The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

CHAPTER 45: ZHIER

Feeling overwhelmed with shame.

However, Daddy is so gentle to cut his nails...so comfortable...

The little paws are held by the father, the small meat pads are pinched by the father, and the nails of the claws are carefully trimmed by the father, Bai Xiaoli feels that he is enjoying a particularly high-level service.

Bai Xiaozhi and Bai Xiaosi were on the side, occasionally reaching out their paws to my brother, wanting to touch my brother's pink fox ears, but my brother glared at them, grabbed them twice in the air, and took them back.

Although Ling Zixi was reluctant, she still cut it for Xiaoli.

Before Bai Xiaoli changed back, Ling Zixi quickly brushed the fur on Xiaoli's back, soft and comfortable.

Bai Xiaoli spit on himself and blushed while enjoying his father's touch.

Ling Zixi let the other two little foxes also lie inside, and one person went to sleep with three cute foxes in his arms.

The next day, Bai Moheng personally sent Bai Xiaoli back to Liantian Peak. He only said to the outside world that because the two had similar aptitudes, he would help Bai Xiaoli to preach.

The people in Liantianfeng saw that Bai Xiaoli's cultivation was approaching the late stage of Condensation Beads, so they were naturally grateful to Bai Moheng, and did not doubt Bai Moheng's words at all.

Ling Zixi has no classes these days, so she has reclaimed the new spiritual field she chose and planted new spiritual grasses that understand the poison.

After a period of time, the herbs in Chenchen Peak have matured, Ling Zixi looked at the green spirit grass, her hands were shaking with excitement.

It's time to try the antidote for Zhier.

Ling Zixi picked the herbs, put them in the space and brought them back to Fang Heng Hall.

Bai Xiaozhi is still drawing on the ground, which is his favorite game recently.

Ling Zixi sat at the small stove in the backyard to make a fire to prepare the medicine, Bai Xiaosi watched curiously beside her father.

"Si'er, help daddy get the white spirit grass, yes, that ear is white."

Bai Xiaosi happily helped daddy, father and son were busy.

Ling Zixi thought about it for a while, and decided not to use the silken grass as medicine. Silken grass is very rare, and the other two rare medicinal materials have not been obtained. Ling Zixi did not want to waste it.

Ling Zixi used all the medicinal materials that could be found, except for the silk grass and the uncollected phoenix feathers, snow silk cores.

The delicate feathers fell into the medicinal soup and disappeared.

Ling Zixi boiled the medicine, returned to the hall, and called Xiaosi and Xiaozhi into the room.

Bai Xiaozhi stepped into the hall ignorantly and said to Ling Zixi, "Dad?"

"Come on, Zhier." Ling Zixi's tone was full of excitement, making Bai Xiaozhi come to her side, "Drink the medicine."