Chapter 187: Blood Connection

Yan Tian in the house also had almost no sleep all night.

"Dangdang!"

A faint figure was reflected in the window, and a knock on the door was heard at the same time.

Yan Tian had a slight headache, and although he couldn't sleep, he still didn't want to get up.

Therefore, she simply ignored the maid outside the door, hugged the quilt, and wrapped herself tightly.

"Dangdang!"

The maid outside the door knocked on the door persistently, and Yan Tian in the house still did not move.

I don't want to see people, I don't want to pay attention to people, it's like decadence......

How long has it been since I felt this way?

"Dangdang!"

The knocking continued, but this time it was much weaker, as if the courage of the man outside the door had been drained.

Then, Yan heard the villain outside the door muttering in disappointment, "Sister Tilting hasn't gotten up yet?" ”

It's Xia'er!!

"Alas!" Yan Tian sighed and forced himself to speak, "Little Fannier, right?" The door is unlocked, come in. ”

"Huh?" Rong Yixia, who was outside the house, was suddenly very happy, pushed the door in with a "squeak", and a touch of pink jumped into Yan Tian's now bloodshot eyes, "Sister Ting, have you recovered your memory?!" ”

"Hmm......" The morning light came out of the door, Yan Tian held it up a little dazzlingly, and reached out to block it, but the sunlight still sneaked through her fingers and reflected in her eyes, "It's so dazzling......"

"Isn't Sister Tilting up yet?" Rong Yixia said strangely, and didn't notice Yan Tian's strange movements, but just walked in.

"Go close the door, Charles." Yan Tian commanded.

"Oh." Rong Yixia turned around and closed the door he had just opened.

Taking advantage of Rong Yixia's turn, Yan leaned up, but he felt a splitting headache, groggy, as if he had a lead block in his head, and he couldn't lift his head heavily.

That's what happens when you can't sleep all night!

"Hmm......" Yan Tian whispered**, Rong Yixia heard this, and hurriedly ran to Yan Tian's side and knelt in front of Yan Tian's bed:

"Sister Tilting, your face is not very good!" Rong Yixia said worriedly.

And Rong Yixia's actions also surprised Yan Tian: "Xia'er, what are you doing here!" Get up! ”

"Huh?" Rong Yixia looked at herself and didn't seem to find anything wrong, "What's wrong, Sister Tilting?" Is there something wrong? ”

"Why are you kneeling in front of my bed? Get up! Yan Tian had never been bowed down by others, and Rong Yixia's kneeling made her quite uncomfortable, "Is there anything we can say?" Why do you have to kneel? ”

"Get on your knees?" Rong Yixia tilted her little head strangely, "But in front of Daddy's bed, Xia Er has always been like this!" ”

Rong Yixia's natural attitude made Yan Tian's heart ache - how much has this child suffered......

"Your father is your father, I am me, get up and sit beside me." Yan Tian tried his best to keep his tone steady, and said without refusal.

"Huh? I think it's good just now......" Although Rong Yixia said this, she still sat down obediently in front of Yan Tian, "That's right! Sister Tilt, you've regained your memory! That's nice!! ”

Actually, Rong Yixia likes Yan Tian to call her Little Fan Nier the most, because, whenever this time, she can hear full of doting from Yan Tian's tone!

"Hmm......" Yan Tian smiled bitterly, recovering his memory, and then facing the truth......

Xia Er is that person's biological flesh and blood, but she also lives so happily, it's really ...... Envious and jealous......

If you really talk about it, maybe Dad and Su Mo were the protagonists of martial arts back then, but today, twenty years later, Rong Yixia and Senior Brother are the protagonists of the story, right?

I am probably the one who has been forgotten by history......

"Sister Tilting, ...... you" Rong Yixia cautiously observed her words and asked softly, "You don't seem to be very happy...... Did Xia Er make you sleep? ”

"Little Fannelle! Unexpectedly, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have learned to observe words and colors, which is really not simple! Yan Tian smiled and touched Rong Yixia's little head, "However, this is the most basic skill to survive in the Gao family!" Congratulations! ”

"Uh......?" Rong Yixia tilted her head, not understanding what Yan Tian meant, "Is Sister Tilting angry with Xia'er?" ”

"Silly girl!" Yan Tian said dotingly, "Of course not, besides, I'm not angry, I'm just ......"

As for this, Yan Tian was stunned, not knowing what to say.

"What's the matter, Sister Tilt, why don't you speak?" Rong Yixia asked.

"It's nothing," Yan Tian smiled, "What's the matter, little girl, why did you come to me so early in the morning?" ”

"She's not a little girl anymore! Everyone is almost sixteen! Rong Yixia easily forgot the question she had just asked, and pouted in defense, "And it's not early, it's almost noon, it's too lazy!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes! It's me who is too lazy! Yan Tian smiled, "Okay, let's say, what's the matter with you?" ”

"It's nothing...... Rong Yixia frowned at her delicate eyebrows, "I just feel uncomfortable in my heart." That beautiful big brother yesterday ......"

"Hmm." Yan Tian's smile was a little stiff, now that Mei Xie is dead, Xia Er ...... It is already the only bloodline of Meizhuang - a bloodline that has not inherited any of Meizhuang's skills.

However, probably only in this way can I spend my life happily under the protection of Gao Mohan, right?

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.

"What happened to that big brother yesterday?" Yan Tian asked.

"It's nothing......" Rong Yixia scratched her little head, "I just feel uncomfortable in my heart......"