"You little girl, I'm not asking you, what are you doing looking at me like that?" The plane envoy noticed Dongfang Zitang's gaze and waved his sleeves, very dissatisfied.

Dongfang Zitang pursed his lips slightly, but did not speak.

"Oriental Hibiscus."

“…… Well? ”

"Why do you care about your age?"

"Uh......"

"Hmm."

"Huh?"

After finishing speaking, the plane envoy reacted, and Dongfang Zijin was originally answering his questions one by one.

"You and she don't feel like they're biological."

As soon as the plane envoy's words came out, Dongfang Zitang and Dongfang Zijin were stunned.

"My brother and I don't look like we're biological?"

Since she was a child, no one has ever said that she and Dongfang Zijin are not like brother and sister, and some people have even said that she and her brother know at a glance that they are coming out of a picture scroll.

And the plane emissary actually looked at them like brother and sister?

"Of course not, the reason can't be said," he is a plane emissary, and sometimes he sees things, but not as crude as these humans, "but he said that it was your brother, and you said before that you were surnamed Dongfang, if I guessed correctly, you were eighty percent adopted." ”

Dongfang Zitang: "......"

Although there is a gap with adoption, it is not far off.

Seeing this shrewd little girl's deflated expression, the plane envoy knew that he had guessed correctly: "So, the real surname Dongfang is not you, but him." ”

Dongfang Zitang nodded.

The elder brother's surname is indeed Dongfang, and the plane envoy has always cared about the surname Dongfang, but what does the surname Dongfang represent? And the surname Dongfang is a surname that appears in a completely closed small plane, and is not controlled by the world plane.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've never seen someone with the real surname Dongfang." The plane envoy looked at Dongfang Zitang on the surface, but he peeked at Dongfang Zijian.

It turned out that he thought that the person surnamed Dongfang would be this little girl, but he didn't expect it to be that man.

Dongfang Zitang: "...... You're still so bad at lying. ”

The plane emissary glared, "Is there one?" Ahh I'm telling the truth! ”

Dongfang Zitang didn't bother to argue with the plane envoy: "Then you still have something?" I'll take my brother with me if it's okay, lest you, bad old man, worry about my brother." ”

After speaking, Dongfang Zitang also hugged Dongfang Zijian's arm.

Qingmo: "......"

Plane Emissary: "......"

"Let's go, hurry up, you humans are really troublesome, a brother and sister are like a little couple." The plane envoy swept away the dust and disappeared directly with the consciousness of Zen Dan.

And after listening to the words of the plane envoy, Dongfang Zitang and Dongfang Zijin were both slightly stunned, aren't they just a little couple?

"Brother, the plane emissary said we were a little couple." Dongfang Zitang raised his eyes to look at Dongfang Zijian, and winked at him.

"That's right." Dongfang Zijin flicked Dongfang Zitang's forehead dotingly.

In the passage from the world plane to the big world plane, Dongfang Zitang had no way to log in to the virtual network world, and she also bought a lot of comics under Qingmo's persuasion for Qingmo to watch in the special spaceship.

It was precisely because Qingmo was too proud that Qingmo was directly discovered by Dongfang Zijin.

"You've always been in Tang'er's body?"

The temperature around seems to be a bit low.

"No, no! Even if I did, I was sleeping all the time! After finishing speaking, Qingmo hurriedly slipped towards Dongfang Zitang.

Maybe Dongfang Zijin deliberately let him go, or maybe his sentence that he had been sleeping caused the air around Dongfang Zijin to turn from cold to cold, in short, he successfully escaped into his master's body.

"He slept?" Dongfang Zijin asked Dongfang Zitang.

Qingmo, who was in Dongfang Zitang's body, breathed a sigh of relief just now, and when he heard Dongfang Zijin say this, he quickly closed his eyes and fell down.

"Hmm."

Dongfang Zitang didn't expect Dongfang Zijin to care so much about Qingmo's existence, so he also put down the comic book and explained for Qingmo: "He is my instrument spirit, so ......"

Dongfang Zijin shook his head and motioned for Dongfang Zitang not to explain.

Of course, he could see that Qingmo was a machine spirit, and he also understood that Qingmo, a wise machine spirit, would basically live in the master's body, but ......

This nasty machine spirit is actually closer to Tang'er than him.

"Brother, don't be unhappy, you come to see this comic, it's still a little interesting." Dongfang Zitang coughed lightly, although she didn't know why Dongfang Zijin would have such a big reaction to Qingmo, but if the relationship between her machine spirit and her sweetheart was too poor, it would not be good.

Dongfang Zijin saw that Dongfang Zitang had come to coax him, so naturally he didn't continue to exude cold air, he also sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Dongfang Zitang, and said in a low voice in Dongfang Zitang's ear: "What does Tang'er want to show me?" ”

Dongfang Zitang's ears immediately turned red, but she suppressed her body's reaction, and turned the pages of the book a little carelessly: "This, this one." ”

Dongfang Zijin: "......" Tang'er actually didn't say the right thing, but he still didn't tease Tang'er.

Dongfang Zijin decided not to tease Dongfang Zitang, he looked towards the comic book, wanting to see what kind of story Tang'er was inviting him to watch, but saw that the male protagonist in the comic book suddenly slammed the heroine's bed!

His eyes froze, and Dongfang Zijin felt that his qi and blood were a little high.

Tang'er ...... Why show him this?

Dongfang Zitang was bumped by the bass in Dongfang Zijian's ears just now, and she didn't notice what the content of the comic was, she flipped through the comic in her hand in a little panic, and she didn't notice that Dongfang Zijin's expression was a little abnormal.

Suddenly, Dongfang Zijin stretched out his hand, snatched the comic in Dongfang Zitang's hand, and even closed the comic book directly.

This sudden move made Dongfang Zitang calm down a little: "Brother? ”

Does my brother like this manga so much?

When she turned around, she noticed that Dongfang Zijin's ears were a little ruddy, but she didn't pay much attention to it.

"Don't read this comic again." Who would have thought that Dongfang Zijin would say such a sentence.

"Huh? Why? "My brother doesn't like this comic, he doesn't like this comic.

"Not why." After Dongfang Zijin finished speaking, he even burned the comics directly.

Dongfang Zitang: "......" It seems that my brother really hates comics.

In the future, don't ask your brother to read comics together. However, she herself has no interest in comics, but is just happy with Qingmo.

At first, she watched it with the idea that there might be good works in it, but after reading a few books, she was disappointed.

I looked at this book before, but I didn't want to completely fall into the eyes of my brother.

As soon as Dongfang Zitang wanted to finish speaking, he saw Dongfang Zijin actually get up and turned around: "Tang'er will rest for a while, and I'll go outside for a walk." ”

Dongfang Zitang hurriedly got up: "Then I'll accompany my brother." ”

"Not necessarily."

After speaking, Dongfang Zijin left directly like a gust of wind.

Dongfang Zitang looked at his hand stretched out in mid-air, his eyes were a little puzzled, my brother hates this comic so much, he hates it so much that he even hates the house and Wu?

No, how could her relationship with her brother be problematic because of this little comic? It's just that since there is no problem, why did my brother suddenly ......

Let's wait for my brother to come back and ask him.

Dongfang Zijin left and returned to his room, and hit the wall with a heavy punch. His punch was a blow that suppressed his body into a mortal state - the walls didn't hurt, and his hands were red.

But the pain in his hand didn't stop him from throwing another punch to the wall, his white jade knuckles cracked, and blood was faintly visible.