"Who asked you to find someone?" Si Tianjin threw her on the stool with a cold voice and stared at her, "I'm hungry and cook!"

"..." Nan Yue was stunned again. Feng's eyes opened and opened. He looked at him incredulously, "Si Tianjin, your son ran away. You let me cook

In fact, what she wanted to say was that he should worry about the Si Jue who ran out first, not about his stomach that won't die after a hungry meal?!

Si Tianjin frowned and said in a low voice, "he's not a three-year-old baby."

He's not a three-year-old baby, but is he your own son?!

Nan Yue thought bitterly that this guy was really cold-blooded.

He felt more at ease and hummed, "if you're hungry, do it yourself. If you don't find him, I'll find him."

Then he got up to look for him.

"Do you care about him?" Si Tianjin suddenly asked.

Nan Yue closed his eyes and smiled at him. "When I went to animal Xiao Valley, little Jue was only eight or nine years old. In recent years, we get along day and night. Shouldn't I care about him?!"

Moreover, since she left, Si Jue has been very attached to her. His dependence makes her feel that she is needed and loves him more.

It can be said that her feelings for Si Jue are no less than his own father.

Which one, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt that the man in front of her was silent, but a pair of black pupils gradually dimmed down, stared at her and didn't speak.

Nan Yue twitched the corners of his mouth, his back trembled, and said, "dry, why do you look at me like this..."

Seeing the little sample she was afraid of, Si Tianjin suddenly pulled an arc out of her cold lips, which scared Nan Yue to step back and sit directly on the stool. He said in horror, "Si Tianjin, what's wrong with you? What are you doing laughing at me?"

Heaven and earth conscience, this is the first time he smiled at her

What do you think... Weird!

Her vulgar words and frightened appearance successfully made Si Tianjin cold face, and the smile at the corners of her mouth came back in an instant, and she became the Si Tianjin who did not smile and did not enter strangers.

Nan Yue trembled again. Knowing that he had touched his scales, he touched his nose and said with a dry smile, "well, go cook for the Secretary..."

Then he ran out of the hall door.

Si Tianjin pulled out the corners of his mouth and stared at the door of the palace with sharp eyes like a leopard, but suddenly, the woman who had run out suddenly appeared again and lay down at the door and stared at him, "Si Tianjin, don't tell my mother. The reason why you brought my mother into the palace is not to let my mother cook for you!"

Si Tianjin slightly raised his eyebrow, which was an answer to her question.

Sure enough!

This smelly man who killed thousands of knives!

Nan Yue hated his teeth and didn't dare to jump up and bite him. He had to pat the door of the hall and left angrily!

……

At the foot of Jiashan mountain beside a palace road in the imperial palace.

Qinghe and Lian Yu got into a round moon shaped stone mouth at the foot of Jiashan mountain and sat face to face, while Lian Yu still held a small black wooden box in his hand.

Qinghe held his little chin and stared at the little bug in the wooden box without blinking. "What's this, young master?" said Ruo Nuo

"Crickets..." Lian Yu took a piece of grass to tease the crickets inside, and returned without lifting his head.

"What is a cricket?"

"Crickets are crickets..."

“……”

Xiaoqinghe looked at the grass in his hand and wanted to. Xiaofeishou collapsed to him, "young master, can you play for me?"

Lian Yu paused, nodded and handed it to her. He pulled two more.

Qinghe thought it was fun. As soon as she touched it, it called crickets, so she excitedly poked the poor little cricket.

Lian Yu was speechless and angry. "Little stupid girl, do you want to poke it to death?"

Xiaoqinghe was yelled by him. He lost his interest and lost his temper. He turned over the grass from the stone mouth, carried the cage with Xiaobai and bluntly said, "smelly little master, I'm going back to tell the master that you skipped class..."

Even Yu Li ignored her and said, "whatever you want!"

I'm sorry she didn't skip class?!

I was afraid of her complaining, so I took her with me.

If he is miserable, she can't escape!

"..." Qinghe puffed up his cheeks. He thought he would keep her, but he seemed really not afraid

Sipping his small mouth, he stared at the small crickets in the wooden box and moved forward two steps. Finally, he really felt very ashamed. He simply picked up the white cage and walked back step by step.

When she turned to Jiashan, Lian Yu still didn't call her. The wronged tears were about to burst into tears. The little mouth was so high that she held a cage out of proportion to her small body in her hand. It looked very poor.

She walked forward a few steps with a small stomach full of sadness. It seemed that she couldn't help it. She simply squatted down with the cage.

Xiaobai in the cage seemed to notice the master's sadness and stared at her sympathetically, which made Xiaoqinghe feel very poor, raised his small head and cried.

In the misty tears, a long figure of celery gradually approached.

Xiaoqinghe might be curious about who he was, so he stopped crying, stood up, held his small mouth, wiped his tears and wanted to see the person who came.

But too wronged, tears can't be wiped away.

She rubbed and wanted to cry again. Her small chest sucked and whined like a wounded little animal.

I felt something cool touching her face, as if wiping her tears, "don't cry..."

His voice is like a breeze and drizzle. Qinghe thinks it sounds very good.

Blinked the long butterfly wings. The first goal was a pair of beautiful eyes, like the night pearl she had seen in the imperial brother's bedroom, bright and clear.

She felt that the person who appeared when she was very sad must be an immortal, and she was also a beautiful immortal. She held her lip flap and smiled while crying because she was still sad, and smiled because she respected the suddenly appeared immortal.

She stretched out two chubby little hands to him.

The next moment, her feet broke off the ground and were held in a warm embrace.

Qinghe held his face and looked at him curiously. His pink mouth slowly opened and closed, "you are an immortal, aren't you?"

"Oh..." the laughter was clear, from the cleanest water, "HMM."

Qinghe thought the voice was very nice and giggled. Tears hung on her long eyelashes, like two crystal pearls. She politely introduced herself, "brother immortal, I'm Qinghe, Qinghe's Qinghe, Qinghe's Qinghe..."

"Oh..."

He smiled again. Qinghe tooted his small mouth and blinked some tears that covered his eyes, but she didn't blink a few times. She reached out to wipe it.

But something fell on her eyes first. It was cold, but very soft, very soft

Qinghe was ignorant, but did not push him away. Instead, she stared at him foolishly when he left her eyes.

But all of a sudden, her pink face flashed a blush, her small mouth pursed, shyly lowered her head, wrapped her two small hands around his neck, and simply hid her head in his neck.

He smells good. She doesn't know what it is. She likes it anyway.

Her soft body leaned on him wholeheartedly, and he felt that the whole heart was soft. He just wanted to hold her tightly and tightly.

"You, let her go!" when Lian Yu heard the cry of Qinghe, he left the crickets and ran over. He didn't want to see a strange man holding her. He thought he made her cry.

But I don't want him to be the culprit.

As soon as Qinghe heard the sound, he suddenly raised his head and turned to look at Lian Yu. His little face immediately bloomed a little flower. He thought that he had finally come to find her.

The excitement was about to come down, but her arms were too tight for her to earn.

Puzzled, he frowned and looked at him, "immortal brother, I want to go down."

"..." he didn't say anything, but his beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously, and closed her tightly like possession.

He held it too tightly. Qinghe felt very uncomfortable. He pushed his two small hands on his shoulders and said wrongly, "immortal brother..."

"My name is Si Jue..." Si Jue said quietly, staring at her white and wrinkled forehead and kissing again, "Xiaohe Miao er..."

After shouting, he stopped, as if he was very satisfied with her name. He pulled it around the corner of his mouth, looked at her and said, "remember, only I can call you that in the future, okay?"