How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Jiang Luo looked at the flute in his hand with surprise, frowning and showing a puzzled look. At this time, the flute spoke: "Well, it seems that you are not that bad! You got some of your strength back so quickly? Although it is less than one hundredth, it is also an improvement."

If it were in the past, he would have thought that there was probably something wrong with the flute. A flute doesn't have a mouth, so how could it speak?

At this moment, he could clearly see the person standing next to the flute. He was a handsome young man with a red headband, about fourteen or fifteen years old.

The young man was dressed in black clothes, and even his accessories were black jade, which matched the black and green flute very well.

Jiang Luo looked into his eyes and asked, "What's your name?"

Di Ling replied: "You used to call me Little Dizi."

Jiang Luo: ...

No, did I choose names so casually before?

He cleared his throat and asked, "Little Dizi, how many years have you been with me?"

Xiao Dizi thought for a moment and replied, "I can't remember clearly. I have been with you since I was born. At that time, you...you...oh, you went out to hunt corpses with another person every day."

Jiang Luo frowned: "Hunting corpses?"

Xiao Dizi said, "They are corpse drivers. They will refine corpses into zombies and invade the cities of the living."

Jiang Luo thought of the time when he and Huo Yancheng met a man driving zombies on the way back from Wuchuan Province. He should also be related to the corpse hunting that Xiao Dizi mentioned.

Jiang Luo asked again: "Then...what kind of person was I at that time? Can you tell me more about it?"

The little flute remained silent. Jiang Luo didn't understand why he was silent, so he said speechlessly, "Why are you so silent now?"

Xiao Dizi said, "No...it's not that I don't want to say it, it's...it's that Master Chi Yan won't let me say it. He said that you need to explore all of this yourself, and it's up to you to decide whether or not to remember it."

Jiang Luo always felt that his past might not be as simple as Bai Fu said. It was just a tragic past that pushed Jing Lin to a high position. What about the consequences?

How did he achieve that result, and what happened in the process?

Jiang Luo knew that he shouldn't be curious, because once he was curious, he would explore step by step.

But he has come this far, and I'm afraid there is no way back.

Jiang Luo waved his hand lightly, and the small flute disappeared from his sight. He knew that the small flute was not lost, but was hidden by him in some enchanted space.

Monks all have their own barriers, which are similar to space rings, but they are more arbitrary and can plan the space according to the monk's own cultivation level.

The higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the larger the space territory he can demarcate, and there is generally no possibility of loss.

Jiang Luo went into the bathroom to take a shower, then opened Gu Ying's closet and started looking for clothes. Since Gu Ying was much taller than him, and his clothes were all of strange shapes and sizes that did not match his extraordinary temperament, Jiang Luo searched for a long time before finding a set of silk undershirt to wear.

Downstairs, Gu Ying and Lin Zhongshu had already prepared breakfast for them, and Huo Yancheng was chatting with them casually.

When Jiang Luo came down from upstairs, the three of them looked at him at the same time, their eyes lit up.

Jiang Luo adjusted Gu Ying's white but still very coquettish undershirt uncomfortably and said, "I borrowed a set of your clothes, but... I'm not used to it."

Gu Ying whistled at him: "It suits you very well. Most people can't wear my clothes, but this dress not only doesn't suppress you, but it makes your aura look very powerful."

Jiang Luo pulled at the tassels on her shirt, not understanding why clothes for sleeping had to be so fancy.

He frowned and asked, "Really? Don't you feel uncomfortable sleeping in it?"

Gu Ying said: "Those tassels are very soft. They are not knots. I tied them with a seal. They won't hurt you. Even if you are the Princess and the Pea, you won't feel uncomfortable."

Jiang Luo said absentmindedly, looking at the breakfast on the table and asked, "Are there any... pickles?"

Gu Ying stood up and brought him a plate of spicy radish, and teased: "What? You got pregnant overnight? Why are you so picky about food?"

Jiang Luo:!!!

He felt that he had not yet reached Gu Ying's bottom line.

Lin Zhongshu cleared his throat, but Huo Yancheng refused to admit defeat and retorted, "If it's that fast, you would have given birth to more than a dozen children."

At this time, a bunch of ghost dolls poked their heads over to look at them and shouted in unison: "Daddy, Daddy!"

Jiang Luo: ...

He choked on his laughter, coughed, and pointed at the ghost doll and said, "Look, hasn't it already given birth to so many?"

Huo Yancheng also laughed and looked at Jiang Luo with a face full of happiness and doting. He picked up an egg, peeled it, and put it into Jiang Luo's porridge.

Jiang Luo looked up and smiled at him, her eyelashes drooping slightly. The gentle sunlight hit his eyelashes, creating a very beautiful colorful halo around his eyes.

Huo Yancheng couldn't help but lean over and kiss him on the lips, which startled Jiang Luo who was drinking porridge. The porridge overflowed from the corner of his mouth and was gently licked clean by Huo Yancheng.

Jiang Luo: ...

"What are you doing? You scared me!"

Huo Yancheng smiled helplessly and sighed softly: "I'm sorry, baby, I can't help but want to kiss you when I see you."

Jiang Luo didn't care, but put down the spoon, leaned over and kissed him.

At this time, Lin Zhongshu and Gu Ying had just come back after arranging the children. Seeing them being so affectionate, they smiled at each other.

Lin Zhongshu said: "You two should have been like this a long time ago. You two are a perfect match no matter how you look at it. Whether it's your personality or your character and appearance, we think you two are a good match together."

Jiang Luo smiled embarrassedly and said, "Aren't you going to eat? Oh, if you don't want to eat, Uncle Lin will eat, right?"

Lin Zhongshu replied: "Eat. Ah Ying wants to eat too. Let's eat together."

As he said that, he pulled Gu Ying over and sat opposite him and Huo Yancheng.

Gu Ying said, "We can call that couple over. It would be better for the six of us to live a good life."

Jiang Luo thought that Gu Ying was amazing and was better at handling the Internet than himself.

Huo Yancheng said: "They went out for something today. It seems that their company has something to deal with. It's rare that Shang Lu actually wants to go to the company to deal with something, and he also brought Qian Ling with him..."

Lin Zhongshu said, "You are wearing tinted glasses. The merchant is dealing in antiques, so it is indeed less troublesome. He can just throw the things into the museum and make money. But, you see, they have to spend a lot of energy to collect those old things every year. Didn't something happen a while ago?"

Jiang Luo heard it, raised his head and asked, "Something happened? What happened?"

Huo Yancheng replied: "Something happened. Someone said that a batch of jade articles were replaced with real ones with fake ones. Because the amount involved was huge, he had to go there in person. And he couldn't leave Qian Ling, so Qian Ling had to follow him."

Gu Ying said: "Oh, he came to look for you last night, but when he heard that you were upstairs, he went back first."

Jiang Luo: ...

At this moment, he wanted to cover his face. He only slept with Huo Yancheng once, how come the whole world knew about it?

Jiang Luo took out his phone and sent a message to Lin Zhongshu: "Dad, are you busy now? It's okay, just do your own thing, and we'll play together when you come back."

Qian Ling replied very quickly: "Baby, are you awake? How did you feel yesterday? Was it uncomfortable for the first time? It's okay, baby, it will get better slowly and you will feel very comfortable."

Jiang Luo: ...

Ahhh, why are we talking about this topic!

Jiang Luo answered reluctantly: "It's okay, not particularly uncomfortable."

Qian Ling replied with great satisfaction: "Well, then he is still good. He is not self-centered and comfortable."

Jiang Luo asked: "Shouldn't you be on the plane right now? How come you can still surf the Internet?"

He had to change the subject quickly, otherwise he wouldn't know how to go on.

Qian Ling replied: "I have in-flight wifi here, and your father's plane is well equipped."

Jiang Luo: ...Okay! He showed off his wealth.

Qian Ling replied, "I have made soup for you in the kitchen. The housekeeper will serve it to you when you return. You must drink it, baby. It will be very, very good for your body. You are still young and must take good care of yourself. You have to wait until your body matures before you can consider the next step."