Qin Ren, like most men, has two things he likes.

First, I like to watch women fight.

Second, I like to read women's posts.

Yu Ling'er and Yu Yourong held each other's arms, their eyes were filled with light, giving people the feeling that they were both sisters and mothers and daughters. It was just a matter of compromise.

"Rong'er, I miss you so much." Yu Ling'er's tone choked slightly.

"I miss Master, too."

...

Yu Yourong's face was not changing, but what Qin Ren replayed in her mind was her sentence yesterday, "Master? What Master?"

...

"You don't know how my teacher came here these days."

"Well, so do I."

"I was caught and left on the street, and I had no food to eat..."

"Yeah, it's all right now."

"Oh, the sword was almost lost..."

“?!”

Yu Yourong's soft gaze became sharp and his pupils narrowed rapidly.

"No, no! It's just almost gone, you see."

Yu Ling'er raised the sword in one hand and covered her buttocks like a conditioned reflex. Her movements were so skillful that Qin Ren thought of a Pixiu.

“Huh?”

Where is Pixiu?

Qin Ren just entered the room and saw Luo Yao and Yu Yourong sitting on the sofa together, but why did they disappear in the blink of an eye?

"You two should have a lot to say, let's talk slowly first, please be willing."

Qin Ren said at the end, and gave Yu Yourong a look. He said what should be said and explained. It was enough to let her be alone. He returned to the bedroom and found the Pixiu wrapped in a quilt.

"Didn't you get up?"

Qin Ren slapped her ass through the quilt, but after she lifted it, she saw the little girl feeling depressed, arching her body like a shrimp and lying on her side.

"Go back to the trap?" Qin Ren also lay on his side, lay behind her, poking her tender face.

"The meaning of getting up early is to get back to sleep."

She argued in a low voice, then shrank again, slightly restraining her thin eyelids and thick eyelashes. There was no unnecessary expression on her face, like a doll thrown on the bed at will.

"What's wrong..."

Qin Ren gently hugged her from behind with one arm, and the palms were soft. Luo Yao had a little expression, frowned slightly, and she blushed and shook her face twice:

"You touched my chest again..."

"I said it, this is called a touch."

No wonder soft...

Of course, Qin Ren did not do it on purpose. Will anyone in the world have any unclean thoughts about poached eggs? Qin Ren just encountered it accidentally, so there was no need to be guilty, so he hugged her more and let her turn around and hang in his arms:

"Is there anything unhappy to say? Don't you usually say it?"

“Not unhappy.”

If you are really not unhappy, Luo Yao will start to hold Qin Ren and continue to sleep, or start playing with Landlord Fighting on your phone.

But if it was to make Qin Ren care more, the little girl would say "It's nothing" while showing him even more depressed.

The little big lips were gently pursed with sugar-like pearls, and the long hair quietly spread over the pillow, making my body smaller, which particularly highlighted the feeling of loneliness and weakness.

Qin Ren naturally couldn't bear to see her like this. He lowered his head and rubbed his chin against her forehead. She finally spoke:

"Qin Ren, you lied to me."

"?"

"You said before that Xiaoyu will leave after finding the master."

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, would you bring them all back for a meeting together?"

Luo Yao drilled into his arms, and wanted to fill his chest with his small body and his heart as if he was taking over the yellow nightgown straps, and you could see the cute shape of the poached egg being squeezed by his arms:

"Qin Ren, what are you going to do? This family is no longer a family..."

“…”

This kid, how can he learn these lines every day?

The little girl is becoming more and more coquettish. Qin Ren feels a little sad and a little amused.

Luo Yao didn't feel that she was acting cute, and she blew her twice seriously to express her dissatisfaction:

"Do you have to take girls at home every now and then?"

"Oh, you weren't I brought back?"

"So, but...but..."

Luo Yao felt a little guilty, and her delicate knees rubbed her restlessly on Qin Ren's lower abdomen, and looked around for a few times:

"But I'm the first, they're the second and third."

Luo Yao remembered the marketing account of the soul chicken soup I read not long ago:

"Everest is generally concerned about the highest mountain on Earth, which is Everest. Will you care about the second highest mountain?"

"The second is Qiao Geli Peak, and then Gancheng Zhangjia Peak."

Qin Ren not only said the second, but also said the third, but Luo Yao became even more powerful:

"Look! No one cares about the second and third things, you care a lot!"

"Oh, my aunt, that's not what I mean..."

Qin Ren thought he had broken the deadlock with cleverness, but he didn't expect that she was waiting for him here, and smiled helplessly, pinching her soft ears that were slightly red due to excitement:

"I understand, you're jealous."

"I don't like to be jealous, and the other sour ones are..."

Luo Yao muttered, then thought for a while and raised her eyes:

"What is jealous?"

"I just feel that when someone else comes to my house, I will be separated, so I feel uncomfortable in my heart?"

It feels uncomfortable one by one...

Luo Yao recalled that it seemed like this when Xiaoyu first came. She was like this when she saw Qin Ren hugging Xiaoyu. Now that the sect leader is here, the wild woman with big breasts, X2 is twice as uncomfortable.

"Um…"

Luo Yao nodded, and her white fingers pulled the small bump on Qin Ren's chest through her clothes:

"I'm jealous..."

Qin Ren felt a little painful and caught her moving little hand:

"Then why don't you eat it?"

Luo Yao’s requirements are actually very simple:

"As long as you promise me, you will always take care of me, and then... no matter who you bring back, you will never dislike me..."

Qin Ren couldn't understand what he said:

"Idiot, why do I dislike you?"

"because…"

Luo Yaoshui's bright eyes dimmed slightly:

"Because you lied to me, I actually... lied to you too..."

Qin Ren was stunned, and Luo Yao's shoulders trembled slightly, and she wanted to cry whether she could cry:

"I'm actually... not a sect-protecting spirit beast..."

Not a sect-protecting spirit beast?

But at least it is Pixiu, which is indeed from Liuyun Sect. It is impossible to make a mistake in the general direction. After all, Yu Yourong has been together for so long.

But the little girl refused to say what Luo Yao's identity was, and just asked Qin Ren to ask the sect leader.

"Then you keep sleeping for a while. I didn't sleep last night. I'll come back to accompany you later."
To be continued...