Chapter 159: School girl is only Xiao Piao Piao (39-40)

"Oh, what is your auntie's name!"

Zhong Lixun’s mother, Shi Qin, the wife of Zhong Lijia’s current Patriarch, heard Xiang Xing's scream so happily, she quickly patted her exquisite shoulder, and smiled, "It's time to call her mother!"

"Mom, you scared her."

Zhong Lixun was speechless for a while, and quickly brought back the already sluggish little guy and protected him behind him.

After that, he passed his mother and went straight into the house.

However, Xiang Xing followed Zhong Lixun, and he hadn't walked two steps yet.

Suddenly, he felt that in the depths of the house, a strange gaze fell straight on her.

The little guy couldn't help frowning curiously, and subconsciously followed that gaze.

It directly met a pair of overly enthusiastic eyes.

"..."

Xiang Xing was terrified and shook three times, and couldn't help but shrink back behind Zhong Lixun.

The young man suddenly felt the anxiety of the little guy behind him, he hurriedly stopped, squinted his eyes, and looked left and right for a while.

Suddenly he hummed impatiently, raised his hand, and waved it out of thin air.

"……Oops!"

A tall and long figure suddenly swooped out from the corner, and fell heavily into the mud.

"嘤嘤嘤~"

Xiang Xing saw the man crying like a little daughter-in-law.

While struggling to get up, he glared at Zhong Lixun's peachy eyes, "brother, why are you still so rude!..."

"..."

Zhong Lixun rolled his eyes silently, ignoring him.

And that one didn't cry for long, and soon he recovered his frenetic expression, rubbing his hands enthusiastically, and hurried towards Xiang Xing.

"Hello, my future siblings!"

He smiled and came to the two of them, raised his eyebrows frantically at the little guy who was so scared that only half of his head was exposed, and introduced himself, "My name is Zhong Lijing, this guy’s eldest brother, you can call me Brother Jing... Ouch!"

Before he finished his words, he was kicked out by his brother.

"Are you shameless? Brother Jing?"

The young man shook his head helplessly, watching the mother and son who were being "persecuted" not far away, crying shamelessly, and glaring back at him with a grievance.

"Look, Ajing, if your brother has a daughter-in-law, we don't want our wife anymore. He even punches and kicks!"

"That's it! Mom, let's take the younger brother and sister away..."

"I think it's OK! Xiao Xing'er is so cute and well-behaved, she might be taken away by following that little bastard!..."

Listening to the unscrupulous conversation between a certain unscrupulous mother and son, Zhong Lixun suddenly felt a headache.

I had to pick up Xiang Xing who was still watching the show with gusto, and walked quickly back to his room.

Just in case, the doors and windows were carefully and carefully locked.

After dealing with everything, the boy slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, apologetically, he glanced at the little guy who was watching.

The corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and he said softly: "Sorry... my family is a little weird, just ignore them."

"Well……"

Xiang Xing blinked his eyes softly and smiled lightly, "I don't think it's weird, they are quite interesting, and I like the relaxed atmosphere of your home."

Compared to the kind, noble, meticulous appearance of the famous family that she imagined, such a family can really make people feel so many times easier.

Hearing this, the boy paused.

Fei lips lightly aroused: "Then, you don't mind."

"Yeah~"

The little guy responded happily.

Gradually, she was suddenly attracted by the things in this room, and she couldn't help stepping forward and began to wander around the room.

It's strange to say.

After entering Zhong Lixun's room, she felt inexplicably that the soul body became comfortable and smooth in an instant.

Until he saw the strange furnishings in the house, the little guy paused and suddenly raised his eyes.

She discovered that these gossip mirrors, peach wood swords, various white porcelain and beautiful jade ornaments all contained extremely rich Yin Qi.

Moreover, these yin qi are all lying faintly outside, and they can be absorbed just by passing by.

Even the duck on his head was excited, shouting that he could have a full meal or something here.

It's amazing.

Xiang Xing couldn't help looking back a little, then glanced at the young man who was packing his backpack.

It seems that he needs such a strong increase in Yin Qi every day to maintain normal actions.

The loss of yin qi to the viscera is not small, she thinks it will be very hard to think about.

Thinking of this, the little guy sighed faintly, his soft eyes drooping slightly.

In the next second, a faint shadow suddenly fell in front of her.

A pair of gentle arms gently encircled her in his arms, gently rubbing the soft back of the head.

A soft voice lingered in his ears: "What's the matter?...Are you uncomfortable with the yin air here?"

"……no."

The little guy shook his head lightly, a little dull in his soft voice.

Hearing that, Zhong Lixun gradually frowned, his amber eyes drooping slightly, and he looked at her closely.

But seeing her paused, she suddenly raised her little head.

The corners of Pale Pink's lips were slightly hooked, and she smiled lightly at herself, her eyes curled softly, "I am very comfortable! And, here, maybe the practice can get twice the result with half the effort..."

"I am very sure of that."

The boy smiled relievedly.

After thinking about it, a subtle light suddenly appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

"Since you have mentioned cultivation as a disciple, let's practice."

Zhong Lixun chuckled lightly, and took the dull Xiang Xing directly onto the two futons beside the bed to sit down.

"...Still practicing now?"

Xiang Xing glanced at the wall clock silently.

It's almost two o'clock in the morning.

He came to class during the day, and stayed up until now. He doesn't sleep anymore. How can he stand this body?

Let alone baldness, sudden death is possible...

Thinking about it, the little guy squashed his mouth a little unhappily.

He stretched out his little hand and pulled Zhong Lixun's cuff, his little head shook into a rattle, "No, I don't practice, I want you to go to sleep."

However, Zhong Lixun raised his delicate brows and let out a little laugh.

"Do you think it is possible for me to fall asleep now?"

"why not……"

Xiang Xing retorted subconsciously, but suddenly saw that the corners of his perfect pale lips were evoked deeply and meaningfully.

The little guy shook, and suddenly understood what he meant.

Two faint pink faints floated on her cheeks instantly, she couldn't help coughing lightly, and stood up straight.

"Then, then I will stand guard for you outside the window..."

Xiang Xing scratched the back of his head awkwardly, subconsciously about to float out of the terrace.

But the next second, but his figure stopped, he was once again pulled back into his arms by the young man behind him, and hugged him tightly.

"Don't go,"

He laughed lowly, with a warm breath over his ears, intoxicating, "I was joking with you."