Lingering dust lying on the soft couch covered with a thick quilt and coughing, since he was sick, the whole cave has been turned upside down by the streamer, and slowly has a normal taste of home, and his stone bed has also been dismantled by the streamer and replaced with a soft couch.

Yingchen had to admit that Streamer was indeed a serious and responsible subordinate, and a subordinate who was too conscientious and responsible.

I haven't been sick for a long time, maybe I haven't tried the feeling of being taken care of when I'm sick for a long time, so I also got lazy, thinking about resting for a few more days before paying attention to the disturbances outside the room. But in my heart...... But I still can't stop being sad.

Cold-Blooded Monster ......

I hate you......

Those words pierced Haunting Chen's heart like a needle prick, and it kept stinging, and even the midnight dream was the scene where Le Er said those words to herself that day.

Emperor Wenchang and Lian Qiao, who had just come out of the customs, said that Yingchen was self-inflicted, and he deserved to find himself no longer there. Le'er is not a child, so why can't he do such a thing.

As soon as Yingchen woke up that day, he saw Le'er kneeling beside his bed with red eyes.

Yingchen didn't pay attention to him, but frowned slightly as he looked at the smiling streamer who was guarding the side.

"Sister, are you awake......" Le Er lowered her head, her voice was thin and small, like a mosquito humming, but Yingchen still heard the hoarseness in his voice. After not seeing her for three days, Le'er had already lost a lot of weight, her spirit was also very poor, and her eyes were red and swollen. This child probably cried for a long time because of the spicy thing, and Yingchen looked at him very distressed. But looking at the bruises on his face, he couldn't help frowning, but despite this, Yingchen didn't say anything in the end, silently tilting his head to the side.

"Sister, I was wrong...... I shouldn't have said that...... you."

“……”

"I know you're all for my good."

"It's also for your good to kill Xixin? I don't think it'......."

"Streamer has already sued me for everything, it's my fault, but you're also at fault."

Really...... Yingchen looked at the streamer and frowned dissatisfiedly. The streamer blinked innocently, and his smile was full of happiness.

"This thing...... I do have something wrong, and I apologize to you. Blame me if you want, I don't mind. ”

"Sister......

“……”

"Sister, are you still angry with me?"

"No, I've never been angry, it's just ...... Heartache. I never thought my pleasure would say something like that to me. However, I also thought about it later, and Emperor Jue Wenchang's words were correct. Le'er will say these things because Le'er has grown up, and Le'er has grown up, and I should be happy. ”

"Sister......" Le'er stepped forward and gently held Yingchen's hand, her eyes were full of apology and distress, "Why are you sick?" ”

"I'm mad at you!"

"Huh? Didn't you just say you weren't angry? ”

"I just dared to talk back after apologizing."

Le'er blinked and lowered her head silently, looking like a child who had done something wrong and was discovered.

"The wound on your face...... How did you get it? Yingchen stretched out his cold hand and gently touched the bruises on Le'er's face, his eyes full of distress. Hit it yourself? ”

"It's not!" Le'er angrily pointed to the streamer, hugged Yingchen's arm and complained, "Sister, he beat me, he bullied me when you didn't hurt me." ”

"Huh?"

Streamer looked at Le'er helplessly, and blinked in great confusion, this kid knew that he would be beaten harder.

"Streamer, did you do it?"

Yingchen squinted at the streamer, and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes.

"Yes......" Streamer admitted with a dry smile, "this...... It was an unexpected ......."

Le'er was secretly happy, thinking that Yingchen wanted to avenge herself, but she didn't expect Yingchen to change her words and help the streamer, "Good fight, you should fight harder, and take a good breath for me!" ”

"Yes, master."

"Sister, streamer, you ...... Sister, you favor him! You really don't love me anymore! ”

Outside the room, Mo Qi listened to the noisy sounds in the room, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Yiqiē has returned to the original point, but it seems that something is different again.

After Le'er left, Haunting Chen's mood was finally relieved, but he felt even heavier.

Streamer stood aside, looking at Yingchen's preoccupied appearance, but he didn't know what he should do.

"Streamer?"

"Huh?"

"Why don't you come over for a moment?"

Streamer was stunned, and walked to the side of Haunting Chen's bed with some hesitation. "Master, what ...... you have"

Before the streamer finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed his hand. Streamer was stunned, looked at Yingchen in surprise, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Sit here and let me ...... Lean for a while, just for a while......"

“……”

Streamer nodded, and sat down on the edge of the couch obediently, but his expression was a little unnatural.

"It's strange, you're a water unicorn, I thought you should be cold, but I didn't expect it to be so warm. It's the same as Zeran......"

"Does the master treat me as the Phoenix Emperor?"

"No, you're you, he's his ......" Yingchen smiled lightly, "I just suddenly felt a little tired, those who don't want others to see, and don't know what to do, the only way to think about it is to look for you." ”

"It's not an honor to be a streamer."

"Streamer."

"Huh?"

"You say, can I make it?"

Streamer was stunned, did she mean the resurrection of Zeran? He smiled and nodded slightly, "It must be possible." ”

"But I'm afraid ......"

"The master is afraid? If this matter spreads, everyone will have no shortage of talking points after dinner. ”

Yingchen smiled, but there was a sadness in his eyes, "I'm afraid that I didn't succeed, I didn't succeed, I didn't resurrect Zeran, I didn't resurrect my sister, and I would disappoint Le'er." ”

"No, sure."

"You just believe me?"

"Because you are the master of the streamer, because you are the only demon god in the world." The streamer looked at Yingchen and smiled lightly, and for a moment the eyes seemed to bloom with beautiful flowers.

There was no sound of speech in the room, and the sound of steady breathing came out of the quiet air. Streamer looked at Haunting Chen, who was sleeping like a child on his lap, and smiled unconsciously. His eyes wandered, and something warm seemed to flash in his eyes. Streamer lowered his head and stared at Yingchen, his eyes full of tenderness. He blinked, hesitantly stretched out his right hand, trembling against Haunting Dust's cheek, poking and poking lightly in her face, snickering like a child who had succeeded in his mischief.

Streamer blinked again, interlocking her hand with her cold fingers, feeling her hand smile contentedly as she became warm little by little.

Well...... That's fine......