Qing Leng Xianzun is a milk cub

About the thing about me being sugar-coated by my pretty sister!

"Long time no see, Master Qingxuan."

Seeing that Qingxuan didn't respond, the woman continued: "The Mystic Fire Secret Realm is about to appear recently. Many monks have already booked their rooms. It may not be so easy to get a room with a Tianzi name."

"It's hard to find a sky-shaped room, and you can change it to a ground-shaped room." Qingxuan had no intention of reminiscing about the old days, but just continued the conversation in a cold tone.

But the woman didn't follow Qingxuan's words. She glanced at Meng Hongyi, "Is this your sword spirit? If it gets out, I think it will be very interesting."

Qingxuan hugged Meng Hongyi in his arms warily, "This is not my sword spirit, but my younger brother, counted...cousin."

"Brother?" The woman obviously didn't believe Qingxuan's words, she walked around the square wooden table in front of her, and was about to walk up to Qingxuan for a closer look.

"Yu Ruyan," Qingxuan stopped her in a cold voice, "I'm just looking for a place to live, I hope you don't meddle in your own business, otherwise - I have to find another place."

Yu Ruyan took a deep breath, but she was not annoyed, "Although most of the rooms of Tianzihao have been booked, there are not all rooms left. If you promise me one request..."

Before he finished speaking, Qingxuan was about to rush out the door.

He came to Qingju, originally just looking for convenience, but Yu Ruyan was the biggest inconvenience of the whole Qingju, Qingxuan really couldn't figure out, and couldn't deal with this woman.

"Okay, let's take them to Tianzi No. [-] room." After Yu Ruyan glanced at the waiter in the shop, she lifted the curtain and went back to the back kitchen.

Meng Hongyi, who was silently watching all this, touched his chin, and after just a few words, he felt that Yu Ruyan was an unusual woman, especially her relationship with Qingxuan... seemed very unusual!

Even——a bit of a romantic debt.

Of course, these are just Meng Hongyi's unilateral fantasies, without any basis.

Under Dian Xiaoer's leadership, Qingxuan and Meng Hongyi lived in Tianzi No. [-] room.

After all, it is Tianzi No. [-] room. Every furnishings is high-end and magnificent, reflecting each other. The most eye-catching thing is the big bed placed by the wall. It looks much more comfortable than that in Qingxuan Palace!

Qingxuan gently put Meng Hongyi in his arms on the bed, then picked up the teapot and poured a cup of scented tea for him, "Try this scented tea, it has a very special taste."

With a dry mouth, Meng Hongyi took the teacup and poured it into his own mouth. The teacup was not big, so he drank it in one gulp.

I drank it too anxiously, and swallowed it without tasting it carefully. The feeling...is no different from drinking cold water for nothing.

"How?" Qing Xuan asked.

Meng Hongyi licked his lips in embarrassment, then smiled naively, and handed the teacup back to Qingxuan, "I drank it too fast just now, and I didn't taste much."

Comprehending, Qingxuan turned around and picked up the teapot, and poured another full cup for Meng Hongyi, "This scented tea is already light in taste, so drink it slowly and sip it slowly."

Meng Hongyi, who doesn't drink much tea, nodded with a half understanding.

Take it easy, he is a professional!

So, Meng Hongyi didn't rush to drink tea this time, he pretended to blow first, then pouted his mouth, and leaned against the edge of the teacup to take a sip.

That's the amount...it's still not stuffed between the teeth.

But Meng Hongyi tasted it very seriously, holding it in his mouth for a long time, he was not willing to swallow it, until Qingxuan looked at him with strange eyes, and he swallowed that mouthful of scented tea mixed with saliva.

"Not bad, not bad." Meng Hongyi imitated the elder's tone and praised, and deliberately prolonged the ending of the last word. If he had a long gray beard, he would definitely want to touch it at this moment.

Seeing Meng Hongyi's funny look, Qingxuan curled his lips and smiled.

Suddenly, he noticed a few light brown dots on Meng Hongyi's robe, "If you're hungry, eat cakes, if you're thirsty, drink flower tea, and stay in your room, don't run around, I'll go out for a while." .”

Holding the teacup in his left hand and the pastry in his right hand, Meng Hongyi nodded obediently. It was too late for him to enjoy such a comfortable time, how could he run around!

After Qingxuan left, Meng Hongyi changed into a more comfortable posture.

He grabbed a small square pillow and placed it under his armpit, half-lying down while drinking tea and eating snacks, thinking in his heart: It would be more perfect if there was a TV to watch.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Yu Ruyan walked in with a bowl of chicken shredded noodles. She smiled like a flower and had a graceful figure. The red shirt made her even more beautiful.

"Come here from a long journey, you must be hungry." Yu Ruyan put the chicken shredded noodles on the carved wooden table, and beckoned him to sit forward, "Come and taste, those pastries won't fill your stomach."

Yu Ruyan was too enthusiastic.

Meng Hongyi, who was not familiar with her, felt a little uncomfortable, and then thought that Qingxuan knew someone. Although...their relationship seemed a little awkward, but he didn't want to lose face.

Meng Hongyi crawled to the edge of the bed, and was about to jump down.

Suddenly, he was caught off guard and picked up. It was Yu Ruyan who saw his calf struggling and wanted to help.

This was the first time Meng Hongyi was held in a woman's arms.

Even more uncomfortable.

Until he was put down, Meng Hongyi still smelled the powder from Yu Ruyan's body in his nostrils. It wasn't unpleasant to say the least, but it was still a bit pungent after all.

Seeing Meng Hongyi not moving, Yu Ruyan took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks and handed them to him, "If the shredded chicken noodles are cold, the taste will not be good, so eat them while they are hot!"

Meng Hongyi smiled awkwardly and took the chopsticks. The chopsticks provided by the tavern were very long, and his chubby hands couldn't hold them properly.

That hardworking little expression was really sad to see, and Yu Ruyan, who was sitting by the side, froze for a moment before realizing the problem.

It's just... At this time, there are no so-called children's chopsticks, except for the pair of chopsticks that are just the right size and length that the careful Qingxuan made himself.

"Otherwise, I'll feed you." Yu Ruyan suggested.

As soon as these words came out, Meng Hongyi's heart tightened.

Although at his current age, he is indeed still at the stage where he can be fed, but—Meng Hongyi is not used to it.

This matter cannot be explained away.

Yu Ruyan snatched the chopsticks from Meng Hongyi's hand, supported the bottom of the bowl with her slender hand, picked up a lump of noodles and rolled them into a ball, and was about to send it to Meng Hongyi's mouth.

This time it is somewhat difficult to ride a tiger.

Neither eating nor not eating.

Meng Hongyi only hoped that Qingxuan, who was out, would come back soon to save him. Everything that happened at this moment was too embarrassing and strange.

"Yu...Sister Yu, if you have anything to say, you may as well just say it, there is no need to do that."

This clever speech made Yu Ruyan happily put down the bowl in her hand, and put down the chopsticks together.

Yu Ruyan looked at Meng Hongyi, "Tell me the truth, you are really not Qingxuan's sword spirit, but his so...cousin?"

Meng Hongyi nodded without any hesitation, "Of course, sister Yu has seen a sword spirit like me? I am indeed Brother Qing's cousin!"

Meng Hongyi's technique of telling nonsense has long been superb.

Not only does he not blush and his heart beats, but he also has a unique innocent tone when he speaks, coupled with his sincere and firm eyes, it is really unbelievable!

And Yu Ruyan thought about it carefully, and Meng Hongyi's state was really not like the state that an ordinary sword spirit should have, so she asked another question, "Then... I heard that Qingxuan has been unable to retreat recently because of the sword spirit. About the spirit, have you ever seen Qingxuan's sword spirit?"

"Ah I……"

This question stumped Meng Hongyi, he thought for a while before giving the answer, "I just traveled with Brother Qing, and I have never seen his sword spirit."

Yu Ruyan nodded thoughtfully, "Is it possible that the sword spirit that has been hidden so deeply is really a stunning woman, as rumored by outsiders, who has captivated his heart and is stingy and refuses to share it with others?"

After finishing speaking, Yu Ruyan took out another exquisite small shell and stuffed it into Meng Hongyi's palm, "Little brother, you stay by Qingxuan's side, if you hear something useful or interesting, use this small shell to tell me, sister I can't treat you badly!"

Holding the shell, Meng Hongyi nodded with a wry smile.

That posture... There is no possibility of rejection at all.

Yu Ruyan thought for a while, and then added, "Especially about his sword spirit, I'd like to see what evildoer is produced!"

Meng Hongyi, who was called a monster face to face, was speechless.

At this moment, how much he wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't reveal his identity, so he could only hold back...

Meng Hongyi originally wanted to ask about the shell.

Yu Ruyan, who was at the side, heard the slight movement outside, and rushed out the door without saying goodbye. That attitude...was more anxious than being caught raped.

As soon as Yu Ruyan left, Qing Xuan came back.

Meng Hongyi stuffed the shell in his hand into his pocket, and looked at Qingxuan who was standing at the door with big round eyes, "You...what did you do?"

"I went to buy some clothes, here you are," Qingxuan said. He tidied up the clothes and put them in the cabinet when he entered the door. As soon as he sat down, he noticed the bowl of hot noodles on the table. Pass?"

Meng Hong didn't speak, just nodded silently.

"Nothing to be courteous, rape or steal." Qingxuan pulled the chicken noodle on the table to him, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a few noodles carefully, "What did she ask?"

Qingxuan's tone was very indifferent, and the questioning tone hit Meng Hongyi's heart, like vigilance and suspicion.

"It's nothing, she said we had a hard time traveling, so she gave us a bowl of noodles to fill our stomachs." Meng Hongyi said.

Qingxuan, who had dealt with Yu Ruyan several times, naturally wouldn't believe Meng Hongyi's words, "This side is prepared for you alone, she can sugar-coat cannonballs."

"I... I didn't eat a bite, and I didn't say anything!" Meng Hongyi raised his hands in panic, as if trying to prove his innocence in this way.

Qing Xuanben still felt a little irritable, but seeing Meng Hongyi's appearance, the gloom in his heart was instantly swept away, "Okay, I know you won't talk nonsense, this noodle looks fine, don't waste it."

He picked up a big lump of noodles very naturally, worried that it would be hot, and blew it lightly, before bringing it to Meng Hongyi's mouth.

And Meng Hongyi opened his mouth more naturally, and the whole set of actions for accepting food was completed smoothly!

Qingxuan slowly picked up the noodles and sent them to Meng Hongyi's mouth, and he didn't think it was troublesome. After a while, most of the bowl of shredded chicken noodles was eaten.

Meng Hongyi burped and touched his swollen belly, "I can't, I'm overwhelmed."

Qingxuan looked at the remaining noodles at the bottom of the bowl, and didn't want to waste them, so he picked up the bowl and poured all the noodles into his mouth.

Meng Hongyi saw this behavior and was shocked in his heart.

I have to say, this behavior - indeed father and son!

"Just now when I went out to buy clothes, I passed by Chufang Garden. They said they invited famous actors to act in a play. It's just in Xushi. I don't know if you are interested." Qingxuan said, and licked the noodle soup from the corner of his mouth very quickly.

Meng Hongyi is really not interested in going to the theater.

But going to the theater with Qingxuan didn't seem so boring, so——Meng Hongyi thought for a while and agreed directly.