✓ Letting you take charge of the flower shop, Xingji Lingzhi has recovered?

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Chapter 121

Although it may be useful to help Qi Ming upgrade, but...

Hua Xian still has a look of hesitation on his face. For a tree, flower pollination, by analogy, is the process of human reproduction.

Doesn't it mean that she and Little Butterfly Bao'er...

are over!

She couldn't think about it any further, and she also started to feel hot in her ears.

After raising the flowers for so long, she didn't think there was any problem when she saw the bees collecting honey and pollinating the flowers and plants, but when things really came to her, something went wrong for her.

"Pollen, nectar, etc., uh, it's not very good." Hua Xian's heart beat wildly, beyond the normal rhythm range.

The world tree is mimicry.

It is at the level of spiritual power.

But there is no doubt that it is a part of her, another manifestation of her power. World tree pollination, isn't it equivalent to the kind of cultivation fantasy novels I read in the Great Xia Kingdom on Earth? It's equivalent to double cultivation, divine friendship, etc...

Golden Winged Butterfly felt the object's resistance, he rubbed against the beautiful petals of the World Tree intimately, smelling the fragrance of her flowers: "If Xiaoxian doesn't like it, you can Don't eat."

Hua Xian could hear the regret in his voice.

But Mr. Ke said that only after pollination can it bear fruit, and the fruit has a great effect.

Let other butterflies come?

Certainly not!

Then let the little bee come? Also weird. She recalled it carefully, and it seemed that only Little Butterfly Baoer could accept it.

"Then—"

Huaxian took a deep breath, and was about to say something when she suddenly found that the little butterfly Baoer on the rattan flower was still and spread her wings, as if occupying her flower, and the flower The children stick together, and the tentacles touch the stamens.

Already at the peak of A-level, she could clearly and unmistakably sense the breathing of every little creature.

The warm breath of the little butterfly fluttered on the stamen, very gentle and calm.

He fell asleep.

Hua Xian: "..."

I thought the two of them were finally going to be indescribable, butterflies pollinated and ate honey or something, but the object came back from a mission, didn't sleep for days and nights, and really used the flowers of the World Tree as a bed.

Hua Xian can't help but laugh, that's all.

Thinking of when Qi Ming came home at night, his face was exhausted, his beautiful golden pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the lower eye sockets were black and blue, and he was fighting wits and bravery with the eight-clawed mechanical insects of the mechanical insect mother to save the nanomachine cluster that measures the galaxy and universe. Very tired.

I checked the time, it was past ten o'clock in the evening.

Hua Xian tidied herself up, her movements were very light, and the tree, vine and flowers that Qi Ming was sleeping on were kept in the living room.