Xuanyuan Changhong glanced at Xuanyuan Chenxi, who was rolling around on the bed. Her loose pajamas couldn't hide her beautiful figure. He didn't look at her for long and instead looked away to continue reading.
At the same time, he did not forget to answer Xuanyuan Chenxi's question.
"Fatty said it would be nice to change things up and read some martial arts novels."
Xuanyuan Chenxi had met Xu Chunlai before. He was the same age as her uncle and was the kind of chubby, interesting middle-aged man she remembered.
After a moment of silence, Xuan Yuan Chenxi lifted the covers and lay down in bed. She quietly sniffed the blankets; there was no strange smell, nor any fragrance.
"Uncle, what do you think of the relationship between Yan-ge and Xiao-xue?"
Xuanyuan Chenxi peeked out from under the covers with her beautiful eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Changhong, who was engrossed in reading.
Xuanyuan Changhong placed a bookmark with a chibi version of Xuanyuan Chenxi on the page he was reading, then turned to look at the girl lying on his bed.
"If they feel it's okay, that's fine, and they're not really related, so I support and respect them."
Upon hearing this answer, Xuan Yuan Chenxi smiled inwardly, but remained outwardly calm. She nodded to Xuan Yuan Changhong and then pulled the blanket over herself.
"sleep."
Xuanyuan Changhong blinked.
"Xiao Xi, go back to your room and sleep."
The only response he received was Xuan Yuan Chenxi's feigned even breathing. Xuan Yuan Changhong pinched his nose, got up and turned off the room light, then sat down and turned on the desk lamp, picking up a book to continue reading.
The next morning, Xuan Yuan Chang Hong woke up on the folding bed, yawned, glanced at Xuan Yuan Chen Xi who was still fast asleep on the bed, covered the girl with a blanket, and then left the room.
After washing up, he sat cross-legged in the uncovered courtyard and began his daily cultivation practice. Even after reaching the ninth level, this habit had not changed over the years.
After finishing his training, he took off his shirt, revealing his well-defined muscles, and picked up a heavy iron sword weighing over a hundred pounds that was stuck in the ground, and began to wield it.
A hundred-plus kilograms is nothing to a ninth-level cultivator, or even to a cultivator with a foundation. Tu Keke initially wielded a sword weighing over eighty kilograms. At that time, her strength was not strong, and Yan Luo had her wield a sword of that weight so that she could quickly adapt to the use of Qi.
She wielded swords using her inner energy, and later she used wooden swords because Tu Keke had a very strong talent and her ability to use inner energy far exceeded Yan Luo's imagination.
Xuanyuan Changhong wielded his sword with one hand, slashing straight down without using any internal energy, relying solely on the strength of his body. A simple iron sword whistled loudly as he swung it, one strike after another, showing no sign of fatigue.
Snowflakes fell on Xuanyuan Changhong, but were instantly melted by his burning body temperature.
Xuan Yuan Changfei's wife, Tang Ning, Xuan Yuan Chenxi's mother, yawned as she passed by the yard. Seeing her brother-in-law exercising as usual, she stopped and called out to Xuan Yuan Changhong, "Good morning, Xiao Hong!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Xuanyuan Changhong stopped his sword and turned around to see Tang Ning wearing pajamas and with her hair down. Tang Ning was very beautiful, and Xuanyuan Chenxi inherited her beauty and was also very pretty.
"Good morning, good morning, sister-in-law."
Xuan Yuan Chang Hong, who has a phobia of women, stutters when speaking to Tang Ning and other women, but he doesn't stutter when speaking to Xuan Yuan Chen Xi.
This left Xuanyuan Changhong completely baffled.
Tang Ning smiled gently, "That girl Xiao Xi must have gone to sleep in your room again last night."
Xuan Yuan Changfei and Tang Ning were aware that their daughter was always very attached to Xuan Yuan Changhong. They had been worried about it, but nothing had happened so far. Moreover, Xuan Yuan Changfei had repeatedly assured them that his younger brother would never have any strange ideas.
Tang Ning gradually felt relieved, assuming that her daughter simply preferred to spend time with her uncle.
Xuanyuan Changhong nodded, and Tang Ning also nodded.
"Keep exercising, I'll ask your aunt to prepare breakfast for you."
After saying that, Tang Ning turned and left, while Xuan Yuan Chang Hong switched to holding the sword in his left hand and began to swing it again and again.
Xuan Yuan Chenxi slowly opened her eyes, looked around the room and found that Xuan Yuan Changhong was gone. She got up from the warm bed, took a black down coat from the wardrobe in the room and put it on, and went to the bathroom first.
At this time, if Xuanyuan Changhong was home, he would definitely be in the courtyard. Sure enough, Xuanyuan Chenxi found him in the courtyard.
Good morning, Uncle.
Xuanyuan Changhong stopped his sword again, turned around to look at Xuanyuan Chenxi, and replied, "Good morning, Xiaoxi."
Xuanyuan Changhong only speaks without stuttering when he is with Xuanyuan Chenxi, which makes Xuanyuan Chenxi feel very proud.
Xuanyuan Chenxi sat on the wooden floor of the courtyard corridor, watching Xuanyuan Changhong wield his sword. His thick muscles, the white mist when he exhaled, and his bulging veins on his arms all captivated the girl.
She didn't come to her senses until Xuanyuan Changhong put the sword back in the ground and put on his clothes. Xuanyuan Chenxi took a hair tie from her wrist and waved it at Xuanyuan Changhong. Xuanyuan Changhong walked over to her, took the hair tie, and tied her hair into a single ponytail.
Xuan Yuan Chenxi had been smiling the whole time. Seeing that she wanted to take his arm, and worried that his cold body from practicing swordsmanship in the snow would make Xuan Yuan Chenxi uncomfortable, Xuan Yuan Changhong quickly circulated his qi to restore his body temperature to normal.
Xuanyuan Chenxi took Xuanyuan Changhong's arm and said with a smile, "Uncle, I want to go play with Xiaoxue today, can you take me there?"
Xuanyuan Changhong nodded and took her to Tu Luoxue's house, as he also needed to go to headquarters.
When they arrived at Tu Luoxue's house, Xuan Yuan Chenxi, who hadn't gotten out of the car yet, said goodbye to Xuan Yuan Changhong in the driver's seat.
"Uncle, please come pick me up later."
Xuanyuan Changhong nodded and, like a normal parent, instructed, "Don't play too wildly, don't cause trouble for others, and send a message in advance if you need me to pick you up."
Xuanyuan Chenxi waved his hand.
"Okay, okay, why is my uncle starting to nag like my mom?"
After getting out of the car, Xuan Yuan Chenxi watched it leave. Hearing the doorbell ring, Tu Luoxue, leading her little tagalong Tu Yier, ran out to open the door for her.
"Good morning, Xiaoxue! Oh, what an adorable little girl!"
Xuan Yuan Chenxi bent down and picked up Tu Yier, who was wearing red cartoon snake pajamas. Tu Yier introduced herself, "Pretty sister, my name is Tu Yier, what's your name?"
"My name is Xuanyuan Chenxi, Chenxi as in the rising sun." Xuanyuan Chenxi found Tu Yier very cute and couldn't help but get closer to her.
Tu Yier interacted with Xuan Yuan Chenxi with a smile.
Upon entering the house, Tu Luoxue introduced the family members to her. Shen Yulan didn't need an introduction, as Xuan Yuan Chenxi knew her. Tu Xing had stayed at the company to handle some business the night before and hadn't returned, so Xuan Yuan Chenxi didn't see him.
Just like the usual reactions of people who knew Yan Luo had multiple lovers, Xuan Yuan Chenxi was stunned when she learned that Yan Luo had four lovers. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was more shocked or Yan Luo was more shocked.
Sinclair is still too abstract.
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