When Jing Shaoci returned to the room, Yan Zixiu was almost asleep.

But after he lay down on the bed, he still resisted his sleepiness and turned over to lean over.

Jing Shaoci raised his arms and held him in his arms, so that Yan Zixiu could lie more comfortably.

"Lu Qiaobei said that he would take good care of Yin Jue."

It was obviously a common sentence, but Yan Zixiu heard a sense of discord from his tone.

Yan Zixiu was puzzled, so he raised his head slightly and said: "Why do I feel that you are a little happy?"

Jing Shaoci hugged him tighter, raised the corner of his lips and said: "Because that kid likes to pull the stick."

"Pull...stick?" Yan Zixiu was even more puzzled: "What does this mean?"

Jing Shaoci was about to answer, when a little paper man suddenly climbed onto the bed, then lay on his chest and propped up his head with two hands, looking very interested.

Seeing this, Yan Zixiu pulled his hand out of the quilt and waved it lightly, and the little paper man immediately lost consciousness and turned into an ordinary piece of paper.

Jing Shaoci recalled the scene in the study and asked, "Why can your little paper figurines speak?"

Yan Zixiu explained, "Because they are attached to my spirit, they are like my body and I can control them."

Jing Shaoci recalled that childish voice and said, "So, they are small versions of you?" Yan Zixiu thought

for a moment and said, "You can think of it that way."

Jing Shaoci immediately had an idea and said, "I'm going to Country G tomorrow. Can you let me take one with me?"

Yan Zixiu frowned slightly, but finally nodded in agreement.

Jing Shaoci happily kissed him on the face, and when he was about to kiss him on the mouth, Lu Qiaobei's voice suddenly rang out in the corridor.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan! Come out and check on Yin Jue, he seems a little bit abnormal!"

The Jing family is too big, and it was Lu Qiaobei's first time here, so he couldn't find which bedroom was theirs.

His cell phone was out of battery, so he had to use this method in a hurry.

Jing Shaoci heard the voice, and held Yan Zixiu's shoulders to continue, "Don't bother him."

But Yan Zixiu would not sit idly by, so he pushed him away, got out of bed and put on his coat.

After he opened the door and called out to the panicked Lu Qiaobei, Jing Shaoci also got out of bed with a sullen face.

The three of them strode to the guest room. Yin Jue had been carried from the sofa by Lu Qiaobei before, and was now lying on the bed with a righteous look on his face.

Yan Zixiu placed two fingers on Yin Jue's wrist, and as soon as his spiritual power penetrated, he felt the demonic energy in his body was in chaos, all blocked in his chest.

Why is this so?

He was slightly confused, and after thinking for a few seconds, he looked at Lu Qiaobei and said, "Did he wake up for a moment just now?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lu Qiaobei nodded vigorously and said quickly: "He opened his eyes a few minutes ago, and I immediately asked him how he felt and where he felt uncomfortable. Then he asked me who I was calling just now, and I said I was calling him."

Lu Qiaobei spoke so fast that he directly emptied the oxygen in his lungs. He quickly took a breath and continued: "I saw that he didn't look good, so I comforted him. As a result, he grabbed my collar and yelled at me to get out, and then he fainted."

These few sentences made the cause and effect confusing. Yan Zixiu simply asked: "Why did he tell you to get out?"

Although Yin Jue's temper was a little hot-tempered, he was by no means an ungrateful person. How could he treat Lu Qiaobei with such an attitude?

"I don't know either." Lu Qiaobei's expression and tone were innocent.

Jing Shaoci suddenly got to the point and said, "What did you say when you comforted Yin Jue?"

Lu Qiaobei blinked and said, "I said you would definitely get better, because you are born to be a good stick, otherwise why didn't other sticks become demons, but you did?" As

he spoke, his tone became more and more aggrieved, "I also praised him in various ways as a strong stick, a strong stick, and tenacious..."

"Stop." Yan Zixiu raised his hand to interrupt his chattering, took a deep breath and said, "Who told you that Yin Jue was a..."

At this moment, Yin Jue on the bed suddenly let out a painful groan.

Yan Zixiu immediately turned around and looked over. After seeing the other party open his eyes, he blurted out: "Stick, what do you think?"

Yan Zixiu had been participating in activities and fighting in a group that day. He even got up from the bed in the early morning to see his wounds, so he was a little sleepy and dull.

After listening to Lu Qiaobei's various sticks just now, he also called out without realizing that he called out the wrong name.

When Jing Shaoci heard this name, he couldn't help but cough twice with his head tilted.

Lu Qiaobei was fine, he was originally a fool, but when Yin Jue heard Yan Zixiu call him that, he suddenly felt a surge of blood and his chest hurt as if it wanted to split.

"You...I..." Yin Jue panted heavily, wanting to say something but unable to say it, looking very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Yan Zixiu suddenly produced a folding fan out of thin air, the same one he had used in the battle against the monsters.

He swung the fan open, then turned his wrist and said, "Yin Jue, your Mian Feng Fan."

Yin Jue looked at the blood stains on the fan, then at the two broken fan bones, and was so angry that he trembled all over.

As a result, Yan Zixiu said in a matter-of-fact tone, "To save your life, I must use your magic weapon. How can my spirit sword be stained with monster blood?"

"Brother Yan!" Lu Qiaobei looked at Yin Jue's increasingly pale face and couldn't help but persuade him, "Let's talk about this after he gets better." Yin

Jue's pupils were already bloodshot, and after a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, he directly sprayed out the sweet and fishy smell in his throat.

Seeing that he had spit out the blood, Yan Zixiu immediately stuck to his palm and used his spiritual energy to repair his monster pill.

Yin Jue also reacted at this time, and immediately closed his eyes and calmed down.

Jing Shaoci looked at Yan Zixiu's movements and looked away unhappily.

After about a few minutes, Yan Zixiu made a movement to retract his strength, and then opened his eyes.

"We'll talk about other things later, you should rest and recuperate first."

Yin Jue nodded, holding his chest, and looked at him and said, "Thank you."

Just when Jing Shaoci was about to leave with Yan Zixiu, Yin Jue suddenly pointed at Lu Qiaobei and said, "Get him out too!"

Yan Zixiu turned around and said, "He is at least half your savior, and it is right to repay the kindness."

This sentence completely blocked Yin Jue.

After the two of them went out, Lu Qiaobei wanted to sit on the edge of the bed, but after being glared at by Yin Jue, he walked towards the sofa with his head down.

"Come here."

Lu Qiaobei immediately walked over obediently, but did not dare to sit down.

Yin Jue took a deep breath, looked at him and said, "Now that you know I'm a demon, you're still not afraid of me?"

Lu Qiaobei lowered his head and whispered, "Why should I be afraid of you? You're so beautiful."

Yin Jue wanted to laugh when he heard his superficial expression, but he still said coldly, "Do you know why demons have hibiscus faces?"

Lu Qiaobei shook his head.

Yin Jue looked at him and said in a tempting tone: "Because this is the

only way to absorb people's essence." Unexpectedly, Lu Qiaobei did not back down after hearing this, but said: "If you really want to absorb my essence, you won't tell me so bluntly."

In fact, what he wanted to say more was that if you were a bad demon, Brother Yan would have taken you in long ago, so how could he save your life.

But Lu Qiaobei was afraid that Yin Jue would be angry, so he changed his words.

Yin Jue didn't expect that this fool, who looked silly, would suddenly become so logical.

Not achieving the purpose of scaring people, he had to pull up the quilt and lie back on the bed.

Lu Qiaobei stood and looked at him for a while, and when he was about to turn around and leave, Yin Jue's voice came from under the quilt.

"Come up."

Lu Qiaobei was stunned for a moment, then quickly seized the opportunity to lie on the bed.

As a result, when he got into the quilt, Yin Jue started to curse: "Your head is rubbed, right? Why don't you take off your dirty clothes?!"

Lu Qiaobei did it immediately and swiftly. When he was left with only one piece of clothing, he carefully asked Yin Jue: "This one, do you want to take it off?"

"If you dare to take it off, I will change my original form and stab you to death!" Yin Jue said viciously.

After hearing this, Lu Qiaobei looked at him curiously and said: "Then is your stick...long?"

"Long, your grandmother, if you dare to say another word, I will beat you!!"

After Yin Jue's scolding, the two of them slept together.

The next morning, Jing Shaoci left for the airport.

Before leaving, Yan Zixiu handed him the little paper figurine that he had prepared in advance.

"I will take good care of it."

This sentence made Yan Zixiu's face heat up for some reason, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Jing Shaoci hugged him and said, "Remember to think of me."

After he left, Yan Zixiu called Lu Qiaobei downstairs.

"How was it last night?"

Lu Qiaobei replied, "Gun'er slept very soundly last night, and he didn't even turn over a few times."

Yan Zixiu wanted to correct his name, but then he thought that maybe this was a nickname between the two of them, just like he called Jing Shaoci "Drawing Silk Sweet Potato".

Lu Qiaobei asked, "Brother Yan, why did he suddenly appear in my car last night? Did you put

him there?" Yan Zixiu denied, "Not really. Let's ask Yin Jue after his injury heals a little."

"Yeah."

As soon as the two finished talking, Jing Fengyi and Xie Guanxin came down from the stairs.

Yan Zixiu immediately introduced Lu Qiaobei to the two of them. After hearing that they were Jing Shaoci's parents, Lu Qiaobei politely said, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

Jing Fengyi didn't respond. Xie Wanxin said gently, "Xiao Lu, if you need anything at home, just tell the housekeeper."

Lu Qiaobei smiled and said, "Thank you, aunt." Yan Zixiu

cleared his throat and said a little embarrassedly, "Dad, Mom, there is another person upstairs named Yin Jue. He was injured and will probably have to recuperate at home for a few days."

"What does it matter." Xie Wanxin smiled and said, "Since he is your friend, he can stay for a few days."

After the four of them sat at the dining table, Xie Wanxin specifically asked, "Xiu Xiu, what does your friend want to eat? I'll have someone prepare it and bring it to him."

"Don't bother, he should get some sun..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Zixiu suddenly clenched his fingers.

Xie Guanxin looked at him in confusion and said, "Xiu Xiu, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Zixiu gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth after a long time: "Mom, I'm fine."

At the same time, Jing Shaoci, who was sitting on a private plane, was holding a small paper man, with a happy look between his eyebrows.

"Yan Yan, call me husband."

The small paper man sat in his palm with his legs apart, and said softly, "Lao Kong."

"It's Lao, Gong." Jing Shaoci said very patiently.

"Husband!" The small paper man called sweetly.

Jing Shaoci's heart almost melted. If this little paper figurine really had the face of Yan Zixiu when he was young, he would probably put it in his mouth.

He took a deep breath and continued, "Be good, call me again."

The little paper figurine tilted its head and said in a baby voice, "Husband!"

With a "click", the chopsticks in Yan Zixiu's hand broke into four pieces.

Jing Fengyi and Xie Guanxin both looked at him, while Lu Qiaobei approached slightly and said, "Yan, Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Zixiu tried hard to control his emotions and said, "I used too much force and didn't control it well."

After saying this, he stood up and said to the two elders, "Dad, Mom, you two enjoy your meal, I'll go upstairs to see Yin Jue first."

"I'll go too!" Lu Qiaobei also stood up.

Xie Guanxin advised him to eat more, but Yan Zixiu said he would eat later, and then he went upstairs with Lu Qiaobei.

But after reaching the second floor, he did not go to Yin Jue's room.

"Brother Yan, where are you going?"

Yan Zixiu replied expressionlessly, "Go open the window for Yin Jue first, I'll go in a moment."

After returning to their bedroom, Yan Zixiu immediately raised two fingers on his right hand, but just as he was about to withdraw his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly stopped.

At this time, Jing Shaoci was trying to persuade the little paper man to blow him a kiss, but the little paper man suddenly stopped moving, and after a few seconds, he stood with his hands behind his back.

"Jing Shaoci." The little paper man's voice suddenly changed to Yan Zixiu's own.

Jing Shaoci felt like he was being caught, but in the blink of an eye, this guilty feeling disappeared.

"Yan Yan."

Yan Zixiu took a deep breath, then said in a cold tone: "You asked me for a little paper figurine to accompany you, is this what you want to do?"

Jing Shaoci raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked knowingly: "What kind of thing?"

Yan Zixiu would not let him succeed, so he said in a serious tone: "You are not allowed to let him call you again."

"Call what?"

Yan Zixiu replied: "Husband."

The air instantly became quiet. Jing Shaoci was trying to hold back his laughter, while Yan Zixiu was secretly regretting.

After finally swallowing back his smile, Jing Shaoci said seriously: "If you agree to one condition of mine, I will not let it do this kind of thing."

Yan Zixiu scolded: "There is no room for bargaining in this matter."

Jing Shaoci touched the face of the little paper man with his fingertips, and then said slowly: "You ancients should call your other half "husband". As long as you call me that, I will never do this kind of thing in the future."

Yan Zixiu was silent for a moment, then said word by word: "You are brave now, you are really not afraid of annoying me."

After the voice fell, Jing Shaoci held the little paper man in front of him, and the corners of his thin lips raised wantonly.

"Because I have all your preferences, you can't bear to be really angry with me. No matter how strong you are, you will only be soft-hearted and soft-bodied when facing me."

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I feel unwell today, and I may take a day off tomorrow. I apologize to everyone in advance~ Qingge bows.