"Qingxue Gongzi is not alone, there is me and my brother, for us, Qingxue Gongzi is our family"

The warm hug didn't last long, and in just a few words, she walked out.

A drop of crystal eyes slipped from the corner of her eye, and Qingxue couldn't help choking anymore.

Hua Futian leaned against the door, listening to the suppressed choking sound inside.

She waited until he was in a better mood before she went back.

Qiu Lu was still asleep, she took off her coat, put out the candle, she lay down, and the person behind her hugged her waist, "Brother Xiaohan...... You're back."

With two muttering and smacking lips, there was a steady sound of breathing.

Hua Futian is also used to Qiu Lu's hugs, but he doesn't like to communicate with others, which makes her a little worried.

A year has passed, and Hua Futian has also reached the third level of qi training.

In the new year, similar to last year, Hua Futian has a more familiar relationship with the people here, and Hua Futian sometimes helps some sons buy things when he runs errands.

The relationship between Qiu Lu and Hua Futian is also better.

What surprised Hua Futian even more was that she had reached the eighth layer of Qi training.

Time flies quickly, Qingxue protects them very well, as long as Qiu Lu can't leave his yard, nothing happens, it's dull.

Soon the second year passed, Hua Futian was a year older, and so was Qiu Lu, his appearance gradually grew, and he was no longer suitable for being a small servant.

The curator was called here by Qingxue, and the curator looked at Qiulu's appearance and agreed to Qingxue's proposal.

arranged Qiu Lu in a remote courtyard in advance, and taught him the knowledge of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in advance.

The curator wanted to separate Qiu Lu and Hua Futian, and leave Hua Futian here in Qingxue, but Qiu Lu was unwilling, so the curator asked Hua Futian to persuade him.

This is a good opportunity, and there is no need to worry about Qiu Lu being remembered, Hua Futian and Qiu Lu came to the new courtyard, which is very remote and quiet, and no one will disturb it.

The curator came here with Qingxue.

Hua Futian persuaded Qiulu in his arms, "Be good, it's okay, Brother Xiaohan will come to see Xiaoqiu every day"

Qiu Lu shook her head, "No, I'll be with Brother Xiaohan"

He hugged him very tightly, Hua Futian rubbed Qiu Lu's hair, and coaxed it for a long time before Qiu Lu stayed here.

Hua Futian also returned to Qingxue's side, but he was absent-minded, and he didn't know what happened to Qiu Lu.

Accidentally broke the cup, reached out and accidentally cut his finger, blood rushed out, dripping on the ground, Qingxue saw this, and quickly grabbed her hand to medicate and bandage her.

"When it's cold, are you worried about the autumn dew?" Qingxue said helplessly, "He needs to grow up on his own, and it's not a way for you to keep him under his wings."

As long as you can complete the task, even if you protect Qiulu for the rest of your life, there will be no problem.

Qingxue lowered her head and blew the wound on her hand, and asked distressedly, "Does it still hurt?" ”

"Brother Qingxue, a little injury doesn't get in the way" Hua Futian said indifferently.

Qingxue knocked her on the head, "What do you mean it's not in the way, the blood is flowing out"

He looked down at the little hand in his hand was very white, and the skin was also very good, as long as he pinched it a little harder, it was a red mark, and the bleeding stopped, but these two children were used to being together, and they were definitely not used to separating them suddenly.

"Oh no, when it's cold, you go out with me"

Sanwen burst in breathlessly, and Hua Futian frowned, "What's going on?"