Finally, the two climbed out of the bathtub, and Fan Qiulin grabbed the bath towel and wrapped herself.

Fan Qiuming coughed frantically on the side, after all, he drank a lot of bath water just now, although he was forced.

"Ho... Ho... Whew..."

Fan Qiuming, who had recovered from the relief, gasped for breath, and almost drowned in the bath water of the first generation of immortal kings.

Fan Qiulin's face was flushed, she didn't expect such a thing to happen, she just wanted to tease Fan Qiuming, but she was hit in the chest by him, even if he didn't mean it.

Five minutes later...

Sitting on the sofa in a white dress, her face full of apologies, Van Tyumin changed her clothes and took a towel to dry the water on her head.

"Brother... I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..."

"Don't, I'm not your brother, you're my sister... This brother, I can't afford it, you're going to usurp the throne! ”

Fan Qiuming said angrily.

"Hmm... Brother, I really know it's wrong, can you forgive me! Anyway, you should touch everything..."

As she spoke, her voice grew smaller and lower, her head lowered and she blushed.

Fan Qiuming can be regarded as walking away from the ghost gate once, and he himself feels afraid, for fear that he will suddenly die when he will die.

"Forget it, I don't blame you, just don't do it again in the future."

Anyway, he himself is at a loss, and he is not holding Fan Qiulin responsible.

"It's a good feeling to be reborn."

Fan Qiuming lay on the sofa and sighed about the beauty of the world.

Coincidentally, Fan Qiulin turned on the TV, and today's news of Pengcheng was playing on the TV.

"Wutong Mountain has been foggy in the mountains in recent days, and many tourists have been missing in the mountain, and the search and rescue team has now made every effort to search and rescue..."

"It seems that most of the Shenru is in Wutong Mountain."

He muttered.

"Huh? Kidney deficiency? What kidney deficiency? Brother, are you kidney-deficient? ”

Fan Qiulin looked at him suspiciously, her eyes full of disgust.

"Who told you I had kidney deficiency? Can you speak? What do you mean by those disgusting eyes? ”

Hearing Fan Qiulin's words, he couldn't hold back, a man can't be kidney-deficient, and he can't be said by others.

"Who told you this?"

"So what were you talking about? I seem to have heard Wutong Mountain, brother, are you going to Wutong Mountain? ”

Her eyes were filled with curiosity.

"Take me, take me, I'm going too..."

"Why is her ear so smart?" Fan Qiuming was very helpless in his heart, and he was heard by her in two casual words.

"Who told you that I was going to Wutong Mountain? I just said that this kind of thing who knows the truth and fiction, Wutong Mountain is also a tourist attraction, this kind of thing is not hype. ”

Now Fan Qiuming can only be confused, and it depends on Fan Qiulin himself whether he believes it or not.

"It's really possible... That's kind of boring. Brother, I'm hungry again..."

After tossing for a long time, Van Qiulin was hungry.

"You don't do anything every day, your stomach is still so hungry, is your stomach a bottomless pit?"

Van Tyumen was very curious.

"But I didn't eat much at noon! It's only a steak. ”

She was a little aggrieved, and Van Tyuming was told again.

Looking back carefully, from morning to four o'clock in the afternoon, Van Qiulin did indeed only eat one steak, and she was to blame her.

"Okay! You stay at home and I'll go grocery shopping. ”

Van Tyumen got up and prepared to go out.

"You watch carefully, don't mess with strangers."

"Okay, okay, I'm not a kid anymore, I know these things."

Fan Qiulin lay flat on the sofa, waiting for Fan Qiuming to come back, Mian Xiaomeow came out of the room and jumped on the sofa.

Imitate Van Qiulin's appearance and lie lazily on the sofa.

"Meow~"

Mian Xiaomeow stretched and licked the hair on her body.

Fan Qiulin touched it, and Mian Xiaomeow drilled into her arms.

"Hey, hey, hey... Don't make trouble, it's so itchy! ”

Fan Qiulin hugged it, brushing the hair on Xiaomian's body, and it looked like it was enjoying it.

On the other side, Fan Qiuming did not go to buy vegetables, but came to the foot of Wutong Mountain.

The summit of Wutong Mountain has been covered by a thick fog, and there are already signs of faint spread down the mountain.

And the concentration of aura is several times that of the city, and the concentration of aura here Fan Qiuming feels refreshed.

"This is it, the ruins should be in the mountains."

However, the entrance has been cordoned off by the police and guarded there, so it is not feasible to enter from the front.

Van Tyumen didn't plan to go in today, just came... Stepping on the dots.

Just as he was about to leave, a sneaky figure scurried through the woods, making it difficult for ordinary people to notice.

Fan Tyuming opened his divine sense, but the figure in the woods was too fast, and he had to expand the range of his divine sense, but when it expanded to a radius of eight hundred meters, Van Tyuming had to stop.

This body no longer supports him to continue to expand the scope of his divine sense, and if he continues to expand, he may faint in place due to lack of physical strength.

Everything within eight hundred meters is under the control of Van Qiuming, and even a leaf is clearly known.

The figure only lingered on a tree for a moment, then vanished.

Even Van Tyuming couldn't find the location, but what was certain was that the direction he was going was Wutong Mountain.

"It seems that the people of those families, idle warriors have found here."

Fan Qiuming retracted his mental strength and almost fell to the ground without standing firmly.

"You still have to hurry up and cultivate, otherwise it will be difficult to gain a foothold in this world."

As he spoke, he turned his head and left, and went back to buy vegetables.

Fan Qiuming returned to the apartment and saw that Fan Qiulin was playing with Xiao Mian, a person and a cat rolling on the sofa, not to mention how chaotic the scene was.

"Almost, stop making trouble, be quiet."

He carried the vegetables in his left hand and a bag of rice on his right shoulder into the kitchen, and the next cooking fell on him.

The two little ones in the living room also quieted down, and when Fan Qiuming came out of the kitchen again, they were already lying on the sofa and falling asleep.

Fan Qiuming shook his head helplessly.

"I'm not afraid of catching a cold..."

Take out a blanket from the room and help Van Qiulin cover it.

He went back to the kitchen to cook the rice, choose vegetables, cut meat, stir-fry, stew soup...

After a while, bursts of the aroma of food wafted out of the kitchen, and Fan Qiulin, who had long been hungry, asked the smell of rice, and instantly sobered up.

"Yo! Wake up, I'll call you! ”

"No way, who made my brother's food so fragrant?"

"It's going to be poor, go wash your hands, and you'll be ready to eat later."

Van Qiuming urged her.

"Okay! Hee-hee..."

I saw that Fan Qiulin quickly turned over and sat in a wheelchair, and went to the bathroom.

It seems that the paralysis of her lower leg has no effect on her movements, but she will only do so in front of Van Tyumen now.

When she came to the dinner table, Fan Qiulin unceremoniously picked up the meat and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Hmm... Delicious..."

Her face was full of satisfaction, and she couldn't stand up when she encountered a dish that couldn't be added, so Van Tyuming personally added it to her bowl.

"Slow down... And no one is robbing you. ”

He couldn't cry or laugh, and in the face of the gobbling Van Qiulin, he didn't have a good idea to say anything.

"Girls want Sven to eat..."

"There is no one else here, so why hide your true nature... I just like to eat meat and eat big. ”

Van Qiulin said seriously.

But Fan Qiuming seems to be right when he thinks about it.

"By the way, I have something to do these days, so I may not be able to accompany you to Pengcheng."

Fan Qiuming put down his chopsticks and said to her with a serious face.

"And I probably won't be back here for a few days, so I want to leave you in the care of Mao Shiyi. Now ask for your opinion..."

Hearing this, Van Qiulin was stunned and put down the bowl in her hand.

"Is it serious?"

There was a hint of resentment and unwillingness in the words.

"Well, in five days at most, I will come back, and I will accompany you to play all over Pengcheng when the time comes."

Fan Qiuming was also a little depressed, obviously he said that he would play with her before.

But today's figure made him have to start acting, if it drags on any longer, if that divine ruin is really his own Mingxuan Palace, the loss will be really big.

"Then you have to come back early, you must pay attention to safety, and you are not allowed to mess with flowers and grass outside."

She also knew that Fan Qiuming might really have something, the last time she saw the content of his mobile phone, although she was suspicious, she had to believe it now.

The brother in front of him has changed so differently from before.

"It's okay, I'm not leaving tonight, I'll send you to Mao Shiyi tomorrow morning."

Fan Qiuming picked up his chopsticks again and continued to smile.

"Eat it! It's getting cold. ”

"Hmm!"

Fan Qiulin didn't ask more, she knew that her brother had his own measure.

After the meal, Fan Qiulin sat on the sofa sullenly, holding Mian Xiaomeow and sitting there, as if she was thinking about something.

After washing the dishes, Fan Qiuming was a little worried when he saw her expression and sat next to her.

"Are you worried about me?"

"Who's worried about you? narcissism..."

Van Qiulin twisted her head to the side, so that she could not look at him, and her cheeks were bulging.

"And what are you upset about?"

"Hmph... I'm just not glad you didn't keep your promises. ”

Seeing that she was still hard-mouthed, Fan Qiuming couldn't help but laugh a little, how could his sister be so cute.

"I... Forget it, you should understand. ”

Van Tyuming didn't say too much.

As night fell, Van Tyumen was exercising, and now he could sit more than 500 push-ups in one go.

When he couldn't do it anymore, he sat cross-legged on the bed and breathed in, dispelled the turbidity in his body, recuperated his health, and tempered his body.

At this time, there was another knock on the door of Van Tyuming's room.

"Brother... Can I come in? ”

Van Qiulin's voice came from outside the door.

"Well, come in!"

Seeing Van Qiulin slowly coming in in a wheelchair.

"What's wrong with this time? What are you afraid of? ”

Van Tyumen did not move, and still sat there.

"No, it's not suitable for a new environment."

"You too, you can find an excuse."

Van Qiulin came to the side of the bed in a wheelchair and turned over directly to the bed.

"I feel like my brother is still softer in your bed..."

"It's just psychological!"

Fan Qiuming didn't move, he still sat there, but behind him Fan Qiulin hugged him.

"Holding my brother, I will feel a lot more at ease."

At this time, she was only wearing a pajamas, and Fan Qiuming felt a softness behind her, but she was still unmoved.

"Sleep! Staying up late is not good for your health, be careful of growing a beard. ”

"Hmm."

Fan Qiulin answered, let go of him and lay down on the bed with peace of mind, and gradually fell asleep.

In her sleep, Fan Qiulin unconsciously turned over and turned behind Fan Qiuming.

When Van Tyuming carried her back to the head of the bed, her hands suddenly hugged Van Tyumin's neck tightly.

His mouth was still vague: "Brother... Don't leave... I know..., to tell you... Secret, actually... I..."

"This..."

Van Tyuming didn't care about what she said in her dreams, and now he didn't sleep, and he didn't sleep...

You can't just hang on to your personal cultivation!

"That's it! Get a good night's sleep! It's good to be mentally minded and action-oriented. ”

Van Tyuming also lay down on the bed, leaving enough space for Van Tyulin, and lay on the side of the bed.

The next day, when Van Qiuming woke up, he found that he was sleeping on the ground, and then he saw that Van Tyulin almost occupied the entire bed.

Looking at the time Monday, it's already past nine o'clock, it is estimated that Mao Shiyi has already gone to class, although the college entrance examination is over, but the middle school students have not finished the final exam, and they still have to go to class.

I had no choice but to wait until she came back at noon.

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