When a few people scattered from the grove, Xiao Qingtian and Wang Ze'an were naturally all the way. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe two of them walked towards the apartment with a bickering mouth.

Counting the night they were admitted to the hospital, the two of them hadn't been back to the apartment for two nights, and Xiao Qingtian missed the big bed very much.

But the journey doesn't seem to be too smooth.

The obedient wild cats during the day look wild and uninhibited at night, squatting under the street lamps one by one, staring at the two with green eyes. Xiao Qingtian was furious, and dragged Wang Ze'an's arm to change sides with him.

"The cat's eyes were so horrible, I thought it wanted to eat me. Xiao Qingtian hugged herself and said cautiously.

Wang Ze'an glanced at her: "I didn't expect you to be quite smart, those cats actually wanted to eat you." ”

Xiao Qingtian's eyes widened instantly: "Isn't it?!Don't scare me!!! afraid"

"The smell of cultivators has a fatal attraction to these little spirits who have just started to cultivate. They already know how to be powerful, but they haven't evolved a full sanity yet, and they haven't completely ruled out the instinct to need food as animals. You're an oversized mouse in those cats' eyes right now. Wang Ze'an said lightly, his expression on his face did not move, and his heart was actually quite excited, thinking that when he first started cultivating, when he woke up in the middle of the night, he was always scared half to death by the wild cat lying on the windowpane. Hmph, you must scare this girl, he can't be the only one with a black history.

Xiao Qingtian was really frightened, stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Ze'an's sleeve tightly, while looking back at the wild cat that was swaying behind him and following the two, he lowered his voice and spoke: "Then why do they just follow us and don't do anything, there are so many of them...... Cats, the use of cat sea tactics should be completely enough......"

"You're so big," Wang Ze'an glanced at her condescendingly with disgust, "I'm afraid people won't be able to eat it." ”

"Hmm?!Are you turning around and scolding me for being fat or heavy?!Don't think I didn't hear it!"

"I didn't. "Wang Ze'an is serious.

"You have, you must be lying to me! Look at those cats who won't follow us when they see the ham sausage on the side of the road......

Wang Ze'an spread his hands calmly: "I'm really sorry, I was discovered by you." ”

"......" Xiaoqing reached out and twisted him, I don't see where you are a little embarrassed.

When he walked to the door of the apartment, Xiao Qingtian suddenly clutched his chest and paused.

"What's wrong?" Wang Ze'an looked at her strangely.

"Nothing. Xiao Qingtian shook her head, "My heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. ”

"Is it?" Wang Ze'an turned his head expressionlessly and continued to open the door: "A cultivator's sixth sense will improve with the improvement of immortal arts. Are you sure it's not your sixth sense that's at work?"

"Is this, is that so?" Xiao Qingtian was a little surprised when she heard about this for the first time, so much so that she stammered a little when she spoke, "Could it be that something happened to Ah Qiao?" ”

Wang Ze'an didn't answer, frowned and pushed open the door and entered the house, Xiao Qingtian looked at him with a serious face, knowing that he was using fortune telling, so he only looked at him anxiously.

After about half a minute, Wang Ze'an shook his head, "Your girlfriend should be fine, probably because you are too tired in the past two days, rest early." ”

Qingtian nodded, went up to the second floor in a reluctant way, and when he pushed the door into the bedroom, he was stopped by Wang Ze'an: "You just knocked your head two days ago, and you have a good rest at night." ”

Xiaoqing didn't raise her head, and she hummed indiscriminately and prepared to go in.

Seeing her soulless appearance, Wang Ze'an's already frowning brows wrinkled even tighter. With two steps and three steps on his long legs, he stopped Xiao Qingtian, who was closing the door.

He put the middle finger of his left hand against Xiao Qingtian's forehead, and performed a sleeping technique with words in his mouth, before pushing the person in and closing the door.

Because of Wang Ze'an's sleeping technique, Xiao Qingtian slept quite soundly this night. And Wang Ze'an was obviously not so lucky, when he came out of the shower and looked at the empty big bed in the bedroom, a trace of impetuousness and loneliness appeared in his heart inexplicably.

Although at the end of the day, he followed a few people to do this and that, it looked no different from usual. But he has been with Xiao Wang for five years...... Xiao Wang's life and death are uncertain now, but he doesn't know anything and can't do anything. and Xiao Qingtian's girl likes herself, he has never been in love, and he doesn't know how to respond, so he can only blindly refuse with a cold face, but every time he sees the girl's slightly lost expression, his heart seems to be grabbed by something.

Throwing himself on the bed irritably, Wang Ze'an rolled back and forth in the quilt a few times, only to feel that his heart was full of depression that could not be discharged. Sitting cross-legged and reciting the heart-clearing mantra back and forth more than ten times, but it didn't work at all, and it went straight to Wang Ze'an's angry hammer bed.

After tossing for most of the night, Wang Ze'an finally fell asleep in a daze.

In his sleep, he still couldn't see anything, he couldn't touch anything. He heard the footsteps of many people coming and going.

Wang Ze'an heard many people repeating a sentence: "Hurry up, hurry up, Madame will be here soon!"

In the chaotic voice, he caught a small glutinous voice: "Aunt Zhao, what are you busy with, why don't my brothers and sisters play with me today." ”

"Oh, my little aunt, don't mess with me. Let's play alone. It was the voice of the middle-aged aunt last time, and Wang Ze'an recognized it at once. The middle-aged aunt also seemed to be extremely busy, and hastily replied to the little girl's words, and the footsteps sounded hurriedly.

"Hey, a couple over there, hang that frame in the hall. Slow down, I can't afford to sell you!" was the voice of Aunt Zhao walking away.

"Whatever, don't care about me. Hmph, watch me pour oil on the ground and let you wrestle!" Catching the little girl's aggrieved and unconvinced voice, Wang Ze'an relied on himself that he couldn't touch anything, slowly groped over, and sat next to the little girl.

He could clearly hear the little girl running away and running back to the ground doing something.

Is it smearing oil? Wang Ze'an didn't expect her to actually do this, and he was a little surprised.

But what he didn't know was that although the little girl did smear the oil on the floor directly opposite the door, she sat behind the pile of oil with her chest crossed, and she looked unconvinced, and every busy worker consciously bypassed her.

Seeing that her plan did not work in any way, and that she had not taught the untrustworthy adults a lesson, the little girl was obviously not lightly angry, and sat there talking to herself.

Listening to the little girl's broken thoughts, Wang Ze'an felt that the depression in his chest was inexplicably dispersed. He never imagined that he would be so happy listening to a little girl talking to herself.

Soon, the so-called lady arrived.