The ex of the scumbag who was dressed as a black heart lotus [Transmigration Book]

On the second day after Zhou Lang and Su Qingchen reconciled, Feng Ruoli came to the door with a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

Speaking of door-to-door, strictly speaking, it is not right.

During Zhou Lang's punishment, he ate and lived in the Lingzhi Garden, in the wooden house Su Qingchen built for him.

Su Qingchen always followed wherever Zhou Lang was.

Therefore, when Feng Ruoli opened the door with the food box, Su Qingchen was also there.Holding a small file in his hand, he was grinding Zhou Lang's nails with a serious face.

Feng Ruoli smiled gently: "Seeing that the two of you are reconciled as before, I feel relieved."

When facing Feng Ruoli, Zhou Lang is usually very easy to talk to.

I saw him raise a bright smile, showing a row of neat big white teeth.

"Hello, Big Brother."

The sound is clear and bright.

The smile was so bright and bright that Feng Ruoli was taken aback.

Su Qingchen paused.

When did Zhou Lang speak to him in such a cheerful voice?

The moment this thought appeared, Su Qingchen lowered her eyes to cover her thoughts, and continued to polish the nails of his beloved boy.

Feng Ruoli and Zhou Lang exchanged warm greetings, but Su Qingchen didn't interrupt, but just listened coldly.

It seems that nothing is more important than polishing the boy's nails.

Until Feng Ruoli called her name.

Only then did Su Qingchen give Feng Ruoli a look.

Feng Ruoli smiled like a spring breeze: "Second junior brother, the head master arranged for you to go down the mountain with me, what do you think?"

Su Qingchen listened to the conversation just now.

The three-year sect recruitment ceremony is coming soon, and the head of the sect is here.Ask him to form a team with Feng Ruoli and go down the mountain to find qualified young disciples to bring back to Tianjimen.

Su Qingchen naturally had no objection.

After sending Feng Ruoli away, he continued to manicure Zhou Lang's nails.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Lang withdrew his hand and said seriously, "I have objections."

Su Qingchen nodded, and grabbed Zhou Lang's hand back, "Hey, don't move around, the nails haven't been finished yet."

Zhou Lang was a little angry, and withdrew his hand again: "I said I have objections!"

Su Qingchen patted his head, and comforted him familiarly: "Well, Xiao Lang, tell me, I'll listen."

After speaking, he took his hand again, put his round fingers to his lips, and kissed him lightly.

Zhou Lang's small eyes sparkled, eager to try: "I want to go with you!"

After saying this, Zhou Lang was still a little uneasy.

Leaving aside his weak physique, carrying him is simply a burden.Just because he is being locked up a little bit, it is very difficult to deal with.

But Zhou Lang still wanted to go.

At the age of nine, the Zhou family was wiped out.

I don't know if it was because of excessive sadness, or because he was too young, but Zhou Lang only had a vague impression of the memory before Miemen.

Occasionally recalling the past, the people in the memory are covered by a layer of veil, and the faces cannot be clearly remembered.

The hatred also seems to be blurred because of this.

After finally escaping from death, Su Qingchen was the only one left by Zhou Lang's side.

I remember that my body was extremely weak at that time, and I was in a state of unconsciousness for twelve or ten hours a day.Many times he thought he was going to die, but he narrowly survived.

When Zhou Lang recovers slightly, Su Qingchen has already become a disciple of the head of Tianji Sect.

Zhou Lang became a nominal outer disciple.

Due to his health, Zhou Lang almost never left the gate.The trial of the secret realm more than a month ago was the first time he traveled far since he started.

In other words, Zhou Lang was extremely lacking in understanding the true face of this world.

This is extremely unfavorable to Zhou Lang's self-protection plan.

One day he will get rid of the love gu on his body.

It is expected that Su Qingchen will not let him go easily at that time, he always has to plan his escape route in advance.

However, so far, Zhou Lang knows very little about this world.Most of the only understanding comes from the plot of the novel and the records in the classics in Zangshu Pavilion.

Zhou Lang knew that this was far from enough.

He had to go down the mountain, and he had to walk through the world himself, otherwise the escape would be just talk on paper and could not be successful.

Zhou Lang deliberately sneaked down the mountain.

But Su Qingchen's last operation scared him.

What if Su Qingchen contacted his disciples to visit him again on the way down the mountain this time, only to find that he sneaked down the mountain again, it would be terrible.

According to Su Qingchen's urination, Zhou Lang knew that he would not agree easily, and was even ready to cry, make trouble, and hang himself.

That Su Qingchen seemed to have changed his temperament, he only gave him a casual look, then agreed, and went out to ask the head for instructions that day.

Before dawn on the second day, when Zhou Lang was fished out of the bed by Su Qingchen, wrapped in a thick fur and held in his arms, he was still in a daze.

The young man yawned, and shrank into Su Qingchen's embrace reflexively.

There was moisture in the corners of his eyes, he half-raised his eyelids with difficulty, and muttered, "Why do you wake up so early?"

The voice was hoarse and unreasonably soft.

Su Qingchen touched his lips, deliberately lowered her voice to coax.

"Hey, sleep in my arms for a while if you're sleepy. Eldest brother and I are going to Yujian to go to Zhenbao Pavilion. The journey will take at least an hour, and you just need to rest."

Zhou Lang's confused mind did not understand what he said, and he closed his eyelids and continued to sleep.

Not long after, the sound of steady breathing came, and he fell asleep again.

In Su Qingchen's arms, she fell asleep easily.

Su Qingchen's brows and eyes softened unconsciously.The usually cold face was completely occupied by warmth.

He nodded slightly with Feng Ruoli, did not speak, but communicated with him via voice transmission: "Brother, let's go."

Without waiting for Feng Ruoli to reply, he stepped on the flying sword and steadily rose into the air.

Feng Ruoli, who was traveling with him, hastily summoned Feijian to follow.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Su Qingchen protecting the young man in his arms, Feng Ruoli's thoughts moved slightly, and he suddenly understood him as a junior.

Although in the eyes of others, Zhou Lang is mean and vicious, making things difficult for Su Qingchen in public from time to time.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that every time the young man makes a move, he unconsciously withdraws his strength.

Rather than saying that he beat and scolded Su Qingchen unilaterally, it is better to say that it is a kind of...

Fun.

Like a proud cat, no matter how vicious it is when it frizzes, it will not pose any threat to Su Qingchen, its master.

Most of the time, this young man would nestle in Su Qingchen's arms defenselessly, put away his blunt claws, and offer his softest belly to Su Qingchen.

That is a kind of dependence and trust that penetrates into the bones.

No one can shake it.

Not to mention that Zhou Lang also has a face that is indistinguishable between male and female, and his appearance is not inferior to his second junior brother.

It's just that maybe he has a notorious reputation, and most of the disciples in the sect are distracted by his bad personality, so few people pay attention to his appearance.

The same is true for Feng Ruoli.

If he hadn't seen Zhou Lang's flamboyant and glamorous side by chance, he might have had a lot of resentment towards the bad boy in the rumors.

however……

He also wants to raise such a beautiful and willful cat.

Feng Ruoli recited the Qingxin Jue once, and drove away those inexplicable thoughts in his mind.

On the way, Feng Ruoli didn't know what kind of thoughts he had, and said to Su Qingchen: "Second Junior Brother, do you spoil Junior Brother Lin too much?"

Su Qingchen's answer did not hesitate for a moment: "I don't know either."

"Really." Feng Ruoli replied.

Nothing to say in the future.

When he was about to reach his destination, Zhou Lang woke up in a daze.

After accepting Su Qingchen's greasy good morning kiss with a dull expression, she realized that she was being held in the arms of the other party and was flying in the sky.

Next to him was a good old senior brother with a gentle expression.

After waking up, Zhou Lang was dumbfounded for three seconds as he watched Yu Jian flying Feng Ruoli.

Until now, he finally belatedly remembered that before going to sleep last night, Su Qingchen had told him that the head of the sect had approved his going down the mountain together, and was planning to set off this morning.

but!

Zhou Lang screamed in his head.

God knows what he did?

Laying out of bed, being held in Su Qingchen's arms by the princess and sleeping all the way, not to mention, still kissing and booing with Su Qingchen in front of the elder brother? !

What a shame!

Zhou Lang only felt that his face was very hot.

He pinched Su Qingchen's flesh with his hand on the back of his neck, lowered his voice and said viciously: "Put me down! I don't want you to hug me!"

Su Qingchen smiled.

He didn't put Zhou Lang down, but instead rubbed Zhou Lang's butt, and said with a smile: "Hey, don't make trouble, we'll be there soon."

Zhou Lang's eyes widened.

Good girl!

Yet he dared not move.

The idol big brother is by his side, it will only become uglier if it goes on.

Zhou Lang had no choice but to look worried.

He silently tucked his head into the fur fur, hoping very much that he hadn't woken up.

Feng Ruoli remained silent.

Watching the nose, nose and heart, pretending not to see anything.

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