The last time Feng Zixuan was designed, the group of cats and dogs led by her drove the reporter away, and the person behind the scenes didn't seem to have any more action.

Now that Feng Zixuan is so popular, how can the people behind the scenes have no movement?

No matter what, Qingyun felt that it was necessary to give Feng Zixuan a preventive injection in advance tonight.

After all, he is a child, if the person behind the scenes does it, it is very likely to hurt Feng Zixuan's simple heart, and it will not be good if it leaves a psychological shadow because of this.

Qingyun scratched his head, feeling so tired of taking care of the child.

That night, Qingyun sneaked onto Feng Zixuan's bed, entered his dream again, and told him that he was very popular now, and there were many people who liked him, but there would also be people who didn't like him, and they might even find out what happened to him before, and deliberately reversed black and white to frame him, this kind of person he doesn't need to take to heart, he just needs to shoot videos well, study hard, and the facts will prove everything.

Who knew that after Feng Zixuan heard this, he did not agree as obediently as before, but asked rhetorically: "If I don't fight back, will they bully me even more?" ”

"Uh...... This one...... You're still a child, don't worry about this, just leave this to the adults. Qingyun replied.

"Is it Aunt Zhang Min? But she doesn't necessarily know about me, and I don't think she can do PR. Feng Zixuan refuted Qingyun with the appearance of a little adult.

Qingyun: ......

I've never seen such a smart person, why is it suddenly so clever in my dreams?

It's hard!

She thought about it, and finally said to Feng Zixuan: "Then you can talk to Aunt Zhang Min about some of your possible problems in advance, so that she can prepare in advance." ”

"No, weaknesses can't be shown to other people." Feng Zixuan refused.

Qingyun: ......

This kind of nonsense that I learned somewhere, it sounds very reasonable.

This kid has watched too much TV, and he can't watch TV for him in the future, and he is not as obedient as before.

"Your Aunt Zhang Min is no one else, you can trust her." Qingyun persuaded.

"No, she's only a good partner, not enough to deliver everything." Feng Zixuan refused.

Qingyun: This stinky boy!

Where does it make so much sense?

No, we can't delay any longer, the spiritual power is not enough.

Qingyun hurriedly said: "Then if you encounter a problem, tell Aunt Zhang Min more, if you meet someone who doesn't like you, don't care, if you can't do it, slap him in the face with your academic performance!" ”

After speaking, Qingyun's consciousness instantly broke away from Feng Zixuan's dream and returned to himself.

As soon as his consciousness returned to his body, Qingyun suddenly felt that his body was weak and had no strength at all.

I'm so hungry!

Qingyun stood up, felt that all four legs were trembling, and stepped on the bed, like stepping on cotton, staggering, unable to lift a little strength.

Oh, my mother, it's all to blame Feng Zixuan, this stinky boy, he retorted when she said a word, causing her to accidentally waste a little time, and all her spiritual power was exhausted.

Is it easy for her to save some spiritual power?

The aura of this world is so thin, it took two months to save the spiritual power of a fingernail, and as a result, it was all gone.

In the dark, Feng Zixuan opened his eyes, looked at the black shadow swaying on his bed, couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and asked, "Little girl, why did you run to the bed?" Do you want to sleep with me? ”

As he spoke, he circled Qingyun, who was too reluctant to climb to the side of the bed.

Qingyun: ......

Little bunny, let go of me!

Qingyun struggled hard, but his whole body was weak, and he couldn't break free of Feng Zixuan's hand at all.

As soon as Feng Zixuan touched Qingyun, he immediately realized that something was wrong, why was the hair on her body suddenly so rough, it felt like touching a handful of straw?

"What's wrong with you, little girl?"

Feng Zixuan sat up from the bed at once, turned on the lamp, and saw that the Qingyun hair on the bed exploded, and there was no luster under the light, and the whole body seemed to be smaller, just like the first time he saw her in the alley.

Qingyun saw Feng Zixuan let go of his hand, lifted his breath, and was about to jump out of bed.

Who knew that Feng Zixuan stretched out his arm and hugged Qingyun into his arms.

No, I'm going down!

Let me go!

Qingyun desperately grabbed the sheets and refused to let go.

In the end, he was hugged into Feng Zixuan's arms, and his mouth happened to hit Feng Zixuan's red dot.

Belch......

Qingyun felt that her whole dog was not good, she struggled to break away from Feng Zixuan's embrace, slipped into the living room, fiercely bit open a bag of snacks, and feasted on it.

Feng Zixuan followed and walked out and sat down on the sofa.

As soon as Qingyun saw him approaching, he immediately picked up a snack and ran into another room, and closed the door by the way, blocking Feng Zixuan's view.

Feng Zixuan saw that Qingyun ignored him, and hid in other rooms, and realized that she wouldn't be angry, right?

He touched his head a little innocently, thinking that he didn't seem to have done anything wrong.

Why are you still angry all of a sudden?

A bag of snacks is in my stomach, and the hunger caused by the exhaustion of spiritual power has also subsided.

Qingyun lay on the ground and exhaled, feeling that his body was finally much better.

Feng Zixuan, a big pit, is really getting more and more uncute now.

Qingyun was a little indignant.

Could it be that this child has reached the stage of rebellion?

Well, wouldn't it?

Isn't he only in junior high school? It's going to be rebellious so soon?

Thinking like this, Qingyun began to worry again, she scratched her head with her paws irritably, and actually scratched a lot of dog hair.

Qingyun: ......

Is this the rhythm of baldness?

My mother, when no one is bald, but a dog is bald?

Qingyun was so frightened that he quickly covered his head and comforted himself: It must be an illusion, how can any dog be bald?

emmmm, it may also be the sequelae caused by the exhaustion of spiritual power, as long as she replenishes her spiritual power, she should be fine.

No, you have to hurry up and cultivate, save more spiritual power, and this situation must not occur again in the future.

I'm the prettiest dog, how can I be bald?

Qingyun immediately sat on the ground and turned on the crazy cultivation mode, completely leaving Feng Zixuan who was sitting outside behind.

Poor Feng Zixuan was still waiting outside stupidly, hoping that Qingyun would be able to dissipate his anger, but he was stunned until the next morning, he was going to school, and Qingyun had not yet come out of the room.

Feng Zixuan could only go to school first with a dejected face.

Qingyun's cultivation was a whole day, and he finally saved a trace of spiritual power the size of a hair in the dantian, and then he slowly opened his eyes, thinking that he shouldn't lose his hair now.

As soon as she got up, a handful of hair fell off her body, flew in the air with her movements, and slowly fell to the ground.

Qingyun: ......

Feng Zixuan walked out of the school gate after school, and found that Qingyun didn't come to pick him up, and wondered in his heart that he didn't seem to have done anything excessive yesterday, why did he make Qingyun angry for so long?

Feng Zixuan walked forward a little depressed, and before he had gone far, Wang Qiuju suddenly pounced out of an unknown corner and stopped in front of him and cried:

"Zixuan, why are you ignoring me? Where did you go? I can't find you when I go to where you live, go, and go home with me. ”