Rong Yan raised his head and asked with a low smile: "Are you still angry?"

Jiao Jiaoba was stunned when she heard this from the window. How did Master know that she was angry?

She scratched her chin and said hesitantly: "Well... I was a little angry at first, but now I'm not angry anymore."

A smile flashed across Rong Yan's eyes. Seeing that she was still awake at this point, he said, "Want to eat some cakes?"

Jiaojiao was lying on the window, with the wind blowing from her collar. She shrank her neck and shook her head and said, "Master, the pastries are delicious, but you will get tired of eating them continuously. What other food do you have there?"

Rong Yan heard this and saw that she was shivering from the cold. There were no lights in the room behind her, so everyone at home should be fast asleep.

"Go find something thicker to wear, and I'll take you somewhere."

The delicate big black eyes blinked, then she stuck out her little head and whispered to someone: "My coat was taken to be washed by mother, and I will probably dry it tomorrow morning. Now I only have this one on me."

As she spoke, Jiaojiao tugged at her clothes.

When Rong Yan heard this, he lowered his head and glanced at his clothes. In order not to attract attention, he specially put on a black cloak when he came.

The fabric of this cloak is thick and extremely windproof.

"Wait."

After saying that, Rong Yan took off his cloak.

Jiaojiao saw Master's movements and was curious about what Master was going to do.

The next second, I saw Master flying to the window like a flying swallow, holding her shoulders with both hands, and gently fished her out of the window.

Then, before Jiaojiao could react, she followed her master to the ground.

After Jiaojiao stood firm, she looked at the height above. There was no place to stand on the window outside the attic. The master stopped in mid-air and brought her down.

Human beings who have reached this level of cultivation should be among the best.

Jiaojiao looked up at Rong Yan and praised generously: "Master, your Qinggong is so amazing."

Rong Yan curled his lips and tapped her forehead with his fingers, "That's natural." At such a young age, he was very good at flattering.

"Let's go."

Jiaojiao jumped up and down, ready to follow, but suddenly stopped, looked up at the open window above, and seemed to hear something moving in the house.

She tried to shout: "Meow meow?"

Sure enough, a cat's head was carefully poked out of the open window.

"Meow~"

"Jiaojiao, remember to go and come back quickly."

After hearing this, Jiaojiao smiled at it and nodded to show that she knew.

Rong Yan also saw the appearance of the cat, and its meow was quite familiar, but it didn't seem to be the same one from last time.

When Bai Miaomiao noticed that Rong Yan was looking at it, she retracted her head and ran away.

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows. The cat with this appearance reminded him of the wild cat he met at Qing'an Temple.

Jiaojiao's soft voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Master, can you help me close the window, otherwise my sister will get sick tomorrow."

Rong Yan heard this and waved his sleeves casually.

Snap.

I saw the window above slam shut.

Jiaojiao smiled and gave Master a thumbs-up sign. The smile on her lips had not yet gone away, and then she said "Aqiu~"

Upon hearing this, Rong Yan folded the black cloak into a small cloak and tightly surrounded her from the neck down. He tied it around her waist with long ribbons on both sides to prevent the wind from entering.

"Well, I can't move anymore."

Jiaojiao looked down at her own shape, tied into a rice dumpling, with her hands wrapped inside, but her whole body quickly warmed up.

Jiaojiao smiled and said in a sweet voice, "I can't walk anymore. Master can carry me when he flies."

Rong Yan chuckled, hugged the little girl with his big hands and jumped away.

The road is quiet, and the yard has returned to its original silence.

Zhi——

The upper window opened a small crack again, and the white meow cat's head poked out, looking at the direction the two left, and sighed.

"Alas, women can't help themselves. Human love is really poisonous."

……

This way,

Jiaojiao was half-hugged in Master's arms. She couldn't see anything but heard the sound of wind blowing in her ears.

Jiaojiao asked: "Master, where are you taking me?"

"Go to my residence." Rong Yan replied.

Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly widened, didn't she want to see the master's wife?

She, she's not ready yet!

Jiaojiao saw that she was tied up like this, and she didn't prepare any gifts. She shouted anxiously: "Oh, Master, I will disturb my wife so late. It's better to go another day."

Rong Yan looked puzzled and looked down at the little girl huddled in his arms, "What is this?"

When Jiaojiao heard what he said, she curled her lips in frustration.

"She is your wife. Master left without saying goodbye. I have already heard from others that you returned to the capital to get married."

Rong Yan sneered slightly, nodded and teased her deliberately: "Well, you are quite well informed."

When Jiaojiao heard Master laughing, she felt a little tight in her chest and said, "Although I don't know why Master didn't treat me to a wedding candy, as your good friend, I still want to bless you here. Let's meet again in the future."<

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The corners of Rong Yan's mouth kept rising, and the sad and serious tone of the little girl's words was quite heartbreaking.

When he heard the last sentence, a low laugh escaped his throat.

Jiaojiao still smiled when she saw him, tilted her head and looked at him, pouted dissatisfiedly and said: "Master, I talk to you so seriously, but you still laugh at me."

Rong Yan raised his eyes, "Baojiao, have you misunderstood something?"

Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, misunderstanding?

Rong Yan didn't explain in detail. He looked at the destination in the distance, put another hand around the little guy, and then slowly landed on the ground.

Jiaojiao stepped on the ground, looked at the unfamiliar place, and her eyes fell on the magnificent villa next to it.

The door plaque reads Jinyuan.

"We're here, follow me."

Rong Yan took the lead to open the door. Jiaojiao, who was wrapped in a rice dumpling, stood there, raising her feet to walk and feeling a little top-heavy, so she slowly skipped across.

Rong Yan stepped forward and knocked on the door. The next second, the door was opened.

Xuanliu's figure appeared, he saluted and shouted respectfully: "Master."

Rong Yan said "hmm" and asked casually: "Are the ingredients for the stove sent by Xuan Yi ready?"

"Master, the kitchen is ready, just waiting for the master to come back to bake."

After Xuanliu finished speaking, he glanced behind Zhuzi, wanting to see the guests that the master had personally invited.

Seeing that it didn't matter, his pupils shrank suddenly and he was frightened.

Seeing him like this, Rong Yan looked back in confusion.

I saw a black rice dumpling bouncing on the dark road. Her little face was flawlessly white, and her lower body was surrounded by a black cloak. At a glance, it looked like a human face floating in the air.
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Jiaojiao was exhausted from jumping around. When she saw Master turning around, she quickly shouted out of breath: "Master, come and untie me."

Rong Yan rubbed her temples, then reluctantly went over, holding the collar on the back of her neck with his big hands, and then carried her through the door.

"Hey, Master, I'm your good friend, how can you be so rude..."
Chapter completed!