Mrs. Zhao was waiting at home, playing with her eldest granddaughter Zhao Mengjiao, and saw Zhao Xingyuan leading a girl home, and the grandparents and grandchildren looked at each other, their eyes glowing.

Zhao Mengjiao blinked her eyes: "I have seen this sister before." ”

Falling rain was a little nervous: "When?"

Does she remember me?

Zhao Mengjiao shook her head: "Maybe in a dream, in real life, how can there be such a beautiful sister." After speaking, she had a 'I am very good' expression on her face, which made Luoyu smile and bend her eyes.

When Mrs. Zhao saw the rain, although she was a strange girl, she suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, and she didn't think much about it.

Luoyu pretended to meet for the first time, and the three of them got to know each other again, Zhao Xingyuan was silent, and a faint smile curled up at the corner of his lips.

When it was time to rest, Luo Yu changed into soft pajamas and went into Zhao Xingyuan's room.

The moment the door was closed, Zhao Mengjiao poked her head out in the corridor: "Grandma, why did she go to find her uncle at night?"

Behind her, Mrs. Zhao was also full of smiles, just smiling and smiling, a little puzzled, always feeling like where she had seen this picture.

Mrs. Zhao touched her hair and sighed a little emotionally, she was old and her memory was not very bright.

The footsteps of the falling rain were very light and almost silent, Zhao Xingyuan was looking at the computer intently, and did not see that there was an unexpected visitor in the huge room.

Luoyu waited quietly on the side, she was still energetic, and she didn't feel tired, so she kept staring at Zhao Xingyuan's face, under the light, his eyelashes were as black as crow feathers, and under the sword eyebrows, there were deep eyes, these eyes were very moving, no, this person was very exciting, and the more Luoyu looked at it, the more happy he felt.

Luo Yu's gaze was like substance, unconsciously disturbing Zhao Xingyuan's deep thought, he stood up with some surprise, and approached the petite figure nestled on the sofa: "I remember that at this hour, you should be practicing." ”

Luo Yu smiled and tugged at the corner of Zhao Xingyuan's clothes, closing him until his magnified handsome face appeared in front of him.

Luo Yu smiled softly, and spoke softly, like a whisper: "There are many kinds of cultivation, I came to you, double cultivation." ”

Double Major.

When Zhao Xingyuan first heard these two words, he didn't understand the meaning, but after a while, he reacted, and the roots of his ears were dyed a thick red.

The soft palm was against Zhao Xingyuan's chest, and Luo Yu blinked curiously: "Why is your heart beating so fast, isn't it uncomfortable?"

Zhao Xingyuan's eyes darkened: "What you said, is that what I mean?"

"Here, you take off your suit. ”

Zhao Xingyuan didn't move, Luoyu reached out to untie his black tie, she didn't know how to untie it, so she used brute force to pull it, and while dragging, she muttered: "It's even more difficult to solve than Gong Xuan." ”

Zhao Xingyuan held her hand: "I'll teach you how to solve it." ”

His eyes kept falling on Falling Rain's face, as if confused and longing.

The Jiao clan is considered a beast, is love a common thing? She met someone she liked in the past, will she be like this?

The man's inferior nature is mixed with a strong possessiveness, which makes the corners of his eyes grow a thin red color.

Luoyu sat cross-legged on the carpet, the warm floor heating kept her body temperature at the temperature of the normal human body, and Zhao Xingyuan's fingers were interlocked: "You close your eyes, do what I say, I will teach you a method of breathing, which is most suitable for mortals like you who have no foundation in cultivation." ”

"Come, you're lucky in the dantian, hmm, what are you watching me do? Don't you know what a dantian is? It means lower abdomen. ”

It was like cold water poured on his head, and his beautiful thoughts were swept away.

Zhao Xingyuan felt a kind of helplessness in his heart: "What you mean by double cultivation?"

Luoyu nodded: "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Luo Yu put his eyes on the clasped hands of the two, with a puzzled expression: "In the past, when I touched the hands of mortals, I could know what they were thinking, but you are different, I am close to your skin, but I have never seen through your thoughts. ”

Luoyu approached Zhao Xingyuan and leaned behind his ear: "I can see it clearly, it is indeed a primitive skin, not a ghost with painted skin pretending to be a mortal." But how did you manage to be injured by lightning and still be intact?"

"I don't know. My assistant investigated and told me that it was because I stepped on a nail under my foot that drained most of the current. After Zhao Xingyuan finished saying this explanation, he also felt a little ridiculous: "Although this reason is very far-fetched, I really don't know what other reasons there are." ”

The falling rain frightened him: "Then do you know that when the sky thunders, people will die." ”

"At that time, I didn't think about it that much. Zhao Xingyuan didn't know what to say beautifully, and recalled the scene at that time: "I just don't want you to get hurt." ”

The heart of the rain is a soft mess.

She poured the spiritual power in her body into a little bit and led it to Zhao Xingyuan's body: "You follow this spiritual energy, swim the breath around you, I will teach you to practice, and ensure that you get twice the result with half the effort." ”

Zhao Xingyuan did so, but he was a little puzzled: "What's the use of me doing this? I don't have any obsession with becoming an immortal." ”

Luoyu put his forehead against his forehead: "Life is short for a hundred years, I have a bad memory, I'm afraid I will forget you, I hope you can live longer, so that you and I can stay together." ”

'Looks long' is just four words, but it is a promise.

Every night after that, the rain was in Zhao Xingyuan's room, and he stayed all night.

Zhao Mengjiao quietly asked her grandmother: "Sister Luoyu stays with my uncle every day, do you want to give me a younger brother and sister?"

Mrs. Zhao said angrily: "Don't call Sister Luoyu, it's the wrong generation!"

Luoyu is close to Zhao Xingyuan, and Mrs. Zhao likes to see it, but sometimes, she always sees a kind of melancholy on Luoyu's face, and that look seems to be a disappointment that has worked hard for a long time.

Occasionally, I heard Luoyu sighing: "It shouldn't be, I've worked hard for so long, why hasn't my stomach moved at all." ”

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhao dragged Zhao Xingyuan and whispered: "Don't push the rain too hard, this kind of thing has to be done slowly, don't be in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry to hold my grandson, as long as you are happy, I am also worthy of your father." ”

Zhao Xingyuan couldn't cry or laugh, and nodded in agreement.

In the evening, Zhao Xingyuan sat cross-legged with Luo Yu again, Zhao Xingyuan mentioned this matter, and Luo Yu covered Zhao Xingyuan's dantian, unhappy: "The kung fu I taught you is the most basic cultivation method, and there will be no mistakes, but why have you not made any progress at all after so long?"

It shouldn't be, Zhao Xingyuan seems to have a deep Buddha affinity, quite a wise root, and should be a genius in practice!

Luoyu's head hurts when she thinks about it, and she doesn't understand what's going on.

What surprised her even more was the news brought by Gu Guangping.