On the surface, he was just a sixteen-year-old boy.

But in his eyes, he occasionally revealed a temperament and experience that did not fit his age.

She thought it was just because of the girl that she became like this.

It wasn't until I heard Qianluo say that his family was wiped out that I knew the suffering of this young man.

If it ends here, it's nothing.

There are more people with stories in the rivers and lakes, who is not a person with a story.

What makes Ye Ruoyi curious is Zhang Liang's attitude towards life and things.

He can play with the girl all day, go to class together, play together, eat and sleep together.

There is not the slightest impatience yet.

He can also talk about some things with himself, and has his own peculiar views and perspectives on many things.

Even the women in the Qinglou, he said that if there was no way, they didn't want to do this.

There is no discrimination in his eyes, and it is the same for anyone.

Even when it comes to the emperor, he is just a pitiful person in his eyes.

He never practiced martial arts, saying that he had a plug-in.

I don't know what he's talking about, but it looks like a pretty powerful thing.

He would occasionally be in a daze, as if only then he was real.

Because, he will unconsciously show a sad look.

Sometimes he was like a child, sometimes like a wise man.

It was the first time she had met someone she couldn't see.

Even Xiao Chuhe, in her eyes, is just a high-spirited and talented teenager.

After a while, Ye Ruoyi came back to her senses, shook her head, and looked down at "Heavenly Silkworm Gong".

……

"Ahem, why is it so late today?"

The next day, early in the morning, Sikong Qianluo stood outside the door with a ring ruler and waited.

Since becoming a husband, the silver spear in her hand has become a ring ruler.

After five or six days of classes, she still enjoys it.

"It's my late wake-up today."

"Well, student Zhang Liang, you should call yourself a student, not me, stretch out your hand!"

Zhang liang:......

"Sister, don't play pots, pots and pots were sick yesterday, so I got up late."

"Sick, what's going on?"

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep well."

"yes, don't take it as an example!"

As he spoke, Sikong Qianluo waved the ring ruler and went to the study.

It is said that it is a study, but it is actually a remodeled from another room, with a total of more than a dozen square meters.

"Hey, what is this?"

When she came to the study, she saw a full moon-shaped pastry on her desk.

Looking down, there were still words written on it.

"Wish, Sikong, Qianluo, happy birthday?

This, ahem, nice gift, not bad! ”

Before he finished reading, Sikong's little face was like a peach, and it turned red.

"Sister, I still have to light a candle!"

"Candles?"

Then, in the midst of Sikong's astonished gaze, a peculiar song reappeared.

"Happy birthday to you and good luck ......"

It was still accompanied by the sound of candles.

What made Sikong Qianluo even more shy was when that peculiar song sounded.

The maid on the side and the annoying Zhang Liang were also singing along, which once made her feel like she wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.

For some reason, I just feel so ashamed.

"Sister, you have to blow it out, and then close your eyes and make a wish."

"Huh? Oh, sister, just blow it. ”

"Whew~Whew~"

"Sister, you have to make a wish! Remember to close your eyes! If you can't say it, it won't work. ”

"Okay, my sister knows."

Holding back his shyness, Sikong Qianluo was a little caught off guard and followed Yaya's command.

looked at the flushed face and the chaos of the situation.

At this moment, Zhang Liang was also 'deflated'.

Forgive her for what she has done these days.

Five seconds later, Sikong Qianluo opened his eyes tremblingly.

That guy was actually smiling at her!?

As if to bless her, is it really fake?

"Okay, eat cake!"

Yaya's cheers woke Sikong Qianluo up: "Cake, how to eat it?" ”

"Sister, you share!"

As she spoke, Yaya handed Sikong Qianluo a knife and a fork.

"Good!"

Although Sikong Qianluo practiced guns, his knife skills didn't seem to be bad.

In a few clicks, the cake was split into four large pieces.

"Sister, it's too big, it's a little smaller."

"Oh!"

"Sister, you eat the first bite."

"Okay!"

As he spoke, Sikong Qianluo dug a mouthful and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's so sweet!"

Zhang liang:......

The first bite is all cream, can it not be sweet!?

"Sister, it's delicious! It's called cream, and it's made from eggs. ”

"It's delicious, come to Yaya, give!"

"Thank you, sister!"

"Oh, yours."

Smiling, Zhang Liang also took the cake.

"Thank you for the gift!"

"Ahh What did you say? ”

"I didn't listen to the reckoning," muttered with a red face, and Sikong Qian concentrated on eating the cake.

After a while, seeing that Yaya was a little tired, Sikong Qianluo also reacted.

"Ahem, that's, that's it for today.

I won't go to class yet, come to my house in the evening, and bring the maid. ”

"Hey, you're ......"

"I mean, you haven't taken your cake with you yet."

Looking at Sikong Qianluo, who fled in embarrassment, Zhang Liang didn't know what to say.

"Anyway, didn't she wipe her mouth just now?

Forget it, it's not a child. ”

Shaking his head, Zhang Liang turned around and went back to the house.

……

"Senior sister, what are you?"

The Lord's Mansion, beyond the hall.

Tang Lian looked at Sikong Qianluo suspiciously.

"Senior brother, you're back!"

"I just came back, and I was about to report to the Third Master."

"Got it, you go first!"

"Senior sister, what are you?"

As she spoke, Tang Lian pointed to the corner of her mouth.

"Senior brother, what did you say? We are brothers and sisters. ”

"It's not Qianluo, you misunderstood, I mean what's on the corner of your mouth?"

As she spoke, Tang Lian had a bad premonition in her heart.

After all, Tang Lian was well-informed, so she naturally understood what this was.

"I've heard you arguing from the inside, what's going on?"

Without waiting for Sikong Qianluo to react, Sikong Changfeng came out first.

"Qianluo, what are you...... Isn't it Zhang Liang? ”

Obviously, Sikong Changfeng also saw the cream at the corner of Sikong Qianluo's mouth.

"Yes, he gave me a ...... life"

Before he finished speaking, Sikong Changfeng's figure had disappeared.

In a moment, Sikong Changfeng's gun intent instantly spread all over Snow Moon City.

"Zhang Liang!"

While!

There was a loud bang, as if something had hit the bell.

"Daddy, what's wrong? Enemies? ”

Feeling the gunfire all over the city, Sikong Qianluo was puzzled.

"Qianluo, are you with Zhang Liang?"

"What's the matter, why don't I understand what you're saying, senior brother?"

Tang Lian didn't speak, but pointed to the corner of her mouth again.

"What! Hey, when was this left behind? ”

Coming to the edge of the pool, Sikong Qianluo finally saw the cream that remained at the corner of his mouth.

"No wonder those people looked at me wonderfully and strangely along the way.

But isn't it just a little cream? ”

It's confusing.

"This is cream? It's not that! ”

"What! Senior brother, why are you talking strangely today? ”

"Qianluo, the cream at the corner of your mouth, is it eating?"

"Yes, Zhang Liang just celebrated my birthday with his sister.

The cream is on top of the cake and is made with eggs. ”

"That's good, that's good.

No, Zhang Liang! ”

As if to cater to what Tang Lian said, a figure suddenly flew over.

There is also a large golden clock on his body.