When Jiang Mingzhou climbed back to the human world from the Ming River that had been ferrying for thousands of years, he happened to meet Yi Xiaoxue who was lost in a fire. Even as a child, she still recognized that this was her.
With a bad taste for revenge, she stretched out her hand to Yi Xiaoxue:
"Child, do you want to follow me? I take care of food and money."
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"It tastes bad." These were the first emotional words of ten-year-old Yi Xiaoxue after being picked up by Jiang Mingzhou.
"You can make it if it tastes bad. My thousand-year-old dragon spirit, what can't you eat? You don't have to eat it."
So Yi Xiaoxue stood on the bench and took care of Jiang Mingzhou's meals for three years.
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"Just go away and take good care of yourself, kid."
After leaving Yi Xiaoxue, she lived a life of staying in the house all day and eating all kinds of modern fast food.
"What kind of inferior product is called a big brand? It can't even compare to the food cooked by my children."
Unconsciously, the child who was taken away by accident due to her obsession filled her life just like a thousand years ago, in just a few years.
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"Jiang Mingzhou, you have lived longer than me, so you should be more sensible than me. How can you be so reassuring when you act like a child?"
Until Yi Xiaoxue rushed into the ninth-level thunder tribulation like a dazed young man, grabbed Jiang Mingzhou's shoulders and became emotional, and blasted into her heart that had been closed for nearly a thousand years.
Jiang Mingzhou hugged Yi Xiaoxue's waist.
"So, do you want to take care of this kid for the rest of his life? Dragons have very annoying habits~"
Yi Xiaoxue blushed, as if she realized what she had said belatedly, turned her face away, and just silently hooked her wrist with her fingers.
