The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Ming Xi's heart skipped a few beats when he heard that, and then he pretended to be calm and said, "How, how is it possible!"

Su Yang rolled his eyes. "No matter if it's true or not, I will never let it happen as long as I'm here. My brother is of noble status, how can he be involved with a wild child like you?"

As he spoke, he pinched Mingxi's cheek and took a closer look, "Your face is really getting more and more outstanding, so soft and tender. My brother is with you every day, so it's normal for him to be attracted to you.

But you are too humble, if my brother is really with you, wouldn’t it be a joke for nothing, so you better give up the idea as soon as possible, otherwise, hehe~"

When Ming Xi heard his last words, he felt a chill all over his body, as if he was in an ice cellar. He couldn't help but tremble a little, but still said with gritted teeth:

"Don't worry, I know who I am, and I definitely wouldn't dare to have any unreasonable thoughts!"

"Haha, that's better." Su Yang said with a chuckle, then touched his chin and thought about it. Suddenly, a good idea flashed in his mind.

"If you stay here, there may be problems. You should move out tomorrow!"

Ming Xi was stunned for a moment, and knelt down in front of him with a plop, "Su Yang, please don't chase me away, okay? I beg you..."

"No! In order to prevent my brother from being led astray by you, you must leave!"

"No!" Ming Xi grabbed his trouser legs and refused to let go. "Please don't chase me away. What will I do if you chase me away?"

Su Yang looked at Ming Xi who was kneeling in front of him and begging desperately, without any wavering in his eyes.

"No means no, you have to go."

Mingxi's heart was filled with despair and grievance. He didn't understand why he was driven away just because of something like this.

He kept asking himself in his heart, am I really that unbearable?

I have been living carefully in this sea moon, trying not to cause trouble, but now I am being ruthlessly driven away.

He thought about the days he spent with Su Xiang. Although there were quarrels and conflicts, there were also those unexpected warm moments.

His feelings towards Su Xiang were complicated, including fear, admiration, and some emotions that even he himself was unwilling to admit.

“No... wuwuwu...you all bully me..." Mingxi lay on the ground and burst into tears.

"Hey, don't cry. I was just kidding. How could I really throw you out on the street?" Su Yang covered his ears and continued:

"I mean to let you stay at Brother Xiaoyan's for a while. If my brother really doesn't like you, you can come back later."

After these words were spoken, Ming Xi not only stopped crying, but almost laughed out loud.

He was just worrying that he had no reason to look for Su Wenyan, but now, the opportunity came to his doorstep, how could he refuse it, hahahaha!

Dear uncle, here I come...

The night fell, and everything was silent. Wei Zhi stayed by Su Xiang's bed, keeping an eye on his condition.

"Cough cough..." Su Xiang, who had been sleeping on the bed for a long time, suddenly coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes.

Wei Zhi was extremely surprised: "Master, Master, you are awake!" He said excitedly, raising his hand and gently stroked Su Xiang's pale and weak face.

"Master, how do you feel now? Are you hungry? I'll bring you food, okay?"

After sleeping for most of the day, Su Xiang's stomach was indeed a little empty, and he nodded slightly.

Wei Zhi hurried out of the room and soon returned with a tray. He let Su Xiang lean on him, scooped up a spoonful of soup and handed it to Su Xiang's mouth:

"Master, drink a bowl of chicken soup to warm your stomach first."

Su Xiang drank a few sips reluctantly, then shook his head, leaned against Wei Zhi's chest, closed his eyes and said:

"I don't want to drink anymore."

"Drink a little more. You'll get better faster once you have strength." Wei Zhi advised softly.

Su Xiang was silent for a moment, but finally compromised and continued drinking.

"Oh, Master is awesome!" Wei Zhi praised, and scooped another spoonful. "Other masters are not as awesome as mine. He can drink a whole bowl of soup, right?"

"Well, I'm the best." Su Xiang was coaxed by Wei Zhi and had a faint smile on his face, looking gentle and well-behaved.

While he was drinking soup, outside the door, the crazy man Tushenjian walked in with his short legs, holding a bottle of milk.

This thing is clearly a magic sword, but it has a unique taste and often wanders around disguised as a one or two year old baby.

Su Yang brought it from the Demon Realm with the original intention of letting it protect Su Xiang, but this guy turned against Tian Gang and actually asked Su Xiang to earn money for its milk powder.

"Ah...ah..." Tushenjian staggered to the bedside, threw the bottle on the ground, and climbed up with his two chubby little hands grabbing the edge of the bed.

As a result, Hengji failed to climb up for a long time, so he simply sat on the floor and stretched out his arms to Weizhi for a hug.

Wei Zhi looked at his nemesis teammate, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He stretched out his leg in front of the beast, letting it hug him and then lift him up.

“Waaaaaaaa!”

The God-Slaying Sword shouted happily, then rolled into Su Xiang's arms and lay down comfortably.

"Hey, go, go, go and lie down over there. Don't disturb the master while he's eating."

Wei Zhi pushed with disgust, and Tushenjian twisted his little butt to express his dissatisfaction.

"Haha! It's okay. It's not a problem. Let me see if you've gained weight."

Su Xiang looked at the God-Slaying Sword in his arms with a smile and poked its round little face with his finger.

"Yiya!" Tushenjian waved his two chubby little arms happily, looking like a kitten begging for food, which was very pitiful.

"Master, please stop pampering it. It spends all day eating and sleeping, or else it makes a fuss to find you. If you don't take care of it, it will probably forget that it is still a magic sword in no time."

Wei Zhi sighed helplessly, he really had no way to deal with this crazy man.

Today was particularly lively. Just as the God-Slaying Sword had arrived for a while, the Fourth Demon Lord Xue Moqian rushed in as if in a hurry.

"Brother! Oh my god! This is terrible. Let me see where you are hurt."

He was dressed in a red robe that fluttered like the wind, with delicate and handsome features, thick eyelashes and deep, charming eyes, revealing a strange and evil aura.

He quickly ran to Su Xiang's bed, and a pair of big hands reached into Su Xiang's quilt and groped up and down without saying a word.

"Hey! Where the hell are you touching?" Su Xiang slapped him on the head and cursed viciously: "If you dare to take advantage of me again, I'll chop off your claws!"

Xue Moqian smiled fearlessly, "Big brother, you want to chop off my claws? Wait until you can beat me!"

Afterwards, he sent Wei Zhi and Tushen Jian away, closed the door and drew the curtains.

"Hey! Why the hell are you pulling the curtains?" Su Xiang looked at him suspiciously.

"Hehehe, I'm just afraid of someone peeping." Xue Moqian rushed over after saying this, "Brother! Take off your clothes quickly, so I can see where you're injured?"

Su Xiang dodged a few moves, and at least saved his shorts. He became angry and said, "Get lost!"

"Hey, don't move. Let me check it carefully." Xue Moqian moved closer with a lustful look.

"Pa——" the crisp sound of slapping echoed throughout the house.

Xue Moqian covered his face and pouted aggrievedly: "It hurts~ Big brother, be gentle..."