Chapter Thirty-Eight: Drinking and Spitting the Truth

The Xuantie Tree scurried wildly all the way around Qin Jiu, but even so, it was still late when he returned to the top of the mountain. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info it hesitated behind the house for a while, but still didn't dare to come forward and knock on the door, because of nervousness, the branch holding Qin Jiu also unconsciously tightened.

Qin Jiu was a drunken person, and her stomach was churning by the jump up and down it had just made, and when Xuantie tightened the branches, her face clung to the rough bark, and the discomfort made Qin Jiu hum softly.

Hearing this, the Xuantie Tree stepped forward as if he had made up his mind, and knocked lightly on the door.

The door opened, and a man dressed in white walked out of the house. The candle flame behind him became more and more erect, and he looked at the Xuantie Tree with a nervous face, and his eyes swept over Qin Jiu in its arms.

Seeing that the Xuantie Tree had stopped, a pair of deep eyes looked at it without sorrow or joy, and the words prepared on the road when he came forgot all for a while.

It had no choice but to be like Danzhu just now, with the courage to stuff Qin Jiu into Shenjun's arms, and then quickly jumped away like burning his buttocks, not even daring to turn his head back.

A warm touch came, and Zhili looked down at Qin Jiu in his arms.

The small white face on weekdays is flushed with an abnormal flush at the moment, and there are some red marks on the small face and exposed arms, probably because they have just been held in the arms of the Xuantie tree.

I don't know what I'm talking about at the moment, I don't know what I'm talking about at the moment, I look confused, I frowned slightly, is this drinking?

He put his arm around Qin Jiu with one hand and stroked Qin Jiu's head with the other, wanting to use his divine power to make her sober up.

Qin Jiu only felt that her face was finally not as painful as just now, and changed to a soft and comfortable place, her face was slightly hot after drinking, and she subconsciously rubbed and rubbed away from her chest, just avoiding his outstretched hand.

This action made Zhili's hand pause, he rarely had contact with people, and the number of times he had touched her in the past few months of contact with Qin Jiu was almost equivalent to the total number of tens of thousands of years.

Qin Jiu seemed to feel uncomfortable lying down like this, and his hand habitually wrapped around Zhili's neck, burying his whole face in his neck, and his breath was hot and sprinkled on Zhili's neck.

The hand that stopped leaving was retracted, and if she was forcibly sobered up with her divine power, she was afraid that it would make her feel pain in her brain. Let her sleep, and wake up by herself tomorrow morning, she is simply well-behaved, and when she is drunk, she just falls asleep quietly, and it is not troublesome.

Soon Zhili knew that it was too early for him to say this. He carried Qin Jiu to the house and wanted to put her on the bed, but the originally well-behaved villain suddenly became stubborn, and a pair of hands tightly wrapped around Zhili's neck and refused to let go.

Qin Jiu is small, and her strength is naturally not great, so Zhili pulled her hand away with a slight force. Who knew that Qin Jiu grabbed his shirt again, and his voice was slightly crying, "Auntie, don't go, don't leave me again, I'll eat less in the future, and I won't lose my temper with you." ”

The chubby little hand clung to the placket of the guard, and the fingertips were white because of the exertion, and large tears overflowed from the eyes on the face.

It only took a little force to break her hand away. For some reason, looking at her like this, she didn't do it for a long time.

He never seemed to have seen Qin Jiu cry, even if he had just been brought to the mountain, and when she woke up and faced an unfamiliar environment, she was only sad for a while.

Qin Jiu cried more and more sadly, and muttered in his mouth: "Aunt Qingman, why did you leave me at that time, why did Xiaobai and them all leave with you, and I was the only one who was left behind." ”

Zhili remembered the worried look when Qin Jiu came to the mountain on the first day, when he mentioned Qingman. In order to comfort her at that time, he did not deny what she said, Qin Jiu always thought that Qingman had escaped with everyone in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley.

Qin Jiu has been pretending to be very arrogant, and he thought that she didn't care, but he didn't expect her to hide it all in his heart.

Zhili remembered the soul fragments floating in the sky in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley that day, and he came from the water mirror later, and he didn't see Aunt Qingman in Qin Jiu's mouth.

He hugged Qin Jiu again, sighed slightly in his heart, and didn't know whether it was right or wrong to hide it from her that day.

Qin Jiu's words have been accumulated in her heart for many days, she was an orphan in her previous life, because she didn't like to talk, she was once thought to be a mute, and because of heart problems, no family was willing to adopt her.

Naturally, the dean prefers bright and beautiful children, because they are more easily adopted and can bring income to the hospital.

And for Qin Jiu, a young child who was abandoned because of illness, although it is not harsh, it will not have much love.

She has been growing up in an orphanage, and she has been admitted to university while working and studying. Because I was withdrawn when I was a child, I didn't make any friends in college, I was always alone, and I had to worry about my heart stopping beating one day.

No one had ever cared about her, and she had always thought that she would be so alone for the rest of her life.

And Aunt Qingman is the first person in her life who will care about her and worry about her.

So Qin Jiu is actually very glad that this kind of unreasonable thing happened to her, although this world is weird, at least here she can jump and jump, and she doesn't have to worry about dying at any time. She had an aunt by her side to take care of her, and she also made a group of friends.

She was glad that there were times at night, lying next to Aunt Qingman, and she didn't dare to close her eyes and sleep.

She was afraid that when she woke up, she would return to that cold world when she opened her eyes, and the warmth she got from Aunt Qingman was just a dream.

Aunt Qingman's status in her heart is actually unmatched, but she left herself like this.

Qin Jiu actually knew in her heart that her aunt might not be able to help herself, but sometimes she still wondered if she would have been killed by those people if Shenjun hadn't come to save her, and had she ever thought about this when her aunt left her there.

Every time these thoughts just popped up, they were suppressed by Qin Jiu, and she always reprimanded herself for being a little white-eyed wolf, her aunt was so good to her, she even complained about her aunt.

If he hadn't been drunk today, he would never have said these words.

After saying what she wanted to say, Kotoku finally quieted down. The little one was lying on Zhili's shoulder, his body sobbing from time to time, and his hand was still tightly gripping Zhili's clothes.

Zhili kept holding her like this, and his hand gently patted her back. It wasn't until the second half of the night, when Qin Jiu fell asleep, that Zhili slowly placed her on the bed and slowly broke her hands away.

Zhili pulled the quilt and put it on Qin Jiu, extinguished the candle with his sleeves, and gently closed the door and went out.

He walked out of Qin Jiu's room, and when he was about to walk to the study, a female voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Is it because of this mortal that you came back in a hurry?" ”