"Little illness, I haven't seen you for a few years, you have become a Title Douluo." Qianzhongling said to Chihiro, who looked unfinished.

"Ancestor, it's been forty-six years since you went out, and I'm fifty-two." Chihiro said earnestly.

Qianzhong Ling was stunned for a moment, he really didn't notice this, after all, judging from Chihiro's current appearance, he was only about thirty years old.

Thinking of this, he teased: "I didn't expect that you have good maintenance for a little illness, and you look a little older than this seat." ”

Thousand Streams: ......

Crocodile: ......

Onidaisy: ......

Seeing that these juniors had nothing to say, Qian Chongling didn't want to continue to keep these guys who couldn't do anything, didn't have anything left to eat, and could only cook, waved his hand.

"Xiao Xiaoji, you arrange a few young and well-behaved, fifteen or sixteen-year-old maids to come over tomorrow, it doesn't matter if it is a soul master or not, the important thing is to be young and beautiful."

It's inconvenient for a big man to take care of a six-year-old female doll, so it's just right to let the young lady take care of Bibi Dong.

"Regarding Bibi Dong's matter, I said to the outside world that you accepted her as an apprentice, but in fact, I still taught her personally." Qianzhongling instructed Chihiro.

"Okay, now it's up to me where I came from."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for a few people to say anything, and directly issued an eviction order.

The night was hazy, and in the veil-shrouded clouds, a waning moon hung high in the starry sky.

In a room with classical elegance and low-key luxury, Qian Chongling sat on the bed, holding a Danqing magic pen, and depicted something on rice paper on a large long table in front of the bed.

The rice paper outlines a peerless and pure beautiful face, the contour lines on the face are as beautiful as a knife, the eyes are crystal charming and bright like a galaxy, the curved willow eyebrows, the pink and small Yuqiong nose, and the ruddy and soft lips......

At the same time, in another room separated by this wall.

Unlike Qianzhongling, who was painting, Bibi Dong couldn't sleep at this time.

I saw Bibi Dong wearing a cute pajamas of a pink rabbit, also lying quietly on the bed, his eyes were distracted, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The bed was so soft, it felt like the whole person was sinking in, and there was a feeling of being gradually swallowed up by the soft creatures. This is the only feeling Bibi Dong has now, and she is a little scared.

Before the age of four, she slept with her grandmother in her arms, and although she was used to sleeping alone, in her little heart, the cold and hard bed had the taste of her grandparents, and she slept peacefully.

That indescribable sense of happiness is irreplaceable by anyone, but tonight, not only is there no taste of grandparents, but even the hard bed is gone.

So Bibi Dong had insomnia.

The more this is the case, the more Bibi Dong feels that he can't sleep, and he doesn't feel sleepy over and over again.

Will there be a harder bed on the teacher's side?

This thought suddenly rose in Bibi Dong's little head, and as time passed, she wanted to ask more and more.

......

On the other side, Qian Chongling was still drawing, when a gentle knock suddenly came from outside the door.

"Knock knock!"

Although the knock on the door was slight, it was incomparably clear to Qianzhongling, and he frowned, put aside the paintbrush in his hand, walked to the door, and opened the door.

A small figure wearing pink pajamas and holding his own small quilt met Qianzhongling's eyes.

Qian Chongling reached out and touched her little head, and asked with some curiosity, "Dong'er, what's wrong?" ”

"Teacher, the bed here is too soft, I can't get used to sleeping, I'm a little scared."

Between the words, a trace of shyness flashed in Bibi Dong's bright eyes, and he didn't dare to look at Qian Chongling's eyes with his head down.

Qian Chongling was stunned when he heard this, he really didn't expect that this child would not be able to sleep because of this problem, and he didn't take this into account.

But who hasn't recognized the bed?

Some adults, let alone a six-year-old, sometimes lose sleep when they change circumstances.

Think about it, a six-year-old child, who has lived for a long time in a familiar place, came to a strange environment, and still only one person fell asleep in the dark night, and it was natural to be a little afraid.

The next moment, Qian Chongling directly picked up Bibi Dong's small body, put her on the bed, and said, "Na Dong'er, just sleep on this bed, this bed is hard." ”

Chijuling's bed was a rock he found near the crater and shaped it into a bed. It has the effect of being warm in winter and cool in summer, and if it is hard, because it is a rock material, it must be relatively hard.

Bibi Dong showed his little head from the inside of the quilt since he was a child, and nodded timidly.

This bed is indeed hard, similar to the small bed in Fengming Village's own house, and it is warm, with a kind of grandfather's taste, Bibi Dong thought to himself.

"What is the teacher doing?" Looking at Qian Chongling sitting on the edge of the bed, constantly sketching something with a paintbrush, Bibi Dong was a little curious to get out of the quilt.

The small body stood behind Qianzhongling, a small head showing on his shoulders, and his big eyes watched straight at the figure on the rice paper under Qianzhongling's pen slowly taking shape.

It was a tall and graceful girl wearing a green palace dress, and this girl seemed to have a feeling of walking out of the painting under the pen of Qian Chongling.

Therefore, even though she is still young, it can be seen that Qianzhongling's painting skills are extremely superb.

"Teacher, who are you drawing?"

Qian Chongling was too engrossed just now to notice that Bibi Dong was standing behind him, and this sentence made him turn his head.

But when he didn't want to turn his head, he happened to let Bibi Dong's lips imprint on his side face, although it was only for a moment......

Qian Chongling couldn't help but blush, coughed lightly and said, "This is a friend of the teacher." ”

"Dong'er, you should rest early, you have to train tomorrow."

It's just that Bibi Dong, who is still young, doesn't feel anything at all, and nodded lightly and says, "Okay, teacher." ”

Half an hour later, there were bursts of gentle breathing in Qian Chongling's ears, and at this time, he also happened to finish the painting, wrote the words Dugu Qingyue in the upper right corner, and hung it in the study.

Qian Chongling sat on the edge of the bed, holding his chin, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes, looking at Bibi Dong, who had fallen asleep.

He still wondered a little, how could such a simple and cute child become the biggest villain in the original time and space?

Could it be that I don't know when I broke my brain?

Otherwise, how could you like someone like Yu Dashi, not only because this mouth cannon master leaked a lot of secrets of the Martial Spirit Palace, but also thought about eloping with him in the end?

This kind of thing, not to mention Chihiro's disease, even if it is himself, it is estimated that he will be so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven!

No, you have to be prepared to prevent this from happening!

(I guess there's another chapter around half past ten, thanks to the Grim Reaper for his support.) ）