Every night, there are always a few piaos knocking on the door

Ling Chuan wanted to shout at that time: Qingkong is mighty and domineering!

Although the height of six or seven floors is too high for people like them, it is still enough for Guang Moyang to lie in the hospital for a month.Compared with how to deal with the culprit, Ling Chuan actually wants to know why this guy came to City C to propose to his father without warning... Wait, this statement seems strange weird?

Ling Chuan wrinkled his nose, looked at the clear sky with aggrieved eyes, "Hug."

"..." Qing Kong pursed his lips and ignored him, "Get up by yourself!"

Ling Chuan blinked, and finally realized what he had been struggling with.He sighed, and explained: "I was poisoned by dragon's breath..."

"The effects of the medicine should pass!" Qing Kong was also very wronged.

"But I touched the blood again." Ling Chuan sighed softly, "Even if the effect of the dragon's breath is over, I will feel weak if I touch the blood again. Really. I didn't lie to you."

"Oh." Qing Kong walked over sullenly, squatted beside him, stretched out his arms and hugged his waist tightly, and pinched him twice maliciously.

Ling Chuan groaned softly, looked at him with a reddish face, "carry me upstairs."

Qingkong stood up, bent down, hugged him in his arms, and walked steadily towards the attic.

Ling Chuan nestled in his arms and couldn't move, and whispered in his ear: "There will be no next time! Be good! If there is a next time, I will definitely resist to the death. If it doesn't work, I will directly declare my ambition with death!"

The clear air almost threw him down.Ling Chuan said it lightly, but he didn't dare to think about it, if he was really late, what would Ling Chuan really want to "make his will clear with death", what would he do!As long as Ling Chuan lives well, he is better than anything else!So he said viciously: "What nonsense are you talking about, if you want to die, you have to die in my hands."

Tsk tsk, fried hair.Ling Chuan gave a "tsk", "You are worthless, can't you say that this kind of thing will never happen again?"

In the end, Qingkong said sullenly: "You are much better than me in fighting."

"..." Ling Chuanyu said to Qingkong earnestly: "According to the rotten girls, it's only natural for Xiaogong to protect Xiaoshou. Did you make it?"

"...made it."

Spring Xiao overnight.

The clear sky is refreshing, and I wish the king would never go to court early; Ling Chuan is exhausted physically and mentally, and I wish the king would never sleep again...

Ling Chuan was dressed by Qingkong, and then carried him downstairs.

Ling Chuan lazily walked to the broken floor-to-ceiling window and glanced down.

There was a small pool of blood on the ground, but the person had disappeared.It must have left or been picked up by someone, right?If he could fall to his death from such a height, then he would really lose face of the Yuwen family.

Qing Kong glanced at him, then hugged him back to sit on the sofa, then went to get a broom and slowly cleaned up the broken glass all over the floor.

The door was suddenly opened, and Yu Qiaojiang's apologetic voice came in, "Ling Chuan... are you okay?"

"..."

"..."

Ling Chuan chuckled, "Okay, it's so good!"

Yu Qiaojiang was suddenly bumped by someone, staggered a step, and then a person squeezed in from behind him, rushed straight to Ling Chuan.

Zhong Limu.

Ling Chuan was hugged by his father, tears almost fell down, his voice was choked up, "Dad..."

The old man patted his head, was very loving, turned to look at Yu Qiaojiang, and said viciously: "You'd better wait for me."

"This..." Yu Qiaojiang's face turned dark, "Ling Chuan is my son."

The old man snorted, "Now he is legally my son! How dare you bully my son!"

Ling Chuan nodded heavily.Dad is mighty and domineering!