The Reborn Liar Is Hard to Defend

Rong Xingjie's nose smelled a light and elegant fragrance, like the smell of orchids, but more like the lighter feeling of lotus.He quickly retracted his neck again.

However, Fan Moxuan looked at him sideways again: "It's Fan from Fan Cage, Xuan from Yunxuan."

Rong Xingjie groaned inwardly: How could I not know the words in your name!Every night I dream of gnashing my teeth with hatred!

But this is just a few words of hatred in my heart.He was a worthless and spineless person, always looking forward to dreaming of Fan Moxuan, the two of them acted as if nothing had happened.When he raised his head again, Fan Moxuan's eyes turned to him again.

My palms were covered with sweat again at some point. "Let's go play in the backyard." As he said, Rong Xingjie wiped his pants with his small palm and was about to hand it out.Suddenly thought, and wiped back in the opposite direction.

Rong Xingjie held Fan Moxuan's hand, and the two walked towards the backyard.Fan Moxuan's hand was also small, holding it in the palm, Rong Xingjie suddenly felt a little reluctant to let go.In their previous life, the two of them seemed to have never held hands like this before.

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt that there was a breath stuck in my chest, as if I was going to suffocate myself to death, and tears were about to come out.Pretending to smell something, Rong Xingjie let out the breath slowly.

There was a small mud hole on the way to the backyard, and a child's height from it happened to have a stone protruding from the ground.Rong Xingjie remembered that place, and he didn't know how many times he fell and gnawed on the mud when he was running wildly.

He pulled Fan Moxuan and walked towards the stone calmly, and suddenly pointed to the sky full of surprise: "Ah, the swallow has come out." He kept walking forward.

Sure enough, with a "dong", Fan Moxuan tripped over.The little face was buried in the mud pit impartially.

Rong Xingjie trotted forward: "Why are you so careless!" After finishing speaking, he was about to turn his face away to snicker, but when he grinned, he couldn't seem to smile.

Pouting his lips to see if there was any adult, Rong Xingjie squatted in front of him, and stretched his two little hands under Fan Moxuan's armpits, trying to pick him up if he was lucky.

Fan Moxuan shrank suddenly, and rolled to the side, his little face flushed, but he still looked at Rong Xingjie coldly with a straight face.

Rong Xingjie was also taken aback at first, and then laughed: "Haha, so you are so ticklish! Why do you laugh when itches? Why are you holding back?" He stretched out his hand to pull him again.

Fan Moxuan dodged again, raised his buttocks, then slowly put his feet on the ground, and stood up.However, that face, because of some mud on it, was so tense that it was funny.Rong Xingjie stretched out his dirty hand to his face, wiped it and said, "Oh, it's muddy, it's so dirty! Oh, it's getting more and more dirty."

Fan Moxuan waved his hand away, turned around and walked back.Rong Xingjie also followed unsteadily back to the front hall.

From a long distance, Rongcangshuo saw his bastard walking this way with another dirty child. Fan Yugui couldn't get into his head about what he had said to him, and could only keep saying "um".

"Father." Fan Moxuan entered the front hall through the back door, and called out first.Seeing that Fan Yugui turned his head and looked at himself with reproach, he cleared his throat secretly, and said to Rong Cangshuo, "Hello, Uncle Rong."

Rong Xingjie hid behind him and smiled secretly: He is so disgraced, it must be funny to pretend to be an adult!

Just as he was enduring the internal injury from laughing, Rong Cangshuo revived him with a roar: "Come here!" Rong Xingjie stepped up his calf and went to his father's side, not forgetting to make a face for Fan Moxuan when he turned around.

Rong Cangshuo proudly took Rong Xingjie's chubby waist into his arms, rubbed his butt: "Then, this is my little bastard," then bowed his head to Rong Xingjie, "Quickly call Uncle Fan!"

Rong Xingjie smiled sweetly, squeezed out two dimples: "Hello, Uncle Fan! Brother Moxuan is so cute, we were playing together just now!" As expected, Fan Moxuan gave him a stare.

Fan Yugui frowned and looked at Fan Moxuan again, before turning around: "Hehe, Xingjie is also very cute! Then shopkeeper Rong, I will leave this bodyguard to your bodyguard bureau."

"Don't worry, Fan Daxia! The rest of the darts will be paid after the darts are delivered." Rong Cangshuo hurriedly stood up and clasped his fists.

Fan Yugui nodded: "Mo Xuan, let's go back." After saying that, he stepped forward.As soon as he took a step, he found that the skirt of his clothes was being grabbed.

"Uncle Fan." Rong Xingjie looked up at him with wet black eyes, "How about letting brother Moxuan stay with me for a few days?" How can you make him willing to bully him.

"This..." Fan Yugui hesitated, looked at his son and then at Rongcangshuo.

"Father," Rong Xingjie changed his work object again, "Okay! Little bastard will beat your legs tonight!"

When Rong Cangshuo heard this, his brows instantly relaxed, and there was a tendency to continue to fly outward, but the bridge of his nose was still twisted together artificially: "Hero Fan, I think it would be great if the two children can play together, let them play more together." Play for a few days."

Fan Yugui stared at Fan Moxuan for a long time before reluctantly agreeing: "Then come and pick him up when I deliver the rest of the darts. Farewell."

Rong Xingjie immediately clenched his little hands into fists: "Farewell, farewell!" After finishing speaking, before Fan Yugui could go out, he took Fan Moxuan's hand: "I'll take you to watch my senior brother practice martial arts, it's so funny!"

Fan Moxuan held him back, and shook off his hand after he got out of the front hall: "Who allowed you to ask me to stay on your own?"

Rong Xingjie approached with a playful smile: "Hey, I usually don't have anyone to play with. Didn't we have a good time just now?"

Fan Moxuan frowned with a straight face, and stared at Rong Xingjie seriously.Rong Xingjie had long been used to seeing him in his eyes, but his heart still beat faster.As soon as he stuck out his tongue, Rong Xingjie wiped his dirty hands on his face, trying to cover up the little unnaturalness.

Fan Moxuan lowered his eyes leisurely, took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and put it in front of him: "Wipe it."

Deliberately not looking at the other party, Rong Xingjie rubbed the handkerchief against his head, then handed it back: "Hey, thank you."

"Face." Fan Moxuan said flatly, and walked forward past Rong Xingjie, but slowed down and waited for him.

Rong Xingjie was taken aback for a moment, and regained his energy. Before he could wipe his face, he put the handkerchief in his arms and ran forward two steps: "Oh brother Mo Xuan, I knew you still liked to play with me!"

Zou Tong, who had his acupuncture points tapped, had already understood the acupuncture points by himself, and went to practice martial arts in the backyard by himself according to his master's stocking requirements.The two little guys held hands and quietly hid behind a rockery.

I saw Zou Tong holding a knife manual in one hand and a knife in the other, making gestures against the knife manual.It was as if he had practiced to a certain level and repeated a movement many times. By the time Rong Xingjie got tired of watching it, he yawned a few times, but he didn't see any new movements.

He bumped Fan Moxuan with his elbow: "Hey, what do you think is wrong with him? He can't be seasoned."

Fan Moxuan glanced at him: "I have been in poor health since I was young, and I have never practiced martial arts, so how can I tell?"

Rong Xingjie scratched his head: In his previous life, he had never done twenty moves under Fan Moxuan's hands, and what he told himself never involved these.In my impression, he should be the kind of kid whose martial arts are amazing since he was a child, and everyone will praise him when adults see him.Because of this, when he said that he didn't learn martial arts when he was a child, he was taken aback.

But why, in just a few hours, he said this sentence twice?

Rong Xingjie couldn't help turning his head to look at his profile.With clear lines, he stared intently at Zou Tong's moves that he couldn't even understand.Rong Xingjie pursed his lips: "Then, how do you protect yourself? My father is always nagging about dangers in the world. Or just follow me from now on?"

Fan Moxuan slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, but still didn't look at him.

Rong Xingjie poked him: "Hey! Why didn't you answer, and you still smiled so mysteriously!"

"Let's go somewhere else." After saying that, he turned and left.

"Hey, just leave as you say!" He was exactly as he was in memory, and he gave an order calmly, and then a group of people went through fire and water for him.Rong Xingjie almost jumped, but then realized that he was still peeking at his brother practicing just now, so he quickly covered his mouth again, and trotted a few steps to catch up with Fan Moxuan.

There was always a distance of two steps between the two of them on that road, and Rong Xingjie's arms and legs were so small that he couldn't keep up no matter how hard he tried. "Hey, wait! Why are you walking so fast!"

"You keep up with Qinggong." Fan Moxuan said without looking back, as if there was something urgent.Rong Xingjie stopped to take a few breaths, and jumped to his side with a hint of zhenqi, and the two walked side by side.

However, before taking two steps, Fan Moxuan suddenly stopped again: "Okay, you don't have to walk so fast." After finishing speaking, he smiled apologetically at Rong Xingjie.

Although he liked the way he smiled, Rong Xingjie was a little annoyed: "You're kidding me!" After shouting, he stopped following him, turned around and walked into his room, closing the door.

Fan Moxuan followed him and stopped in front of the door, but did not knock on the door for a long time.Rong Xingjie waited inside for a long time but did not hear a knock on the door. Thinking about his temperament, he would stand at the door for a long time and would not take the initiative to knock on the door, so he sighed and got up to open the door.

Unexpectedly, tiptoe finally opened the door, but there was no one outside the door.

A little bit of grievance and all the unhappiness in the previous life came out all at once.He slammed the door hard, buried himself in the quilt and cried.

The child's voice is still tender, and it becomes hoarse when he cries.He was dumb for breath and still hadn't gotten over it, while gasping for breath, he turned Fan Moxuan upside down and cursed in his heart.Before he finished cursing, he fell asleep again in a drowsy state.

"Little bastard, get up and beat your father's leg!"

Faintly heard dad's voice, still so strong and powerful.Could it be that dad forgave himself.

Rong Xingjie woke up with a start, only to realize that he had returned to the time when he was eight years old again.Dad was pulling his ears and cursing with a smile on his face, and the kid standing beside him was very familiar.

His head still hurt, and he thought that his eyes must not be fully opened yet.If not, why would the shadows sway like this?I've been lethargic for the past few days, is it because I haven't fully integrated with this body, or is it something else?

Just as he was thinking about it in a daze, the familiar child came up and patted his face: "Well, wake up, Uncle Rong said, it's time for dinner."

It's Fan Moxuan.Rong Xingjie felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

The author has something to say: Weakly speaking...Maybe some girls think the protagonist is too stupid...and will do things that confuse everyone...but these are all inside stories. Draw conclusions early, draw conclusions~ The answer is very exciting, very exciting~ (←_←Enough is enough!)