As soon as Chen Tiezhu left, Jiang Ci looked at the masked man, his eyes were sharp, his expression was serious, and his face was indifferent: "Who are you?" ”

"Don't move." Instead of answering her directly, the masked man put his hand on her forehead, and a warm stream of heat rushed into her meridians, and the internal wounds on her body were gradually beginning to heal.

Jiang Ci's brows gradually furrowed.

This feeling... It was familiar, but she couldn't remember it.

Who the hell is he?

Could it be the old man from a thousand years ago?

"Rest well and come back to see you next time."

The masked man possessed her, and the cold mask gently touched Jiang Ci's ear, and a deep voice came into her ear.

As soon as the words fell, he got up and left.

Jiang Ci was confused, she had never encountered such a strange thing.

It had been two quarters of an hour since Chen Tiezhu brought Chu Mianzhou back.

The little guy suddenly threw himself into Jiang Ci's arms, staring at her with little eyes, very distressed: "Sister, it's me who is not good, it is that I have not protected you well." ”

Jiang Ci raised his hand and pinched his face, looked at his purple eyes, and suddenly a thought flashed in his heart, and asked: "Little porridge, my sister asked you, your eyes are hereditary?" ”

Chu Mianzhou pursed his mouth, thought for a few minutes, and nodded slightly.

He was born of heaven and earth, without father or mother, and he was alone, and he said that it was heredity.

Jiang Ci was shocked: "Do you have a father?" ”

That masked man has purple eyes with him, it can't be his father, right?

"Sister, sister, I don't want to go back, they beat me and scolded me for not giving me food, I just want to be with my sister."

Chu Mianzhou immediately showed a very frightened look and hugged Jiang Ci tightly.

Xiaolong: Help, there's a dog! The master doesn't believe him, he is shameless!

At this scene, even Chen Tiezhu was moved: "Ancestor, I'm not sure if it's his father, it's really not good, my Chen family is not bad for this family to eat, don't send him back, right?" ”

Jiang Ci looked at Chu Mianzhou with a little more pity in his eyes, and patted his head: "I won't send you back." ”

This little bastard looks so cute and clingy, I really don't know what kind of parents are willing to beat and scold him.

Besides, what Tie Zhu said was right, whether the masked man was Xiao Congee's father was just a guess for her.

As soon as Chen Tiezhu left, Jiang Ci looked at the masked man, his eyes were sharp, his expression was serious, and his face was indifferent: "Who are you?" ”

"Don't move." Instead of answering her directly, the masked man put his hand on her forehead, and a warm stream of heat rushed into her meridians, and the internal wounds on her body were gradually beginning to heal.

Jiang Ci's brows gradually furrowed.

This feeling... It was familiar, but she couldn't remember it.

Who the hell is he?

Could it be the old man from a thousand years ago?

"Rest well and come back to see you next time."

The masked man possessed her, and the cold mask gently touched Jiang Ci's ear, and a deep voice came into her ear.

As soon as the words fell, he got up and left.

Jiang Ci was confused, she had never encountered such a strange thing.

It had been two quarters of an hour since Chen Tiezhu brought Chu Mianzhou back.

The little guy suddenly threw himself into Jiang Ci's arms, staring at her with little eyes, very distressed: "Sister, it's me who is not good, it is that I have not protected you well." ”

Jiang Ci raised his hand and pinched his face, looked at his purple eyes, and suddenly a thought flashed in his heart, and asked: "Little porridge, my sister asked you, your eyes are hereditary?" ”

Chu Mianzhou pursed his mouth, thought for a few minutes, and nodded slightly.

He was born of heaven and earth, without father or mother, and he was alone, and he said that it was heredity.

Jiang Ci was shocked: "Do you have a father?" ”