The hero always suspects me of cheating [Transmigration Book]

The buns that fell on the ground were all picked up by Yuming.The young man was sitting on a long bench peeling the outermost skin of the steamed stuffed bun, muttering and cursing, Xing Yang listened for a while, and vaguely heard a few words, "The dead bald donkey lifted the table" and "I wrapped it early in the morning, can I afford it?" ''Huh, don't make buns next time you say anything'.

Xing Yang bit his lip and managed not to laugh out loud.After a while, there was a click sound, and Yu Ming stood proudly in front of him, holding a plate of peeled buns in his hand, "It's rare to go to the kitchen next time, eat it quickly."

Xing Yang smiled and said, "Thank you."

Yuming sneered, "Who wants you to thank me? When the time comes when my stomach hurts, I have to run back and forth to take care of you. I'm so troublesome. Wait! Don't eat this!" He took the bun in Xing Yang's hand and tore it up again. A piece of skin came off, and he whispered: "This little spot is not torn clean."

Li Buyan sighed and didn't bother to say anything.The three of them had breakfast together, Yuming took a small bite out of the steamed stuffed bun, opened it with chopsticks, poured out the meat stuffing, and poured out a plate of meatballs.Li Buyan glanced at him, "Bu Lian isn't here, either wait until the skin is finished and then finish the meat stuffing, or eat it with the belt."

Yu Ming's entire face was wrinkled.Xing Yang gave a dry cough, and silently dragged the plate of minced meat to his side.

Li Buyan said: "He must be pampered out of his illness."

Xing Yang smiled and said, "It's all right."

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--got used to.Contrary to Yuming, Xing Xing only eats stuffing but not skin.Xing Yang is not picky eaters at all, every time Xing Xing eats the leftover dough, he slaps and slaps it as supper, and as time goes by, he habitually takes care of the people around him.

Xing Yang thought about things while eating, and sighed unconsciously.

Still homesick.What day of the week did you come through?Thursday or Wednesday?It's not the weekend anyway. ... Xing Xing is alone at home, and he doesn't know if he is doing well.

He couldn't eat anymore, and just about to put down the minced meat and say he was full, a small figure rushed towards him——

Xing Yang couldn't dodge in time, the little thing was fast and sweaty, and hit his waist and abdomen with its head, Xing Yang let out a muffled groan, and was knocked backward by the huge momentum.The two rolled over and over again, like a pair of ocean balls stuck together, hugged each other and rolled on the ground a few times, knocked the table upside down with a bang, and the buns that Yu Ming had just picked up were wiped out again .

Li Buyan rubbed his stomach and said happily, "Fortunately, I'm full."

Yuming was dumbfounded, his teeth were itching with anger, and he wanted to pick up the child and beat him up, but seeing Xing Yang's joyful expression, he finally turned his head to the side, and was so angry that he didn't speak.

Xing Yang patted the child's head and said with a smile, "What's the matter? You're so enthusiastic early in the morning, why do you miss me so much?"

The child buried his head in front of his chest, his thin shoulders trembled slightly, his frame was small, his profile was a beautiful white line, his fragile neck trembled under the young man's hands, he raised a pair of trembling eyes, crystal clear teardrops It fell down with a clatter.

Xing Yang is most afraid of people crying, and seeing the child like this is even more distressing, and hurriedly wiped his tears, "Why are you crying again? It's not your fault, why are you crying? Be good..."

Xing Yang was still lying on the ground, trying to stretch his neck to see the child's eyes.He moved slightly, wanting to stand up, but suddenly felt that there was something under his waist that made him uncomfortable, and he touched it with his backhand, and actually touched the child's hand under his waist——

Xing Yang frowned, and pulled Qi Guanlan's hand out, "What habit do you have? Just pounce, don't you know how to protect yourself?" Xing Yang squeezed his hand, gasping for a bit of toothache. If you want this kind of little soft ball that melts as soon as you pinch it, you must protect it.

The white and soft child opened his mouth, "..."

Xing Yang sat up, took him into his arms, and asked, "What did you say? Speak louder."

"I want to retreat."

Xing Yang was taken aback, why close?Cultivation has improved again?

Qi Guanlan gritted his teeth and stared at him, unwilling to say a word.Xing Yang patted his head, his heart was really stimulated. One of the protagonists of "Shenxu", if I hadn't met him, at this time... I am already learning to talk to people and talk to ghosts, and in a few years, I may have become the queen of Taiqing Peak. The palm treasure, and even the pillar of the entire Zhongnanzi Mansion.

Now it's just a... sobbing little bag of tears.

Xing Yang didn't think it was a pity.Being a hero praised by thousands of people is not as good as having a happy childhood.After his parents left, he took Xing Xing to live alone, and he used to be competitive, trying to give Xing Xing an environment no worse than other children... At that time, Xing Xing, who was still a little bun, followed behind him clumsily and was caught by him. The fast footsteps dragged him down many times, but it took him a long time to react.

The child was still pushing hard into his arms, Xing Yang stood up, hugged him and lifted him up, and said softly: "Don't cry, didn't I already said it just now? I really don't blame you, beat him up." But if you can’t beat it, it’s also a good way to move in to rescue soldiers, and it doesn’t have to be head-to-head.”

Yuming glanced at Li Buyan quietly, then turned to look at the gentle and patient Xing Yang, and bit his lip jealously.

At this time, there was a sound of crutches falling outside.Xing Yangxiu was low and didn't hear it, but Yuming and Li Buyan immediately looked up, three steps in parallel, one in front and one in back to the door, each with a very respectful attitude.Xing Yang also cast a doubtful look over, and followed him out.

"……No."

Xing Yang paused and asked, "What?"

Qi Guanlan was unwilling to speak again.Xing Yang patted him on the back, thinking to wait, there will always be a day when he is willing to talk... Should he ask A Lan again?What if he just wanted to be the protagonist above ten thousand people instead of an ordinary genius?

The young man has a stable figure, his neck exposed at the collar is healthy and strong, and the sweat he secretes reveals a bit of the fresh air of leaves.When he walks, he lowers his head subconsciously, his lines are smooth and attractive, the most innocent eyes are often the most beautiful, covered with flowers and plants, it feels like a painting.Qi Guanlan's two thin arms tightly strangled his neck, lowered his eyelashes, hiding all the darkness in his eyes.

An old lady stood outside the door.Li Bulian looked respectful and obediently supported one of the old lady's arms.Seeing Li Buyan and others coming out, the girl's face overflowed with a gentle and pure smile.On the other hand, the old lady had a wrinkled face like an orange peel, and her hair was dry and upright. Although she had a gentle and kind expression, there was still something missing that made people who saw her couldn't help but frown. Sigh again: she must have been a complete beauty when she was young.

The ultimate contrast between young and old.For some reason, Xing Yang frowned.He stretched out his hand and pressed it, feeling a little doubtful in his heart.Lan Zisu once told him that the aging speed of cultivators is much slower than that of ordinary people.According to Yuming, the masters of the few of them are well-known ascetics of Tiandaozong, how could they age so quickly? The 3000-year-old Baizhu has the face of a charming daughter...

Yuming jumped up and ran up, smiled and supported the other arm of the old lady, and said with a smile: "Master is here? This time it's too late, the group of dead bald donkeys have already left."

The old lady tapped his forehead and said dotingly: "What a dead donkey? If people in the sect hear it, they will blame me for lax discipline." She turned her eyes to Qi Guanlan and smiled, "This is Guanshui. Big brother? It really is exactly the same face."

Xing Yang quickly put the child down.The old lady glanced at the posture just now, squatted down, poked the child's face with a smile, and said with a smile: "This time I was in a hurry, I didn't have time to bring Ah Shui when I came back, otherwise I will let you stand together. Guess who is who can also play for half a day."

Yuming stomped his feet and said, "Master! Why did you squat down again? Stand up and tease Erliuer all day long, isn't it over?"

Li Bulian pursed her lips and said with a smile: "It seems that you are not among the people teasing Erliu'er. Stop, the corner of your mouth is stained with oil, wipe it off yourself... No, it's not somewhere, alas." She sighed, Taking out the handkerchief, Yu Ming gently wiped away the stain on the corner of his mouth.Yuming grabbed her hand and complained aggrievedly: "Senior sister, you don't care..."

Li Bulian said with a smile: "What do you care about? Do you care about your stinky problems? Did you eat steamed buns today? Who cleaned up the meat stuffing for you?"

Xing Yang stared at the old lady intently.She was wearing a gold hairpin, and her clothes were calm and luxurious. She was squatting on the ground holding the child and never let go. She looked exactly like Li Bulian's expression... [-]% similar.