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Send it back to the painting.Yan Qiong refused, and was tired of hugging Ye Qiao, but Ye Qiao smiled and said, "Are you sure you want to 'hug' me?" Holding a food plate in his hand, he stood at the junction between the second floor and the first floor. It looked like he was about to throw down the food plate in his hand at any time.Yan Qiong looked eagerly at the tempting food, then at the tempting Ye Qiao, and couldn't help crying: "Good Qiao'er, this, you see how hard it is to make the food well, what a waste! ~" Ye Qiao smiled slightly, without making a sound, and was about to throw the food plate down in his hands.

Yan Qiong immediately yelled: "Hey, don't!! I won't hug you anymore, I'll eat, I'll eat..." Yan Qiong was aggrieved, can't he eat both?Only then did Ye Qiao walk to the side of the boss and set up the meals.Yan Qiong was so hungry that she rushed up to eat.People say "feeling warm and thinking □", this is really suitable for Uncle Yan.Seeing that the food was safe in his stomach, he immediately came up to pester Ye Qiao again.

Ye Qiao pushed away Yan Qiong's approaching face and said leisurely, "You've already eaten, do you still want to come over and hug me?" Then she went to rest without looking back, thinking to herself: Hmph, could it be that I'm not as good as you? One meal? !You should save yourself these few days, hum! !

Yan Qiong sighed there, seeing Ye Qiao and Ben ignoring him, she felt that it was boring, so she sat down on the chair beside the bed with a frustrated face, and picked up a book to read.The sleeve inadvertently swept over the long table and took off the painting on it.Yan Qiong picked it up and saw that it was the painting of three of herself.Especially the Q version of Yan Qiong, with long hair reaching to the heels, neat bangs on the forehead, and eyes that seem to be shining with water, how cute and cute, Yan Qiong laughed out loud when she saw it.

Smiling and laughing, as if thinking of something, Yan Qiong was taken aback, then she stopped smiling and thought about it carefully—that’s right, Xiao Qiao’er summoned three selves at the same time, using the same singing voice to drive them to do different things ! !God! !Yan Qiong was stunned. It seemed that no one had ever reached this level—including himself!Oh, this is not to say that Qiao'er's spiritual power is already deeper than her own, but just the realm, this realm! !Spiritual power can be accumulated slowly as long as there is time, but the realm!The realm is the hardest to reach! !For example, Qiao'er can only drive three people to do housework with fire sticks, brooms and dustpans, but Yan Qiong can drive one person to attack the moon!Although Qiao'er's current attack power is not as good as his own, but in time?God!Yan Qiong swallowed hard, what kind of existence is his Qiao'er?

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75. Waiting...

Because Ye Qiao's original source of spiritual power was Yan Qiong, he always thought that the highest level Ye Qiao could reach was the king level of the upper spiritual level, but what if Qiao'er was higher than the upper spiritual level?What kind of existence is that?For a long time, the highest rank in Jizhou Continent has been the spiritual king, but what about the upper rank?Is there a higher level of existence?What would it be like if it existed?This kind of thinking overturned Yan Qiong's long-standing cognition, and almost made his head into a mess.

Sitting by the window for a long time, Yan Qiong felt that he needed to discuss it with someone, and it would be best if someone could explain it to him.He was a little restless because of his own thoughts, so that when the two of them had dinner together the next morning, even Ye Qiao felt it: "Yan Qiong? What's wrong with you? Why do you look out of your mind?" Yan Qiong Qiong didn't know how to tell Ye Qiao, but he had a faint feeling that it was not a bad thing that he deliberately concealed Qiao'er's identity at that time.

After thinking about it, Yan Qiong decided to tell the truth: "Qiaoer, I don't think your identity is simple." Ye Qiao frowned and said, "It's identity again! It's not simple!!" Yan Qiong was helpless, thinking How to explain to him, first ask: "Compared with when you first started to practice spiritual power recently, what is the difference?" Ye Qiao thought for a while: "In the past, I felt that I was learning very slowly..." Yan Joan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she heard that. How dare she say "Learning very slowly" at such a terrifying speed? !How do you let other spirits live? !But he continued to listen, "And the use of spiritual power is not smooth enough. Sometimes I want to do this, but the result is like that... I often feel this way! As for now—" Ye Qiao touched his chin , and continued: "I feel much better now, and it seems that my spiritual power is much more abundant, and I can do whatever I want!" Yan Qiong nodded after listening, and it seemed that it was similar to what she had imagined, but there were still some things that I didn't understand.For example, even if Qiao'er is not an existence above the spiritual level, why doesn't there appear any level marks on the back of his hand?Even if his soul is not from this world, this situation is really weird.

After thinking about it for a while, Yan Qiong felt that it would be better to explain to Ye Qiao after she figured it out. Thinking this way, she raised her head and said to Ye Qiao: "Qiao'er, I still have some things that I don't understand. I will talk to Ye Qiao when I figure it out. Please explain." Ye Qiao was baffled, what kind of mess is this all about? !I just shrugged and continued eating.

A few days later, Yan Qiong told Ye Qiao that she wanted to go out for a while, and she would return as soon as she went, and left home in a hurry.Ye Qiao didn't care either, he had nothing to do at home, and was worried about Wushuang who was far away in Xinguo, so he took a pen and paper and wrote a letter, and summoned a little sparrow to deliver the letter for him.Seeing the bird flapping its wings and flying away, Ye Qiao was stunned for a while, then went to search for Yan Qiong's medicine books, felt irritable after reading for a while, threw the book to write, and felt bored after writing for a while, looked for it from the stove Take a piece of charcoal and head out to draw a sketch.After drawing for a long time, I finally couldn't stand it anymore and threw away the charcoal pencil, wandering around in the courtyard, not even wanting to look at the chicken I just bought.

Look at the sun, why have you been nesting in the sky for a long time and haven't moved your nest?Ah, how does time go by so slowly? !Gritting his teeth there again, Yan Qiong, that bastard, where did he go?Why don't you come back?

An hour later, seeing that Yan Qiong was still there, Ye Qiao wanted to scold him when he came back;

Two hours later, Ye Qiao was grinding his teeth at the clouds in the sky, Yan Qiong, you bastard, I will bite you twice when I come back!Kick you twice! !

Three hours later, Ye Qiao almost jumped to the empty room! !Yan Qiong, you super big idiot!If you don't come back again, I will destroy you, my lord! !

Three and a half hours later, Ye Qiao squatted on the grass in front of the tree house and counted ants;

Four hours later, Ye Qiao poked up the ant nest he found, and then poured water badly, and the ants ran everywhere;

Five hours later, Ye Qiao was fascinated to recall, how many ant nests did he fill just now?I can't remember it seems... Forget it, let's start again...

It was already dark, and Ye Qiao was sitting on the grass. The night sky in early summer seemed to be very low, and the black sky was full of stars, as if they could be reached with one hand. The insects around were singing one after another. Ye Qiao looked up at the sky, already What time is it?Why hasn't Yan Qiong come back yet?You can't cry, Ye Qiao, even if you are abandoned by that heartless guy, you can't cry! !Lift your head up, and the tears won't flow out... Ye Qiao tried her best to raise her head, but her eyes seemed to be burned by the light from the stars in the sky, and the tears rolled down.

I wiped it twice with my sleeve indiscriminately, why can't I wipe it clean? !Covering his eyes angrily, tears flowed from between his fingers.Hugging her legs, Ye Qiao buried her face between her legs, the surrounding was very quiet, Ye Qiao didn't cry, Ye Qiao didn't cry, didn't cry, didn't cry...

Dawn was about to break, Ye Qiao's clothes were already wet from the morning dew, and his shoes were also wet.After staying outside all night, I was already covered with cold.Looking at the rising sun in the east, Ye Qiao's eyes were red and swollen, and his expression was a bit sad and dull.Could it be that the dream two years ago was real?Not only parents and younger brother, but even Yan Qiong are leaving?No, I still have Wushuang, don't I?Without Yan Qiong, I still have Wushuang!But, why is it so uncomfortable here?Ye Qiao clutched her chest tightly, panting with some difficulty.

A strong gust of wind blew up his clothes and hair.Ye Qiao was stunned, and raised his tear-stained face, and saw a figure flying towards him from the direction of the rising sun. There is a layer of golden light, and the flying long hair seems to be golden.Seeing that person getting closer, Ye Qiao stood up excitedly, his legs and feet were already numb, this standing was like standing on the tip of a knife, Ye Qiao exclaimed, and fell down.

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76, trilingual grass...

A gust of wind blew by, and Ye Qiao was firmly pulled into Yan Qiong's arms.Yan Qiong's body was cold, she had obviously driven all night, she hugged Ye Qiao's body and frowned, "Qiao'er, why don't you stay indoors, look at this cold body...ah!" He was bitten down by Ye Qiao.

Half of Ye Qiao's body was numb, and he couldn't even lift his hands, but he could use his mouth enough to bite deeply, and he could even taste the fishy-sweet taste.Seeing him like this, Yan Qiong knew that the child was waiting impatiently, and probably didn't know why he was thinking wildly, so she let him bite as if to vent, and gently stroked Ye Qiao's hair with one hand.

At some point, Ye Qiao's hand had already penetrated into Yan Qiong's skirt, and his lips were pressed against his neck, and then behind the ear, followed by a passionate and fiery kiss.Yan Qiong was taken aback by Ye Qiao who was so enthusiastic, then hugged him tightly and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.Ye Qiao uncontrollably tore Yan Qiong's clothes, fumbled on him