IX Cultivation

It probably doesn't matter anything, staying by his side is only because of the original wish.

But it doesn't matter, he is willing to wait.

[You will die earlier than me, you will wait until you die, and I will only sleep, and maybe I will wait for a second contractor. ] The man teased him so one day.

He replied [it doesn't matter, when I die, I will destroy the jade pendant, so that you will always have only me. 】

[It's cruel. ] The man said, looking at him with an indescribable smile, 【After that, my child will be an orphan. 】

【What did you say?What orphan? ! 】

The man took his hand and pressed it on the flat lower abdomen [I seem to have forgotten to tell you, Ah Jue, you can conceive here. 】

He thought he would never forget that day, it was the happiest day in the last days since he met Wan Ling.

For his own little family, he controlled the zombies and built a castle. He frantically snatched human supplies and prepared all the items for the unborn child, turning the outside world upside down, but the result was tragic.

His spirit power was absorbed by the child in his belly, and finally burst out of his stomach, and the jade pendant broke into two petals at the same time that the spirit turned into a light spot and disappeared...

The memory stopped abruptly here, he couldn't see the following story, but he knew that he in that world didn't listen to Wan Ling's words to "live well", but personally dismembered the child born with different pupils, completely losing his mind.

Men in this world are very different from the ones in memory, but appearance is not important.

"A Ling, welcome back to China." Yan Zhijue stood at the airport wearing sunglasses, followed by several life assistants, and went forward to receive Wan Ling's salute.

Behind the man was Long Jun, the leader of the safe zone in his memory.

"Well, please come pick me up." The man was very polite and unfamiliar to him.

"It's nothing, I should."

"Thank you."

There was a smile on Yan Zhijue's exquisite face: "You're welcome."

——If you really want to thank you, give yourself to me.

202. Do you want to hug?

As soon as Wan Ling stepped into the country, those few people probably knew about it.

Wan Ling was not surprised that they arrived one after another before I called, but instead felt anticipation and slight guilt for seeing the little things that had been separated for six months.

The meeting place was at Yan's house. The two old men of Yan's family traveled around the world some time ago, and now Yan Zhijue lives in the huge house.

Long Jun kept calling on the phone all the way, but he didn't say a few words, he just listened all the time, and occasionally responded, Wan Ling asked him to go to work first, but Long Jun took Wan Ling's hand and interlocked his fingers and stopped. speech.

Therefore, anyone with eyes can see the relationship between him and Lord Long. Of course, he has no intention of hiding it.

Long Jun and Yan Zhijue are very strange friends, they can be said to be friends, but their auras are not at odds. Long Jun talks less, but Yan Zhijue said with a smile that they met because of a small hobby.

The 'little hobby' here is not a good thing, but it doesn't get to the bottom of it.

Lord Long was originally unwilling to take Wan Ling to Yan Zhijue's house for a temporary stay, but he was even more unwilling to bring a man back to Long's house to be watched by all kinds of people. He needed to buy his own house for the time being, just like the one abroad. Away from the crowd, quiet, with a small garden, you can grow white roses, like a delicate cage.

Wan Ling naturally doesn't know Long Jun's mind, he has an unreserved trust in Long Jun, whether it comes from the continuation of that weird dream or the feeling of breeding in this world, he really has a different view of Long Jun.

Wan Ling liked the feeling Long Jun gave him, which made him think that Long Jun would not be aggressive towards him.

It was like in a dream that when he was living in seclusion on a small hillside, he fell in love with him, and he was foolishly holding the tail with Long Jun and swaggering through the city leisurely and sweetly.

This time, if no one disturbed, Wan Ling felt that he would go further with Long Jun.

At least……

At least Shameless didn't see him for the last time, so it was over.

Long Jun asked people to start preparing the house from the moment he got off the plane. Wan Ling didn't know this. Instead, he was a little worried about whether Alaska, who was consigned back to China, would feel scared.

That dog was bought by Long Jun to accompany Wan Ling, and it was already very big when it was bought back. It stands to reason that a dog with one owner would not be better for the second owner than No.1, but this giant dog Probably an exception.

He especially likes to cling to Wan Ling, and they are often circled together in the humid and cold air of foreign countries. Either Wan Ling rests on the belly of a giant dog, or the giant dog nests at the man's feet, encircling the man's feet. arms.

Wan Ling has no talent for naming. Seeing that Alaska's belly is white, he simply and rudely calls it "Xiaobai", although "Xiaobai" is not small at all.

In the afternoon, someone sent Xiaobai to Yan's house. The giant dog was majestic and serious outside, and even gave people a vicious feeling. When he got too close, when he saw Wan Ling, he had no bones, and he rushed forward like a human being, threw the man down on the sofa and stayed still.

At this time in China, winter has just passed, and when it is warm and cold, people are still wearing thick clothes, and they are pressed down by Xiaobai's thick fur, like a layer of quilt, but it is warm.

Long Jun's attitude towards Xiaobai was originally neither cold nor indifferent, but now he tends to be indifferent, as if this stupid dog has stepped on his bottom line, but because the man likes it, he can bear it for the time being.

After all, he has already made an appointment with a famous veterinarian, and the sterilization operation can be done at any time.

Long Jun didn't want something like last time to happen, which made him out of control, without self-control, and violated his persistence all the time.

When a guest came to visit around three o'clock, the butler whispered a few words beside his host, Yan Zhijue, and then waited respectfully for an answer. After Yan Zhijue understood, he looked at Wan Ling with a slight frown, and said, "It's Tan Zhijue. Wolf."

Yan Zhijue's voice was very gentle, rather than being comfortable to listen to, it was as refreshing, gentle and harmless as he was.

Yan Zhijue's body is probably better. He is wearing casual and comfortable clothes. Although his complexion is as sickly white as ever, there is a little blood on his cheeks. The youth looks very good. The long-term exercise body covered by the clothes is actually very promising. , with slender legs, and thin lips that always maintain the curvature of a smile, full of charm.

"He brought Wan Ou." Yan Zhijue sat in a backlit position, in a place out of the sun's rays, "I guess Yan Xi is coming back, and Ye Qingming probably got the news too... let them in?" ?”

Wan Ling glanced at the silent Long Jun, and nodded while smoothing the giant dog's hair, his voice was calm and indifferent, like him: "It's troublesome..." His purpose of coming back is not to escape, he can't Never meet your little ones.

"Where." Yan Zhijue blinked slowly, half of his red eyes were covered by white eyelashes, "We are friends, aren't we?"

——Current friends, future 'lovers'.

Yan Zhijue's eyes flickered slightly, thinking so in his heart.

After all, Yan Zhijue gave the order, if those three people find it, just let them in.

So in just a moment, Wan Ling saw Tan Lang strolling in while holding Wan Ou's hand. The little boy Wan Ou's face had lost a lot of weight. He had been staring at Wan Ling since he came in, but he didn't call out.

Wan Ling knew that Wan Ou was angry.

But before Wan Ling called Wan Ou to come over, the door was opened again, and with the cold wind blowing in, Ye Qingming, who was wearing a black coat, and Yan Xi, who might not be able to see that his right leg was not flexible, walked in. , as the door closed again, the living room seemed to freeze into a deathly silence except for Alaska's comfortable snoring.

Life is really amazing.

The few people who were entangled with him in the dream are now meeting again in such a place in reality. If this happened in the past, Wan Ling would definitely not believe it.

Sitting in the living room are all young people who are outstanding in their respective fields. Sitting in the same place like this now, even if everyone has no expression on their faces, the picture alone is pleasing to the eye.

The cold and handsome Long Jun sat on the man's right hand, his slim short suit and buttoned shirt showed his coldness and powerful aura to the fullest; Yan Zhijue sat on the main seat, his snow-white hair fell on his shoulders , playing with the emerald finger in the palm of his hand, and his smiling lips are particularly beautiful; Yan Xi is holding a sleeping baby with one hand, and when he bows his head, he still gives people the illusion of being indistinguishable from male and female. and Ye Qingming's natural slightly brown hair makes him look like a noble in Europe in the last century in every move, an existence that is more dazzling than a star, and he also holds a baby like a kitten in his hand , giving a mature and not annoying arrogance.

If this was placed outside, it would definitely attract everyone's attention, but they felt nothing in each other's eyes.

The young people who were so outstanding that they were almost perfect looked at each other quietly, and gradually the smell of gunpowder gradually became in the confrontation. This luxurious hall suddenly seemed like a whirlpool with hidden murderous intentions.

As the only 'knot' connecting these people, the man didn't speak for a while.

After a while, it was the crying of the baby in Yan Xi's arms that broke the silence.

Wan Ling looked at Yan Xi almost subconsciously, and Yan Xi looked at him, his dark eyes swept across Long Jun beside the man calmly, and said lightly: "Do you want to hug?"

203. Little Acting Emperor Wanou

"ah……"

The baby's surprised voice sounded softly, and the slightly older baby, the boy named Xiao Bao by the man, opened his eyes wide, with a clear black and white