She became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 128 His Scars
"I beg you, please, just go back with me, I don't want to go back to Xuanqi alone." Jiang Tong learned to act like a baby to someone other than Xiao Yun for the first time.

She couldn't help laughing at herself, but she was quite comfortable acting.

Faced with Jiang Tong's rare softening, Li Shuyu relaxed a little, and his face was not so stiff and indifferent.

"Okay?" Jiang Tong blinked his big eyes and stared at Li Shuyu.

"...Okay." Li Shuyu sighed: "There is really nothing I can do about you."

He didn't want to really leave at first, but just wanted to use some means to gain more trust and conditions from Jiang Tong.

After going back, Jiang Tong managed to coax Li Shuyu back to his room to rest, explained to Xiao Chuan, chatted with Xiao Zhao for a while, and finally went to his bedroom.

But she hasn't forgotten her ultimate purpose.

After closing the door, Jiang Tong raised his sword fingers with both hands, and made a bang sound, and when he reappeared, he was already in Xiao Yun's bedroom.

Xiao Yun never liked being served by someone when he slept, so there was no one in the room except Xiao Yun who was lying sprawled on the bed.

But even if he was drunk, Xiao Yun was still awakened by Jiang Tong's appearance. He stared for a long time without any further reaction.

Jiang Tong stretched out his hand and shook it: "Brother?"

Still no response.

Jiang Tong breathed a sigh of relief, he seemed to be still sleeping, unconscious.

"Huh..." Jiang Tong let out a long breath, slowly sat down on the edge of Xiao Yun's bed, and hammered his sore legs.

After running around all day, she was exhausted.

"Pour me a cup of tea." Xiao Yun's clear and rational voice came.

Jiang Tong jumped up from the bed in fright: "Brother, you, you didn't sleep."

Xiao Yun still stared straight at Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong rubbed his hands awkwardly: "Tea, tea, right? Wait."

Jiang Tong poured a cup of hot tea, blew on it, and passed it to Xiao Yun's side: "Get up and drink tea."

Xiao Yun seemed to be awake, his eyes were not as dull as before, but he still moved slowly. After reacting for a while, his eyes rolled, his brows frowned slightly, he turned around slightly, stuck out his tongue and licked his lips: "Hey .”

"Hello..." Jiang Tong's tongue began to knot.

Well, she really couldn't say the words to reject Xiao Yun.

Who made her appear in Xiao Yun's room in the middle of the night.

Jiang Tong sat down resignedly, and handed the porcelain cup to Xiao Yun's lips.

Xiao Yun struggled to hold up half of his body, his pajamas were crooked, revealing a large area of ​​cool skin and beautiful collarbone, and he could faintly see his undulating chest muscles. Feed Xiao Yun with water.

But in the next second, Jiang Tong almost dropped the cup.

Xiao Yun clamped Jiang Tong's wrist and held that hand to drink water. He didn't know whether Jiang Tong's fingers were pinched in the wrong position or the cup was too small. In short, when Xiao Yun's lips touched the teacup, they wrapped Jiang Tong's mouth Tong squeezed the cup with his fingers.

There was something wrong with Jiang Tong in an instant, everything was wrong.

Probably due to drinking, Xiao Yun's lips were extremely hot, and the heat was transmitted to Jiang Tong's entire palm through one finger, and then to his arm, and finally the heat burned into his heart, which lasted for a long time.

That cup of tea was obviously not much, but Jiang Tong felt that it had been as long as 100 years, and Xiao Yun finally let her go.

"One more cup." After drinking the tea, Xiao Yun's voice was obviously not so hoarse.

Jiang Tong regained his composure, put away his embarrassed gaze, and poured tea for Xiao Yun with trembling legs.

This time she didn't dare to pour too full, she was afraid that her hands would shake so badly that the tea would spill out.

Xiao Yun leaned against the head of the bed with half-closed eyes, obediently waiting for Jiang Tong's feeding.

Just now, with the moistness of tea, his lips were extraordinarily rosy, and the appearance of his Adam's apple sliding up and down waiting for the water to drink was enough to make Jiang Tong feel distracted and out of his mind.

"Also, do you still want to feed?" Jiang Tong stammered, holding a water pestle in front of the bed stiffly.

Xiao Yun nodded cooperatively, staring at Jiang Tong hotly, with some kind of eager desire like a wolf.

The little girl who has never had a relationship naturally doesn't understand what Xiao Yun's eyes mean, but she feels ashamed that those eyes are staring at her.

"Do you want to drink, brother?" Jiang Tong was annoyed.

Xiao Yun responded indistinctly in his throat, drank another cup of tea in Jiang Tong's hand, and then fell back on the bed contentedly.

But in just two cups of tea, Jiang Tong was already sweating unknowingly.

Now she doesn't dare to ask anything she wants to ask, she feels that staying here for a while is dangerous.

Jiang Tong slowly moved to the outside of the dormitory. Suddenly, Jiang Tong felt a cramping pain in her abdomen, which was icy cold and stimulated her ribs. The pain mixed with ice balls made her bend down instantly.

rely on...

What will it grow this time?
Tail?Or feathers?
Jiang Tong's head was dizzy from the pain, and he became confused.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yun opened his eyes again.

Jiang Tong wanted to say it was okay, but she really couldn't stand up.

There was a rustling sound behind her, followed by a pair of strong arms and a fiery chest, warming her frozen back.

"Brother..." Jiang Tong's voice was trembling.

"Sui Sui." Xiao Yun hugged Jiang Tong, buried his feverish and heavy head in Jiang Tong's shoulder, and called her nickname very affectionately.

Yelling Jiang Tong trembled all over.

She could hear how much settled emotion was contained in this sentence.

"Brother, I'm fine. Maybe I can't control my spiritual power recently, and I drank alcohol again today, so my meridians are disordered. I can meditate for a day and it will be fine." After thinking about it, Jiang Tong felt that he had found the reason.

"En." Xiao Yun nodded without moving.

Jiang Tong: "...brother?"

Good guy, is this person asleep again?
Sure enough, the sound of even breathing came from the shoulder, accompanied by a soft snoring sound.

"..."

The weight of a man who is nine feet tall, not too small, and drunk is too much for a little girl to bear. Fortunately, Jiang Tong is so powerful, so he moved Xiao Yun back to the bed, covered the quilt that should be covered, Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yun was woken up again, staring at Jiang Tong half longing and half confused: "Sui Sui."

"Ah." Jiang Tong responded.

"sorry."

"……Um?"

"Wings, does it hurt?" Xiao Yun asked softly, as if he was afraid that if he spoke too loudly, it would also make Jiang Tong hurt.

Warmth spread in Jiang Tong's heart, even when he was drunk, would he subconsciously care about her?

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Xiao Yun suddenly evoked a smile, and that smile dazzled Jiang Tong's eyes.

"Come here." Xiao Yun stretched out his right arm from under the quilt, towards Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong walked over in a strange way, and she wanted to walk towards him, which was what she had always wanted to do.

Xiao Yun's pajamas were very smooth, and when he raised his arms at this moment, the clothes had already faded to his upper arms, revealing his strong and powerful arms.

But this is not the most important.

After seeing Xiao Yun's almost half inner arm with ravine scars, she couldn't walk anymore.

His eyes fixed on Xiao Yun's arms like nails, and there were countless scars on his arms.

Those scars are so hideous that even after many years, when I recall them, I will still be shocked, shocked, and heartbroken.

(End of this chapter)