Dugu Qingluan implicitly explained his dream to his son from a biological point of view, this is a normal situation, the average Terran teenager will have such a reaction when he reaches the age of fourteen or fifteen, and when he first falls in love, this is not a big deal, and he is not sick, and some teenagers develop earlier, twelve or thirteen years old.

It's just that with the development of the Internet and the information age, children know a lot of knowledge at the age of five or six, and even if there is such a thing, it is very rare to trouble the elders, let alone chase after their mothers to ask what is wrong, which is too shameful.

Huanhuan also seemed to know a little ashamed, a little shy, after listening to Dugu Qingluan's explanation, it was a little better, Dugu Qingluan couldn't react for a while from my son's three-year-old span to my son's ability to arch cabbage, a little blindfolded, and then asked a very gossipy question, "Who is in your dream?"

Huanhuan, "......"

Huanhuan closed her mouth tightly, didn't speak, and pretended to be very calm, "I...... Can't see clearly. ”

"Really?"

Huanhuan, "Well, really. ”

Dugu Qingluan saw that his ears were red, so he didn't make fun of him, lest his son be annoyed and angry when he came to ask these things for the first time, and he wouldn't be able to hear gossip in the future, which would be a pity.

"Huanhuan, when the boy grows up, whether it is physical or psychological, there will be many different changes, you have to be really confused, I will introduce you to the basic book when I go back...... Forget it, you should do the linguistics first, I'm afraid you can't even read and write. "Give him a book, he may not be able to read it yet, so don't force it first, take your time.

Huanhuan was very depressed and felt disgusted by A-Niang.

He also wanted to ask if he and his sister could get married, Jiang Huai's excited voice came, "The boss is awake, he is awake, it's amazing......"

Dugu Qingluan heard that Sheng Jing woke up, so he couldn't take care of Huanhuan, who had just grown up in my family, and immediately ran to the main hall, Huanhuan was even more depressed, feeling that he was not A-Niang's first cub.

After Sheng Jing woke up, he had a splitting headache, this was the sequelae of the resurrection, how did he die, those pains would continue until the third day after the resurrection, this time he was shot in the head, and he woke up dizzy and in pain.

Zijinhua wanted to kill him with one shot, and after thinking about it for many years, she finally got her wish.

"Ah Sheng......" Dugu Qingluan walked briskly, almost ran over, panting, the last time he died, he never woke up, and his soul was taken away by Fu Rujing, she stayed here for a few days and nights, regretting it to the extreme, this time she deliberately let Fu Rujing stay, I was afraid that Fu Rujing would repeat his old tricks, and was ridiculed by Fu Rujing.

Sheng Jing had a headache, and the sounds he heard were very distant and noisy, in addition to Dugu Qingluan's voice, there was also the sound of Jiang Huai's chirping, which made his head hurt even more.

Dugu Qingluan pressed his temples with both hands, massaged gently, and injected a little spiritual power to soothe his anxious emotions, "Ah Sheng, are you better?"

The weak and boneless hand gently soothed on his temple, and he could smell the incense on her wrist with one side of his head, with a faint scent of irises, and a little fragrance of osmanthus at the end, Sheng Jing took a deep breath greedily, "Much better." ”

Dugu Qingluan was very happy, but also very uneasy, "How could Fu Rujing let you go free, this time he won't bring you back to the Island of the Dead, right?"

"No, it won't. ”

"Are you making another deal with him?"