I really ate too much. I just drove all the way and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Go!"

Tracing the source nodded, he went to sleep anyway.

Si Qingming walked in front, and Tracing followed behind him.

The two walked in tandem.

The Si's garden is really good. At first glance, the garden is full of flowers, and the garden under the moonlight is even more blurred.

The moonlight gently sprinkled on the ground, covering the world with a clear veil.

There is a shallow sound of insects, and the sound of leaves blowing in the wind.

Si Qingming also felt comfortable walking on the road.

The two of them didn't speak, and this quiet atmosphere made Si Qingming feel very comfortable.

After walking for a while, I felt more comfortable.

"Good to go back!"

Si Qingming walked back.

"I'm dozing off too!"

Traced to the source and nodded, Si Qingming looked at him and really found that his face was still tired.

Si Qingming is really speechless. She hasn't really seen a ghost. It's so exhausting. What are you doing during the day?

"What do you do in the ring during the day?"

Or practice!

Si Qingming thought so.

"Am I in the ring? Sleep!"

Traceability is still a very positive answer.

"Do you sleep every day?"

"Well, I have to sleep for eighteen hours a day."

It should be a traceability answer.

"Oh!"

Si Qingming nodded, this is really the strangest ghost she has ever seen.

Very very strange.

Si Qingming returned to the room and sat on the bed and began to practice his inner power.

Tracing directly lay on his side, and fell asleep very sweetly all at once.

Really a slacker.

Si Qingming rolled his eyes and continued to practice.

In the wee hours of the morning, she heard a tumult downstairs, and it was obvious that Sagong Si Xueyi and the others were back.

I went out at 7 or 8 in the evening, and I only came back now. It was still such a big battle. It was obvious that something went wrong.

Si Qingming closed his eyes and continued to practice, but did not go out.

After almost half an hour passed, her door was pushed open hard.

She looked at the person who came in, it was Sikong.

"Grandpa, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Si Qingming looked at him calmly.

"It's so noisy at home, don't you come out and have a look? Is there any heart, don't you worry if your sister is injured?"

As soon as Sikong came in, he scolded angrily.

"Grandpa is very late now. It's only a little noisy outside. Should I go out and have a look? I don't have that kind of sex. It's just that my sister is injured. I don't know, so I don't know how. Worry, I just took my sister there today, but didn't take me there. After I passed, I saw my grandpa's car and didn't go in."

Si Qingming got up from the bed and looked at Sikong without squinting.

"When you say that, you think I must not do it well, and then you can do it well?"

Sikong seemed to be smiling but not smiling, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't say that."

Si Qingming replied faintly.

"I don't care what you think, you are not allowed to mix up this matter!"

Sikong said this sentence harshly again, and then went out again without closing the door.

With a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, Si Qingming walked to the door and closed it.

"He just said that because he was afraid that you would do something he couldn't do."