Hearing Yun Yanchu's words, Mo Zhifan immediately rubbed the place where he had pinched Yun Yanchu just now, and then learned Yun Yanchu to pout, raised his throat and said: "The third senior brother is wrong, is it okay for the little junior sister to forgive the senior brother~"

"Poof—"

Chu Wanjun, who witnessed the scene in front of her, laughed unkindly.

When Mo Zhifan heard the laughter, he turned his face to look at Chu Wanjun, who was laughing, and his mouth was still pouting.

Ling Chu Wanjun almost couldn't hold back her laughter, she raised one hand to cover her mouth and smiled, and waved the other hand and said, "Sit, cough, sit down and eat." ”

Mo Zhifan tilted his head, and turned his face to look at Yun Yanchu again.

Looking at each other, Mo Zhifan came to the table with Yun Yanchu in his arms.

A chair with a small ladder had already been placed on the side of the table, and the height at which Yun Yanchu sat up after putting him down was just right.

Yun Yanchu sighed at the carefulness of his senior sister, and looked at the breakfast on the table, which was often made by Chu Wanjun in the previous life.

In the Qianying Sect, except for Hua Rong, almost all the other three grew up eating breakfast made by Chu Wanjun.

However, there were two people missing from the table at this time.

One is Shen Nanzhou, who has not been reborn, and the other is Wei Siyou, who has not yet been reborn.

Wei Siyou was the youngest member of the sect before Yun Yanchu came.

Now he is four years older than Yun Yanchu, although he has already apprenticed to Huarong, but he is not in the future of the Qianying Sect.

There are two reasons for this, one is that Wei Siyou is not the apprentice accepted by Hua Rong, and the other is that this little senior brother has been a natural medicine jar since he was born.

If you come to the Qianying Sect before you recuperate your body, you will fall ill and die in the Qianming Sect if you can't keep it.

There is no doctor in the Qianying Sect, so if something happens, it will really be hopeless.

Hua Rong didn't want a big trouble to come over, so he asked Wei Siyou's family to bring people over after they had been recuperated.

Speaking of which, Yun Yanchu remembered that his little senior brother's family background was very strong.

The young owner of Beiwu Villa in Beizhou is the fragrant and sweet in the eyes of many sects in Beizhou.

As long as this young village master can be included in the sect, then it is equivalent to attracting the entire Beiwu Villa as a backer.

But everyone didn't expect that this fragrant dumpling would end up in the notorious Qianming Sect.

Although this breakfast is consistent with the memory, several people at the table, except for Xiaohong, have their own thoughts.

There were only two words in Xiaohong's eyes: "Dry rice." ”

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Since Yun Yanchu came to the Qianying Sect, Mo Zhifan and Chu Wanjun have been tired of Yun Yanchu almost every day.

So much so that Shen Nanzhou became more and more puzzled by Yun Yanchu's existence.

At noon on this day, taking advantage of Yun Yanchu's nap, Mo Zhifan and Chu Wanjun were not there.

Shen Nanzhou came to the side hall alone.

The stone road in front of the side hall is winding, and there are two small sparrows standing on the tiles at the corner where they turn in.

The sunlight here is just right, shining on the flowers and plants in front of the side hall, butterflies fly among the flowers, the faint fragrance of flowers floats out, and the whole side hall is a comfortable and comfortable style.

After turning into the side hall, Shen Nanzhou saw a reclining chair placed on the left side of the front of the hall, and the sparse leaves of a small tree blocked some sunlight.

A little sunlight was shining through the gaps.

On the recliner, Xiao Yanchu, who was wearing a pink and white skirt, was taking a nap with her eyes closed, her little head tilted to the side slightly, and a wisp of green silk hung down to cover her forehead.

Shen Nanzhou stopped when he was ten steps away from Xiao Yanchu, who slept quietly, like a docile little rabbit.

Shen Nanzhou looked at Xiao Yanchu, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart, and the scene in front of him seemed to be familiar to him.

But today was the first time he had come here since Yun Yan first came here.

He had never seen it before, so how could he talk about familiarity.

"Hmm......"

A soft sigh pulled Shen Nanzhou out of his confusion.

He watched Xiao Yanchu open his eyes, sat up and stretched, yawned, and reached out to rub his eyes, and then looked in front of him.

When he saw Shen Nanzhou, Yun Yanchu was a little surprised.

Shen Nanzhou stretched out his hand and draped in a dark cloak, and his neck was surrounded by a circle of jet-black fur.

His lips were slightly pale, out of step with the warmth around him.

When he looked at Shangyun Yanchu's gaze, he looked away a little uncomfortably.

"Second Senior Brother~"

Yun Yanchu didn't seem to feel Shen Nanzhou's discomfort, and got off the recliner and ran directly towards Shen Nanzhou.

Watching the little man get down from the shaking recliner, Shen Nanzhou unconsciously raised his hands.

When he saw her land safely, he was annoyed by his own blindness, and withdrew his hand into the cloak.

Yun Yanchu ran to Shen Nanzhou with his little short legs and hugged Shen Nanzhou's thighs.

Seeing that Shen Nanzhou didn't look at him, he shook Shen Nanzhou's thighs and shouted again in a soft and glutinous voice: "Second Senior Brother~"

Shen Nanzhou lowered his eyes and looked at Yun Yanchu, and the coquettish voice was still repeating in his head.

Yun Yanchu blinked his black and white eyes and looked at Shen Nanzhou expectantly.

Shen Nanzhou's body stiffened, and he recalled Mo Zhifan's actions to Yun Yanchu that day, stretched out his hand, and rubbed Yun Yanchu's head mechanically.

"Senior brother, hug~" Yun Yanchu looked up at Shen Nanzhou, stretched out his hands to him, and looked like he was waiting for someone to hug.

Shen Nanzhou never imagined that the scene he came here today would become like this.

But when he looked at Yun Yanchu expectantly, he lowered his head and picked up Yun Yanchu.

It's just that after picking up the little man, Shen Nanzhou frowned because he felt that the little man in his arms had no weight.

"Why are you so light?" Shen Nanzhou weighed Yun Yanchu's weight, obviously not realizing that for him as an immortal cultivator, Yun Yanchu was naturally not heavy.

Yun Yanchu, who had been fed by the senior sister and the third senior brother for so long, and his face was much rounder, couldn't help but look at Shen Nanzhou with wide eyes when he heard this.

It can be seen that his face is serious, and his expression is not empty at all.

A row of question marks floated over his head.

Q: What should I do if my brother really thinks that I am too thin under normal weight? Urgent!

To be honest, these words are too light, Yun Yanchu often heard them in the mouths of his senior sister and senior brother.

She often suspected that her senior sister wanted to raise her to be fat, so she couldn't go out and could only stay in the Qianying Sect.

Yun Yanchu fell into deep self-doubt, but Shen Nanzhou didn't get an answer, and his slightly frowning brows didn't soothe.

He looked at Yun Yanchu, who was distracted, swiped his hand, and reminded unnaturally: "Hold steady, don't fall for a while." ”

"Oooh!"

Yun Yanchu, who heard Shen Nanzhou's words, came back to his senses and immediately stretched out his little hand to wrap around Shen Nanzhou's neck.

The soft touch made Shen Nanzhou blink much faster.

Feeling the temperature of the villain, his slightly frowning brows slowly relaxed.