Qingyan was sure that he hadn't seen this person, so he kicked the person out, closed the door and went to eat.

Walk up to her from the wind, "Get up." ”

Qingyan held the dishes and chopsticks and didn't let go, "I'm hungry." ”

She was hungry and pulled for a long time, and the food in the bowl was not much less.

Standing behind her, she bent down, reached out from behind her with her hands in front of her, and took down her dishes and chopsticks.

Qingyan was encircled in her arms and didn't dare to move.

"Your clothes are wet and you get cold."

Qingyan sighed and lowered her head to play with her jade cauldron.

She didn't really want to live in a black shop.

Restless sleep at night.

She can't sleep well or badly, she just can't have a little wind and grass, and it is difficult to fall asleep again when she wakes up, and she is in an extremely unhappy mood.

After waiting for a while, seeing that she didn't mean to get up, he directly reached through her legs and bent out to beat her horizontally and hugged her.

Qingyan is a little unhappy now.

Knowing that she didn't want to live outside, knowing that she didn't want to change clothes, knowing that she didn't want to see him, why did he always have to do it with her? Why do you always have to come to her?

"Old Ancestor Congli Tranquility Realm, I stabbed you, do you know why?" She leaned against him and said suddenly.

Congfeng carried her into the house, put her on the bed, and found another dry clothes.

"I know that's not your will."

It was possessed by the Xuanyue Golden Crow, not her own will.

Qingyan sneered, "Who said no, I would have seen that you were unhappy for a long time." ”

"Well, I think I'm too bad, too." From the wind against her forehead.

Thinking of the words of the steamed bun seller, he felt even more guilty.

As the uncle said, his short-lived ghost is by no means a good match for a good girl.

He doesn't have much time, but he still has to tease the little girl, and when the time comes, he will die and leave her alone in the world, in the end, he will be disappointed.

But even when the oil ran out like this, he still didn't want to let go.

Slender hands gently tied her long hair with ribbons.

"Do it yourself or will I help you?"

His head was pressed against her, and the two of them were so close that Qingyan could only see his eyes.

She pushed hard, but she couldn't push away his magnified face.

"I said I don't like you, I don't like you, I hate you, can't you have some self-esteem and stay away from me?"

The more affectionate he looked, the more angry Qingyan became.

Thinking that the beautiful fairy said that her little nephew loved a mortal affectionately and unrepentantly, that is to say, he had also looked at other little girls so affectionately, she wanted to beat this person.

He has amnesia and forgotten the past, but it doesn't mean that the past doesn't exist, and it doesn't mean that the person he loves doesn't exist.

He wants to empathize and don't fall in love, but it also depends on whether she is willing to let her fall in love!

Hearing her say that she hated it, Congfeng didn't expect that she would be so uncomfortable.

Ever since his memory was back, he had been thinking about how he could keep her from being hurt, how he could make her forget about herself.

He also had the thought of entrusting her to another person for a moment, but no matter who it was, he didn't want to.

Before, he was still hesitating and struggling, persuading himself that he should think about her, but now, just now, when he knew that she was hanging the jade pendant of Dunanxing, he couldn't stand it.

As long as he thought that she had accepted the jade pendant of Dunanxing, and imagined that she was a little intimate with that guy, he couldn't stand it.

"Can't!" He suddenly raised his voice and said viciously.

This person has a bad temper, but most of them are intimidated with their eyes and suppressed their aura, and this is the first time they have spoken loudly to her.

Qingyan was a little confused and a little cowardly.

People who are dying, who knows what will be done.

She nodded and looked at him cautiously.

Is it really dying?

When I held her, I had a lot of strength, and I was full of energy, and I didn't look like I was dying soon.

She sighed suddenly.

Alas, what will she do when he dies?

How can a steamed bun seller be more powerful than her, can see how long a person can live, the uncle must be talking nonsense.

Tomorrow she's going to smash the bun shop!

Seeing her sighing in a daze, Congfeng shamelessly wanted to help her change her clothes.

Qingyan suddenly felt a little cold, and came back to look at him.

"Look for death!" She kicked hard.

Kick people under the bed.

He stood up from the wind, not only did he not get angry, but he smiled.

Sigh is not suitable for her, or is it the cutest to look so energetic.

"Hurry up and change it, or I'll eat all the good food by myself."

With that, he walked out.

Qingyan hurriedly changed his dry clothes, and when he ran out, he was already eating.

She sat down next to him and feasted.

The dishes are all good dishes, and there is no ambiguity at all in terms of taste or portion.

Eat slowly and methodically from the wind, and from time to time give her vegetables and remove bones.

When she was seven or eight minutes full, she began to look at the flask.

A little curious about what kind of wine made Xiao Er boast to the sky, but she didn't forget that this was a black shop, and this wine might be poisonous.

She poured a glass of wine and pushed it to Congfeng.

"You taste it."

I did not hear it from the wind.

Seeing that he refused to drink, Qingyan put it under his nose and sniffed it, "It doesn't seem to be poisonous." ”

"Hmm." The wind fed her a piece of fish meat without spines.

Green smoke, chew, chew, eyes did not leave the flask.

He also thinks it's not poisonous, so it should be fine.

Watching him eat and eat vegetables, he is not worried about the poisonous appearance in it.

"It smells good, don't you want to taste it?" She held up her cup to feed him.

Congfeng didn't want to drink, but wanted to enjoy the feeling of being fed by her, he lowered his head and took a small sip, "It's not bad." ”

Qingyan stared at him, seeing that he didn't have any problems, he smiled, "It turns out that it's really not poisonous." ”

From the wind: "......"

Is this for him to test the poison himself?

Aren't you afraid that he will really be poisoned and die?

This woman, as always, has no conscience.

"I'm afraid of poison and give it to me, so I want to die?"

"Hey, hey, hey." Qingyan turned his gaze away with a weak heart, "By the way, we didn't say anything if we didn't go back, Luo Han and Lan Shen would be worried." ”

"No, Xiao Feifei follows Senior Sister, she will explain it for you."

Qingyan thought of the stupid thing the cub had done today.

"Why is Xiao Feifei getting more and more stupid as he grows up, it actually broke Lao Wei's chair today, will Lao Wei chase me for a chair?"

She felt that Lao Wei was very likely to do such a thing, after all, she had only killed three three-headed grasses, and he looked desperate that his soul was about to ascend to heaven, and he was guilty of talking about her all day long.

In fact, Wei Lai is very generous, mainly because the death of Gu Xian Mao Root, which has been planted in one acre and three points of land for 400 years, hit him too hard.

"He didn't dare."

Congfeng was very determined, and he didn't seem to care about Wei Lai at all, and then his expression became solemn again.

"Xiao Feifei was born not very smart, and with Luo Han's unreliable father, I'm afraid that he won't be smart in the future."

You actually said that your senior brother, I will go back and sue you.

Qingyan also felt that Luo Han was unreliable, but after all, he was his own disciple, and he said that he could, but others couldn't say it.

"Who is not reliable? He is much more reliable than you, the last time you got sick, you still fell into the cold and helped you to get into the cold water, if it were me, I would just throw it down for you, ungrateful stinky boy! ”

From the wind was spoken, his face sank in displeasure, and he turned his head to look to the other side.

He had to coax before he would talk to her again.

Qingyan looked at the back of his head vigilantly and secretly took a sip of wine.

The taste is very light, and there is a bit of grassy aroma, not like wine, but like a drink.

There was no reaction after drinking, and she took another sip with confidence and boldness.