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The delicate and lively pink flower nestled on the back of his hand. The little leaf that always resisted proudly in the past was now clinging to his fingers obediently. The tender little butterfly turned into a real flower.

Yan Jiuting looked at it for a long time without any reaction, and then he found that the color of the small flower in front of him seemed to become darker and darker. The next second, a cute and familiar girl's voice sounded in his ears.

"What are you looking at? Have you ever seen such beautiful flowers?"

The little flower proudly jumped off the back of his hand, and then its leaves were pinched by two fingers.

Fu Yuan was so angry that the little gratitude in her heart disappeared in an instant: "You annoying guy, don't pull my hand! It will fall off!! "

"Your flowers and leaves can regenerate, so if your hand falls off, you can just grow a new one."

Yan Jiuting couldn't help but catch it again and put it in his palm, poking it like a toy: "You are such a heartless flower, you always go against me. Do you know how much effort I put in to save you?"

Hearing this, Fu Yuan stayed obediently in his hands and stopped struggling.

It is a kind flower that knows how to repay kindness. It knows that although this man always likes to tease it, he treats it sincerely and well. The fact that it can grow petals so quickly is the best proof of this.

Besides, what fool in this world would use so much of his own blood to save a flower?

No matter how beautiful and precious flowers are, they can never compare to people.

Fu Yuan knew why he had taken such meticulous care of her these days and why he was willing to harm his own body to get blood to save it.

After all, he has been here for so long, and Fu Yuan is a smart person, so he has already figured out everything about him and the people and things around him.

There lived a girl in Qianji Tower. It was said that she was Yan Jiuting's sweetheart. She was born weak and was sick all day long. The doctor said that this disease could only be cured by Wufeihua, and the Wufeihua must have at least six petals for the medicinal effect to be fully exerted.

The people from Qianji Tower were unlucky. By the time they found the place where the Wufei flower grew, it had already been plundered by others.

But Yan Jiuting was very lucky, he picked up the last Wufei flower in the world.

Fu Yuan thought, a flower cannot be ungrateful. We just need its petals. At most, after a few decades, it will grow back to the six petals it has worked so hard to get.

So, it mustered up its courage for a long time before it weakly asked, "Can you pick me after a while?"

The sudden words made Yan Jiuting unable to react for a moment: "What?"

"I just grew six petals, and I haven't had time to take a good look at the world yet."

The flower hugged its petals with its small leaves weakly and helplessly, and asked him pitifully: "Can you eat me later?"

"Who said I was going to eat you?" Yan Jiuting flicked it with his hand in amusement, "Why would I eat you?"

"Don't lie to me." Xiaohua hugged herself tighter sadly, "I know everything."

Yan Jiuting was very confused: "What do you know?"

"You picked me up, watered me and gave me sunshine every day, and fed me blood, wasn't it all to save your sweetheart?"

Fu Yuan thought he was pretentious. She was originally very sad, and now she was a little angry.

"Because I am useful to you, you took the trouble to take care of me because you wanted to use me to treat your sweetheart's illness. We both get what we need. Don't always say that I have no conscience. Even if you told me directly, I would not refuse because you let me live a few more months. Why do you have to hide the truth!"

After this output, the room suddenly became quiet for a while.

When Fu Yuan saw that he didn't say anything, she immediately knew that she must be right.

It was secretly criticizing and condemning someone in its heart, and then it was startled by Yan Jiuting's sudden action.

The handsome young man in white suddenly collapsed his straight back and bent his body like a shrimp. He lowered his head, covered his chest and abdomen with one hand, and his shoulders were shaking, as if he was suffering from some kind of insane disease.

Fu Yuan suddenly became as quiet as a chicken and dared not make a sound.

Did it say something wrong that irritated this person? It looked normal at ordinary times, why did it go crazy?

Woo woo woo, that’s so horrible.

Xiaohua was trembling with fear and thinking wildly, and then she heard bursts of low laughter from the man's throat.

He was laughing, and he laughed for a long time, very happily.

Fu Yuan: ...

He seems to be very ill.

After a long time, when he finally stopped laughing, that infuriatingly handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of Fu Yuan, so close that his tall nose bridge touched the beautiful little petals.

Damn it, it was so nervous that its heart skipped a beat.

"Why is my flower so interesting?"

The man's gentle and low voice was extremely seductive, and his eyes were so charming that they could even look at a flower with deep affection: "You speak so convincingly, so tell me, who is my sweetheart?"

He was too close, his warm breath was spraying on her body, Fu Yuan felt very uncomfortable, and quietly moved to the side: "It's, it's that Miss Ran."

Everyone in the building was polite and respectful to her, and the cold-hearted Miss Ran was the only one who was gentle and affectionate towards him, so how could that be false?

"She is just my subordinate." Yan Jiuting chuckled, "I don't have a sweetheart."

People in the martial arts world say that Young Master Qianji is the incarnation of an immortal who came down to the mortal world to experience the various aspects of human life. Over the past few decades, no one has ever heard of him getting close to any woman. He is truly an immortal who is detached from the mundane world.

The little flower twisted its leaves and replied calmly, "Oh, if there is none, then there is none."

It is not very happy.

"I didn't bring you back to raise you to be eaten by others. Do you know how valuable you are?"

The man's fingertips gently stroked the delicate petals one by one: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one dares to eat you."

His tone was gentle, slowly calming Hua'er's uneasy heart.

It was not very touched: "You can't do it either?"

"I won't be reduced to eating you." Yan Jiuting thought for a moment, "Unless I die."

"Pah, pah, pah, why are you cursing yourself to death!" Fu Yuan jumped up on his hand angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, good things don't work, bad things do, hurry up and spit out the bad words!"

Yan Jiuting was amused by its noisy appearance: "What a superstitious little flower."

"Hurry up, pah pah pah!" It was so anxious.

The man cooperated: "Pooh, pooh, pooh."

Only then did Fu Yuan feel relieved.

"If you shoot me to death, will no one protect you?" Yan Jiuting looked at the little guy who stuck himself back into the flowerpot with a gentle look.

"I'm not afraid." With six petals, it still has the ability to protect itself. "I don't want you to die."

"You are a good person."

The nicest person it has ever met.