The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

Ding Baocheng got up and swayed, his feet were weak and he was hugged by Kong Derui before he could stand still.

Kong Derui: "Dabao, are you okay?"

Kong Mingfan frowned, stepped forward and grabbed Ding Baocheng's wrist from Kong Derui's arms and pulled him into his own, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Beast! He is your aunt, and you still don't let him go? Get out of here."

Kong Derui wiped the corners of his mouth, smiled at Ding Baocheng, and said to Kong Mingfan: "Dabao, I will come to see you tomorrow, your lips...are too soft, I really can't kiss enough."

Kong Mingfan was frozen all over, clenched his fists and grabbed Kong Derui's clothes and shouted in a cold voice: "If you dare to say it again, I will..."

"What are you going to do? Dabao and I are in love with each other, and you are the one who seized love. Little uncle, I advise you to let go earlier. I'm leaving. I still have little uncle Lao to help me watch over my people." Hehehehe..." Kong Dary broke away Kong Mingfan's fingers, walked past Kong Mingfan with a smile, and bumped him on the shoulder.

For some reason, Ding Baocheng felt that Kong Derui was a little strange:

——He said such words to slander Kong Mingfan, but he also hurt the one he loved. If he really loved the original owner, would he be like this?

It's a pity that Ding Baocheng lacks emotional experience after all, so he can't figure it out.

Kong Mingfan looked coolly at Ding Baocheng who was staring back at Kong Derui's back in a daze: "Madam really likes him so much?"

"Huh?" Ding Baocheng returned to his senses.

Kong Mingfan pinched his chin, and asked lightly: "If Madam loves him deeply, why did you give me hope? Your previous promises were all false...or do you think I am a terminally ill, mortal with no money and power? Poor, easy to bully?"

"I..." Ding Baocheng felt a little uncomfortable with his deep and burning eyes. He didn't want to make Kong Mingfan angry, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

There is no way to explain it. If the original owner is still in his body, will Kong Mingfan believe it?

It was too troublesome to explain, the existence of the original owner was only temporary, and he had indeed figured it out recently, as a cultivator, he shouldn't care about the troubles of the secular world.

The bond that Kong Mingfan had with him by mistake, those so-called karmic meetings that I thought before did not belong to him, but belonged to the original owner, because the original owner has not completely disappeared, and the mortal relationship has not yet disappeared.

So when the original owner's wish is fulfilled and all the dust settles, he should leave, and there is no reason to stay.

Ding Baocheng thought about it carefully... Kong Mingfan was nothing to him, but why did he feel a little distressed when he thought of a separation and a relationship cut off...?

He couldn't figure it out, so he said awkwardly, "I'm the one who's sorry for you."

Kong Mingfan stared at him coldly for a while with red eyes, then suddenly pinched his chin and gritted his teeth and smiled: "You said, I'm sorry?"

Ding Baocheng was terrified by his gloomy gaze, and felt that the wound on his face that had been bandaged by Kong Derui had opened again, and seemed to be bleeding.

Kong Mingfan's eyes lingered on the bloody gauze on the side of his face, and raised his hand to slowly tear off the cloth.

The scar on Ding Baocheng's fair face was still bleeding. He loosened his grip on Ding Baocheng's chin, and said in a hoarse voice, "You didn't feel sorry for me, but I did you. It was me, even the person I wanted to protect." They are not well protected..."

Ding Baocheng heard that something was wrong with his voice, but when he looked up, he saw that Kong Mingfan's eyes seemed to be stained with frost. He couldn't help but want to comfort him, so he took his arm and said, "Would you like to believe...in fact, I can't help myself." .”

Kong Mingfan looked into his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I believe it, tell me."

Ding Baocheng said, "I'm afraid you won't believe me."

Kong Mingfan caressed the side of his face that was a little red and swollen by Su Jing: "You tell me, I will believe it."

Ding Baocheng's heart softened after seeing his soft eyes full of pity, he closed the door and sat by the bed, hesitantly telling him the original owner's agreement with him.

After Kong Mingfan heard this, he was not as indifferent as before. He squinted his eyes sullenly and said, "The original Ding Baocheng hasn't completely disappeared yet? You want to help him fulfill his wish, so you are with De Rui?"

Ding Baocheng corrected him: "It's not me and me, but I just left some good memories, so that Ding Dabao's obsession can be resolved."

Kong Mingfan raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "So what if you don't resolve it? Why should my people share it with Kong Derui?"

Ding Baocheng was overwhelmed by his logic, it didn't make sense, and he said with a bitter face: "If I don't resolve it, I will get the shell of the original owner for nothing, and it will become a stumbling block on the way forward, which will damage my practice."

Kong Mingfan pursed his lips and said, "Yes, your practice is naturally important."

No matter how stupid Ding Baocheng was, he could see that he was unhappy, but due to the nature of the straight man of steel, he still whispered: "Cultivation is naturally important."

Kong Mingfan knew without asking, that in Ding Baocheng's eyes, cultivation was much more important than him. He turned cold, took a deep breath, and warned coolly: "I don't ask anything else, just say whatever you want. I can hear it. But, absolutely don't let him touch you."

Ding Baocheng opened his mouth and answered, "Is it okay if I touch it so that you don't see it?"

Kong Mingfan's brows were filled with anger, he stood up and stared at him coldly, with a particularly sinister smile: "You can try."

Ding Baocheng felt that there was nothing to be concerned about because the physical appearance was nothingness, so he bargained: "Is it okay to just kiss the head office?"

Kong Mingfan thought about the scene of Ding Baocheng and Kong Derui embracing just now, and felt that he couldn't bear it anymore. He pinched Ding Baocheng's wrist, pressed him on the bed, bowed his head and kissed him.