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Because of Qing Huan Dan's contribution, Fang Qingyi's body has been 'slowly recovering', even Dr. Chen, who came to see a doctor before and felt that he was hopeless, was amazed.

Now that Pingan knew that Dr. Chen was about to stop speaking, his legs were frightened for a while. Fortunately, Fang Qingyi who was next to him quickly supported him, so that he did not fall directly to the ground. Pingan but stubbornly wanted to drag him to the temple to thank the Bodhisattva for his protection. Seeing his rare persistence, Fang Qingyi had no choice but to go along with him.

Winter has gone away quietly, and spring is slowly covering the whole land. Curly green smoke escapes from the majestic temples, and the sun shines through the thin clouds in the morning, giving the antique temples the color of glass.

After finally stepping on the steps of the temple, Fang Qingyi wiped the fine sweat from his forehead due to excessive exercise, and when he raised his eyes, he saw three big characters written in solemn calligraphy on the red plaque hanging above the main hall of the temple. ——Faji Temple.

Faji Temple is a relatively well-known temple in the Dajing Dynasty. It is said that a long time ago, there was an eminent monk who was enlightened. He was lucky enough to meet him as a pilgrim. The three characters were later passed on by word of mouth.

In order to show his sincerity, Ping An went to this Faji Temple to pray for blessings without hesitation, and even prepared to kneel before the steps of the temple. It was obvious that he planned to kneel all the way to the main hall.

Fang Qingyi, who turned his head sideways, was startled, and stopped those who hadn't come yet and those who were kneeling down and said, "Peace, there's no need to do that, we'll just go into the main hall and add some money."

"Shouzhi's life was rescued by a merciful and compassionate Bodhisattva. Compared with Ping'an's simple kneeling ceremony, it is really nothing. How can Ping'an be opportunistic."

Fang Qingyi felt embarrassed, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, his life was obviously saved with the Qing Huan Pill, and it had nothing to do with the so-called Bodhisattvas in this world.

But he couldn't say that, so he had to change his excuse and said: "There are nearly a hundred steps at least. I'm worried that your health won't be able to bear it. Since you want to fulfill your vow, I, the client, should naturally perform the ceremony of kneeling. How can you let me go?" Others do it for them.”

As he spoke, he brushed off the hem of his clothes and knelt down straight, his forehead resting on the bluestone steps one step at a time. Xiao Yi, who had been motionless beside him, immediately followed suit and knelt down to repeat the same action.

Seeing this, Ping An's face turned pale all of a sudden, and he said nervously and at a loss: "Shou Zhi, you are not in good health, how can you bear such a great fatigue, I... I will stop praying, isn't it okay if I stop praying. "As he said that, he immediately wanted to help him up from the ground.

Fang Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he would not be so stupid as to walk all the steps one step at a time, this action was just to keep Ping An from being stupid, seeing that his goal had been achieved, he didn't feel too pretentious, and got up straight .

Only then did he realize that Xiao Yi next to him was still kneeling on the ground and bowed his body without moving. Before he could make a move, he saw that person raised his head after a long while.

He pursed his mouth, his eyes were filled with tears of grievance, and the red mark on his forehead was particularly eye-catching, obviously it was smashed by someone who had lost control of his strength just now.

"Daddy, it hurts."

Seeing him sobbing aggrievedly and wanting to cry or not, Fang Qingyi didn't know whether to cry or not. The thoughts in his mind were scattered all over the place. He raised his hand to wipe the mark on his forehead, and then blew on him like before coaxing a child. : "If Xiaoyi doesn't cry, it won't hurt if he blows."

"It still hurts, Xiaoyi wants to kiss, Daddy kisses." He pouted his lips while blinking his teardrop eyes, looking pitifully at the person opposite.

Hearing this, the expression on Fang Qingyi's face remained unchanged, and the gentle smile in his eyes could almost drown a person.

Before Fang Qingyi could make a move, Ping An next to him couldn't sit still. He staggered and fell on the person beside him. Fang Qingyi, who turned slightly sideways, caught him dangerously. Seeing Ping An's pale face and tight eyes, With a closed look, he was terrified and called out anxiously: "Ping An, Ping An, what's wrong with you?"

"It hurts, keep it, I... my stomach hurts." Saying that, Ping An buried his entire face in his chest.

Fang Qingyi didn't care about anything else, picked up the boy who was already as tall as him, told Xiao Yi behind him to follow, and hurried to the main hall of the temple.

Xiao Yi, who was standing there, didn't move, and felt that the man was getting farther and farther away from him, and a bloodthirsty smile slowly climbed up on his lowered face, which was completely inconsistent with his usual simplicity.

Peace, you are looking for death!

Thinking that the other party can always use the simplest movements to attract Fang Qingyi's full attention, in an instant, the murderous intent that burst out from the bottom of his eyes almost materialized.

It's just that this kind of bloodthirsty thought came to mind at the moment when that person's conniving tenderness in the past three months, all negative emotions were replaced by a touch of attachment.

Daddy, my daddy, only belongs to my daddy.

Quickly refraining from the thoughts in his eyes, when he looked up, he returned to the pitiful look with red eyes just now, and walked quickly to follow the back of the person who had almost disappeared from sight.

Pingan buried his head in Fang Qingyi's chest, and every breath he took was filled with the light ink fragrance from his body. This was the smell left by the other party's painting when he was idle in recent days. It was obviously just superficial. The scent of ink, mixed with this person's smell for some reason at this time, made his heart beat faster.

Holding the man's clothes tightly, feeling the warm body and the heartbeat of the man under the material, a blush slowly crept up Ping'an's originally pale face, and then dyed the entire ear.

I really want...I really want to let Shouzhi get his taste, so that others will no longer covet him, and I want to be with Shouzhi forever, and never separate.

Put the man on the bed in the Zen room, and after thanking the little monk who helped guide the way, Fang Qingyi returned to the side of the bed, stroked his forehead and said worriedly: "Peace, what's the matter, it's still difficult." Not uncomfortable?"

Sensing the undisguised anxiety in the other party's eyes, Ping An couldn't stop the guilt rolling in his heart, worried that he would reveal his secrets as soon as he opened his mouth, so he hugged the other party's waist and buried his whole face in the other party's arms In the middle, he said vaguely: "You will not feel uncomfortable wherever you are."

Hearing his childish words, Fang Qingyi showed a helpless smile, touched his head and said: "I am not a good medicine, how can I cure a disease."

"Then Shouzhi still intends to kiss him." Thinking that he would have kissed that person if he hadn't stopped him in time, the sourness in Ping'an's words couldn't stop coming out.

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Hearing his undisguised jealousy, Fang Qingyi couldn't help laughing, and said in a voice mixed with laughter: "So Ping'an has overturned the vinegar jar."

The bright red that had just subsided before Ping An once again covered her cheeks. Although there was no response, the tighter and tighter fingers all showed the tension in her heart at this time.

Seeing him like this, Fang Qingyi felt that he had to communicate with this child first, so that he would not be hated by that person. After all, he knew Xiaoyi's true identity and the other's methods from the very beginning.

"Xiao Yi is currently suffering from soul-loss disease, and his mind is only in the childish stage. His behavior and actions will inevitably be a little childish. Now he calls me daddy one after another. I can't abandon him. In recent months, he has not Knowing the world, I can't help being concerned about him, Ping An can't even take this little bit of jealousy, Ping An will always be my most important existence."

The moment Fang Qingyi's last words sounded, Ping An felt that a warm current was injected into his heart, and he could hardly help moaning out of the comfort. Sure enough, he was the most important existence of Shou Zhi.

At this point, the uncomfortable feeling in my heart due to Xiaoyi's provocation and showing off from time to time disappeared in an instant.

【"Master, your son was eavesdropping outside just now, and now he left sadly."】

【Fang Qingyi kept moving to appease the person in his arms, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I know."】

["Then you still say that, you are not afraid of ruining the goodwill you have obtained for more than three months?" Qilin obviously couldn't understand. 】

【"He will not,"】

Some things are stained, and it is not easy to quit.

For three months, in the face of Xiao Yi's various requests and behaviors, he let him, let him, pampered him, without showing any emotion, he only planted a plant called The seeds of dependence, but from the beginning to the end, what he needs is not that person's dependence.

Jealousy is a good thing, it can stimulate the speed at which seeds take root and germinate, and it can also transform this extreme dependence into the most straightforward emotion.

【"..." Qilin felt as if the master had unknowingly done something terrible again. 】

After hearing those words outside the door, Xiao Yi didn't seem to be crying and pretending to be pitiful and hugged that person to swear ownership at all. Instead, he left quietly. In fact, half a month ago, his memory began to continue. The recovery, after a hard knock just now, finally recovered all the memories, he remembered everything about himself.

He, She Shuhao, is a gold-medal assassin trained by the Xueshatang since he was a child. Because of his immature face and superb acting skills, he has never missed a mission since accepting the mission. However, he encountered an opponent on the way to retreat after completing an assassination mission a few months ago. , escaped with serious injuries under the siege of the other party, lost his memory by accident, met the person who was like a warm sun, and mistaken the other party for his father before he was sold, and in that small mountain village I spent the most warm three months of my life.

Recalling the pampering in that person's eyes, the frowns and smiles on his handsome facial features emerged in his mind, and thinking of the tenderness of the smile on the other's lips, She Shuhao's heart speeded up uncontrollably.

You especially remember that the target of an assassination mission in the past was a well-known hero in the Jianghu. When he came into contact with the other party in disguise, he found that the other party was very attentive to him, and later even drugged him after he had a certain friendship.

At that time, he thought that his flawless acting skills were seen through by the other party. It was not until the end that he realized that the other party had taken a fancy to him from the very beginning, and that there were still many teenagers with red lips and white teeth hidden in the other party's secret base for him to play with in bed. It was also after that time that She Shuhao knew that it was possible for men to do that bed thing.

Now he seems to have a different thought about his father whom he misses so much, thinking of the tightness and flexibility under the material of the clothes when he always liked to hug the other's waist that can be called a full grip and act like a spoiled child,

She Shuhao's eyes were dark, she swallowed, she wanted to get closer, to kiss, to monopolize... Daddy, it's mine!

The author has something to say:

Recently, I saw a little angel keep asking, where did Xiao Gong go, did he disappear, or was he forgotten in which corner after being written by the stupid cute, and all kinds of brain holes about where Xiao Gong went, cute Little angels, don’t worry about being hot, Xiaogong will appear, but only at the back (serious face) As for the identity, stupid and cute, no spoilers, keep it secret for now. Now let’s focus on the flirtatious man, after all, Xiaogong After appearing on the stage, the little young master has nothing to do (stands out) The peerless killer has appeared, and the next chapter His Royal Highness is going to show his face——