Battle Seven: "......"

Ji Luo: "Huh? Brother Qiqi, why did you get a nosebleed? ”

"Nosebleeds...... Nosebleed...... Nosebleeds ......"

Zhan Qimeng snorted, and quickly wiped his hands under his nose, but he didn't feel the touch of dampness and heat.

He opened his eyes in confusion.

Bright crystal chandeliers, white ceilings, warm and comfortable beds, and a faint fragrance linger around.

Was it all a dream?

But why is it so real?

What if that wasn't a dream?

Is it a lost memory of his childhood?

That would explain why he had the same blood as Ji Luo.

Zhan Qi lay on the bed and recalled the scene in his dream, wanting to get more information, but the more he tried to retrieve his lost memories, the more confused he felt.

It was as if a fog hung over his mind, and he was lost in it.

Just when Zhan Qi was desperately recalling, the bed next to him suddenly shook twice, and then a tender white arm smashed down.

"Smack!" Zhan Qi was slapped stiffly.

Immediately after, one leg pressed up and smashed right on his stomach, causing him to frown deeply in pain.

"Brother Qiqi ~ Luo Luo wants to hug ~"

Ji Luo's coquettish voice sounded in Zhan Qi's ears, making him subconsciously think of the picture he saw before waking up, and his eyes were full of doting looks.

What if you can't remember the past?

At least, Kiro was by his side now.

He has nothing, but he has time to slowly dig into the lost memories until he completely unlocks the shackles of childhood memories.

Zhan Qi turned over and gently hugged Ji Luo into his arms.

"Luo Luo, your little Qiqi will always accompany you, and he will never go anywhere again."

He patted Ji Luo's back, and his doting tone was like eating honey, so sweet that the whole room smelled of happiness.

Looking down, the wound on Ji Luo's neck has completely healed, and the faint traces seem to have been injured for a long time, and there is no shocking thing to see before.

For Ji Luo's super healing ability, Zhan Qi was not surprised.

Because, so does he.

It must have something to do with blood, he thought.

"Hmm!"

"Bang!"

Zhan Qi was thinking about it, when he suddenly felt that he had been kicked, and then rolled a few times and smashed to the ground, making him grin in pain.

This sensation of being kicked is unusually familiar.

It seems that the previous two times were also kicked out of bed by Ji Luo!

Zhan Qi was kicked, not only was he not angry, but he also looked up at Ji Luo happily.

At this time, Ji Luo had already sat up from the bed, wearing a white princess nightdress, looking at himself with confused eyes, and looking at Zhan Qi suspiciously.

"Xiao Qiqi, why don't you sleep on the ground without clothes?"

She blinked innocently twice, as if she really didn't know why Zhan Qi was lying on the ground.

Moreover, Xiao Qiqi is too thin.

There are hard muscles all over the body, and it's not comfortable to hold at all.

Zhan Qi's eyes dodged, and his cheeks were as red as boiled shrimp.

“…… Belch...... Sleep cooler this way...... It's too hot...... Hehe......"

Zhan Qi replied with a smile, rubbed the floor and squirmed twice to the side of the bed, silently ripped off a sheet from the bed and held it in his arms, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

Where do his clothes go?

Zhan Qi just got up from the ground and wanted to find a dress to put on, but the door was smashed at this time.

Immediately after that, everyone in the family flocked to the ......