Chapter 5644: Cute Wife Cultivation Plan

Yun Yi chuckled and carried the little girl downstairs, "Well, it's not your stomach that's growling, it's me who's hungry, my stomach is growling."

"This lovely little princess, can you please accompany me for dinner?"

The little girl turned her head and gave him a look, and spoke reluctantly.

"Go ahead, since you're so pitiful, I'll just accompany you reluctantly."

Looking at the cute little girl's face, Yun Yi's eyes were full of smiles.

Yun Yi didn't know how to cook, so after asking the little girl what she liked to eat, he ordered takeout directly.

After all, the little girl was still too young, and she had been tossing around with Yun Yi for a whole day. Before she finished her meal, the little girl's head was almost stuck in the rice bowl.

Seeing that she was obviously very sleepy, but still didn't forget to grab the spoon and stuff food into her little mouth, Yun Yi couldn't help but sneered.

He stood up and reached out to gently touch the rice grains on her face with his soft fingertips.

Then he carefully pulled the spoon out of the little guy's hand, picked him up, turned around and went upstairs to put him back on the bed in the bedroom.

He went to the bathroom and wrung out a towel with warm water, and gently wiped the little guy's face and chubby hands.

The little ball smacked his mouth twice, as if he was eating something delicious in his sleep.

Yun Yi sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the little ball sleeping on the bed, and his mood could not calm down for a long time.

He never thought that Rong Yan would eventually return to him in this way.

Although An Ziqi had roughly explained it to him, he still had an unbelievable sense of unreality until now.

He wanted to reach out and touch the little ball in front of him to make sure that this little guy really existed and was not just a dream of his own.

But the moment his fingers touched the little guy, he was afraid that he would accidentally wake up the little ball, so he hurriedly retracted his hand again.

On the other side.

Xiao Moli finally turned off An Ziqi's mobile phone and threw it aside, and was about to take his wife back to the room to sleep beautifully.

Suddenly, a white light lit up in the living room, and then white smoke filled the air, and loud music sounded.

Xiao Moli was choked by the white smoke and couldn't help coughing twice. His forehead twitched a few times. He really wanted to hit someone now!

A few minutes later, the large piece of white smoke finally dissipated.

An old man with a white beard, holding a wooden stick in his hand and riding an elk appeared in front of them.

The old man jumped off the elk, secretly glanced at An Ziqi, and then walked towards Xiao Moli flexibly with his crutches.

Xiao Moli's forehead twitched a few times, and he said unhappily, "Old man, why are you here again?"

This old man always comes, and the key is that he has to bring his own smoke and all kinds of noisy music that gives him a headache.

The old man walked up to him quickly and said, "Hey, I am a god in heaven after all, can't you give me some face and stop calling me old man?"

Xiao Moli said coldly, "Then can you cancel your choking smoke and noisy music every time before you appear?"

The old man said with a sigh, "What smoke and music? It's so vulgar. It's obviously my own fairy spirit and fairy music.

This is my standard appearance as a god, of course it can't be cancelled."

"Stop talking nonsense, what are you doing here at this time?" Xiao Moli frowned and asked directly.