Luo Qingyin's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes were filled with moisture, but he only hooked the corners of his lips coldly: "You don't question me, you just doubt my character, don't you?" ”

Zi Yunchen's heart trembled deeply under her gaze, her lips straightened, and her voice was still low but with obvious frustration: "Little kitten, how can you be willing to believe me?" ”

Luo Qingyin's eyes shone slightly, and he seemed to smile and said, "I should ask this sentence." You can believe that your son is not yours when a stranger sows discord at will, so what else can you believe me? ”

Zi Yunchen paused for a moment: "I'm not!" I ......"

"That's enough." Luo Qingyin waved his hand to stop him from speaking.

She knew that he loved her.

But what is the use of love without a sense of trust?

"I didn't mean to question you, you don't believe me, I don't believe the child, and I won't force you." Luo Qingyin sighed faintly, picked up the Five Elements Sword, took a bite of the meat with the sword, and found that it tasted good, so he tore off a piece and handed it to him, "Eat it." ”

Zi Yunchen's body stiffened, the hand holding her tightened more and more, and her breathing became a little shorter.

His throat moved slightly, and his voice was dark and obscure: "No, I believe that the child is mine, and I also believe in you." ”

His eyes were locked on hers, and he wanted her to see his sincerity, but she looked down at the barbecue from beginning to end, and took his words as words like "the weather is fine today", refusing to talk, and he was a little at a loss.

He knew how cruel her heart was.

If he didn't make it clear to her today, he suspected that she would run away from home with her son.

She has Luo Xue, she has two sons, and she has so many pets...... He suddenly felt that in her mind, he was not as good as the Phoenix God Egg, not as good as the Snow Ginseng Doll, and not as good as the Ink Monkey.

Slender jade fingertips covered her face, and Zi Yunchen gently rubbed her delicate and smooth cheeks: "Trust me." ”

Luo Qingyin paused and raised his eyes.

He didn't dodge, he didn't have a weak heart, and his pure purple eyes, with eagerness, sadness, and helplessness, made her heart throb.

He was serious.

But, does it make sense?

Yes, he was serious about believing her this time.

But what about next time?

The fragrant barbecue suddenly lost its taste, and she chewed it indiscriminately, feeling the same taste as chewing wax, so she put the sword back on the grill, leaned back against the cave wall, and hummed faintly.

Zi Yunchen suddenly felt a punch hit the cotton.

Fluffy, nowhere to focus.

Knowing that she was just perfunctory, knowing that she didn't really forgive her, but she adopted this non-violent and non-cooperative attitude, he was like meeting a turtle and had nowhere to start!

Zi Yunchen's hand on her cheek kneaded hard with some negative anger, Luo Qingyin frowned in pain, but she didn't speak, just looked at him stubbornly.

"I really want to, I can strangle you."

Zi Yunchen gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Strangled her, so you don't have to be sad or uncomfortable.

However, he was reluctant.

This is just a harsh remark.

Rather than strangling her, he wanted to hold her in the palm of his hand and take care of her, waiting for her to soften his heart......

The light in his eyes was too hot, Luo Qingyin turned his head sideways, avoiding his touch, and took the cutlery from the small lucky bag.

It was he who made the tableware carefully, every bowl, every plate was crystal clear, and there were faint dark lines of orchids, and after hot food, the dark lines of orchids would appear and bloom into beautiful flowers.

Zi Yunchen looked at her hand holding the orchid bowl, was silent for a long time, and stretched out her hand: "I'll come." ”

Luo Qingyin paused, and handed him the bowl.

Zi Yunchen took out the soup and handed it to her, she reached out to take it, her fingertips touched his skin, his hand suddenly moved, and held her hand: "Little kitten......"

He raised his head and looked at her cold and beautiful face, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "I'll feed you." ”

"No, you don't." Luo Qingyin retracted his hand, took back the orchid bowl he was holding with Xuan Qi, and said lightly, "My right hand is injured, and my left hand." ”

Zi Yunchen: "......"

Dedication to the failure of hospitality.

Luo Qingyin picked up the bowl and drank the soup quietly.

Although she was a little depressed about Zi Yunchen, she had to admit that Zi Yunchen's level had improved greatly.

The soup made in the Dan stove is better than that of the chef of Mikaju.

…… Or is he the only one who knows her tastes best?

Luo Qingyin smiled bitterly silently, drank the soup and then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated to recover.

Zi Yunchen saw that she had finished drinking, and wanted to add a bowl to her, which showed that she looked like she was rejecting people thousands of miles away, and suddenly wanted to do something.

"Hmm......" Luo Qingyin was caught off guard, so frightened that he almost lost his breath, and after reacting, he was simply angry.

Anyone who is interrupted while cultivating will not be in a good mood.

The reason why she dared to cultivate in front of Zi Yunchen was that she was sure that he would not disturb her cultivation and would give her the Dharma protection.

But who knows...... He would have taken the opportunity to commit murder!

What a waste of her trust.

Luo Qingyin raised his hand and wanted to slap him, but he endured it, but he didn't slap it, and the Xuan Qi in his palm gushed out and pushed him hard: "Enough!" ”

Zi Yunchen was unexpected, and he didn't have any defense, so he was pushed and fell out, smashing next to the bonfire.

The Five Elements Sword and the Ice and Fire Thunder Sword that stood on top of the bonfire smashed down on him with a bright light......

At that moment, Luo Qingyin's heartbeat almost stopped.

Reflexively picked up the two swords and threw them aside, Luo Qingyin rushed to his side like the wind, and said anxiously: "Are you hurt?" ”

Zi Yunchen looked at the girl in front of him with a deep concern in her eyes, grabbed her with her backhand, pressed her under her, and the emotions that had been tense for a long time were finally released, and the corners of his lips hooked up a touch of arc: "Little kitten, I hurt so much." ”

Mao Dun Literature