Mu Zisu pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

Xiao Xian sighed again, and somehow in his mind, Luo Hu's noisy voice echoed, "Virtuous son-in-law, virtuous son-in-law, virtuous son-in-law." "Hang around him.

"Do you know that your father has always wanted me to be your husband. can become a husband and wife, it is all consensual. You have no idea about it, and if I share a bed with you, you will marry me. It's not fair to you. ”

Mu Zisu still didn't react.

Although there was no emotion in her eyes, Xiao Xian's tense little face made Xiao Xian feel as if she was angry. His heart suddenly softened.

Xiao Xian sighed, took her soft body into his arms, and smiled helplessly and dotingly: "I didn't expect you to be such a clingy child." Okay, I'm not leaving, you can sleep. ”

As if she understood, she suddenly let go of her hand and closed her eyes contentedly.

Through a layer of quilt, Xiao Xian's guilt was also a little less. But he suddenly felt that she was a living person, and she was not a 'thing' made by Rahu in a strange way. Being so close to her, he could even feel her warm breath, and she also had a personality of her own. At the moment, it seems that she is stubborn...... Still very stubborn.

Originally, he was a Taoist who never knew the love of the world and did not eat the fireworks of the world, and a sword immortal who came and went freely in the breeze and the moon, as if at this moment, he suddenly had a concern in his heart. He couldn't wait to hear her, to see her bouncing in front of him, and he wanted to hear her—to call his name.

Even though Mu Zisu has always sat quietly and obediently beside him and listened to his stories, he was at his mercy. But slowly, she was able to speak.

She stumbled when she spoke, like a child who had just learned to speak. Her voice is as clear as a bowl of cold lotus seed soup on a summer day.

When Xiao Xian woke up from her dream that day, she saw her sitting beside her, her head messy, her clothes disheveled, and she was looking at herself motionlessly. The crimson clothes hung loosely on her body, and her snow-white breasts loomed in the breeze.

He sat up, helped her tidy up her dirty clothes, and scratched her delicate little nose again, "What's wrong?" Look at me like this. ”

She looked at him expressionlessly, and her tone was cold, "Hungry." ”

Xiao Xian was embarrassed, she just ate a whole sheep last night, why was she hungry again......

"You wait for me to dress you and wash you. Then ask your father for some food," he said, "Why don't I take you to a good place, where everything is delicious?" ”

Mu Zisu nodded obediently.

Interestingly, Xiao Xian must not have imagined that many years later, Mu Zisu would also take care of him like he took care of her today, carefully and gently. will also hold his hand, tirelessly, telling him the same story over and over again.

Xiao Xian was just about to leave, but suddenly stood still, and after a while, he turned back to her and asked, "Do you remember what your name is?" ”

"Shiso."

"Shiso is so smart." He stroked her head, picked up a piece of pastry, and fed it to her. As a reward. Luo Hu always said that the method he taught Mu Zisu was a bit like training a dog......

He asked her tentatively, "Then you, remember my name?" ”

After Mu Zisu swallowed the dim sum raw, he said coldly: "Xiao Xian." ”