Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

Qu Yan was almost speechless.

Ever since Master and Brother Feng came back together from the Wulin Alliance, things have been very strange between the two.

Qu Yan was practicing basic skills, and Qiu Jue came over to give him instructions. After he left, Feng Qingyun came over to chat.

Qiu Jue came over only after Feng Qingyun left.

The same was true when it was time to eat. Everyone went to the cafeteria in the Fenyi Building to eat together, but Qiu Jue would usually come over after Feng Qingyun had finished eating, just to check things out, so they wouldn't even see each other.

Anyway, it has been a long time since the two of them appeared in the same frame.

Qu Yan: My CPBE?

This won’t do, Qu Yan tried hard to think about it.

Master and Brother Feng seemed to have such a good relationship before, but now they must have had a quarrel.

Qu Yan, who used to always watch his parents quarreling and having a cold war, thought so.

But my parents usually quarrel for a day and make up the next day. How could it be like Master and Brother Feng who haven’t spoken to each other for such a long time?

Is there something missing? If my parents can get along after living in the same room for one night...

Little Qu Yan, who was only twelve years old, racked his brains, and suddenly an idea came to him, and he punched his palm.

His birthday is coming soon, and as witnesses of his new birth, it is reasonable for Master and Brother Feng to celebrate his birthday with him, right?

Then if they celebrate their birthday together, the two of them will definitely face each other, right?

At that time, he would lock Master and Brother Feng in the same bedroom!

Isn’t this solved?

I am so smart, Qu Yan shook his head and quickly went to find Feng Qingyun to talk about this.

"Brother Feng, my birthday is in ten days! You and Master, come and accompany me!" Feng Qingyun was processing documents in his office at this time, when he saw Xiao Quyan running in in a hurry, his voice arriving before he actually arrived.

"It's your birthday..." Feng Qingyun looked up and thought for a moment, then asked Qu Yan, "Do you want any gift?"

Qu Yan shook his head and just said happily: "What gifts should I bring when I arrive?"

Like a little adult, so cute, smiling happily.

Seeing that Feng Qingyun agreed, Qu Yan ran off to find Qiu Jue again.

Qiu Jue was somewhere in the courtyard at this time, pouring his own energy and blood into the long sword that he always carried with him. As he swung the sword, the leaves were cut off and scattered around.

Unfortunately, Qiu Jue still hasn't figured out how to draw the energy of qi and blood out of the body and control it without any carrier.

"Master, Master!" A little kid came running over yelling, and Qiu Jue was so scared that he quickly put away his knife.

"What's wrong? Why are you making so much noise?"

"Master, Master, my birthday is in ten days! You and Brother Feng please accompany me!" Qu Yan still used the same rhetoric.

But this didn't seem to work for Qiu Jue: "Let your brother Feng accompany you."

Little Qu Yan was stunned, and immediately looked aggrieved: "Why, Master, don't you want to spend my birthday with me?"

Qiu Jue's heart was in a mess whenever he heard Feng Qingyun's name, and it was even worse at this moment.

What on earth was wrong with him that he touched Feng Qingyun in the Wulin Alliance that day?

Looking at his reaction and cute voice, he really...

Qiu Jue shook his head, his eyes became a little empty, as if he was recalling things from his previous life.

He was indeed thinking back to his past life. He had agreed to go to reincarnation with Song Xing, but he was taken away by the system and transferred to a completely different world.

He broke his promise. How could he find someone else to start a new relationship?

Qu Yan looked at Qiu Jue's thoughtful expression and tilted his head. Is it so difficult to celebrate a birthday?

【Tsk tsk tsk, heart rate, host. 】

I'm moved! The system thought happily, the host's reaction now is exactly the same as when he insisted that he was a straight man in the last world.

[Go after her if you like her!] The system unfolds the love strategy found during this period: [Each world is a lifetime, host, why are you so entangled?]

[For them, it’s a lifetime, but for me… everyone is just a passerby, right? ]

[Host, it's fine if you think so. After all, you will have many worlds to experience in the future. If you die alone in every world, how pitiful you will be.]

【Pitiful?】

[Yes, the data here shows that you are already tempted. Host, what are you holding on to? ]

Qiu Jue was silent.

Qu Yan waited in a daze, beginning to lose hope.

Then I heard a self-deprecating tone: "Okay, come to the courtyard, I'll cook for you."

Qu Yan's expression instantly became delighted: "Okay! I want to eat the sweet and sour spare ribs made by Master!"

Qiu Jue sighed helplessly.

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Even though the martial arts world is now searching everywhere for the whereabouts of the Resurrection Sect, the small courtyard in the Fenyi Building is still very peaceful.

Qiu Jue picked and chose some meat and vegetables, and also went to the largest hotel nearby to buy a few jars of good wine.

He carried it back to the cabin, lit a fire and started to make some preparations.

Qu Yan was trying hard to do a handstand at this time, and the muscles on his stomach began to become more obvious. Seeing Qiu Jue coming back, he immediately turned over, stood up and ran to the stove, looking very greedy.

Qiu Jue took out a candied haws from the backpack and handed it to Qu Yan.

Qu Yan ate happily.

Qu Yan was indeed a very talented martial artist, and he was not one to act like a spoiled brat and not want to practice. He was very self-aware. Every day Qiu Jue would just give him some guidance, and Qu Yan would do it on his own.

Such a well-behaved and obedient child should of course be pampered. Candied haws are nothing.

There is still time after the meat and vegetables are cut and blanched.

Qiu Jue covered the ingredients that were about to be used with a bamboo basket.

Qu Yan was in the yard at this time, looking hard at the book on the skills of Lihun Jin, and practicing the first level according to the patterns inside.

But the pattern is just a pattern, and Qu Yan's work is awkward, without strength or continuity.

Qiu Jue took off his shorts, revealing his muscular but not overly agile figure, and gave Qu Yan a set of the first level of punches and kicks.

After demonstrating it once, he did it again in slow motion, asking Qu Yan to touch his muscles and feel the angle and degree of force applied by his arms.

The rest can only be figured out by Qu Yan himself.

Qu Yan was very envious of Qiu Jue's figure. He silently touched his arms and belly which were just beginning to take shape, and made a secret decision in his heart.

Qiu Jue seemed to know what Qu Yan was thinking and chuckled, "You are still growing, there is no rush."

Qu Yan straightened his back: "Yes! One day I will be taller and stronger than Master!"

When Feng Qingyun entered the courtyard, he saw two people, one big and one small, with their upper bodies naked, practicing there.

Hearing the voice, he turned around, his eyes met, and then quickly looked away.

Qiu Jue immediately took a step forward to pick up his shorts and put them on, looking a little embarrassed.

"Sit down, we'll be eating soon." Qiu Jue went into the kitchen, and Qu Yan handed the Soul-Separation Force to Feng Qingyun, asking him to see if it was standard.

Then he performed a set of moves. His movements were in place, but his expression was very funny, as if he was trying hard to figure out which muscles to use, but it made him look a little stiff.

Feng Qingyun applauded to encourage him and asked Qu Yan to practice more.

Martial arts are not something that can be acquired overnight, just like Qiu Jue spent nearly two years to fully master the first level.

Feng Qingyun took out a wooden box from his arms and placed it on the stone table.

"A present for your thirteenth birthday."

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Of course the male protagonists have to be embarrassed to death on April Fools' Day!!