"Huan'er, ...... this?" Seeing this, Ouyang Gurong on the side finally asked suspiciously.

Although he knew that Cheng Huan was not a vexatious person, when he saw the tearful green vines, Ouyang Gurong couldn't help but be slightly startled.

"Qingman, say it yourself." Cheng Huan just turned back to the footstool and did it quietly, throwing Ouyang Gurong's question to Qingman.

How much you want to say and how you want to say it are all just between the thoughts of Qingman.

At this time, Qingman seemed to use all his strength to stop the tears that had slipped from his eyes.

"Brother Arong, it's all my fault, I gave Cheng Huan a mandala, and in order to detoxify, Cheng Huan will scratch his limbs." Choked slightly, Qingman confessed what he had done during the time that Ouyang Gurong was not there.

Ouyang Gurong's narrow black eyes were slightly raised, and although he didn't say much, he had already quietly protected Cheng Huan's side.

And then ...... Then I went on a rampage to prove to me that you love. Qingman continued to avoid the important and said lightly.

Cheng Huan smiled softly, and she didn't want to say anything more about the parts that Qingman deliberately omitted.

"Qingman, for the sake of you saving Tianjun's life, I won't pursue it anymore, you go home." Without even raising his eyes to look at Qingman, Ouyang Gurong just said coldly.

"Brother Arong, you beat me and scold me, it's all bad for me, don't drive me away." As soon as Qingman heard Ouyang Gurong's cold words, she immediately grabbed Ouyang Gurong's sleeve in a red dress, crying and begging.

Ouyang Gurong just waved his wide sleeves slightly, leaned down and looked at the scars on Cheng Huan's hands and feet, and a few cold lights faintly flashed in his black eyes.

Ten years ago, he failed to protect Chenghuan, causing her to fall off a cliff.

Unexpectedly, ten years later, he still failed to protect Cheng Huan, not only injured her hands and feet, but even made her ruin her appearance with her own hands.

Bursts of deep self-blame suddenly surged into Ouyang Gurong's heart.

"Rong, a qiē is my own choice, and it has nothing to do with others." As if he knew the self-blame in Ouyang Gurong's heart, Cheng Huan said gently.

"You can not leave, but you are not allowed to appear within a radius of ten zhang from Chenghuan." After half a ring, Ouyang Gurong raised a pair of cold black eyes, looked at Qingman coldly and said.

That tone was like announcing the life and death of a prisoner.

Hearing that Ouyang Gurong was willing to change his words, Qingman got up and ran out of the wooden house like a fire amnesty.

She didn't expect that Cheng Huan would really dare to ruin her appearance.

"Huan'er, why are you so troubled" It was only when the wooden house was quiet again that Ouyang Gurong caressed Cheng Huan's face and said pityingly.

"You don't dislike my ugly aunt, it's worth it." Cheng Huan leaned on Ouyang Gurong's shoulder, but there was endless tenderness and sweetness in his words.

In this world, what could be more beautiful than sincere love.

"The wind under Chenghuan's knees will always be the most beautiful in my heart." Stroking Cheng Huan's hair, Ouyang Gurong's tone also became soft and warm.

The lost and regained Chenghuan, no matter what it becomes, is indeed the most beautiful existence for him.

"Ahem, it looks like I didn't come at the right time." It was at this moment that an abrupt male voice sounded at the door.

As soon as he heard the voice of the person, Cheng Huan's ink-splashed pupils suddenly became bright.

It's not so much a person as a mythical beast.

Standing in the doorway was the one with the blue scales, the dragon.

"Dragon! What are you doing here!? Cheng Huan looked at the dragon standing at the door, and asked in surprise.

"Why, the little couple is so affectionate, they have forgotten my old man's existence?" The dragon replied with a light smile.

Without waiting for Cheng Huan to say hello, he walked straight to the wooden house and sat on the footstool opposite Cheng Huan.

Cheng Huan also smiled with his eyebrows, the dragon was just an ancient beast under her contract, at most an old beast.

He was embarrassed to take the name of "old man".

"You won't summon me when you come back, but I've been keeping your contract." The dragon pretended to complain coquettishly.

It wasn't until he returned to the Kunlun Mountains to recuperate that the dragon discovered something that had been overlooked by everyone.

Cheng Huan made a life and death contract with him!

He is still standing alive in front of everyone, which means that Cheng Huan is actually fine except for losing contact.

If Cheng Huan had already suffered a misfortune at that time, the dragon would naturally not be able to appear in front of everyone unharmed.

Although the dragon can tear up the contract at a critical moment, it will also suffer a great backlash itself.

However, Ryuyi was not controlled by the contract, and fell into reincarnation with Cheng Huan. Second, he was not eaten by the force and was seriously injured.

There is only one explanation for so long, and that is - Cheng Huan is not dead!

All immersed in the weight of grief and did not think of it.

Even the dragon itself has ignored this point.

It wasn't until he returned to Kunlun Mountain to refine that he suddenly thought of it.

However, at that time, no matter how many times he cruised under the abyss, he couldn't sense Cheng Huan's existence after all.

"Then how do you know I'm in the cottage?" Cheng Huan looked at the coquettish dragon and asked hesitantly.

The dragon obviously has a great disdain for Cheng Huan for ignoring the fact that the two freshmen are the same.

After throwing Cheng Huan a disdainful look, the dragon said in a deep voice: "The signal of danger in your heart just now was too heavy, so you woke up the sleeping me. ”

Cheng Huan lowered his eyebrows and recalled the signal of danger.

Could it be that when I learned that I was poisoned and couldn't move my limbs!?

At this time, Cheng Huan inadvertently turned sideways, and the dragon found the long scar on Cheng Huan's left face.

The bright red blood stains had solidified, and it was obvious that they were newly added scars.

"Is it for this scar?" At this time, the dragon asked.

At the mention of the dragon, Cheng Huan's jade fingers climbed slightly up his cheeks and stroked all the way down the edge of the hot scar.

Even Cheng Huan, who has always been breezy and calm, couldn't help but flash a trace of distraction at this moment.

"It's not because of this, it's probably because when Fang was poisoned by the mandala, his limbs couldn't move, so his thoughts became a little stronger." However, after a while, Cheng Huan took care of his mood and replied lightly.

"Where have you been in the past ten years? If it's all right, why don't you call me? Seeing that Cheng Huan obviously didn't want to talk about it, the dragon turned bricks and began to interrogate.

Cheng Huan smiled, she had already stated her story twice in the past few days, and now she really can't tell it again.

"I've been under the abyss." After half a ring, Cheng Huan replied lightly.

"Nonsense, I've been to that abyss more than once!" The dragon clearly didn't believe it.

Cheng Huan glanced sideways at Ouyang Gurong beside him, and the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had expected such a reaction from the dragon meeting.

"It's a long story, if you're interested, you can let Ah Rong tell it to you. Now I have to go see my children. Standing up lazily, Cheng Huan said meaningfully.

Cheng Huan's words fell, and the dragon followed her out of the wooden house in a hurry.

Ouyang Gurong's cold temperament is not something he hasn't felt, if he wants to listen to Ouyang Gurong's story, he would rather come out and bask in the sun outside the house.

Cheng Huan smiled, and regardless of the dragon wandering arbitrarily under the sun, he put a piece of white yarn in front of him, and walked to the room where Gu Nan was.

"Already awake?" Looking at Gu Nan, who was already sitting at the round table studying, Cheng Huan asked softly.

As soon as he saw Cheng Huan enter the house, Gu Nan immediately put down the book in his hand and walked to Cheng Huan's side.

"An old friend of mine has come to visit me, would you be interested in visiting him with me?" Holding Gu Nan's little hand, Cheng Huan asked softly.

Gu Nan nodded obediently.

Pulling Gu Nan, Cheng Huan walked to another wooden house.

"Mother, why did you come!" Before Cheng Huan pushed the door, Tianjun had already jumped up and opened the wooden door.

Cheng Huan looked at Tianjun standing at the door with a smile, and already understood in his heart that it seemed that Tianjun had inherited her extraordinary ear power.

"My mother's deceased came to visit, and I will take you and Nan'er's brother to meet him, okay?" Cheng Huan still said patiently.

Tianjun's temperament has always been hearty, and before Cheng Huan's words fell, he had already taken Cheng Huan's right hand and walked towards the wooden house.

Directly ahead, it was a dragon in a green shirt.

Cheng Huan couldn't help but secretly think in his heart that Gu Nan's quiet and steady personality was more like Ouyang Gurong.

I don't know whose temperament Tianjun followed, so hearty and generous.

But his little bit of deep insight is much stronger than that of ordinary teenagers.