On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

On the second day, the sun shone into the tree house, reflecting the fruit on the table so green that it was very greedy.

A translucent hand picked up a fruit,? He took a bite and gnawed half of it.

Fang Yuan has already woken up, and was hugged to a chair to tie his hair in a daze.He still looks like a tree spirit, a small one, maintaining the appearance of a child, with soft black hair hanging down to his eyebrows, delicate and rosy face, and surprisingly moist pupils.

The corners of Xiao Qing's lips were raised slightly, and she pulled out a piece of blue hairband, carefully tied his hair behind his head.

Although people become smaller,? But it is not interesting to raise them.

Xiao Qing never worried that he would not be able to return to his original appearance,? This is the return period of the awakening of the blood, and it will happen when the supporting strength is not enough.

He once shared the power of Tianshui Lake with Mo Xiaofan. It's just that Mo Xiaofan's bloodline didn't go back very deep, so he became bald. But he returned to his ancestors, to his childhood.

During the Seven-Colored Thunder Tribulation, Fang Yuan was in his body, and he also shared the gift of heaven with him, and now it grows from scratch, which is also expected.

Xiao Qing asked: "Do you still remember me?"

He didn't expect the boy to say anything, but Fang Yuan stared at him in the mirror for a while, then suddenly turned his head, bent his eyes and smiled: "Niao Niao."

"Beautiful bird."

He raised his hand, carefully picked off the roundest fruit on the vine next to his belly, held it in his hand, and handed it to Xiao Qing: "Sweet, sweet."

Xiao Qing's heart suddenly softened, she bent down, and pressed his eyebrows: "Give it to me."

Fang Yuan nodded.

Xiao Qing embraced him with a low smile, and slowly finished eating this sour fruit.

There was a hint of sweetness.

The pale yellow pulp exudes a delicate fragrance, and it seems to be a little more mature than yesterday.Xiao Qing's eyes moved, she felt it carefully, and smelled a familiar smell.

The taste of "stove tripod".

Now there is no camouflage, and the real aura is completely revealed. In essence, it is a hundred times more powerful than the furnace.

The smell that Fang Yuan once exposed was the most pure body in the furnace.That is, you can accept anyone's aura, or you can lose to anyone's aura, as long as you intercourse with it, you can improve your foundation.

But this is just an insignificant branch in Fusang. As long as he continues to practice, life, death, prosperity, and prosperity are all within a single thought.

Xiao Fangyuan ate all the fruits one by one, his cheeks turned red with embarrassment, he hugged the basin and pushed it aside.

Xiao Qing smiled lightly: "Are you full?"

Fang Yuan didn't speak, he got off his chair, then ran to the window, looked at the sea of ​​trees outside the window, and then at Xiao Qing.

The meaning is obvious, he wants to go out and play.

However, Xiao Qing took out a simple chessboard from the storage ring and placed it in front of Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan: "?"

The next moment, the chessboard shone with light, and two palm-sized villains appeared on the black and white staggered surface, made of spiritual power, lifelike, one holding a sword and the other holding a knife.

Xiao Qing put down a son, and the two villains started to fight, you come and go, it's very exciting.As his chess pieces fell one by one, the tricks demonstrated by the villain became more and more complicated, and Fang Yuan was unconsciously stunned by the subtlety of them.

"do you like it."

Xiao Fangyuan's eyelashes fluttered, and he poked the villain's face with his hand.

"This thing is called Yantian Chess Game, and I give it to you today."

Fang Yuan took the chessboard cherishingly, lay down in the flower bed, fell asleep playing with the clay, watched villains fight, and forgot the desire to go out just now.

Vines hang down from the edge of the bedroom, and the windows are also covered with small flowers. The sun is shining brightly, and the birds are singing.Affected by the enchantment, it is warm like spring all year round, and it really looks like a beautiful tree house.

With a smile on Xiao Qing's lips, holding the scroll, she put another layer of restrictions on the outer layer.

Layers overlap, full of killing intent.

……

……

For more than ten days in a row, Fang Yuan was coaxed by the chessboard.

But gradually, the fun of watching villains fighting faded away, Fang Yuan lay down by the window, quietly looking at the forest, soil, and clear river below.

It was night, Xiao Qing warmed up the goat milk, and patiently fed Fang Yuan a big bowl.

He just finished taking a bath, so clean and soft, his body no longer becomes translucent, but is actually composed of flesh and blood and skin.In addition, Fang Yuan's stature is also getting taller. Up to now, he is not much different from a six-year-old child.

Wiping off the circle of milk stains on the child, Xiao Qing raised the corner of her lips: "Sleep." Fang Yuan shrank into the quilt obediently.

The candlelight was extinguished, tiny firefly butterflies flew past quietly, Xiao Qing sat on the bed, she was still flipping through the files, but a small hand grabbed his sleeve.

Turning his head, Fang Yuan nestled in the faint light of the stars, and whispered: "Sleep."

Xiao Qing stared at him for a while, then said in a low voice, "Okay."

He put down the file, held the child in his arms slightly, pressed his back lightly, and closed his eyes.Slowly, a scent of grass and trees came out, Xiao Qingrou stopped pressing, and her breathing became steady.

Fang Yuan opened his eyes, nestled for a while, and then quietly got out of bed.He walked to the window barefoot, and his instincts made him float smoothly down to the ground.

stepped on the wet soil.

Fang Yuan bent his eyes and walked around the tower three times with pure joy in his heart.

He doesn't go anywhere else, he just wants to play around the tower.

Picking up a stone, Fang Yuan put it in his sleeve, then groped forward along the stream.

The moonlight is like water, sprinkled in the silent forest, the tip of the grass is rustling, and tiny vitality is hidden everywhere.There are snow-white cold pear flowers swaying on the branches, small beetles pushing clods of soil, fireflies startling all over the sky, and spiritual fruits falling suddenly.

Wood spiritual energy surged over and merged into a shallow Milky Way, touching the tip of his nose.

Fang Yuan threw himself into the water, and then rolled into the grass, as he pleased, he just rolled in the mud.

He walked farther and farther without knowing it, and when he realized it, he no longer knew where he was.

Tall trees obscured him, and he could not see the tower.

Fang Yuan looked around blankly for a while, then backed away quietly, trying to go back along the way he came, but at this moment he heard a slight sound of digging.

"Ow."

Under the grass not far away, handfuls of soil were dug out, and there was a big fluffy tail.

Fang Yuan walked over curiously, his aura was intentionally suppressed, it was similar to an ordinary blade of grass, even Xiao Qing couldn't find it, let alone Mo Xiaofan who was concentrating on digging the tunnel.

Mo Xiaofan didn't just come out to dig in the middle of the night because he was idle.

In fact, I have been carefully observing the border of the restriction for more than ten days, but I have not found any flaws, so I can only break through downwards, find the border of the restriction, and find a way to bypass it.

Xiao Qing didn't let him see his master, nor did he see him.

Just when Mo Xiaofan suppressed the demon power and tried hard to dig the tunnel, suddenly one hand grabbed his tail and pinched it.

Mo Xiaofan's eyes sharpened, he turned around and bit it, but stopped abruptly when he saw that face, and froze on the spot.

Fang Yuan grinned and pinched his tail again.

"Aww." He imitated it.

Mo Xiaofan slowly stopped moving, and let out a soft cry, he has grown to half a person's height, heroic, fierce and vicious, a little coquettish, not cute, but weird.

But Fang Yuan couldn't hear it, he hugged Mo Xiaofan happily, and easily passed the restriction with his fingers, without causing any disturbance.Including when he dragged Mo Xiaofan over, the restraint didn't even notice.

"Aww." He became addicted to learning from Mo Xiaofan, and whispered while bending his eyes and kissing and hugging.

The vicious dog licked his cheek enthusiastically, circled its tail, and tapped the ground leisurely.

"Ow, ooh!"

It's been a long, long time since they were so close.

Mo Xiaofan was born with weak relatives, he is not good at words, his thoughts have become silent in the torment of being an abandoned dog for a hundred years, he will never be able to speak out, and will only reveal a little in the hard-won company.

Then calm down and repeat.

The warm body temperature combined with the fluff, like a small stove, Fang Yuan almost couldn't hold him, so he put his cheek against him, wanting to hug him back.

At this moment, Fang Yuan suddenly heard footsteps, stepping on pine branches and gray stones, unhurried, even like a stroll in the garden, but inexplicably dangerous.

"Clap."

Mo Xiaofan also stopped acting coquettishly, huddled in Fang Yuan's arms, and turned to look at the person who came out from the depths of the woods.

Xiao Qing held the lamp, and a corner of the dark purple costume was illuminated, with dark patterns flowing, and the fan and flute were still worn around the waist, with tassels hanging down.

With a smile still on his lips, he looked at Fang Yuan's stained clothes.

Fang Yuan's little green gauze had been replaced long ago, every day Xiao Qing would choose clothes for him and comb his hair.He will also teach him to practice calligraphy, writing, drawing and calculus, all of which are gentle and considerate.

Xiao Fangyuan tilted his head to look at him.

At that moment the flames jumped, Xiao Qing's face was half dark, but in the blink of an eye, it became calm again.

It's just that the smile on his lips faded a little.

He said in a normal voice, "Go back."

The author has something to say: Lao Xiao will control how much to send!

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