I Am That Little Fox [Quick Transmigration] Chapter 167: The Child Of The Film Emperor’s House (37)
Bai Yizhou didn’t say anything, but very naturally wiped the strawberry jam from the corner of her mouth with his thumb.
There was an unusual intimacy in his actions. Bai Xiaoxi lowered her head and didn’t dare to look at him, but her heart was pounding.
As she bit the bread in big mouthfuls as if to cover up her mistake, she struggled to think of a topic to talk about: “When did Master learn to cook? The bread is fried crispy and delicious.”
Bai Yizhou just hummed and didn’t say much.
Bai Xiaoxi took another bite of the fried egg. The golden liquid flowed slowly, looking particularly tempting.
She couldn’t help but admire him: “Master is so amazing, you know everything.”
However, what she didn’t know was that Bai Yizhou knew all these things because of a movie role he had played in the past.
Moreover, he only knew how to use a frying pan to do three things: fry bread, fry eggs, and fry bacon, which was only enough for making noodles.
If the skill that the character needed at the time was to make porridge and side dishes, then today’s breakfast would be Chinese.
But Bai Xiaoxi was not aware of this, she just felt that her master’s image was much more majestic.
As a master, he enjoyed all the admiring and respectful looks from his disciples without feeling guilty at all.
Today is a good day, with bright sunshine and clear sky. It may feel hot at the foot of the mountain, but in the mountain, with green shade, it is less stuffy and more cool and dry.
The small building where they lived was far away from the main mountain road and in a very secluded location. Occasionally, one or two tourists could be heard calling out, but no one could find them.
Bai Xiaoxi really likes this lively and calm feeling.
After breakfast, the two cleaned up the kitchen together.
Afterwards, Bai Yizhou sat under the corridor reading a book, while Bai Xiaoxi ran back and forth, sometimes going to see the newly blooming flowers in the yard, and sometimes running behind the house to pick up leaves that had fallen into the pond.
She slowly let go of her awkwardness and discomfort and regained her former liveliness. She felt that being in a relationship with her master was just like that, not much different from usual, and there was nothing to be afraid of.
“Master, master, look at this.” Bai Xiaoxi ran over excitedly from behind the house, holding a leaf in her hand, and handed it to Bai Yizhou like offering a treasure.
It was a ginkgo leaf. Ginkgo leaves are usually fan-shaped, but this leaf was particularly round at both ends, making it look like a heart.
With water drops still hanging on her face, she said happily, “This is the first time I’ve seen a ginkgo leaf of this shape. What a coincidence that it fell into the pond in our house.”
Bai Yizhou took it, turned the petiole to look at it, nodded, and put it into the book very smoothly.
“Huh?” Bai Xiaoxi was slightly stunned. It was true that she wanted to give the leaf to her master, but it hadn’t been processed yet, so why did her master take it away?
Do you want it back?
She frowned in distress.
At this time, Bai Yizhou waved at her, “Come here.”
Bai Xiaoxi was standing in front of him. She took another step forward and touched his leg with her knee. “What’s wrong, Master?”
Bai Yizhou did not respond, he held her wrist and pulled lightly.
Bai Xiaoxi was caught off guard, and with a low cry, she fell towards him.
The ground was spinning and the world was spinning around her, and when she came to her senses, she found herself sitting on her master’s lap.
The original chair had become a recliner at some point. Bai Yizhou held her shoulders and leaned back, and she laid on his chest.
At this moment, Bai Xiaoxi suddenly remembered a TV drama she had watched before, in which Daji laid seductively on the chest of King Zhou of Shang, pinching a grape with her slender jade fingers and feeding it to the tyrant’s mouth.