"Then don't say it." Bai Xiao often glared at him unhappily, but a guard rose in his heart.

Ling Huyan was not angry, with a usual smile on his face, but there were some other things that Bai Xiaochang didn't understand: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth." ”

"If you want, then it's good for you, I'm not bad for these things anyway." Bai Xiaochang snorted, didn't want to be entangled, and turned back to the firewood room.

"What?" Who knew that when Ling Huyan heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he crushed the two fruits on the ground with one kick, and then stepped forward in two steps and grabbed Bai Xiaochang's arm, and asked coldly, "What did you say?" Say it again? ”

"What are you doing!" Bai Xiaochang was so angry that it was not that the fruit was trampled on, but that Ling Huyan suddenly grabbed her arm, making her unable to move.

"What do you mean by throwing me things you don't want?!" Ling Hu Yan's face became strange, and his lips became pale.

She didn't understand the mind of this kind of person, "What I don't want, didn't I just pick it up?" ”

"This ......" made Hu Yan's hand loosen, as if it was the case.

She strode towards the firewood room: "Inexplicable fellow. ”

"Why give it to me?" Ling Huyan lowered his head, turned his feet, looked at the two milky white fruits that had been trampled flat, and he muttered to himself.

"Thank you for helping me when I'm in the kitchen today." I don't know why, though.

She suddenly turned back and stood in front of him.

Before he could speak, his hand was grabbed, and there were two more round things in his hand.

This time she didn't say anything and went back.

He looked at the beautiful fruit as beautiful as the moon in his hand in a daze, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

That night, he dreamed about what happened when he was a child.

He was abandoned by his parents at a very young age and wandered around alone.

When he was four years old, he fainted on the side of the road and was rescued by a kind old woman.

The grandmother and her family were going to move to Juling City, and the kind grandmother asked him to go with him and take care of him as a family member.

It was the only happy time in his life.

But the happiness did not last long, the grandmother died, her only son had an accident and died, and the daughter-in-law could not bear such pain and committed suicide.

He returned to the streets, and later learned that his grandmother's family had been killed, but he didn't know who it was.

When he was six years old, he was picked up by an uncle of the Gathering Spirit Sect, so he began to live in the Gathering Spirit Sect.

But the uncle died of illness soon after, and he had no one to take care of him, and the people in the sect disliked him and scolded him as a little beggar.

He can only find food to eat in the garbage thrown out of the kitchen to make ends meet.

Until one day, he was injured by a group of children who grew up in the Spirit Gathering Sect, and he was lying on the ground with scars.

A young pink girl ran over, her delicate face seemed to be carved from jade, her eyes were wide open, and she asked him with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

He felt that his heart was about to stop, and he looked at the little girl in a daze.

"Are you alright?" The little girl asked again.

He came back to his senses, and before he could speak, he saw her run away.

He smiled sarcastically, she just thought it was funny.

Unexpectedly, a quarter of an hour later, the little girl appeared again, still holding something wrapped in butter paper in her arms, and her white jade-like face was a little crimson.

"Here you go!"