[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

"You really..." Fang Siming opened his mouth, and finally pulled Yan Qingping's ear with a hint of a sigh.

Then he leaned over and said to Qu Feiyan: "I am his husband, and he... is also my husband, do you understand?" He was a little embarrassed to say the latter sentence, and his ears under the white hair were stained after he finished speaking. red.

Qu Feiyan suddenly grinned: "Ah, I now believe that the Taoist priest is an adult."

She is a little witch from the Demon Cult, and she was precocious since she was a child, so she doesn't care about etiquette and rules.Seeing the two men calling each other husbands and respecting each other now, I don't feel weird in my heart, and there is actually a bit of envy in my heart.

It is rare for ordinary men and women couples to be so harmonious.

Yan Qingping rubbed his ears, his face flushed because of Fang Siming's words "he is also my husband".

"Ahem." Yan Qingping whispered softly, "Feifei, close your eyes."

Qu Feiyan let out an "oh", turned her back, and covered her eyes with her two small hands.

Yan Qingping grabbed Fang Siming's hand and winked at him.Fang Siming understood what he meant. Although it was a pity, he still succeeded as he wished.

The internal force circuit was connected again, and Fang Siming's weird internal force that could devour other people's internal force was reversed into Wudang internal force, which merged with Yan Qingping's and Zhongzheng's internal force.After a while, a burst of golden light came on, and the adult version of Yan Qingping was already standing in place.

With a smile in his eyes, he hugged Fang Siming tenderly.

"Feifei, it's done." The cold voice came to mind, Qu Feiyan turned around and saw the speaker clearly.

This, this... is this the Taoist priest who grew up? !

Qu Feiyan had a small mouth and rubbed her eyes.

The one who replaced the little boy was a tall and handsome man.The black hair is untied, the black Taoist robe faintly has dark patterns of cranes in different shapes, and the accessories on the corners of the clothes are all exquisite dark gold, showing dignity everywhere.The no longer soft face has sharp edges and corners, and the overly beautiful features also have an extremely aggressive handsomeness.

He was obviously a cold-tempered Taoist priest, but when he looked at her, his brows and eyes were full of gentleness.

This is so beautiful!No worse than that white-haired "husband"!Standing together, these two people look even more beautiful than a painting.

Qu Feiyan blushed.

Yan Qingping looked at Qu Feiyan very seriously: "I once said that when I return to normal, I can take you as my apprentice."

"Would you like to?"

Qu Feiyan simply knelt down and kowtowed to him: Disciple has seen Master! "

"Hey, good boy! Get up quickly." Yan Qingping showed a smirk, and his cold demeanor disappeared.Fang Siming patted his forehead and sighed speechlessly.

Look, it's revealed.

Qu Feiyan didn't get up, turned to look at Fang Siming, and asked with a smile: "Master! Why do I call you husband? Master?"

Little ghost girl, she doesn't respect her teacher at all, so she should tease her master for teasing her.

Fang Siming also liked this smart and beautiful little witch.He smiled lightly: "Call Master."

Yan Qingping suddenly said: "Oh, the little girl has no father or mother since she was a child. She only had a grandfather who passed away a few days ago. Although she is worshiped by me now, she is only in the name of master and apprentice, and she has no relatives... "

As he spoke, he winked at Qu Feiyan.After speaking, his lips moved again.Qu Feiyan read out the shape of the mouth - called Dad.

Fang Siming raised his eyebrows, turned to look at Yan Qingping: "What do you want to say?"

Yan Qingping put away that winking look, and restored his serious face: "I'm just talking about Feifei's situation, Siming, don't think too much about it."

Having said that, he held Fang Siming's hand but was dishonest, and gently scratched Fang Siming's palm with his fingers.

What to pretend, don't you know my mind clearly?

Qu Feiyan understood what Yan Qingping meant.She lowered her little head and thought to herself: Master has taken great care of me these past few days, and his character and martial arts are also excellent, not to mention he has saved my life. It is my good fortune to worship him as my teacher.Master, master, master is like a father. I should call Mr. Fang a father, but I should.

Without waiting for Fang Siming to say anything, Qu Feiyan simply kowtowed to him: "Daughter Feifei has seen Daddy!"

Yan Qingping laughed all of a sudden.Oh girl, there is a future.

Fang Siming... seemed to be stunned.He looked at Qu Feiyan, who was looking at him with burning eyes, and didn't know how to respond.

One big and one small just froze here.

Yan Qingping looked anxiously, and gently pushed his shoulder.Seeing that he hadn't responded yet, she shrank her face behind Fang Siming and replied on his behalf: "Hey, my dear girl, get up quickly!"

As soon as he made such a fuss, the stiff atmosphere immediately disappeared.Qu Feiyan burst out laughing.Fang Siming's face softened, full of helplessness.

That's it.

He knelt down and looked at Qu Feiyan: "Have you thought about it?"

"Mr. Fang, Feifei doesn't know you, and I don't know what kind of person you are." Qu Feiyan said seriously, "But I know what kind of person Master is. Although I have only known you for a few days, I know Master is really good to me, just like my family."

"So, Mr. Fang, who is so cherished by Master, must be a very good person. Mr. Fang is Master's family member, and Feifei wants to be your family member too."

What she said was reasonable and not false.Fang Siming was still defeated by these smart eyes, he gently raised his hand and rubbed the girl's little head.

"In the future, call me foster father."

"Father!" Qu Feiyan yelled crisply.

Fang Siming pulled the little girl up, turned his head and glared at Yan Qingping: "Are you satisfied?"

Yan Qingping smiled softly.He put his arms around Fang Siming's shoulders, leaned into his ear and said, "But you are also very happy, aren't you?"

Fang Siming stopped talking.

He... never thought that in this life, there would be a time when a child trusted him as "father".After all, not to mention his own disability, his own identity is not suitable for adopting a child.And he didn't think he was worthy of being a father-what child would want to have a cold and heartless father with blood on his hands?

But this does not mean that when a pure and vigorous child calls him father, he will not be shaken.He should have refused, but in the final analysis, he was too greedy.

He was born deprived of the rights to "be a husband" and "be a father", but a little idiot made up for him one by one.

Heaven was unfair to him and did not give him a healthy body.But she was so lucky to him that he could meet his adoptive father when he was young, and meet him again when he grew up.

"Don't worry, you will be a good father." Yan Qingping gently helped him to pin his white hair behind his ears.

Turning his head, he found Qu Feiyan standing on the side, his hands covering the upper half of his face, his fingers spread out, revealing his eyes.

"What are you looking at, little girl, go back to the carriage and sleep." Yan Qingping scolded with a smile.

"Aren't master and adoptive father going in? If the small table is removed, you can sleep well." Qu Feiyan put down his hands, pretending that he didn't peek just now.

"Hey, just go back, don't be a candle between the two of us." Yan Qingping blinked.

Fang Siming had no choice but to touch his forehead affectionately.Yan Qingping yelled "Ouch" and said complainingly: "Siming, it hurts so much, it must be red. You have to brag to me."

"What's red, how much force did I use and still don't know?" Fang Siming laughed angrily, but still blew lightly on his forehead as he wished.

Qu Feiyan didn't know what a "candle" was, but she was a clever little ghost, so she guessed it right away.It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, she slipped back to the carriage quickly: "Master and foster father have a good chat, Feifei should go to bed first."

Yan Qingping and Fang Siming looked at each other.

"Sure enough, a son is different from a daughter. Jun Xuan wasn't so motivated back then. That kid is just a stuffed bun." Yan Qingping rubbed his chin even after growing into black sesame stuffing.

"It's because she's different from ordinary people." Fang Siming took Yan Qingping's hand and led him up a big tree.They sat side by side on a thick branch.

"Although I really want to hear what you have been doing during this time, I still have important things to do." Yan Qingping said.

"Huh?" Fang Siming responded casually.

"You teased me that night, I guessed what you meant all night, and I didn't fall asleep." Yan Qingping said "I want to settle accounts after autumn".

Fang Siming raised his eyebrows: "So?"

"I was thinking about it at the time." Yan Qingping suddenly moved his face towards Fang Siming's direction, gently supported the back of his head with one hand and pressed down, "When I find you..."

"I want to kiss back."

Fang Siming let out a chuckle.They were so close that they could clearly feel each other's breath on their faces when they were talking.As long as it is a little closer, it can be pasted together.

"How many times does it take to kiss back?"

"you guess?"

The night wind is gentle, the branches and leaves are slightly swaying, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.Two slender shadows were cast between the leaves, and their lips could be vaguely seen touching.