His gaze slowly moved downwards, and he looked at something between his legs, finally understanding.
It turns out the little fool was feeling inferior.
He took out a set of dry clothes, changed into them without any attempt to hide it, and then patted the dazed little boy.
“Even a fledgling bird grows up one day.”
One sentence is the limit; don't expect him to say another word.
He looked at his youngest child, who was still in a daze, with pity.
That's really stupid.
Wei Jiu couldn't help but sigh.
………
"come over."
The young boy, now a head taller than last year, looked up in confusion. "Seventh Senior Brother."
Using a fan to cover her face, Rong Qi skillfully concealed the unpleasant expression on her lips. "Come here quickly!"
"Oh." The young boy yawned and slowly approached.
With her well-maintained fingers gently stroking the young boy's jade-like face, Rong Qi felt both jealous and resentful.
At first glance, he was just an unremarkable kid. How did he suddenly become so handsome in the last two years?
"What do you use to wash your face? It's so fine and smooth."
"ah?"
That brat is pretending to be stupid!
He widened his eyes slightly, then suddenly remembered that an overly fierce expression would make him look like Lao Ba, so he restrained himself for a moment before regaining his elegant and composed handsome appearance.
"If you tell your senior brother what you usually use to wash your face, he will give you something nice."
What should I use to wash my face?
His crescent-shaped eyes were so small and narrow that they made him both angry and annoyed, wishing they were on his own face.
"Of course, we use water."
Trying to lie to him?
Rong Qi's expression darkened, then he smiled again.
"How old are you, junior brother?" he asked with a very friendly smile.
"He's thirteen."
"He's grown up now."
Moreover, he was a handsome young man with exquisite features.
But he would never say that, never.
The expression behind the fan changed repeatedly. Rong Qi took out a silver note from his sleeve and then whispered enticingly.
"Want it?"
The moon-like eyes slowly met his gaze, so slowly that he almost thought his scheme had been seen through, before the young boy returned to his dazed state. "I want to."
As expected, he had only scared himself. Rong Qi immediately put on a smile.
"If you tell your senior brother what else you use to wash your face besides water, I'll give you this, okay?"
"Besides water..."
The young boy pondered absentmindedly, and just as Rong Qi's patience was about to run out, he spoke.
Does lard count?
lard?
"Yes, I took the lard from the kitchen." The boy blushed and looked at him pitifully. "Senior brother, please don't tell Master."
"well."
So that's what lard is!
After that, gasps of surprise frequently erupted from the kitchen of the Heavenly Dragon Sect.
"It's gone down again? How come it's gone down again!"
…………
I'm so glad he's not the youngest.
Seeing Twelve doing laundry again, the baby-faced man couldn't help but feel distressed.
Poor junior brother, the master announced the other day that he would no longer accept disciples, which means that junior brother is destined to be last in line.
Now that things have come to this, the only thing to blame is that the junior apprentice was too honest. He learned whatever the master told him to learn, which made the old man extremely satisfied, so satisfied that he no longer needed to take on any more apprentices.
If you were as inconsistent as him, you wouldn't have remained the youngest for so long.