The hero always suspects me of cheating [Transmigration Book]

Xing Yang sat down tiredly, and pushed the child to his side.

In this farce-like quarrel, he was the most tiring person.

The child sat beside him with his head bowed, his hands folded, his eyelashes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Have you thought about it?" Xing Yang sighed: "Did you pour blood into Er Liuer?"

No wonder Yuming was so angry, it was ridiculous that he thought it was a quarrel between children.He knows exactly how poisonous Qi Guanshui's blood is.

The child lowered his head and did not speak.

Xing Yang was also a little annoyed: "If you didn't think about it, then keep thinking, and how to explain it after thinking about it! How can I teach you?!"

He has always been mild-tempered, and when he is rarely angry, Qi Guanshui sits next to him, his eyes are red from crying, and he tightly clutches one of his sleeves, pitiful, but he doesn't look at him, let alone open his mouth, the two of them talk. So stalemate.

After a while, Xing Yang couldn't bear it anymore, he pulled the child into his arms, the latter was even more aggrieved, he jumped in and refused to look up.

"I... I can explain..." The child's voice was hoarse, and he didn't know how many tears he had swallowed. His eyes and nose were red and swollen, and he kissed Xing Yang's side face with tears: "I explain, don't leave me behind." ..."

"Who said I'm going to leave you?" Xing Yang felt distressed and uncomfortable, and felt a little frustrated.

We haven't been together for a long time, but the child always listens to what he says. Xing Yang is full of plans, and feels that even if the child doesn't listen to everything he says, he still knows a little bit. The fig leaf was torn apart.

He hasn't changed at all.

"Don't cry now, we still have to continue climbing, it's not good to waste too much water." Xing Yang reached out to wipe his tears for him, and said patiently: "I'm not in a hurry, and you are not in a hurry. I believe You, you can wait until we're done climbing to explain, okay?"

The child sobbed, and his little shoulders trembled, "Okay."

He lowered his head and grabbed Xing Yang's hand, before he could react, from the warm palm to his fingers, he wiped away the tears that Xing Yang wiped off his face just now.

Xing Yang said helplessly: "How many times have I told you, it's dirty, don't lick it." '

Qi Guanshui hugged one of Xing Yang's arms, shook his head and said, "Not dirty."

Xing Yang rubbed his ears and head, but did not pursue this matter any further.But Qi Guanlan's departure can be explained clearly——

Raising bones, resurrecting the dead, and rescuing Erliu'er is naturally not a problem.

Perhaps it was Li Bulian who approached the door and forcibly took him away.

Xing Yang sighed, feeling unbearably guilty.

They made some adjustments, and after a short rest, they continued to climb.

The hanging ladder seemed to have no end. Xing Yang held the child's hand and looked down at the steps. In the end, he had no more thoughts in his head, only countless overlapping steps.

Beads of sweat fell to the ground, forming a deep mark.

Xing Yang squinted his eyes, and suddenly there was a breathy greeting in his ear: "Hello!"

He turned his head and saw that it was Yu Ming who had gone and returned.The young man stood proudly on the flying sword and said, "You hurt my junior sister, and you still want to leave like this?"

Xing Yang saw that there was a double image of the person, and he managed to maintain his figure, "What do you want?"

Meet Mingyu knot.

He didn't think about it either.

The apology is over, and the one who admits the mistake is admitted. Erliuer doesn't remember the overnight grudge, and forgets it when he says he forgets it. He is the only one who puts this matter in his heart. Do something.

He stroked his chin and pondered for a while, feeling that he was a bit ashamed, and said fiercely: "What do you care about me... Hey!"

Before he finished speaking, his heart was almost frightened—Xing Yang, who was originally standing on the steps, knelt down with a common sound, then his body went limp, and he passed out.

Qi Guanshui watched Xing Yang fall to the ground helplessly, without any thoughts in his head for a moment.He knelt on the ground trembling, and the first thing he did was to sniff.

Yuming jumped off the flying sword with a swipe, and said in a panic: "What's wrong? I... I didn't do anything..."

When Xing Yang woke up, it was already the third watch in the morning.

An ordinary bedroom is no different from an inn, except that it has a bit more scholarly and elegant atmosphere.

He opened his eyes in a daze, only to feel that his arms were sore and swollen, and stretched out like an old hen. There were two people lying on the left and the right. On the left was a young man in white fur with black hair. His long hair was scattered on the bed, his long and narrow eyes were tightly closed, and he was sleeping soundly on his arm; on the right was a child whose height was no more than 1.2 meters, who had already woken up, and looked at him intently with his head propped on one hand.

Xing Yang paused, thinking this is the legendary left hug?He had enjoyed Xing Xing's five-claw entanglement and upside-down Dafa before, but this time there are beauties on both sides, and the gender seems to be a little bit different.

"I pushed him past. I can't push him anymore. I crawled in and lay down on the bed in the middle of the night." Seeing that he woke up, the child let go of his hand and lay down on his arm, "You didn't sleep well, your arms were sore, I rubbed it for you."

His face is expressionless, his skin is tender, and he looks juicy.

Xing Yang: "..."

If it weren't for the soreness in his arms, maybe he would have believed it.

He sighed and sat up, only to realize that the clothes on his body had been changed, it was the same white fur coat as Yu Ming beside him.The child looked up at him straight up, without any sense of invitation in his eyes.Xing Yang tentatively asked, "Alan?"

Xing Yang reached out and scratched his chin, but Qi Guanlan didn't respond at all.

Xing Yang rubbed his temples with a headache, and felt a pair of small hands stretched out within two strokes. The force was a little heavy at first, but then it became gentle and comfortable.

Qi Guanlan knelt on the bed and said, "Headache? I wiped your body yesterday and changed your clothes. The towel was wet with hot water, and it didn't touch the wind. How could you have a headache."

Xing Yang held his hand in his hand, looked around, and asked, "Where is this? Zhongnan Zi Mansion? Where is Ah Shui?"

He asked for a long time and the child didn't answer a word. Xing Yang looked down and found that the child's eyelashes were lowered to look at their intertwined hands, so he hurriedly let go: "Does it hurt you?"

He was a little apprehensive, Qi Guanlan is different from Qi Guanshui, Qi Guanshui has something to talk about, and he has to fabricate something when he has nothing to do, like a little sticky cake, wishing that the whole person would stick to his eyes, a bit like being ignored A child who has been around for a long time always longs for the attention of adults; Qi Guanlan is the complete opposite. He is quiet and well-behaved. Such a little thing.

The child shook his head, "No. Your hands are very warm."

Xing Yang patted his head, "Your hands are also very soft."

Yuming who opened his eyes just now: "..." Oh, my mother.

The young man's eyes were piercing, he fixed his head on a chicken coop, and raised his clean feet against Xing Yang's back, sneered: "Are my feet soft? My eyes don't know how to look at the road? If it wasn't for my good intentions to bring you Come up, this Shankui of the Thirteen Peaks of Zhongnan Zifu can tear you alive."

Xing Yang felt a little uncomfortable and shook his back, raised his hand and squeezed Yuming's calf, found the numbness and squeezed it hard, then squeezed it hard again, Yuming sneered: "Try harder. I should have hugged my leg and yelled that it hurts with a little force."

Xing Yang: "..."

Without changing his face, he pushed Yu Ming's stiff calf away, moved back, and asked him, "Have you seen Ah Shui?"

Yuming leaned on the pillow: "Maybe you're outside playing with Erliuer?"

Xing Yang asked suspiciously: "Play?"

Qi Guanping is soft and caring in the daytime, like a small hand stove in the cold day, he is lying on the bed, will he go out to play?

Yuming said: "What do you ask a little white-eyed wolf for? This one in your arms—" He pointed at Qi Guanlan, "Although it's not good, it's better than Qi Guanshui, right?"

Qi Guanlan nodded.

Xing Yang turned his head to look, and saw the child calmly grabbing a corner of his clothes and sitting neatly on the edge of the bed.

Xing Yang didn't forget the weeds outside the restaurant window and the small scar on Qi Guanlan's face. Seeing that Yuming had no intention of getting angry, he simply picked up the child and rolled it into his arms, pointing to the wound on the child's face and asked :"what 's wrong?"

With embarrassing awkwardness on Yuming's face, he tilted his head and said, "A few days ago, Qi Guanshui fed Er Liu'er a glass of blood water. I recognized the wrong person and moved my hand. I accidentally made such a stroke. The man in your arms said he could To save someone, I took him away. He had a token of the Zhongnanzi Mansion around his waist, and the senior sister said that he could be sent directly to Taiqing Peak. Senior Brother Dai Li happened to be there, so I just sent him directly. left behind."

Xing Yang said: "None of you left me a letter?"

Yuming said angrily: "Er Liu'er is about to die, how could he have time to leave a letter?"

His voice became weaker and weaker, and at the end he remembered that Qi Guanlan met Xing Yang after saving his junior sister. I forgot.After much deliberation, it's really unkind to make people worry, and I can't hold back my face to apologize, so I can only turn my noble face away, silently waiting for Xing Yang to speak.

Qi Guanlan tugged at the corner of his clothes again.

As soon as Xing Yang lowered his head, he saw the small scar on his face. The child looks delicate, but looks thin, and the baby fat is not obvious. With a pair of calm and moist black eyes, he looks like a well-behaved little sheep.

Xing Yang sighed: "Since you were invited to help, why didn't you tell me the truth?"

Qi Guanlan whispered, "I'm afraid you're worried."

He looked down at the corner of Xing Yang's clothes, and leaned into his arms, but he didn't dare to get too close, Xing Yang stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms.

Xing Yang has always been familiar with holding children. He patted Qi Guanlan's head and said helplessly, "But if you don't tell me, I will be more worried."

Qi Guanshui sniffed the smell on his collar, and rolled his eyes casually.

Worrying...worrying is good.

Keep him in mind all the time.

Yuming sat cross-legged on one side, resting his chin in boredom, and said, "By the way, I'll tell you something."

Xing Yang asked: "What?"

Yuming said: "My master and the peak master of Taiqing Peak are close friends, now that there is a problem with the spiritual pulse of the Zhongnan Zifu, the master brought me and a few senior brothers and sisters to have a look, Er Liuer clamored to ask Follow up... I don't know why the master has taken a fancy to such a brat and wants to accept him as a disciple..."

There was a knock on the door suddenly.

There were three very rhythmic sounds, neither fast nor slow, and Yu Ming said casually, "Come in!"

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