My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

But Huaixi did not let Yan Zhiqiao go, and kept muttering to himself.

"I heard that demon cubs can't talk. You are so small, are you born not long ago?"

"So what's your race? Why can't I tell? Or am I just too stupid?"

"But that's not right. Even Qian Ge, who picked you up, couldn't tell the difference."

…………

Huaixi talked to himself for a long time, and when he saw that the little monster didn't respond at all, he couldn't help feeling discouraged.

"Little monster, I'm so bored here alone, please pay attention to me."

Yan Zhiqiao: “…”

She turned her head silently to make her attitude clear.

However, the next second, only the sound of floating water was heard, and another slap of water came towards Yan Zhiqiao.

It didn't hurt when it fell on her body, but it made her already wet hair even wetter.

Yan Zhiqiao: “!!!”

She had never been treated like this before, so she immediately yelled angrily at him as a warning.

But her voice was too soft, so even when she was angry, it sounded like she was just acting coquettishly.

Huaixi didn't hear it. The ice-blue fish tail that resurfaced to the surface swayed slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief in a very naive manner.

"I thought you fainted again."

Yan Zhiqiao suddenly felt tired.

Couldn't Brother Qian, the man who picked her up, keep her alone?

"Little monster."

Seeing that Yan Zhiqiao was about to close his eyes again, Huaixi hurriedly called out again.

A light blue spiritual power wrapped around the birdcage and floated toward the pool.

As the distance got closer, Huaixi skillfully opened the door of the birdcage, took out the little monster and held it in his palm.

His movements were not big, and he was even a little cautious.

But Yan Zhiqiao still felt as if her internal organs were displaced, and the pain made her tremble uncontrollably.

When Huaixi saw this, he thought she was afraid of the cold.

It is already late autumn and the temperature is very low.

So he said "I'm sorry" again with an apologetic look, and then used his spiritual power to dry Yan Zhiqiao's hair.

The little monster's body is really petite, but after drying, its hair is very fluffy, like a cotton ball, and feels great.

"you are so cute."

Huaixi couldn't help but touched her head and body lovingly.

He didn't even want to let go of the nine short, furry tails.

But as soon as his slender fingers touched it, he felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand.

Looking down, four red marks of broken skin were particularly eye-catching on the white palm.

The little monster that had scratched him raised its eyes and looked at him angrily.

As we all know, the tails of demons are very sensitive and cannot be touched casually.

Before in the sect, everyone would just pat her head at most.

But how could Huaixi, who looked innocent, be so ruthless when he started to fight?

Yan Zhiqiao suppressed the tingling sensation caused by the touch on his tail, and reluctantly raised his right front paw, protesting against him.

After all, she is not a real cub, and her claws, which are usually retracted, are actually very sharp. In sufficient light, they even glow faintly silver.

If she didn't just want to give Huaixi a warning and didn't intend to really hurt him, she would definitely scratch his hands until they were covered in blood.

But Yan Zhiqiao didn't know that her behavior was not intimidating at all. Instead, it made her look like a cute grumpy cat, which made people want to bully her even more.

If Huaixi hadn't seen her resistance, he would have probably taken action already.

He didn't care about his scratched palm, leaned over and lay back on his arm, staring at Yan Zhiqiao with an obedient and serious look.

The distance was close, and his gentle breathing hit Yan Zhiqiao's body, making his fluffy hair flutter gently.

There was no fishy smell on him, but instead there was an indescribable refreshing smell.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be going to do anything wrong again, Yan Zhiqiao put down his claws.

Just when I was about to close my eyes, Huaixi started mumbling in confusion again.

"I see you look like a demon cat, but your tail looks like a fox, and you seem to have the aura of several other tribes."

Yan Zhiqiao was in trouble.

She just wants to heal her wounds in peace!

Is this too much to ask?

If it weren't for the pain all over his body if he moved, Yan Zhiqiao really wanted to crawl out of Huaixi's palm at all costs.

She had no choice but to close her eyes, forcing herself to ignore him and continue healing.

Huaixi has been staying in the bath alone for many days and is now feeling bored.

He finally had a little monster to keep him company, but he just couldn't understand what she said.

Then the little monster looked like he didn't want to bother with him...

Ugh!

Huaixi sighed depressed and lonely.

I don’t know when Brother Qian will be able to help him find Xiaolan.

In the following time, Huaixi spoke much less, and only occasionally when he felt too bored would he mutter a few words to Yan Zhiqiao.

Unconsciously, the sky darkened.

When the last ray of light disappeared and the bathroom was about to become dark, Huaixi took out a night pearl.

Looking at the little monster lying in his palm, who had hardly moved the whole afternoon, he tentatively reached out and poked her back.

"Little monster?"

Yan Zhiqiao's internal injuries were too severe and his spiritual power was too low. He spent an entire afternoon healing his wounds with little success.

Realizing that Huaixi was touching her, she opened her eyes numbly and met his sparkling eyes.

"Little monster, can you write?"

Yan Zhiqiao was silent for a moment. This was indeed a way of communication.

Although the healing effect was not satisfactory, when she raised her arm now, it was no longer as painful as when she just woke up.

So Yan Zhiqiao tried to slide his claws on Huaixi's wrist.

——What state are you in now?

She is too weak now and cannot judge Huaixi's cultivation level.

Fortunately, Huaixi could read and was smart enough to understand her words.

"Middle stage of golden elixir."

——Will it heal the wound?

Huaixi blinked and asked in surprise.

"You are hurt?"

He realized belatedly that the little monster was not sleepy, and immediately shook his head.

"will not."

——Can you give me some spiritual power? I’m seriously injured.

If a normal person encounters this situation, he would definitely ask a few more questions to make sure Yan Zhiqiao will not pose a threat to him.

Huaixi didn't. He just said "Oh" in confusion and then input his spiritual power into Yan Zhiqiao's body.

With his help, Yan Zhiqiao felt the pain instantly lessened and his limbs regained strength.

But it is far from enough to heal the internal injuries.

Seeing that the little monster finally regained his spirits, Huaixi breathed a sigh of relief.

He stopped transferring spiritual energy and asked eagerly.

"what's your name?"

——Yan Zhiqiao.

"Yan, Zhi, Qiao..."

Huaixi followed and recited, then curved his eyebrows and looked at her with a faint smile.

"Your name is nice. Can I call you Qiao Qiao?"

His straightforwardness made Yan Zhiqiao pause slightly, then nodded slightly.

"Qiao Qiao, what kind of monster are you?"

Yan Zhiqiao didn't want to reveal too much information for the time being.

——Keeping it confidential.

Huaixi puffed up her cheeks slightly, seeming not very satisfied with this answer.

But he did not force Yan Zhiqiao and asked another question.

"How did you get hurt?"

——Fight with others.

"Hmm? You got into a fight at such a young age and got hurt so badly. It looks like you lost the fight."

Yan Zhiqiao: “???”

She loses?

What a joke!