Tomb Robber: Oops, I think I met a tomb robber.

Qiuyue took a deep breath and quickly stood up and walked to him. Sure enough, she saw that he was covering his face and immediately panicked.

"Hailou, Zhang Hailou, please don't cry. I really know I was wrong!"

Qiuyue reached out to grab his wrist and tried to pull it apart to see if he was really crying, but Zhang Hailou covered his face tightly and refused to let her go. This made Qiuyue even more panicked. She looked at Zhang Hailou, who seemed to be crying very sadly, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

What should I do? How should I coax her?

If the Zhang Hailou in front of her was her own man, she could just hug and kiss him to appease him, but this man was not hers. If she really did that, wouldn't she be acting like a hooligan?

But other than that, she didn't know how to coax him!!

Maybe ask someone else?

Qiuyue subconsciously looked into the house and saw a few people peeking out of the window. But when her eyes fell on Zhang Haixing, she suddenly had an idea. She turned around and went to Zhang Hailou and said softly, "Hai, Brother Hailou, don't cry. I really know I was wrong. I will sing for you, dance for you, and do whatever you want. Don't cry~"

When the four words "Brother Hailou" were gently uttered from the girl's mouth, Zhang Hailou, who was trying hard to hold back his laughter, suddenly trembled all over. He froze for a moment, and the next second, ink-black patterns began to quickly appear on his body under his clothes. He felt his whole body getting hot because of this call.

Seeing that he had stopped shaking, Qiuyue immediately knew that her shouting had worked, so she raised her hand and patted his arm again, continuing to coax him: "Brother Hailou, I really know I was wrong. Please don't be angry, please don't be angry, okay? I know Brother Hailou is the most generous, right~"

Zhang Hailou's heart beat faster and faster as he listened to the soft and sweet voice of "Brother Hailou". He gritted his teeth and suppressed the urge to respond. He felt his neck and face getting hot, so he simply bent down and buried his face in his knees, for fear of being exposed.

It wasn't enough, he wanted to hear a few more words.

Qiuyue felt extremely helpless when she saw that not only did he not put down his hand, but he buried his face in his knees, curled up as if he had suffered a great injustice.

What should I do? It seems like there is really no way to coax him!

Or, try a hug?

Qiuyue looked at him, gritted her teeth, and reached out to hug him. She gently patted his back and coaxed him, "Don't cry, don't cry, Brother Hailou, don't cry. If you really feel bad, just bite me to vent your anger. Don't cry, be good."

The moment he was hugged, Zhang Hailou's hands clenched instantly and his breathing became tight. After Qiuyue finished coaxing him, he could no longer bear it. He stood up suddenly and stretched out his hands to hug the person in front of him into his arms. Before Qiuyue could react, she was sitting horizontally on his thighs, with her upper body tightly held in his arms, and he lowered his head and buried his face in her shoulder. His hot breath sprayed on her collarbone in a somewhat rapid manner, causing her whole body to tremble slightly.

"Hai, Hailou?"

Qiuyue was a little confused. She raised her hands, at a loss, and her eyes couldn't help but look at the few people peeking at her from the window. Those people were also stunned by Zhang Hailou's move. Zhang Haixing looked at Qiuyue who was tightly held in Zhang Hailou's arms, and couldn't help but raise his hand to tug at Zhang Haike's arm beside him, and said stiffly: "Brother, Zhang Hailou doesn't like A Ling, does he?"

Zhang Haike was also stunned. He murmured, "Should it be, right?"

Obviously, Zhang Haike was also unsure.

Zhang Qianjun and Zhang Haizhou both frowned. Zhang Xiaoshe unconsciously tightened his hand that was holding the big snake's tail. It was the big snake that tightened his arm before he came back to his senses. Zhang Xiaoshe pursed his lips and actually felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that the people standing at the window didn't react, Qiuyue turned her head again to look at Zhang Hailou, who had been silent since hugging her. She thought about it, and finally put her raised hand down, hugged him back, gently patted his back, and coaxed him: "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry, I really know I was wrong, don't be angry, ah, be good~"

As soon as Qiuyue finished speaking, Zhang Hailou tightened his arms around Qiuyue. He sniffed the extremely pleasant fragrance on Qiuyue's body, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times. Finally, he spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, and it really sounded like the sound of someone crying.

"Really? Any compensation is fine?"

Qiuyue felt relieved when she heard his voice. She quickly said, "Yeah, that's right. Just tell me what compensation you want."

When Zhang Hailou heard Qiuyue say this, he licked his dry lips and said, "I want both the singing and dancing you just mentioned."

Qiuyue would not refuse, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I will sing and dance for you."

"Also, and that one just now..."

Zhang Hailou tried his best to suppress the corner of his mouth that was curled up, and said in a hoarse voice: "Well, call me a few more times."

Qiuyue blinked and said subconsciously: "What was that just now?"

"That's right, that's the one you called me just now..."

Zhang Hailou buried his face even tighter in Qiuyue's shoulder. Qiuyue then remembered what she had just shouted and couldn't help but look at his hairy head in surprise.

So he likes her calling him that?

"elder brother?"

Qiuyue called out tentatively, and Zhang Hailou immediately responded with a low "hmm" and was very quick to respond.

Qiuyue widened her eyes slightly, as if she had discovered something extraordinary.

So Zhang Hailou likes being called brother?

"Brother Hailou, Brother Hailou, good brother, don't be angry, don't be angry, be good."

Qiuyue called out to someone several times in a row to coax them, and even made them pout. Zhang Hailou almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He coughed lightly and said, "Well, well...you, you can call me like this from now on. If you agree, I won't be angry anymore."

Qiuyue listened to him say this and slowly tilted her head.

She seemed to have heard a chuckle just now?

Qiuyue slowly looked down, and when she saw his red ears, she immediately narrowed her eyes.

"Oh... okay, then I'll call you brother from now on. Brother Hailou, to express my apology, I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

Qiuyue spoke in a sweet and faint voice. When Zhang Hailou heard it, his body had already controlled him to raise his head before his brain could react. His clean face with only a blush was immediately exposed in front of Qiuyue, who immediately laughed out of anger.

Zhang Hailou also looked up and then remembered that he hadn't cried at all. His face froze immediately. Just as he was about to turn his head away, Qiuyue instantly raised her hands and pinched his face, saying with a forced smile: "Oh, brother Hailou didn't cry. That's great. I worried for nothing~"

Zhang Hailou immediately felt himself sweating. He said stiffly, "No, nothing happened. Ah Ling is the best. I have wiped my tears away. I really cried just now."

"Oh, is that so? Then brother, you should start crying again, otherwise I won't believe you."

Qiuyue pinched Zhang Hailou's face with a little force, stretching his handsome face out of shape. Zhang Hailou said in a vague voice: "A Ling, I can't cry now. Please forgive me. I know A Ling is the best."

The fake smile on Qiuyue's face immediately disappeared. She loosened her hands that were pinching his face, pulled his arms away, stood up, and spat at him: "Bah! I won't believe you anymore!"

"Hey! Hey! Ah Ling! Ah Ling, don't be angry, I was really sad just now! Ah Ling!"

Zhang Hailou quickly got up. There were still red marks on his face from Qiuyue's pinching, but he didn't care at all and just wanted to pull her back. Qiuyue had already walked away quickly, her feet clattering. Zhang Hailou quickly chased to her and bent over to coax her as he walked. This scene stunned the people standing by the window, who were confused by this sudden change of identities.

"Ah, this, brother, Hailou feels like it, it's for real."

Zhang Haixing said in disbelief. Zhang Haike was silent for a moment, then frowned and said, "I'll talk to him later."

Zhang Haixing was startled, turned to look at Zhang Haike and said, "Brother, do you still not like Ah Ling?"

Zhang Haike shook his head and looked at the graceful figure in the yard with a complicated expression. He asked, "Do you think a mortal can keep an immortal?"

This question stumped Zhang Haixing. Zhang Qianjun, who was standing beside her, said, "Although Ah Ling didn't say it explicitly, it's already obvious after she displayed so many extraordinary skills. She is an immortal cultivator. Do you think Hailou is worthy of her?"

Zhang Haixing asked in confusion, "Are you worried that Hailou won't live as long as A-Ling?"

“No, it’s not a matter of lifespan.”

Zhang Haike lowered his eyes slightly and tapped the window with his fingers.

"A Ling appeared suddenly, so who knows, she might disappear suddenly one day in the future. We are just mortals, and Hai Lou is also just a mortal. If A Ling leaves, how do you think Hai Lou will be able to find her?"

Zhang Haixing fell silent after hearing this, and after a long while, she said, "Forget it, I'll talk to Hailou about it later."

Zhang Haike sighed and said, "The old house is on fire, and it's going to be difficult to put out. I'll ask him to go outside and check on the Wang family. Haixing, you go with him and try to persuade him on the way. As for A Ling, Xiaoshe and Haizhou will be in charge of watching over her."

Zhang Haixing nodded, no objection: "Okay, I'll persuade him later."

Zhang Xiaoshe, who was named, was stunned for a moment before responding with a "yes". Zhang Haizhou also nodded slowly and accepted the task. Zhang Qianjun said with some regret, "What a pity! I can't learn that hand talisman."

"That's a method of cultivating immortality. If you don't cultivate immortality, you can't paint it. Don't try to paint it in the future. Even if our Zhang family has a long life, we can't withstand such a torment."

Zhang Haike patted Zhang Qianjun on the shoulder. Zhang Qianjun responded, but still felt regretful.

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