Qin Ren, like most men, has two things he likes.
First, I like to watch women fight.
Second, I like to see women posting.
Yu Ling'er and Yu Yourong held each other's arms, their eyes sparkling, giving people the impression that they were both sisters and mother and daughter. It was a perfect compromise to say they were master and disciple.
"Rong'er, I miss you so much, my teacher." Yu Ling'er's voice was slightly choked.
"I miss Master too."
…
Yu Yourong's face remained calm and her heart did not beat, but what replayed in Qin Ren's mind was her words from yesterday: "Master? What master?"
…
"You don't even know how Master has been here these days."
"Yes, me too."
"I was arrested and left on the street without food..."
"Well, it's okay now."
"Oh, I almost lost my sword..."
"?!"
Yu Yourong's soft eyes became sharp and his pupils narrowed rapidly.
"No, no! It's just a close call. It's not lost, you see."
Yu Ling'er raised the sword with one hand and covered his buttocks with the other hand reflexively. His skillful movements reminded Qin Ren of a certain Pixiu.
"Huh?"
Where is Pixiu?
Qin Ren had just entered the room and saw Luo Yao and Yu Yourong sitting on the sofa together, but they were gone in the blink of an eye.
"You two should have a lot to say, so let's talk slowly and calmly."
At the end of his speech, Qin Ren gave Yu Yourong a look and told her that what needed to be said and explained was enough to be left to her alone. He then returned to the bedroom and found Pixiu wrapped in a quilt.
"Didn't you get up?"
Qin Ren patted her butt through the quilt, and when he lifted it, he saw the little girl lying on her side with her body hunched up like a shrimp.
"Go back to sleep?" Qin Ren also lay on his side, lying behind her, and poked her tender face.
“The purpose of getting up early is to go back to sleep.”
She defended in a low voice, then shrank back, slightly tightening her thin eyelids and thick eyelashes, with no unnecessary expression on her face, like a doll that had been thrown carelessly on the bed.
"What's the matter…"
Qin Ren gently hugged her with one arm from behind, and the palm of his hand was soft. Luo Yao became a little more expressive, slightly frowning her thin eyebrows, and blushing twice:
"You touched my breast again..."
"As I said, this is called touching."
No wonder it’s so soft…
Of course Qin Ren didn't do it on purpose. Is there anyone in the world who has any dirty thoughts about poached eggs? Qin Ren just touched it by accident, so there was no need to feel guilty, so he hugged her more and turned her around to nest.
In his arms:
"If you have anything unhappy to say, don't you always say it?"
"Not unhappy."
If she was really not unhappy, Luo Yao would have continued sleeping with Qin Ren in her arms, or started playing Landlords on her mobile phone.
But if it was to make Qin Ren care more, the little girl would say "nothing" while showing him an even lower mood.
Her small lips were lightly pursed with pearls like sugar water, and her long hair was quietly scattered all over the pillow, making her body smaller, which highlighted the feeling of loneliness and weakness.
Come.
Qin Ren naturally couldn't see her like this. He lowered his head and rubbed his chin on her forehead before she finally spoke:
"Qin Ren, you lied to me."
"?"
"You said before that when Xiaoyu finds his master, he will leave."
Qin Ren fell into deep thought. Has he said this before...
"But you have brought her master back now. There are so many disciples in Liuyun Sect. If they all come, do you want to bring them all back for a meeting?"
Luo Yao crawled into his arms, trying to occupy his chest and heart with her small body. The shoulder straps of her light yellow nightgown slipped down, and you could see that the poached eggs were squeezed high by her arms.
The cute puffy shape:
"Qin Ren, what are you going to do? This family is no longer a family..."
"..."
This kid learns these lines every day.
The little girl is getting better and better at acting like a baby. Qin Ren feels a little distressed and a little bit dumbfounded.
Luo Yao didn't feel that she was acting coquettishly, and expressed her dissatisfaction by waving twice seriously:
"Are you going to bring girls home every now and then?"
"Oh, I didn't bring you back?"
"Me too, but...but..."
Luo Yao felt a little guilty, her delicate knees rubbed restlessly on Qin Ren's lower abdomen, and her eyes looked around a few times:
"But I am the first, and they are the second and the third."
Luo Yao remembered the Chicken Soup for the Soul marketing account she read not long ago:
"Everyone generally only cares about the tallest mountain on Earth, Qomolangma. Do they care about the second tallest mountain?"
"Second is K2, then Kanchenjunga."
Qin Ren not only said the second one, but also the third one by the way. As a result, Luo Yao fluttered even more fiercely:
"Look! No one else cares about second or third place, only you care a lot!"
"Hey, little aunt, that's not what I meant..."
Qin Ren thought he had cleverly broken the situation, but he didn't expect her to be waiting for him here. He smiled helplessly and pinched her soft ears that were slightly red with excitement:
"I know, you are jealous."
"I don't like to be jealous, and neither do other jealous people..."
Luo Yao muttered, then thought about it and raised her eyes:
"What is jealousy?"
"I just feel that if other people come to the house, I will be separated, so I feel uncomfortable in my heart?"
I feel uncomfortable every time I pinch...
Luo Yao recalled it, it seemed that she was like this when Xiaoyu first came, and she was like this when she saw Qin Ren hugging Xiaoyu. Now that the sect master is here, big breasted wild woman X2, she is doubly uncomfortable.
"Um…"
Luo Yao nodded, and Bai Shengsheng's fingers pinched the small knot on Qin Ren's chest through his clothes:
"I am jealous…"
Qin Ren felt a little pain, so he grabbed her little hand that was moving around:
"Then why don't you eat?"
Luo Yao's request is actually very simple:
"As long as you promise me that you will always take care of me, and then... no matter who you bring back, you will never dislike me..."
Qin Ren couldn't even understand what he said:
"Idiot, why should I dislike you?"
"because…"
Luo Yao's bright eyes dimmed slightly:
"Because you lied to me, I actually... also lied to you..."
Qin Ren was stunned, and Luo Yao's shoulders trembled slightly, whether to cry or not:
"I'm actually...not a sect-protecting spirit beast..."
Not a protector spirit beast?
But at least it was Pai Xiu, and it was true that he belonged to the Liuyun Sect. There was no way he could go wrong in the general direction. After all, Yu Yourong had been together for so long.
But the little girl refused to tell Luo Yao's specific identity and asked Qin Ren to ask the sect leader.
"Then you go on to sleep for a while. I didn't sleep last night and will be back with you later."
"Um…"
Seeing that the little girl was under a lot of psychological pressure, Qin Ren let her really take a nap and rest. He returned to the restaurant and saw Yu Yourong and his master sitting at the dining table chatting. He interrupted them with a dry cough:
"Sorry, that...Master Fish."
"Eh?"
Yu Ling'er blinked and stood up carefully.
"No, no, no, sit down and let me ask you something."
Qin Ren got straight to the point and briefly talked about Pixiu.
…
"Sect-protecting spirit beast?"
Yu Ling'er looked at his apprentice, and Yu Yourong also nodded lightly:
"That's what Luo Yao said after she arrived on Earth. She usually follows you, Master, so I didn't pay much attention to her."
Qin Ren took over the words:
"So Luo Yao, who is she?"
"Oh, she is not a sect-protecting spirit beast. Our Liuyun Sect does not have a sect-protecting spirit beast."
Yu Ling'er explained unhurriedly:
"That Pixiu is the mount I use to travel in the Continent of Ten Thousand Demons."
Mount?
"..."
Qin Ren's expression instantly became complicated...
