Tomb Raider: The Fox's Ways to Seducing the Kirin

Cheng Ji followed Wu Xie towards the village. After walking a short distance, they arrived at the door of a bungalow.

Wu Xie walked over to open the door while talking to Cheng Ji: "Ah Ji, there aren't many houses in this village that can accommodate people, so will you stay with me or with Third Uncle?"

Cheng Ji could probably guess that the room they were going to now should be the room where Zhang Qiling lived now, but what did Wu Xie mean? Wasn’t he living in the same room with Zhang Qiling?

Cheng Ji raised his eyebrows and moved his lips for a moment, but still did not say out loud the incredible idea in his mind.

Wu Xie knocked on the door three times before pushing it open and going in.

The house was cleaned very well by the villagers, and almost every place that could be touched was wiped clean and shiny.

A man in a black hoodie sat on the earthen kang, looking at the visitor with clear eyes.

Wu Xie was stunned, not knowing whether his feeling was wrong or not. He suddenly felt that this young man who had no worldly traces on him and looked like a banished immortal, whom he had just met, seemed to have flesh and blood at this moment.

Cheng Ji followed Wu Xie in under the man's eager gaze. Looking at the earthen kang with only a quilt on it, he seemed to understand a little bit what Wu Xie meant by the question he had just asked him.

It seems that Wu Sanxing is a decent person and did not force Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling to be together to cultivate their relationship for the sake of that stupid plan.

It's just that I always feel like something is wrong.

Cheng Ji walked past Wu Xie and came in front of Zhang Qiling, frowning as he looked at the man in front of him whom he had not seen for just one day.

Why does it seem like this weakness doesn't seem to be fake?

Wu Xie was also stunned when he saw Cheng Ji's action, and then he quickly walked over and grabbed the boy: "Ah Ji, what's wrong?"

Cheng Ji shook his head, reached out and touched Zhang Qiling's wrist, sensing the specific situation inside Zhang Qiling's body.

Then he glanced at Zhang Qiling in surprise.

He really didn't expect that Zhang Qiling would have an unexpected gain on this trip.

The blood concentration that had stagnated for decades actually showed signs of a breakthrough.

Wu Xie, who was standing aside, was really shocked when he saw Cheng Ji just go up and make some moves on this Monk who looked like he was not someone who was easy to mess with.

When he realized what was happening, he quickly pulled Cheng Ji aside and said earnestly, "Ah Ji, this guy is not worth provoking. Although he does look good, no one in this business is a good person."

Still feeling a little worried, he continued, "No, this is too dangerous. You and Uncle Rishan should leave here quickly tomorrow."

Cheng Ji looked at Wu Xiaogou, who was unaware of Zhang Qiling's amazing hearing and deliberately lowered his volume. He didn't know whether it was because of his age or what, but he felt that it was a bit interesting.

Cheng Ji curved his eyebrows, imitated Wu Xie, lowered his voice, and replied: "But he is good-looking."

"..." Wu Xie was unable to refute Cheng Ji's reason and was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that Wu Xie didn't say anything, Cheng Ji continued: "Brother Wu Xie, you can come, why don't you take me alone? It's okay. I will run away if there is any danger."

"..."

"Then I'll pull you along and run with me, that should be okay." Cheng Ji said hesitantly, as if he had made some great sacrifice.

"Okay... No, that's not good! Do you understand what's going on in that fight? Most of the time, you can't even run away!" Wu Xie was almost bewitched by Cheng Ji's few words, but fortunately he reacted in time and firmly stopped his brother Aji from having this somewhat dangerous idea.

Cheng Ji didn't care: "It will be fine."

As he said this, he turned around and said to Zhang Qiling: "Besides, I believe this little brother will protect me if something happens, don't you think so, little brother?"

Zhang Qiling naturally had no objection to his wife's words. Almost as soon as Cheng Ji finished speaking, he responded, "Okay."

Cheng Ji smiled like a lazy fox, with his elbow on Wu Xie's shoulder, and continued to ask Zhang Qiling: "Close protection?"

"it is good."

"Give me all the good stuff in the bucket."

"it is good."

Wu Xie listened to the conversation between the two people with a look of shock on his face, and felt like the world had gone crazy.

Is this person who is so obedient to his younger brother and doesn't say a word to the guy during the day and has a cold face all day really the same person?

Although this was Wu Xie's first time fighting, he was not a fool.

If you agree so readily when there is no profit to be made, what is the purpose?

Wu Xie frowned and lingered over the two of them, then decisively pulled Cheng, who was teasing Qilin with great enthusiasm, out of the door.

"You should have less contact with him. He agreed to your request so readily on the first meeting. Nine out of ten times, he is after you."

Cheng Ji stood sideways, half of his face hidden in the darkness. When he heard Wu Xie's words, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if there was nothing wrong with what he said, and he really was attracted to him.

"Brother Wu Xie is right. Then Brother Wu Xie must protect me."

"Okay." Wu Xie was successfully led astray by Cheng Ji again, and completely forgot the idea and decision of asking people to go back tomorrow.

"You coming with me?" Seeing that it was getting late, Wu Xie scratched his head and asked.

Cheng Ji was stunned, not realizing what Wu Xie was trying to say by suddenly changing the topic.

"You can either sleep in the same room with Uncle San, or just stay with me."

Cheng Ji blinked when he heard that, and asked innocently, "Is there a third option?"

"...Which one do you want to choose?" Wu Xie was confused by Cheng Ji's question. Besides him, he probably only knew his third uncle. There were two of them in total, so they could only choose one room each. How could there be any other choice?

Cheng Ji raised his hand and pointed at the room behind Wu Xie: "I think this room is pretty good, what do you think, Brother Wu Xie?"

“No, Aji, are you here just because he’s good-looking? Your brother is also good-looking, why don’t you come with me?” Wu Xie felt that he had a rough idea of ​​the standard of the boy’s communication method.

It’s all about appearance. Everything depends on appearance.

Cheng Ji looked at the face in front of him that was somewhat similar to his own, and he really couldn't say that this face was not good-looking, which would be against his will.

But if he just followed Wu Xie, it would be difficult to keep his old waist intact after returning.

Out of the two options, Cheng Ji chose the one that would give him the best chance of survival out of his instinct to win: "I'm going to find Uncle San. Good night, Brother Wu Xie. Go to bed early. Go to bed early."

After saying that, he ran away without waiting for Wu Xie to say anything else.

Only Wu Xie was left standing there confused.

How come his face can't compare to that old fox of Uncle San?

Wu Xie raised his hand and touched his face, then walked towards his room with a melancholy look on his face.

Cheng Ji did not actually go to Wu Sanxing's room, but circled around Wu Xie's blind spot, turned back, and pushed open the door of Zhang Qiling's room again.

As soon as I entered the door, I was embraced in a warm embrace.

Her waist was restrained and she couldn't move. Her hands were clamped by the man and fastened to the wooden door of the house.

Cheng Ji naturally knew who it was, and he was not panicked at all. He raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him with a smile: "What's wrong, is Brother Xiaoguan planning to take advantage of me?"

Zhang Qiling lowered his head and gently rested it on the boy's neck, with a hint of grievance in his tone: "It's uncomfortable."

"Hmm?" Cheng Ji blinked as if asking knowingly.

"I'm not feeling well." Zhang Qiling replied honestly.

Hearing this, although Cheng Ji was prepared, he still couldn't help but complain: "What kind of physique do you have? Whose side effect of improving blood is this? Are you a Qilin or a fox?"