As soon as Qingyan woke up, he smelled the fragrance.

Turning his head and staring blankly at the food on the table, I really wanted to eat.

There was too much exercise yesterday, and even if she remembered it, she couldn't move at this time.

The door creaked open, and there was the sound of very soft footsteps.

Congfeng wore a thin white dress, which could not help but wake her up, and carefully arranged the dishes, added tea, and added wood to the stove.

Qingyan stared at him tiptoeing, and her heart was warm.

Seeing him coming, she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Congfeng knew that she was sleeping lightly, so he didn't dare to get too close, so he only glanced at it from a distance, and then sat behind the desk and wrote.

What to write so seriously? Qingyan looked curiously.

After a while, he took out what he had written, and came back with a large wooden barrel in his hand.

The barrel was heavy, and he didn't make a sound when he moved in.

Qingyan could feel his fiery gaze on her, and when she was about to lose it, the cry of a cub came from outside.

Walked out briskly from the wind, took the door, and softly blamed the little cub.

"What's the noise? Didn't know your grandma was still sleeping? ”

Congfeng rubbed the head of the cub, and when he saw that it touched something, he opened his mouth to gnaw, and took out half a roast goose from the Huangquan kettle.

"Call me grandpa, and I'll give it to you."

Qingyan in the room listened intently and couldn't help but want to laugh.

I didn't expect him to want fame so much, but it's too boring to compare with a cub.

Xiao Feifei can't speak at all, doesn't he know?

Childish man.

Qingyan moved his fingers, gently tugged at the corners of the quilt, and looked at the marks on his shoulders, his pink cheeks were dyed a glow.

He didn't take the pill yesterday, why is it so powerful all of a sudden.

Didn't Wen Lianrui suppress him?

Rising so quickly?

Qingyan remembered what he said, knowing that he would not die for a while, and his mood became clearer, so he had the heart to continue eavesdropping.

The cub's green cute eyes stared at the roast goose, and there was a mess of saliva on the ground.

It wants to eat it!

But it's a spine!

"Huh."

The cub made a dissatisfied voice and sternly refused.

Even the seven stars above its head straightened its waist, looking like it was not afraid of power.

From the wind with the index finger and middle finger against the beast's eye totem between the beast's forehead, the fingertips have a golden light overflowing.

It was a beast eye totem that the mother beast gave up her body before she died, and stored all her life's cultivation in one eye, sealing the spiritual consciousness of the dragon.

As the golden light rippled out like waves, the originally dim color of the beast eye totem gradually brightened.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

A soft voice like a three-year-old child cried out in pain.

It was a child's voice she had never heard before.

Qingyan stared and held his breath, still the same unfamiliar voice.

Whose kids are out there?

Just as she was puzzled, the sound of the wind sounded again.

"Now that you can speak, let's call it."

Could that voice be Xiao Feifei?

Qingyan was stunned, sat up suddenly, and suddenly pulled the sore muscles, and tears came out.

"Grandpa!" The childish voice shouted briefly.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, the beast sprinted and bit away the roast goose from the wind's hand.

"Hey." Feel good from the wind, come with a pigeon.

The cub was still unwilling, but when he saw the pigeon, he barked softly.

Qingyan was anxious to see the talking dragon, and called him inside.

"Here we are." With a wave of the wind at the cub's hand, the little monster becomes a child.

As an ancient fierce beast, it is a death-like existence, and its appearance is a bit scary.

In order to avoid causing panic, the wind transformed it into a human form, a three-year-old child.

"Your father and mother are in the Li Mansion, do you know how to go?"

The cub unsealed his spiritual sense, his brain became smarter, and he smiled and showed two little tiger teeth, "Hmm! ”

The immature voice is cute and lovely.

Roast goose in one hand and pigeon in the other, jumped away.

"Are you awake?" Congfeng walked over with a bowl of hot porridge, "You must be hungry, I'll help you up and eat something." ”

Qingyan sat up, let him feed himself and drink porridge one by one, and looked behind him from time to time.

"Where's Feifei? I just heard Feifei's voice. Qingyan asked.

Congfeng ate the remaining half bowl of porridge and brought pigeon soup.

"You heard me wrong, it's just the two of us in the hospital." Congfeng picks up shredded meat with chopsticks and puts it in her mouth.

The pigeon meat is stewed crispy and fragrant.

Qingyan smashed his mouth, "My ears are good, don't try to lie to me!" ”

Congfeng is not weak at all, "Oh? So what did you hear? ”

I heard you make it call you grandpa!

Qingyan opened his mouth, a little speechless, and after a pause, he was stuffed with another mouthful of meat.

"I've never seen someone as thick-skinned as you." She sneered.

"What did you do wrong?" He asked knowingly, just to conclude that she was embarrassed to say it.

Qingyan snorted and ignored him.

Putting down the bowl from the wind, rubbing her thighs through the quilt, the moderate strength and exquisite skills made Qingyan feel very comfortable.

I don't know what method he used, Qingyan only felt that his thighs were slightly hot, and his muscles soon stopped aching.

In less than half an hour, she would be able to stand up.

"Little Feifei?" Qingyan walked out for the first time, but he didn't see the cubs anywhere.

Congfeng shrugged his shoulders and looked innocent, "I'll just say it's just the two of us." ”

Qingyan didn't argue with him, and when he returned to the house, he picked up the black pill on the ground, searched for it in the corner and under the bed, and asked Congfeng, "What about the red one?" ”

From the wind's eyes, the color darkened, and the roots of the ears flushed uncomfortably, "It's used." ”

"Hehehe." Qingyan smiled dryly, quickly turned around and sat at the table, and stuffed a large ball of mochi kueh into his mouth.

Is she stupid? It's unthinkable.

No wonder I didn't feel pain when I woke up just now, it turned out that I was using medicine.

It's a shame to think of yesterday's madness.

She didn't know whether to appreciate his thoughtfulness or not.

Although there is a little uncomfortable, in the end, you and I are willing, Qingyan quickly adapted, and it was time to eat and drink.

On the contrary, it was the wind of being a man, and since she mentioned it, the whole person was very awkward, and she didn't know how to face her.

Thinking that he had used coercion yesterday, he blamed himself for the wind.

She obviously struggled to refuse, frowning so much and resisting, but she disregarded her wishes and hurt her ruthlessly.

Qingyan saw that he was silent, and looked over suspiciously.

I saw that the man who was still in high spirits just now suddenly looked like a frosted eggplant, wilting a few times.

Qingyan pretended to be angry, crossed his hands and said, "Hey? You are a man, I am the one who suffers, I am the one who is sore, and I should be the one who should cry! ”

Hearing her say that she was going to cry, the person who was already blaming herself felt even more guilty, and said in a hoarse voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm willing to punish you however you want, but I don't regret it."

Qingyan raised her head arrogantly, "Punishment? You bully me like this, no matter how much punishment you punish, you can't offset it! ”

Can't offset it!

Won't you forgive no matter what?

Is she going to hate herself?

Thinking that she would look at herself with hatred in the future, her heart seemed to be cut by a blunt object, and the pain was unbearable.

From the wind like dead ashes, the face that has always been calm shows a helplessness, "I ......"

No amount of words at this point will look pale.