The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

"Really?!" Ah Shu rushed to Dizaka, his eyes shining, "Master, can Ah Shu really go out and play?!"

"Yeah." Diqian gently pushed his head back with his fingers and said, "Don't make trouble after you go out. Come back when you've had enough fun."

"Okay! Thank you, Master! Master, you are so nice! You are simply the best master in the world!" A Shu happily praised Di Zha.

Seeing him so happy, Emperor Xuan didn't care about him. Only a disdainful voice came from the locust tree: "I don't want to take him out to play."

The sound was very small, almost like a whisper, but unfortunately Ah Shu on the grass still heard it.

He looked up at Feng Qian, his eyes filled with sadness at not being able to go out and play. Feng Qian, who was sitting on the locust tree, looked away with a guilty look on her face and defended herself, "I'm saying it's not safe outside. There are people who eat children! Yes! There are people who eat children! That's why I won't take you out!"

Finally, Feng Qianhao said in a very boastful manner: "Those people love to eat fair-skinned children like you! So you'd better not go out!"

Ah Shu tilted his head in confusion, then turned to Dizha and asked, "Master, is what he said true? Will anyone really eat Ah Shu?"

Feng Qian: ...No, why are you asking the master?!

Emperor Zhao was silent for a moment, then analyzed the situation carefully, "You are not a child, you are a weapon spirit. Others cannot eat you."

Feng Qian: ………

Ah Shu's eyes lit up when he heard this!

"That's right! Ah Shu is not a weak child! Ah Shu is a weapon spirit!"

Feng Qian: Oh, right, right! You are an incredible weapon spirit!

Ah Shu turned to look at Feng Qian, staring at him with sparkling eyes: "So that I can go out and play, you have to listen to the master and take me out to play! Hehe..."

Feng Qian glanced at Di Qi and said aggrievedly, "Master...you're just going to let him bully me like this?"

"Weren't you staring at him just now? Why are you refusing to take him out when I ask you to?" Dizha propped up his chin with his hand, his tone as calm as water.

"I..." How can it be the same...

Feng Qian finally took A Shu out. At noon, the streets were full of all kinds of businessmen and passers-by. A Shu pulled Feng Qian's sleeve and walked among the crowd.

Feng Qian shook the small black chain on his wrist uncomfortably, then turned around and asked, "Your original form can shrink, so why do you still sit on it every day?"

"Because I need to sit, and my master doesn't like me staying on her." A Shu answered without even looking at him.

"...Yes, the master really doesn't like others getting close to him."

The big one and the small one were walking on the street, occasionally walking into a store to see what was going on, and finally they came to a bookstore.

Ah Shu looked at the colorful books curiously. He picked up a book with a brightly colored cover, looked at the book boy in the bookstore, and asked, "What is this Yan Xiang Ji?"

Feng Qian was still reading a book when he saw the servant come up to Ah Shu and whisper in his ear, "Young Master, this is the best pornographic work we sell here!"

Feng Qian frowned. "Spring Palace? What is that?"

The book boy quietly opened the book and showed it to Ah Shu: "Young Master, look at this painting, it's so lifelike..."

Feng Qian saw that the servant boy was praising the erotic scene to the heavens and the earth, so he walked over curiously to take a look. But before he got close, he heard Ah Shu's puzzled voice.

"Are these two people sick? Is that why they're hugging each other? But can hugging cure illness?"

Feng Qian was stunned. What book? He needed to hold it to treat his illness? Could it be...

Ah Shu's words left the servant speechless, didn't they?! Whose naive young master is this?

You don’t even understand live pornography! ?

Feng Qian snatched the erotic picture from the servant boy's hand, took a look at it, and then, under Ah Shu's puzzled gaze, he used his spiritual power to smash the book to pieces!

"Don't look!" he said to Ah Shu fiercely, and then he threw a silver ingot to the book boy: "Compensate for your books!"

"Let's go!" Feng Qian pulled Ah Shu, who was full of confusion, out of the bookstore, leaving the book boy who was still in shock alone.

After they had walked quite a distance, he finally came to his senses. He first bit the silver in his hand, then touched his face, muttering to himself in disbelief, "My God! I recommended live sex to the monk, and he's still alive!?"

Ah Shu was dragged quite far away by Feng Qian before he finally broke free from Feng Qian's hand: "What are you doing? Why did you destroy that book?!"

Feng Qian's discomfort finally subsided. That's right! Why did he shatter the book?

What was he thinking? Oh, right! He didn't want this little kid to read that kind of book! As for why, he didn't think too much about it. He just couldn't do it. Reading that kind of book wouldn't corrupt others!

Feng Qian turned her head away from him and said awkwardly, "You can't read that kind of book. That, that book is not good."

"Then what is good? Why do you think it is bad just because you say it is bad?!" Ah Shu was really angry. This stinky bird has been disliking him in various ways since he appeared next to his owner!

Now I can’t even read a book! This is really abominable!

I've even used my head as a nest for him! He still wants to test me, it really is too unfair to Suo Lian!

The more Ah Shu thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Tears began to fall from his eyes. He raised his hand to wipe them away and yelled at Feng Qian, "I hate you!"

Feng Qian couldn't stop the tears from his eyes, looking confused. No!? Isn't it just that he is not allowed to read?

Why are you still crying?!

A Shu no longer cared about his attitude, turned around, used his spiritual power and ran away. Seeing this, Feng Qian had no choice but to follow him.

When Ah Shu rushed back to the house, he rushed directly to Dizha who was sitting on the recliner. He didn't even care that his clothes were still stained with tears. He went straight back to Dizha's space and even forgot his real body outside.

Emperor Zhao looked at him and used his spiritual sense to check him, then asked, "What are you doing with him again?"

"Wuuu... Master... He bullied me... He didn't even let me read a book... Wuuu... Wuuu..." In the contract space, Ah Shu's face was covered with tears, and his nose was red, looking extremely aggrieved.

Just as Emperor Xuan was about to tell him not to cry, he saw Feng Qian hurriedly coming back from outside, and he appeared in front of Emperor Xuan in a flash.

The first thing he asked was: "Master, where is the little chain?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Ah Shu cried even harder in the space. Di Qi rubbed his forehead and said, "What did you do to him?"

"No, nothing happened..." Feng Qian turned away guiltily.

Diqian raised an eyebrow, his voice carrying a barely perceptible chill: "He said you bullied him?"

Feng Qian was stunned and quickly defended himself: "It's unfair! Master! It's not my fault, no! It's my fault! But I really didn't bully him!"

"Then tell me what happened?" Di Qi was troubled by Ah Shu's crying in the space, and she said unhappily.

"It's all because of Yanxiangji!"