Into another world with a scan-to-pay system

There was a sound of landing outside the house, Qiao Ziyu's eyes narrowed, and she lowered her head at a loss, feeling that her current state of mind was completely inappropriate to see Duan Huaijin, so she quickly took off the bed curtain, lifted the quilt and wrapped herself in it.

As soon as Duan Huaijin entered the room, he saw Mao Daner lying next to the jade bowl containing chestnut chicken, his teeth were gnawing on the chicken skeleton, and his long white fluffy ears were quivering happily. The little husband who was supposed to be eating at the side was nowhere to be seen.

Looking into the room, she saw that the originally raised bed curtain was lowered, Duan Huaijin smiled, Ziyu is tired, went to bed to rest?

Familiar footsteps approached slowly, Qiao Ziyu grabbed the corner of the quilt tightly, buried half of her face in the quilt, and closed her eyes tightly.

"Ziyu..."

The warm-colored bed curtain was gently lifted, and a gentle voice sounded shallowly, with undeniable treasure and care, as if touching something fragile that needed careful care.

"are you asleep?"

For some reason, the gentle and caring voice slowly fell on Qiao Ziyu's heart like a misty down feather, and penetrated into his heart, but lifted up the grievance that he had so hard to bind in his heart. The anger towards himself condensed into a slender stick, which was violently stirred inside.

Wronged, sad, puzzled, depressed, crazily turned upside down in my heart.

Duan Huaijin saw that Qiao Ziyu's closed eyelids moved slightly, and her long black eyelashes trembled unceasingly, so she knew that the little husband was not asleep.

It's just that I don't know what's wrong with the little husband, but he doesn't seem very comfortable.

sick? !

Thinking of this, Duan Huaijin couldn't hold back anymore, and lightly covered Qiao Ziyu's forehead with one hand, his voice was a little anxious: "Ziyu, what's the matter, are you uncomfortable?"

The sockets of her eyes became slightly moist, Qiao Ziyu bit the tip of her tongue, but didn't say a word.

"Ziyu? What's wrong with Ziyu?!" Seeing that Ziyu neither spoke nor moved, Duan Huaijin was really anxious. Could it be that Ziyu is already too uncomfortable to speak? !

"Ziyu, don't scare me, Ziyu, can you hear me?"

Restraining herself from being too rough, Duan Huaijin suppressed her strength, gently lifted the quilt wrapped around Qiao Ziyu with trembling hands, leaned down and said softly, "Ziyu...Can Ziyu hear me?" ?”

I can't pretend anymore, but maybe I can't bear to make Duan Huaijin so anxious anymore, Qiao Ziyu smiled wryly in his heart, and slowly opened his eyes, but when he saw Duan Huaijin's anxious look magnified in front of his eyes, tears gathered in an instant. At the end of the eyes, it dripped down and got into the pillow.

Seeing that Ziyu shed tears as soon as he opened his eyes, his pupils were full of mist, and his eyes were full of grievances, which immediately soaked into his heart.

Duan Huaijin's heart suddenly picked up, and his tone couldn't help being a little flustered, "Ziyu... What's wrong with Ziyu?" He wanted to pick her up but didn't dare, half-kneeling on the bed at a loss, "Ziyu Where is Yu uncomfortable?"

Seeing Duan Huaijin's flustered look, Qiao Ziyu felt sore and uncomfortable. A thorn called "forget it" pierced hard into the bottom of his heart. He tried to let the blood in his heart soften it, but the thorn just froze. The ground stood there, the stabbing ground he could neither ignore nor accept.

Qiao Ziyu opened her mouth, but she was afraid that she would cry if she opened her mouth, so she closed it slowly, put her arms around Duan Huaijin's arm, and shook her head.

"No... all right?"

"It's okay..." Qiao Ziyu closed her eyes, smiled slightly, and yawned as if she was sleepy.

"Ziyu." Duan Huaijin's complexion changed when he saw the expression of the young husband pretending to be relaxed. He stretched out his right arm to wrap around Qiao Ziyu's body, and gently placed his left hand on Qiao Ziyu's shoulder, "Ziyu... .Is there something you can't tell me?"

Tell... tell you, but you keep everything from me.

Qiao Ziyu moved in slightly, and generally did not make a sound while breathing.

Seeing Qiao Ziyu's gesture of refusing to tell him, Duan Huaijin was a little anxious, but just as she was about to speak, her mind flashed...

Could it be that Tzuyu was aggrieved and angry because of the sound insulation he had pinched earlier? !

Even... not only that, but also saw that he had lied to him about the princess...?

Once I started thinking, I couldn't stop, thinking that I didn't deliberately cover up some unknown things in front of Ziyu before, maybe Ziyu had already discovered something was wrong, then...combining these... ..

Duan Huaijin's mind buzzed.

Ruo Ziyu has always been tolerant of what's wrong with him and concealing from him, but he deliberately cut off the sound insulation when talking to the princess...

Duan Huaijin was confused, what did he do? !

Ziyu was afraid that he was hurt by him, and she believed him blindly despite knowing nothing, but what about him...

Qiao Ziyu's aggrieved eyes filled with tears just now flashed in his mind, and Duan Huaijin felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He stroked the little husband's hair carefully, and after a long pause he said, "Ziyu... Ziyu, I was wrong, please forgive me?"

Qiao Ziyu's fingers that were hidden under the quilt trembled.

"I was wrong. It was my fault that I kept something from you before. I thought I would confess it before I got married. Ziyu, don't be angry, okay?" Duan Huaijin reached under the quilt to hold Qiao Ziyu hand on his heart.

"It's all my fault, if Ziyu is unhappy, just teach me a lesson, don't get sulky, okay?"

As he spoke, a small vitality shuttle was condensed in Qiao Ziyu's palm, and it slowly stabbed towards his chest.

"What are you doing!" Qiao Ziyu quickly condensed another vitality fan to knock off the vitality shuttle, angry and angry, "You... um."

The words between the lips were blocked by Duan Huaijin who was oppressed, and the ambiguous sound of water immediately rang out between the brocade-covered beds...

"Ziyu..." Duan Huaijin licked and bit the soft and sweet lips cautiously but domineeringly, as if he had been in the rain for a long time, and did not give anyone a chance to breathe until he kissed him softly. Falling into his arms, he slowly let go and asked softly, "Ziyu, can you forgive me?"

Qiao Ziyu blushed, and glared at Duan Huaijin with watery eyes.

"Ziyu..." Duan Huaijin pressed on him again.

"I'm not angry." Qiao Ziyu quickly put his hands on Duan Huaijin's chest, hesitated for a while before saying, "I'm not angry with you, just a little sad."

"Ziyu..." Duan Huaijin sighed with distress and self-blame, and gently embraced him, wrapping his palms gently around those slender and fair hands, interlocking his fingers.

"I'll tell you everything."

Qiao Ziyu felt the warmth on the back of her hand, and her eye sockets also warmed up.

"After I was almost beaten to death by the people in the restaurant, when I woke up, I found that there was something more in my mind, and that thing was called the system."

"Brain?" Qiao Ziyu interrupted Duan Huaijin, turned around to look at him anxiously and said anxiously: "What has entered your mind?! Can you get it out? Is it harmful? You..."

"It's okay, Ziyu, don't worry." Duan Huaijin felt both hot and uncomfortable, as if a drop of acid had dripped into his heart that was so warm that it melted into water.

He kissed Qiao Ziyu on the forehead as tenderly as possible, and held her in his arms again, "Don't worry, baby, listen to me."

"This thing is called a system, and it is not harmful to me. It has a very magical ability, which can explore the desires in the bottom of the heart, and give corresponding things to satisfy the desires discovered." Duan Huaijin paused. Dun: "However, if you want to get something, you must exchange it with your cultivation base."

"This...system." Qiao Ziyu frowned, "No matter what it sounds like, it's not good." He looked at Duan Huaijin worriedly, "It just wants to absorb your cultivation, don't be fooled by it. "

"No." Duan Huaijin caressed Qiao Ziyu's frown, "I rarely use it, and there is a flaw in this system."

"A bug?"

"Yes." Duan Huaijin smiled and said, "If you want to exchange Yuanzhi and other things, the cultivation level required is very little. If you want to exchange medicine pills or ancient books, the cultivation level required is higher."

"Then don't exchange it." Qiao Ziyu pointed at Duan Huaijin's chest, "Maybe it wants to use this to lure you?"

Duan Huaijin grabbed the finger that was making trouble on his chest, "Okay, listen to Ziyu."

Qiao Ziyu paused, looked at Duan Huaijin and said, "Then that Biyuan Pill and that ancient book...you got it from this system?"

"Ziyu knows it's Biyuan Pill?"

"I know." Qiao Ziyu dodged his eyes, "I saw it in an ancient book."

"Then...Ziyu also knows that it wasn't that you couldn't cultivate back then, but that you were forced by Kuva grass..."

"I know." Qiao Ziyu turned his face sideways, "I know all of this."

Seeing that something was wrong with Qiao Ziyu, Duan Huaijin sat up, "Ziyu...do you have something to hide from me?"

Qiao Ziyu's eyes narrowed, but he didn't speak.

Duan Huaijin sighed, and said in an aggrieved tone, "Ziyu, you don't believe me either."

"No." Qiao Ziyu hurriedly retorted, faltering, "It's just, I just don't want to..."

"Don't want to trouble me?"

Qiao Ziyu pursed her lips and nodded.

"Stupid!" Duan Huaijin tapped lightly on the forehead, looked at the wet eyes of the other party and said with a smile: "You are my husband, is your matter troublesome? If I get hurt in the future, is it because I am afraid of hurting you?" Please, can I not tell you?"

"Can't!"

"That's it." Duan Huaijin squeezed Qiao Ziyu's hand, "Tell me if you have anything to do, and let's find a solution together, shall we?"

Qiao Ziyu blinked, rubbed his forehead and nodded after a while.

"Then... Tzuyu has something to confess to her husband?"

Qiao Ziyu made up her mind with difficulty: "Yes."

"What?" Duan Huaijin smiled and kissed Qiao Ziyu's forehead: "Can I tell my husband now?"

Qiao Ziyu clenched her palms, wrapped her arms around Duan Huaijin's waist and buried her head in his chest: "Yes..."

With warm air coming from his chest, Duan Huaijin heard the little husband speak seriously.

"In my original memory, my parents and I were both servants of the Qiao family in Dianzhou, but... that's not the case, it should be a tampered memory." Qiao Ziyu paused slightly, "After I arrived in Jiangyu County, every time I did alchemy for the first time after I was promoted, I could retrieve some fragments of previous memories. Although I still haven't figured out a lot, I already know who my father is .”

Qiao Ziyu's cheeks were slightly red: "He is a very powerful alchemist."

What Qiao Ziyu said was indeed beyond Duan Huaijin's expectation, he said softly, "Ziyu, do you know who hurt you?"

"I don't know." Qiao Ziyu's voice was a little lost, "I don't even remember who my father is. The last time I was refining alchemy in the Alchemy Pavilion in Xia County, I saw some memories of when I was 15 years old."

"What did Tzuyu see?"

"Seeing my 15th birthday, my father gave me a very beautiful and delicate alchemy furnace." Qiao Ziyu's eyes lit up and then dimmed: "But at that time, my father's body... seemed to have Not so good."

Duan Huaijin patted Qiao Ziyu on the back soothingly, and said softly, "Ziyu, when we advance to the seventh level of Yuanye, we will go to Dianzhou to find your father, okay?"

"Really?" Qiao Ziyu looked up in disbelief, "Don't you need to advance to the Yuangu stage?" After all, Dianzhou is a place where you can walk everywhere, so he never mentioned it.

"Really." Looking at the happy eyes of the little husband, Duan Huaijin sighed in his heart, it would be great if Ziyu was not so sensible.

"Huaijin is so kind." Qiao Ziyu happily kissed Duan Huaijin on the cheek, but because she was not proficient in business, she accidentally rubbed her saliva onto Duan Huaijin's cheek.

Duan Huaijin looked at Qiao Ziyu helplessly and dotingly, "The little idiot rubbed my face with drool." Then he stretched out his arms and pressed against him, and lightly bit the tender lips: "I have to be punished!"

The bed curtain that was raised earlier was lowered again...

Half an hour later, the two reconciled couples finally came out of the house. The air was filled with a sweetness visible to the naked eye. The cat eggs with round stomachs were lying on the table, and fell in love with one glance. Unable to extricate herself, Xiaoyu let out a lament like an old father.