Pregnant with the cub of Mozun's ex-boyfriend

Xie Siyuan's difficulty is just like Tan Le said, like a dog's skin plaster.

Once a reason is found for this person to stay, even if the master was still there a year ago, he can only avoid it because of the favor of the Immortal League and let Ling Qian go down the mountain to practice.

But it was precisely because of this person's entanglement that Ling Qian went down the mountain early.

Only then did he meet Zong Zhou who was seriously injured by Du Jie.

Everything is fate.

"Why is Xiaoqian'er sighing again?" Xie Siyuan entered the room, and was placing the crystal cups containing snacks on the table.

Ling Qian sighed, naturally to lament the relationship with Zongzhou in the past year.

But it can only be the past.

It's useless to think too much.

Right now, it is best to quickly find a way to send the young leader home.

Ling Qian didn't look at the cakes, but only looked at Xie Siyuan, and said, "You see, my family is not as good as yours. Fengwu Mountain is like spring all the year round, the terrain is too high, and it gets chilly at night..."

You better go home and enjoy yourself

"The terrain is good, exercise your heart and lungs," Xie Siyuan always said with a smile, making it difficult for Ling Qian to speak harshly, "I'm used to calling my brother 'Xiao Qian'er', I didn't intend to make you unhappy, so don't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Ling Qian looked away.

Xie Siyuan is not like Tan Le's young heart, he is stable, he doesn't seem to be pestering on the surface, and he always treats him with gentleness and tenderness, which can be regarded as delicate.

At this moment, just hearing him say "It's chilly", he quickly took out a newly made cloak from Najie.

As soon as Ling Qian was covered by warmth, she immediately refused.

But when he bumped into Xie Siyuan, he let out an ouch, his face full of pain.

After all, the two of them grew up practicing together since childhood.

Ling Qian still has some brotherhood.

He saw that Xie Siyuan was so miserable because of Zongzhou, it was really hard to push and push him.

Ling Qian got up, gave up her chair, and asked softly, "He's choking his neck, why is your whole body hurting?"

"Didn't you leave first?" There was something in Xie Siyuan's words, which meant that he hadn't seen the whole picture.

Suddenly there was bitterness on his face, and he said very understandingly: "Brother, I believe that you left because you knew the devil, but actually, it doesn't hurt that much, brother."

Ling Qian felt suffocated seeing the purple marks on the man's neck, but the man still said it didn't hurt.

Xie Siyuan smiled softly, showing a hint of Buddhist tolerance for the world.

Suddenly he bowed his head and stamped his feet, and said: "It's not good for my brother. If you are a brother with a higher level of cultivation, you don't have to practice the illusion handed down in your family, and you are misunderstood. The devil who keeps on talking, brother, why am I so useless, I still have to obey my father, and come to you as a lobbyist."

"Xiao Qian'er, forgive elder brother, okay?"

Ling Qian didn't respond, but just listened silently.

How dare he make the misunderstood blame himself, and what right does he have to accuse others of practicing his own secret method.

As for the lobbying for him to merge into the Xianmeng, it was indeed the leader's intention in the document.

This apology is not easy for him to accept.

But Xie Siyuan didn't think it was enough, and wanted to blame Ling Qian's various unpleasant encounters as his fault.

Several times of apologetic words finally made Ling Qian no longer have to deal with polite words, but directly expressed what was in his heart.

"Your apology should be accepted by me. It's not convenient for me. Brother Xie should go back earlier."

"But you didn't even taste the phoenix cake I sent you." Xie Siyuan looked mournful, "You eat it, and I will think you forgive me, and I will never bother you again, so I will go back immediately."

Ling Qian just wanted to see off the guests, and this phoenix grass cake was also eaten by him when he was a child, and it seemed to be perfectly fine.

So he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

It doesn't matter if you don't eat it. After eating it, you find that the sweet and sour pastry is really good.

The chest tightness and nausea that made him uncomfortable for several days after one bite relieved a lot.

"It's delicious," Xie Siyuan brought a cake to his hand as if offering a treasure, and said happily, "This phoenix grass is unique to me in Fengwu Mountain. If I don't come, who can take care of your appetite."

Ling Qian didn't mean to show that she accepted the apology, but the phoenix grass cake was really to my liking.

Even though he never ate sweets after fasting, he couldn't resist eating a few more pieces.

This scene looks very hungry.

What a coincidence,

However, Zong Zhou, who came suddenly, saw him again.

Ling Qian heard the sound of the door opening and looked over after hearing the sound.

As soon as he met the eyes of this man who was extraordinarily beautiful and refined today, he quickly turned around in consideration of his image.

When he turned around, he happened to see himself in the bronze mirror with puffy cheeks and pastry crumbs on his mouth.

Really, it's ugly.

He patted his chest quickly because of swallowing too much.

Xie Siyuan immediately brought him tea.

Seeing that his face was flushed, he kindly took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth.

Ling Qian didn't know why, but this time she felt like being "caught in bed" by Zong Zhou that night, but she was still wearing a cloak embroidered with the emblem of the Immortal League.

But Zong Zhou was silent at the moment, probably waiting for him to "argue".

He didn't want to face life and death because of misunderstandings, and make Zongzhou angry because of words protecting others.

Without waiting for Xie Siyuan to touch him.

Ling Qian quickly took off her cloak and put it on Xie Siyuan's body.

He pushed the man's back all the way to the door.

Xie Siyuan suddenly turned around and was about to grab his hand, and said in a gentle voice, "Xiao Qian'er is really kind to my brother, adding clothes with my own hands, warm and caring."

Ling Qian cautiously avoided it, raised her hand to close the door, and explained: "I have agreed to eat the phoenix cake, so you can go, you should go back quickly."

Xie Siyuan was not angry at all, but still smiled gently, and said: "Okay, brother, I listen to my little Qian'er the most, so go back to the guest room to sleep."

Ling Qian's face darkened, and said, "Didn't you say to go home?"

Fortunately, Xie Siyuan tilted his head, bypassed him and looked at Zong Zhou in the room, and said: "The only one to blame is the one in your room who attacked too hard. I was too injured to travel far. When will I recover from my injuries? It’s time to really go home.”

"you……"

Ling Qian was about to speak harshly to this person, when suddenly she saw Xie Siyuan covering his heart in pain, looking at him pitifully and saying: "You tell him not to do anything, if you do, I'm about to die."

Ling Qian turned her head and saw Zong Zhou's back. She wanted to see Xie Siyuan's condition again, and saw that the door had been closed.

"Listen to my explanation." Ling Qian didn't have to look back, she knew that Zong Zhou was behind him, and a huge figure was oppressing him in front of the door.

"Explain what?" Zongzhou's voice was very soft, not as imposing as before, "Don't you have nothing to say to me?"

"I want to say that he and I are not what you see." Ling Qian's voice was softer, without any confidence at all.

He said in the daytime that he didn't want to be involved with the Demon Palace, and he definitely would not be involved with the Immortal League.

But he let Zong Zhou see him wearing the cloak of Xianmeng and eating the phoenix grass cake of Xianmeng.

Blame yourself for being hungry?

But he was obviously not a glutton in the past, and Zong Zhou, who had been with him for a year, knew this better than anyone else.

"I said I was just hungry, do you think the phoenix cake is too delicious, do you believe it?" Ling Qian asked in a low voice.

"I believe," Zong Zhou spoke so gently for the first time since the reunion, "I also believe that you are soft-hearted and don't want to see others suffer. Then I will fight you once, and you will be injured quite badly. How about you? Am I recuperating here with you?"

As soon as Ling Qian was approached by this man, her heart pounded wildly, her breathing became short, and her voice was even softer.

He only replied: "It was clearly you who hit me that day, and I didn't push you hard."

"So Xiaoqian, you still love me, right?" Zong Zhou put one hand on the door, his body almost pressed against his back.

Ask him again: "It's because you love me and don't want to do it, that's why you don't use any strength, right?"

Ling Qian turned around, put her hands on Zongzhou's chest, looked left and right to find the landing point, only kept the distance, and never let the other party get close.

He replied softly: "You clearly know that my lack of strength is due to lack of spiritual power."

Zong Zhou said: "But today, you already have the spiritual power in your body, how can you push me and still have no strength?"

When Ling Qian heard this, she really wanted to push hard.

Zong Zhou quickly tightened his arms to imprison him in his arms, not giving him any chance to exert force.

"Don't struggle, Xiaoqian, if you struggle again, I'm afraid I'll crush you if I can't help it." It's good to rub it into the bones.

Zong Zhou spoke in a hurry, obviously emotional.

"You don't need to beg Xianmeng, you don't need to beg anyone, you need strength, I need you, can't we all get what we need?"

"Zongzhou, let me go first." Ling Qian's hands were pressed against her chest, unable to move, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

But Zongzhou said: "Tan Le is obedient, you can chat and laugh with him every day, Xie Siyuan is obedient, you are almost finished eating the cakes you don't like, then I will listen to you, what can you let me do?"

"What do you want, let me go first." Ling Qian's face was blushing from suffocation, and he persuaded in a good voice, "Can't we talk about it, this is my home, and I won't run away."

"I'm afraid that if I let go, you will..."

Zong Zhou slowly let go of his embrace, looked down at Ling Qian's beautiful face that made people miss him day and night, and for the first time showed helpless sadness in front of him.

"If I let go, Xiaoqian, will you be in someone else's arms again?"

Ling Qian doesn't like to see people suffer, this trait is tightly manipulated by everyone, and everyone shows weakness to him, pretends to be miserable, and pretends to be miserable in order to achieve their goals.

It happened to be Zongzhou.

This is the only person who was really hurt by him.

Always treat him strong.

How can Cheng think that he can still have the wronged appearance of today.

……

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"You said I was like a beast in bed that night."

Zong Zhou was sitting with him calmly at the moment, and the moment he opened his mouth was the bed.

When Ling Qian thought of the Shuang|Xiu whom she had doubted that night, her heart was in turmoil.

Subconsciously, he thought that it would be better to stay away from the bed, so he took Zong Zhou and moved to the desk by the window.

"You should sit here, the air here is good, and it's good for your injury." Ling Qian nonsense.

Seeing Zong Zhou chuckle.

Feeling embarrassed, Ling Qian hurriedly avoided looking at each other, and murmured, "It's not that I'm so sad, I'm so sad, it's just pretending."

"Who in this world can be as sad as me?" Zong Zhou took Ling Qian and wanted to take him into his arms. When he found that Ling Qian was unwilling, he didn't force him any more. He only restrained his smile, his eyes were sad, and said, "You say I am obedient." Let go, and you'll smile at me."

Ling Qian was upset, she couldn't smile, but the corners of her lips curled up stiffly.

He wanted to know that such a smile must be extremely ugly.

But Zong Zhou said, "You look beautiful when you smile."

"Nonsense." Ling Qian never knew how to be tactful.

"But you haven't smiled at me for a long time," Zongzhou said at the moment, making people look pitiful, "Even if you move the corners of your mouth perfunctorily, I can still remember how beautifully you smiled at me."

What I said, even if Ling Qian was really a heartless person, he would soften his heart, not to mention, he was sincere.

But the gentle affection reached his lips, and the words were cold again: "From now on, you will only treat me as a friend, and I will still smile at you."

Zong Zhou was not as angry as he was a few days ago, he suddenly took out a pack of snacks from Najie.

This is the delicious pastry that Ling Qian kindly told Zongzhou when he traveled with Zongzhou, in order not to disappoint Zongzhou.

The pastry is mixed with lard and is a bit greasy.

Ling Qian felt uncontrollably nauseated when she smelled the smell of oil.

But Zongzhou didn't know that he was unwell, so he fed a piece of pastry to his lips.

Said: "In order not to embarrass the young leader, Xiaoqian ate a lot of phoenix grass cakes that he brought. I just want you to taste mine, that's all. If you eat, I'll go back too."

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