Into Liaozhai and falling in love

Selfishly, she didn't want the little coal ball to know Lu Qian's real name. Yan Chixia pondered for a while, and suggested, "Why don't his surname be Nie."

"No." Lu Qian refused because he didn't want the little coal ball to have the same surname as that Nie Xiaoqian, it's really annoying.

Why did the person he rescued have the same surname as the "enemy"!

Yan Chixia didn't understand the reason for his resistance, but she also respected his opinion: "Then what do you want to be named?"

Lu Qian glanced at him: "If I knew, what would I ask you?"

There were two black lines on Yan Chixia's forehead: "But I said it, but you denied it."

Lu Qian glared at him: "That's because you said something bad and you need to repeat it."

Yan Chixia: "..."

Lu Qian buried his head deeply, and fell into endless distress: "Name, I have the most trouble picking a name. The key is that I don't know what his last name is. What to do, what to do, what to do."

Yan Chixia, who was in a row of what to do, was a little dazed, she stood up quietly and planned to cook.

Ghosts don't need to eat, he still has to eat dinner, not to mention - only by eating can he grow up as soon as possible and get out of the group of children.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Yan Chixia's back froze suddenly, turned around, rubbed her nose embarrassingly, and glanced at the gradually darkening sky outside the window: "I'm a little hungry."

Obviously Lu Qian didn't want him to starve, but—he couldn't have a headache by himself.

His eyes lit up suddenly, his head flashed, and he slapped the table, and the whole ghost floated directly in front of Yan Chixia. The two of them were so close that even Yan Chixia could see his long and thick eyelashes. She blinked cheerfully on those beautiful peach eyes.

"Why don't you let him take your surname?" Lu Qian was excited, and finally found a solution.

Yan Chixia was stunned: "Why?"

Lu Qian rolled his eyes: "What why? You caught the ghost, so naturally you have to be responsible." He pushed Yan Chixia with both hands, "It's such a happy decision, the surname is Yan, and I will give him another domineering Your name is enough, the rest is none of your business, hurry up and cook, eat well to grow taller."

Yan Chixia: "..." He was almost pushed out of the door, and hurriedly reached out to grab the door frame, "But he said he wanted to take your last name."

"Yes." Lu Qian raised his face, and instantly burst into a bright smile, "But you and I are a family, you are the head of our family, and your surname is the same as mine, so hurry up and cook , what will I do if our head of the family is starved to death."

Yan Chixia was taken aback by his set of theories: "What is the head of the family?"

"The person who is in charge is the one who lives together and makes the decision." Lu Qian thought that his explanation was completely correct, and said scientifically without guilt at all, "Is this answer satisfactory? Can I go out to cook now? I'm so hungry. I want to feel bad." He winked playfully.

Yan Chixia was caught by the light hidden in his eyes, and she let go of her hand, and she was pushed outside. Before she could say "Peng—", the whole door was closed tightly.

Yan Chixia stood at the door, looking at the closed door thoughtfully, and said silently: "But this is...my room."

There was no response from the door, he stood for a while, then turned and went to the kitchen next door. The sun was setting, and the warm orange light shone on his side cheeks, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

Lu Qian naturally knew whose room this was, but he could sleep anywhere just by looking at the gourd on the table.The surname has been settled, but what is the name?

He shook his drowsy head from overwork, and floated on Yan Chixia's bed. He glanced at the clean and tidy quilt, feeling a little guilty, but he still lay down with his clothes without saying a word. go up.

He hugged Yan Chixia's quilt and took a deep breath greedily, it was so refreshing.

The breath of a living person is still the breath of a person with such a strong yang energy.

The warmer touch than the afternoon sun wrapped him tightly, making his tendons as comfortable and smooth as soaking in hot springs.You must know that after being a ghost, let alone hot springs, even a hot bath will not warm him up, it is really pitiful.

Lu Qian turned over and hugged Yan Chixia's quilt greedily, rubbing and rubbing.

It's no wonder that this kind of physique is being watched by ghosts, it's like a walking yang jet.Little ghosts don't dare to get close to them. As long as big ghosts absorb them properly, a ghost will be able to fight on top of other people for more than half a month in one night.

It's better to stay by his side, at least it can help him avoid most of the troubles, Lu Qian thought so, completely ignoring the fact that he was addicted to Yan Chixia's yang energy.

After sniffing for a long time, Lu Qian's eyes showed daze and obsession.

His face was deeply buried in the quilt, and he murmured, "It smells so good, I miss it~ Yang Qi, so much Yang Qi~ It smells so good~"

He writhed and dawdled wildly, screaming spirits incessantly, as if he was addicted.

He greedily sniffed every drop of Yan Chixia's pure yang energy in the air.

Over the past few years, he would loiter in Yan Chixia's room for a while when he found time, but it may be because he has been immunized, or he has consumed too much energy recently, and gradually it seems that the mere smell can no longer satisfy him. .

He needs more, more mellow, more refined Yang Qi.

Of course, he can also use other methods such as moonlight to obtain essence. Although the rich moon essence helps to improve his cultivation, he especially doesn't like the cool feeling of reflux in the meridians of his body.

What he needs is yang energy, the yang energy emanating from a living person.

Lu Qian opened his eyes suddenly, staring at the bed curtain with big bright eyes.

The corner of his mouth was hooked slightly, his movements gradually restrained, his body rubbed against the sheets slightly, perhaps, he could be more indulgent? !

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