Since joining the God Clan, Xiao Lingfan has not shown a good face. He has always been sarcastic and sarcastic every time he met. Even someone as powerful as Zhao Ranchen could not withstand him.

He drove away the protoss, walked to the fire, and clumsily started making milk tea.

Prepare black tea, single crystal rock sugar and skimmed pure milk, take a clean and oil-free small pot and place it on the fire to bake. After the water evaporates, add a small amount of single crystal rock sugar and fry until it turns into caramel color.

Put the black tea in, stir-fry a few times, and then pour a certain amount of purified water.

Bring water to a boil over high heat. After 3 minutes, pour in the pure milk. After boiling, turn to low heat and simmer for 5 minutes. Filter out the tea leaves and serve.

It was Zhao Ranchen's first time doing it, and he took every step carefully.

Even so, a few drops of boiling water splashed onto his hand, and soon several small red dots appeared on the back of his hand.

By the time he poured two cups of milk tea, small transparent blisters appeared in the injured area.

Zhao Ranchen seemed to feel no pain, so he picked up the milk tea and brought it to Xiao Lingfan respectfully.

"This is your favorite milk tea, try how it tastes."

There was obvious caution and flattery in his tone, completely different from the indifference and calmness of the past.

Xiao Lingfan stared at the few small blisters with complex eyes, moved his lips, and sighed softly: "Let me go, and let yourself go, too much force is not sweet!"

Seeing that she refused to accept it, Zhao Ranchen put the milk tea on the coffee table aside.

Gently touching the small blister on the back of his hand, he lowered his head and bit it open with his mouth, sucking out the thick juice inside and swallowing it into his belly.

This move scared Xiao Lingfan to death.

What the hell!

This man is not only scumbag, but also crazy.

That thing is not water, how can you drink it?

Her expression was frightening, as if she had seen a ghost, and Zhao Ranchen laughed foolishly.

"Lingling, only your fresh aura makes me feel that this fucking life is meaningful."

Xiao Lingfan:? ? ?

Zhao Ranchen squatted on the ground, resting his head on Xiao Lingfan's knees. His lifeless eyes looked at the bright light outside, showing a hint of sadness.

"My hometown is desolate, and has been filled with despair and collapse since I was born. My mother was so hungry that she had no strength when she gave birth to me, and my father went out to grab a small piece of shriveled steamed bun with his own life.

My mother ate the steamed buns and I was born safely. My father only had time to look at me before he passed away forever. "

He was talking to himself as heavy sadness flowed out of his body, slowly engulfing him.

“My mother raised me with great difficulty, but life was too hard. Food was scarce, water sources dried up, and the most people died fighting for food and water every day.

Everyone was happy, having food meant they could live one more day.

In such a harsh and deformed environment, when I grew up to ten years old, my mother could no longer hold on and became a food ration for my compatriots. "

pat!

A drop of tear fell to the ground and bloomed into dark flowers.

Zhao Ranchen cried.

Recalling those rough years, he was heartbroken and resented his own incompetence.

If the spacecraft had been intercepted earlier and the time shuttle had been discovered earlier, my mother could have survived and lived a good life with no worries about food and clothing.

The handsome man sheds tears, revealing his weak and helpless side. Any woman who sees this will instantly burst into maternal love, offering comfort and compassion.

But Xiao Lingfan is not an ordinary woman!

She is of the bloodline of Fanxing Imperial Master and the respected second-in-command in Western Europe.

Even if Zhao Ranchen revealed his true feelings to her, her thoughts were the same - men have strong self-esteem and would rather bleed than allow their sweetheart to see her crying.

If he takes the initiative to pour out his heart, the purpose must be to make the woman soften.

Ah!

It's a pity that she used it in the wrong place, she is not a love brain.

The world of career batches respects good and evil, but never sympathizes with them.

Xiao Lingfan patted the side of Zhao Ranchen's face hard, his clear voice as cold as ice.

"Tch! Giant pandas will terminate pregnancies when they know the environment is not good, and try to give their children a peaceful and fulfilling childhood.

Where are your parents?

Knowing clearly that the child will suffer endless hardships, they still insist on getting pregnant and giving birth. Any consequences are their own atonement, and they do not deserve sympathy! "

Boom!

Zhao Ranchen suddenly looked up at her, with indescribable astonishment on his handsome face.

Xiao Lingfan did not let him go, and criticized him righteously: "There is great social pressure in our era, and young people will choose not to have children or to have fewer children if they don't want to harm future generations.

Who do you blame your parents for not having that awareness? Why can't they help it and have to feel good? "

Zhao Ranchen was stunned by these shocking remarks.

"You...Lingling, those are my parents..."

Xiao Lingfan rolled his eyes inelegantly and complained in his heart: Tian Xuan is right, people in the future ten thousand years from now are too feudal and too conservative!

“They are human beings first, and then they become parents; we assume the identity of children and are also essentially real people.

Right and wrong should not be filtered by status! "

Zhao Ranchen's eyes were blank, like a young and ignorant child, and his lips were moving in confusion.

I wanted to say something, but in the end I said nothing.

He closed his eyes in pain and smiled bitterly.

The mother often warned before her death that giving birth to a child was the parents' decision, not the child's wishes.

She and her father didn't want their child to suffer. After discovering the unexpected pregnancy, they tried their best to have an abortion, but failed.

I had no choice but to give birth to him.

This is the cause planted by his parents, and he will bear the consequences throughout his life.

The mother felt deeply ashamed and said frankly that when her father died for him, she felt more relieved and relieved, and hoped that he would not feel too guilty.

However, people around him repeated over and over again that he was the one who killed his father and mother, and that he was born guilty.

If he died, I would be even more sorry for his parents’ sacrifice.

So he has to live, live well, remember his parents and respect his elders.

Zhao Ranchen held his head, his two thoughts engaged in a battle between heaven and man.

Who should he trust?

Mother and Lingling, or the inertial thinking of those around them?

Zhao Ranchen didn't know, his mind was in a mess, with countless voices clamoring and arguing, and he felt like his head was about to explode.

"what!"

Xiao Lingfan looked at him coldly as he went mad and in pain, unable to make any waves in his heart.

To be fair, people in the future ten thousand years from now will have a difficult life, which is indeed worthy of sympathy. They traveled to the 21st century and could coexist peacefully with modern people.

In fact, they did not. Instead, they used various high technologies at their disposal to try to dominate the world and trample modern people under their feet to do whatever they wanted.

Self-interest is the norm, as long as it does not harm others;

To benefit oneself at the expense of others is called selfishness, and no one can tolerate it.

This is the home of modern people. It can accept people from the future and people from the past, but it is determined not to allow them to occupy the magpie's nest and become guests.

The gods dared to have wild whims, don't blame them modern people for being ruthless!

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