Yan Fang's eyes were misty, and the small figure stood quietly outside the door for a long time.

"Uh-huh......"

A puppy ran over with its tail cocked and its head held high, and gently lay at her feet, its eyes constantly turning from side to side, and it was cute and cute.

Yan Fang squatted down and reached out to stroke its little head, leaving a trace of red where the palm passed, the puppy seemed to like her like this stroke, and tried to raise its head as high as possible to cater to it, and occasionally made a very enjoyable sound in its mouth, and the voice was low and pitiful, as if it had been wronged.

Looking at the blush left on the puppy's head, Yan Fang slowly raised her right hand, and there were several shocking blood marks in the palm of her hand that were clearly exposed to the air, and it looked very eye-catching on her immature little hands, which was after she heard An Yazi's words when she entered the courtyard just now, her nails were deeply wounded in the flesh, and Yating, who was standing on the side, didn't have time to find out, otherwise I believe she would not shake her head lightly and was helpless for Yan Fang's child's heart, Xian'er at the dinner table never found out, Mrs. Feng never found out, everyone never found out, a sensitive and fragile person, I believe that he must also be a delicate-minded person, Yan Fang is well hiddenVery good.

Some things can be said very loudly to tell the world, some things need to be left in a corner of the soul to be completely sealed, and some things can only be inadvertently recalled, good or not good.

"Squeak......

The door was pushed open, Yan Fang cautiously walked in, the first thing that caught her eye was a desk, several layers of bamboo slips were neatly placed on the desk, behind the desk was a wooden black bookshelf, the bookshelf was tall and full of books, there was a delicate incense burner in front of the desk, and the incense burner was scattered with a faint sandalwood, lingering in the whole room. The incense burner completely occupies half of the room, turning his head to the right, a simple set of tables and chairs, this set of tea sets are placed on the table, opposite the table and chairs is a bed collapse, the bed is very messy, in sharp contrast with the rest of the place, the bed is messy as if it is the exclusive synonym of every little boy.

The room is certainly very large, but the array of furnishings is nothing more, simple and low-key, which may be enough for Xuanyuan Xiaotian, reading, sleeping, and hiding from Yan Fang.

Every morning, Sister Yating will come over to help clean up with Xiaotian, and then go to Xuanwu Lake to meet the first rays of sunshine in the morning. Father and mother can only enter after his consent, otherwise this courtyard will not be peaceful, of course, there will always be exceptions to everything, Yan Fang is an exception to this rule, all the rules set by Xiao Tian are like decorations for Yan Fang, as long as she does not make it difficult to make fun of Xiao Tian everywhere, Xiao Tian's heart has already burned high incense, but in the days when Yan Fang is at home, his thoughts will not come true.

Yan Fang looked around the room, remembering that the last time she came in was a year ago, it was the morning when she was about to follow Jin Yezi to the outside of the Yueming Valley, everyone went to say goodbye to her, but only Xiaotian's figure was missing, Yan Fang broke into this room angrily, but it was already empty, and the unlucky incense burner was once again accepted on behalf of the owner, although it was very large, but it was also kicked to the ground by Yan Fang, and rolled around on the ground.

The moment she turned around, she saw Xiao Tian standing at the door with a nervous face, not even daring to come out, holding a "big" bag dangling around, obviously just arrived.

"Little ...... Xiaofang, this ...... This is...... I'm giving it to you...... You...... The fruit of the plucking, He...... Hope you ...... You...... You've ...... all the way."

This is what Xiao Tian didn't finish before she left, and she interrupted it.

"You're not allowed to come along!"

She snatched the bag in Xiao Tian's hand and left quickly, Xiao Tian didn't follow, of course she didn't dare to follow, she had already spoken.

Xiaotian didn't know if Yan Fang was still angry at that time, even if he looked back intently for a long time, he didn't see Yan Fang turn back until her back disappeared.

For a year, it was still exactly the same as when she left, the desk, the bookshelf, the table and chairs, the bed, and the unlucky incense burner......

Yan Fang slowly looked around the room, and finally fixed her eyes on a beautiful cabinet next to the bed, where there was a large bag that she had never seen before, she knew that this was what Xiaotian said, the toy given to her, and finally the bag of toys that Sister Yating told her the truth.

She stepped forward gently, and saw that the big bag was tightly tied, and there was a thin layer of dust on the surface of the big bag, it seemed that as Sister Yating said, Xiaotian didn't let anyone touch this big bag, not even himself.

"Humph!"

Yan Fang snorted lightly, and gently lifted the big bag on the cabinet, for Yan Fang, who has been cultivating for many years and is known as a "cultivation genius", of course, there is no need to carry it away like Xiaotian.

When Xiao Fang turned around with the big bag, tears were already hanging all over her cheeks, ticking down, hitting the ground, the tears were like beads with broken threads, even if she was unreasonable, no matter how much she bullied him, he still left the best for her, and even he himself was reluctant to take a second look......

"Uh...... It seems to have a big bag, but no one is allowed to touch it, and it has been kept in his room, and he has never been seen to open it......"

Sister Yating's words rang in her ears again, and her tears became more and more, soaking through her clothes and melting her heart.

"Xiaofang, what are you doing with your bag, aren't you going to rest......? Isn't this bag a screaming day?"

On the way to her room, Yan Fang met Sister Yating, who had just come out of the hall.

"It's his, do you want to take care of it?"

Yan Fang blinked at Yating with clear and bright eyes.

"You don't really have to throw it away, Xiaofang, listen to my sister, this bag seems to be very important to Xiaotian, you see that you have already punished him, so don't ...... it again"

Yating didn't finish speaking, but was interrupted by Yan Fang: "Sister Yating, I didn't say throw it away, I just confiscated it, I know it for myself, but for Xiaotian, even if it is thrown away, since it has already arrived in my hands, then don't think about taking it back......!"

Yan Fang is stubborn, but the tone of her voice and expression are cute and naughty.

"Oh...... It's good if you don't throw it away, then you go and rest, I'll go see Xiaotian, why haven't you come back yet!"

Yating touched Yan Fang's little head lovingly, as long as she didn't throw it away, then she would rest assured, as long as the toy was still there, it would be the same for whoever put it.

"Such a big person, can something happen, what realm are you now, Sister Yating?"

Yan Fang blinked her eyes and looked up at Yating with curiosity.

"This is a mystery, I can't tell you now, Xiaofang, go and have a good rest, my sister has promised to make that soup for you at night, but don't miss it, I'll go first!"

After Yating finished speaking, she gently touched Yan Fang's little head again, and then turned to leave.

"Are you so worried......

Yan Fang looked at the beautiful shadow of Yating in a hurry, standing quietly in place, and the cute puppy ran over again, holding his head high and wagging his tail, cute and cute......