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

My younger brother Yuanyuan was so excited that his face turned red and his little mouth opened wide, as if he wanted to swallow the whole ice cream in one gulp.

My sister leaned her little head forward, staring at the tempting ice cream, waiting to have a bite.

But at this moment, Long Yiqiu rushed over. When she saw this scene, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by full of worry and tension.

"No, no, children can't eat such cold food, it will give them stomachaches." As she said that, she quickly reached out and took the ice cream back from Su Xiang.

Su Xiang was unhappy, "Tsk, are you annoying? You won't die if you eat it, so what are you afraid of..."

Tuantuan, who didn't get to eat the ice cream, pouted and tears instantly filled her eyes. "Mom, I'll just have a small bite, okay?"

Yuanyuan also echoed the words, holding onto the corner of Long Yiqiu's clothes with her little hands, shaking them non-stop, "Mom, let me have a taste too, just a little bit."

Su Xiang rolled his eyes at Long Yiqiu fiercely, "Look at what you have done. The child can't even have a bite of ice cream. I should have never brought you out."

Long Yiqiu shook her head firmly: "My dears, it's really not possible. When you grow up, mom will buy you lots of ice cream."

Tuantuan burst into tears and cried out "Wow". Her little body shook violently as she sobbed, crying and shouting:

"Mom is bad, Mom is bad, I hate Mom!"

Yuanyuan's eyes were also red. Although she didn't cry loudly, she bit her lower lip tightly. Her little face was full of grievance. The hand that was holding the corner of Long Yiqiu's clothes unconsciously loosened, and she took a few steps back, as if in silent protest.

Su Xiang said angrily: "Is it that serious? Just eating a bite of ice cream, how big a deal can it be? You are making a fuss out of nothing."

Long Yiqiu felt very aggrieved. He squatted down, gently hugged Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan into his arms, and said softly:

"My dears, Mommy didn't mean to stop you from eating. When your stomachache stops, Mommy will take you to eat ice cream that's even better than this, okay? Now Mommy will perform a fun magic trick for you."

As she spoke, she took out a colorful handkerchief from her pocket and shook it gently in the air. The handkerchief instantly turned into several lifelike colorful birds. The birds fluttered their wings at her fingertips and chirped non-stop.

Long Yi Qiu is the younger sister of Long Huayuan, the lord of the Dragon Clan, and the actual second lady of the Dragon Clan. Later, because she and her husband Ye Chenyang attempted to seize power and usurp the throne and kill their sister, Long Huayuan kicked her out and destroyed all her cultivation.

But a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. After so long, with Lu Jing's help, it is no problem to perform a small magic trick.

Tuantuan and Yuanyuan were attracted by this magical scene. They stopped crying abruptly. Tears were still on their faces, but they couldn't help showing curious expressions.

Tuantuan opened his eyes wide and asked curiously, "Mom, how did you do that?" Yuanyuan also came over, with excitement shining in her eyes.

Seeing that the children's attention was diverted, Long Yi Qiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then conjured up various small animals such as rabbits and squirrels, and let them "run" on the grass.

The children laughed so hard that they had forgotten all about the unpleasantness just now. The two of them chased these "little animals" on the grass with laughter and had a lot of fun.

Seeing that the children finally stopped crying, Long Yi Qiu stood up and slowly walked towards Su Xiang.

Su Xiang turned his back to her with a sullen look on his face. Long Yiqiu came to sit beside him and gently put his arms around Su Xiang.

"Don't be angry, I know you care about the children and want to make them happy. But children have very fragile stomachs and are prone to getting sick if they eat ice cream. If they feel bad, we as parents won't feel good either, right?"

Su Xiang snorted coldly and said nothing.

Seeing this, Long Yiqiu continued, "I know I may have been a little tough just now and didn't consider your feelings. It's my fault. Look, the children are having so much fun now. Let's not let this little thing ruin our mood, okay?"

Su Xiang's expression eased a little, but he still said stubbornly: "Huh, what? I think you are targeting me on purpose."

Long Yiqiu couldn't help but laugh. She leaned on Su Xiang's shoulder and said softly, "How could that be? I've seen how good you are to the children. If there is anything in the future, let's discuss it properly and not quarrel, okay?"

"no!"

"Then I'll tell you a story, okay?"

"Hmm?" Su Xiang turned his head and looked at her.

Long Yiqiu leaned in and kissed his cheek, "Tell me the story of my husband Ye Chenyang. Aren't you always curious about what kind of person he is?"

"Well~ okay." Su Xiang nodded and agreed reluctantly.

"Then let's eat first, and I'll tell you slowly after dinner, okay?" Long Yi Qiu coaxed in a gentle voice.

"Ah."

……

The two men and the fox walked out of the eerie cave. Mr. Yang's steps were weak and his legs were still trembling slightly. It was obvious that he had not yet fully recovered from the thrilling battle just now.

He looked at Lu Jing, his eyes full of awe and fanaticism. Suddenly, his knees went weak and he fell to his knees with a plop. Then, his head hit the ground heavily with a dull sound.

Lu Jing was startled by this sudden action and hurried forward to help him up, "Boss Yang, what are you doing? Get up!"

But Boss Yang seemed not to have heard it. He hugged Lu Jing's thighs tightly with both hands, raised his head, and his eyes were shining with excitement, "Boss Lu! No, Master! You must accept me as your disciple! The skills you just showed were simply heavenly.

I, Yang Long, have never seen anyone so powerful in my life! If I could learn even a single move from you, I would be willing to shorten my life by ten years!"

Lu Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He tried to pry Mr. Yang's hands apart while patiently explaining, "Mr. Yang, calm down first. Becoming a disciple is no small matter, and I'm really not suitable."

Mr. Yang held on tighter, refusing to let go. "I won't! I won't! Master, please don't reject me! I know my talent is mediocre, but I am not afraid of hardship. I am willing to learn from the most basic and get up before dawn to practice. Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, I will never back down!"

Lu Jing sighed helplessly, "Boss Yang, the road of cultivation is difficult and full of unknowns and dangers. This is not something you can decide on impulse. Besides, you are also a good hand in business, so why do you have to get involved in this cultivation full of variables?"

When Mr. Yang heard this, his eyes turned red with anxiety. "Master, you don't understand! In my mind, those things in the business world are nothing compared to spiritual practice!

I have been yearning for these mysterious powers since I was a child. Today, I saw you display your magical powers with my own eyes. It feels like a fire is burning in my heart. If I don't embark on the path of cultivation, I will never be willing in this life!"