The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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"Huh?" Xiao Su raised his eyebrows in surprise, lowered his head and stared at Zhao Yan whose tears were falling one after another, but a smile that was completely opposite to the other party's emotion appeared on the corner of his lips.

Zhao Yan couldn't control his emotions, he clutched Xiao Su's clothes tightly, choked and said, "I know you treat me well because I am the reincarnation of the 'me' you like...but I am different from him , I haven't been with you, and I don't remember what happened in our last life."

"Yanyan, you are no different from before." Xiao Su gently stroked the back of his head to comfort him, "Temperament, appearance, and habits are all exactly the same as the you I know. I still care about you. Does this have anything to do with you?" Memories of previous lives have nothing to do with it."

Zhaoyan tightened Xiao Su's hand.

He raised his head slowly, his wet eyes reflected Xiao Su's handsome and arrogant face: "Am I the same as before?"

"Why is it different?" Xiao Su stretched out his hand to wipe away his warm tears, and said with a smile, "Not only crying, but also squeamish."

Zhaoyan frowned all of a sudden, and his voice was full of tears: "That's not it."

Xiao Su sighed, Yan Yan was still Yan Yan, except that he didn't like himself before.

"Then I can, do I like you?" Zhao Yan has a red nose, he is proactive, he understands what his heart wants, and never hesitates to express it, "But I am afraid that I will blaspheme you. Ordinary people are not qualified to be loved by gods , but I still want to ask for your mercy..."

When Xiao Su heard this, his pupils dilated instantly in their sockets.

It was obviously expected, but the joy that filled the chest flowed down the four limbs and filled the whole body.

He smiled, but refused flatly: "No."

Zhaoyan felt a chill in his heart, and tears fell hard before his brain could react.

Before he could cry uncomfortably, Xiao Su said again: "Isn't it only here that you can start a family? I need to take care of you until you grow up, so that I can be a real phoenix with you."

Zhaoyan's eyelashes trembled, he was so confused that he even forgot to cry: "Luanfeng?"

"Married couple."

"What?" The joy was too heavy for Zhao Yan to bear, "We..."

"We are husband and wife." Xiao Su answered.

"When two people get together, don't we first need to develop a relationship?" Zhao Yan lowered his head, because he knew that his words were against Xiao Su's wishes, so he twisted his fingers uneasily, "Suddenly becoming a husband and wife, I accept it, It's a little difficult."

Xiao Su picked Zhaoyan up from the ground like a child, and comforted him: "Don't panic, I will wait for you to grow up."

"Yeah." Zhaoyan wrapped his arms around his neck, laying on his shoulders without speaking.

Xiao Su was extremely happy, took Zhaoyan from the entrance to the sofa and sat down, hugged him and couldn't put it down.

She wanted to lean over and kiss Zhaoyan's soft cheek, his delicate nose bridge and trembling eyelashes.

But he can't.

Zhaoyan took Xiao Su's hand, carefully caressing the other's knuckles with his fingertips.Touching that piece of skin red, Zhao Yan lowered his head and said in a muffled voice: "If one day, I am not like me in the previous life, will you still like me?"

"The worst plan I made was to wait for you to be reincarnated." Xiao Su saw the uneasiness of the little thing, and patiently comforted him, "Do I expect that the reincarnated you will be exactly the same as the you who is by my side? Yan Yan, It is already an unexpected joy for me that you have maintained the appearance and temperament of the world of cultivating immortals."

Zhaoyan was silent for a long while, seeming to understand, yet uncertain.

Not long after, he let go of Xiao Su's hand, and nodded seriously: "Okay."

"Go cook?" Xiao Su patted him on the back lightly, "I picked out a few dishes that you often eat."

"Will it be crowded when you go to the supermarket to buy vegetables?"

Xiao Su sighed, showing helplessness: "I have never been so close to the fireworks in the world."

Zhaoyan got off his lap, and the original uneasiness and gloom disappeared because of this sentence.The gods have already bowed down for him, and he shouldn't ask for more.

Before entering the kitchen, Zhao Yan tilted his head to look at Xiao Su, and rolled his eyes with a smile: "You changed your clothes, it looks good in this way."

When Xiao Su was praised, he raised his legs arrogantly, and the small flame between his eyebrows ignited.While the fire was burning, he raised his lips immodestly and said, "You are not blind."

Obviously being scolded, Ke Zhaoyan blushed instantly.

Xiao Su is too dazzling, if you look at it for a second, you will be burned by the hot temperature of the other party.But as long as Xiao Su doesn't abandon him, he feels that it doesn't matter if his whole body is burned to ashes under such a fire.

Zhe Mo went back to the dormitory and opened the door, and saw Qing Li sleeping soundly lying beside the table.

He glanced at the neatly folded bed again, and after a moment of contemplation, he walked over and patted Qingli's shoulder lightly, lowering his voice: "Why are you resting here?"

At this moment, the sky is not fully lit yet, Qingli hasn't slept enough, and raised his head with misty eyes, after distinguishing for a long time, he finally saw Zhemo's face clearly: "Master?"

"Go to bed." Zhe Mo said, "It's still early."

"Master didn't come back, Qingli didn't dare." Qingli became a little sober in the voice of the other party, and he hurriedly knelt down, "Qingli made master angry, please punish him."

"It's okay."

"In the future, Qingli will never speculate about Master's mind again." Qingli swore, with a solemn tone, "Qingli is sorry for Master."

Zhe Mo was really tired, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes after a sleepless night.He didn't intend to talk too much with Qingli on this matter, he just said: "I want to go to bed, call me at Chenshi."

Qingli heard the words, stood up cleverly: "Yes."

He looked at Zhe Mo's face and approached cautiously, seeing that the other party had no intention of pushing away, he tentatively put his hand on Zhe Mo's belt: "Qing Li undresses the master."

Zhemo didn't respond.

Qingli only paused for a moment, then pulled away the other person's clothes, and when Zhemo got into bed, he also quickly took off his outer clothes and got in.

Zhe Mo turned his back to him, closed his eyes and rested.

Qingli stared at him for a long time, then took a deep breath nervously, and mustered up the courage to hug Zhemo from behind.

"Master, go to sleep, Qingli will not do anything that displeases the master." He said, "Qingli is with the master, the master can see Qingli as soon as he opens his eyes."

Zhemo's slender eyelashes trembled, but there was no other reaction.

Qingli put her arms around his waist and stopped making noise, she snuggled contentedly on Zhemo's warm back.

He was so sleepy before, but now he has no sleep at all.After all, Luding's body gets tired easily, and Qingli was really afraid that he would oversleep, so he didn't dare to rest.

After several hours, Qingli turned his eyes and looked out the window, seeing that the time was almost up, he slowly sat up from the bed, trying to remind Zhemo, but the door was pushed open at this moment.

When facing Shang Zheyu's surprised and sharp gaze, Qingli was taken aback for a moment, and then an almost coquettish smile appeared on his lips.

"Is Master Zheyu okay?" Qingli lowered his voice, "I'm going to wake up the master right now."

Zhe Yu knew that Zhe Mo didn't rest much like himself last night, so he didn't bother: "Come out with me."

After leaving these words, Zhe Yu went out the door first.

Qingli nodded, lifted a corner of the quilt, followed Zhe Yu's footsteps with her boots.

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