Xi's tone was trembling, "Sir, what do you mean...he should have a daughter-in-law?"

"Marriage is commonplace."

Xi was a little flustered, "I don't agree!"

"Sir." The door of the rooftop was pushed open, the cool breeze was slightly drunk, and the young man stared at her.

Phew, found it.

But Ling Qingxuan's current position is very dangerous to him.

The little girl was hanging by the railing, as if she would fall down if she touched it lightly.

He hurriedly ran to Ling Qingxuan and grabbed her Haobai wrist.

Cold and smooth to start.

This was the first time he had held her hand since he was growing up. It was like an electric shock, and Feng Jue had a sudden cardiac arrest.

"What's the matter?" Ling Qingxuan didn't notice his strangeness, and easily rolled over to the ground.

After she stabilized her body, Feng Jue pretended not to care and retracted her hand.

"My lord, I brought lunch."

Ling Qingxuan does not need to eat in the main **** space, but when he reaches the plane, he must go along with the background of this plane.

She had to eat or she would starve to death.

Because of forgetting every time, Ling Qingxuan often starves himself out of stomach problems in the plane.

Feng Jue raised his hand, and his spirit sword brought the lunch box over.

Ling Qingxuan hadn't tasted his craftsmanship for a long time, and when the lunch box was opened, it was full of aroma.

"What about yours?" the little girl asked, raising her eyes.

"I've eaten it." Feng Jue said cheerfully with frowning eyes.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the lunch box and asked directly, "With your hands?"

The little guy only gave her rice, not chopsticks.

Feng Jue could not wait to jump off the rooftop on the spot.

He looked at the spirit sword, and the spirit sword looked at him.

He only has chopsticks that he has used, although he has washed them...

"Feng Jue?"

Being called by Ling Qingxuan like this, Feng Jue's heart was numb, and he took out the chopsticks by a ghost.

Normally, there are quite a few people on the roof of the school, but at noon today, only the two of them were on top.

[Host, where did you get the roof lock? 】

'Don't talk nonsense. ’

zz coughed twice, the rooftop door was locked, so no one could tell me.

The little couples outside saw that the door was not opened, so they had to move their positions.

It was a pleasant scene, but the young man sat upright with his back straight.

Just like a child being disciplined.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the ingredients in the lunch box and said lightly, "You just eat this?"

Although it is a healthy and nutritious combination of meat and vegetables, there is too little meat. A boy of his age has a big appetite.

There was a muscle-building meal in the lunch box, and Feng Jue touched the muscles in his abdomen.

Aunt Xi said that women like men with an inverted triangle and a strong and powerful figure.

It's a pity that his skin is not tanned, even whiter than some girls.

The wheat color is estimated to be impossible to get out.

"Well, if you're full, if the adults don't like it, I'll re-..."

Feng Jue paused and asked, "Sir, where do you live?"

Ling Qingxuan ate a piece of chicken, "Your family."

Feng Jue's next words were choked in his throat, and his joy was overflowing, "Okay..."

Ling Qingxuan: "Next door."

Feng Jue:  …

Feeling lost.

The chopsticks were removed from her lips, and Ling Qingxuan took a green vegetable again. Feng Jue watched her eating and became fascinated.

Adults look so good even when they eat.

[Host, don't be in a daze, quickly ask the Lord God what you are doing here on this plane. 】zz reminded his host tiredly.

This child is also too obvious, staring in a daze like a lunatic.

Feng Jue recovered, "Sir, why are you here this time?"

The fact that Ling Qingxuan came to investigate the black breath is a secret, and for the time being, it cannot be leaked to others.

She bit her chopsticks lightly and said, "See you."

After years of careful observation, Feng Jue knew that the little girl should be hiding something with her expressionless face.

The first thing that came to his mind was his original dangerous situation.

Sir, are you here to investigate him?

zz, has my body index changed recently?

[Host, no, you are very healthy. 】

After zz was able to run, Feng Jue bound his physical condition to its program detection, and zz would remind him in time if a strange value appeared.

Knowing that he was healthy and had no problems, Feng Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe the adults really came to see him.

Ling Qingxuan was eating and eating, and her brain was empty, "Xi said you are very popular in school?"

Feng Jue shook his head, "No, it's very ordinary."

"Well... it's time to have a baby." He muttered softly after half of the food in the lunch box had been eaten.

Feng Jue only heard the word "birth", and he panicked a little: "Sir, who has a child?"

"It's nothing." Ling Qingxuan handed him the lunch box, "Go back."

She had to find a chance to move around again.

"Sir." Feng Jue stopped her, her eyes like jade carefully, "At school, do we need to keep a distance between us?"

The juvenile's eyes are soft and waxy, just like when he was a child. Whenever he uses such eyes, Ling Qingxuan can't say anything serious, "No need."

She pressed the door, and Feng Jue ran over to help her push it open, "Okay, classmate Ling."

The speed of climbing up the pole is also quite fast.

Ling Qingxuan didn't pay much attention to it, after all, they were so restrained that they were more noticeable.

After Ling Qingxuan left, Feng Jue took back the lock outside.

[Host, cow, break it up. 】

The host of his house unlocked the door just when he pushed open the door, and he had a better grasp of the strength and did not destroy the door.

On the empty rooftop, Feng Jue held the lunch box and chopsticks and fell into contemplation.

【Host, what are you thinking? 】

"zz, is my craft getting worse?"

Aya Qingxuan only moved half of the box.

zz shook his head and hurriedly comforted, [Sir Lord God doesn't like to eat, it has nothing to do with the host's craftsmanship. 】

"If you haven't tasted it, you certainly don't know."

zz: ...The host probably wants it to die.

【The host, you can taste it yourself. 】

"Really, I really have to try it, has the craftsmanship really deteriorated?"

Feng Jue found a suitable reason for herself, picked up the chopsticks that Ling Qingxuan had used, put the vegetables in her mouth, and then smirked.

zz:  …

I'm afraid this dish is not poisonous, how can the host be the same as eating a half-buzz with a smile.

All the good guys look like idiots.

...

Ling Qingxuan went to pick up the book in the afternoon, and several boys followed behind, waiting for her chance to show her hand.

Unexpectedly, the little girl lifted the stack of books with one hand.

The boys looked at each other, embarrassed.

"Oh!"

Ling Qingxuan walked out of the office and bumped against the person on the head.

However, the boy behind him supported Ling Qingxuan in time.

Aya Qingxuan: ...Children are easy to make a fuss, and she can hold on to it.

"You are Ling... Ling..." The girl leaned against the wall and looked up at Ling Qingxuan, unable to say her name for a long time.