Xian Lin'er handed over a box.
Tian Chen took it as soon as he saw it and gently opened the lid. A fierce, baleful aura rushed out of the box.
"What do you want this carving knife for? If you need a good one, I could pick one out for you from the Soul Tools. This carving knife is dangerous!" Xian Lin'er sat on Tian Chen's lap.
Tian Chen couldn't help freezing for a moment. Although Xian Lin'er had previously done almost everything he asked, saying nothing even when he went too far, this was the first time she had taken such initiative!
Baby! Beneath the bed, Cai Mei'er was puzzled when she heard that. Why was Tian Chen calling Xian Lin'er that?
"Hmph, as long as you know. But where did this fragrance on you come from?" Having caught the scent, Xian Lin'er put on a fierce expression, though she didn't actually care at all.
After all, her young man already had so many girlfriends that it was perfectly reasonable for him to smell of perfume.
But why was this fragrance so familiar? Had she smelled it somewhere before?
Since Ling Luochеn's natural scent was mingled with it, Xian Lin'er didn't recognize it right away.
"Ahem! Let's leave that aside. Teacher, your disciple has been slacking off in his cultivation lately. I hope you can give me some guidance!"
"You insolent disciple!" Xian Lin'er remained defiant in her words, but her body nestled even closer into his embrace. Her long legs, wrapped in black stockings, brushed against his knees seemingly by accident, leaving a silky sensation.
"Mmm!" The next instant, their lips met.
What? Sensing everything, Cai Mei'er's mouth fell open.
With her cultivation as a Super Douluo, detecting what was happening in the room wasn't difficult. It really