After Qing's father left, Qing Nuan felt that the atmosphere in the room was a bit strange, and he couldn't tell why.

Anyway, all kinds of discomfort.

"Ling'er." He asked the little girl who was lying on the mat reading, "Do you have any requirements for the future mistress?"

[...] zz didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.

Qing Nuan would ask this because she was worried that she would marry a wife in the future, a type that Ling Qingxuan didn't like.

She didn't particularly like herself, and if she didn't like the person he was looking for, she might just leave her like that.

Speaking of which, what does Aya Qingxuan want?

The little girl's eyes were light, and the delicate eyebrows of the young man were drawn.

Ask for only one, she.

The sound of turning the pages seemed to soothe the irritability.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Qing Nuan felt even more uneasy.

"If Linger doesn't like it, I won't marry a wife in this life."

"You have to marry." The little girl's voice was somewhat leisurely and ethereal, "You can marry whoever you like."

"I like..." The boy almost blurted out, the word was choked back.

"Go for luck." Ling Qingxuan flipped through the book.

Qing Nuan was calm on the surface, but felt absurd on the inside.

He crossed his legs and closed his eyes to practice.

[Host, the villain's favorability is 95~]

Oh.

[...]zz didn't dare to ask her host if she was angry, because this villain didn't include her as a wife at all.

...

Qing Nuan only felt that the heat of Dantian was getting bigger and bigger, as if it was about to burn him.

But he couldn't open his eyes, and his lips couldn't make a sound, so he could only let his profound energy keep running.

'Aya-'

He was shouting this name unconsciously, as if she was the only one in his mind.

As his natal spirit beast, Ling Qingxuan can naturally sense him.

Ling Qingxuan threw away the book, and saw the young man sitting cross-legged on the bed with his brows furrowed and his temples sweating, looking very uncomfortable.

At this time, as long as Ling Qingxuan stepped forward to transmit his spiritual power, he would not be so uncomfortable.

But she didn't move, just watched silently.

The warmth and pain were transmitted to Ling Qingxuan through the air.

The bones were torn apart, Ling Qingxuan looked around, flew to the bed, and sat cross-legged next to the boy.

As soon as the two approached, the profound energy on Qing Nuan's body felt as if she was being attracted, and instantly became larger, wrapping the two of them.

So hot.

So itchy.

[Host, hold back, this body is growing and is about to reach its adult form. 】

The growth of the spirit beast is a living pulling. If the spirit beast can't bear such pain, it may not change its body shape in the future.

Ling Qingxuan closed her eyes, what was the pain, she was hot!

The two just sat quietly, but they were actually enduring it.

On the way, Uncle Wen brought something over, and he saw Bai Hu guarding the door.

Bai Hu grinned, not letting Uncle Wen approach.

The huge profound energy was about to overflow from the room, Uncle Wen showed a cautious face, he almost knew what happened, so he went down to prepare other things.

Qingyang naturally knew why the white tiger came here, but just looking at the room, there was a sense of relief in his heart.

In fact, the younger brother has worked hard, and the younger brother is not a waste at all.

What others can do, he has done it one by one, and he has never given up because of his poor strength.

At the top of the sunset mountain, Qing Nuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, and finally digested the excess profound energy.

He opened his sticky eyes and looked at the cushion habitually.

empty.

What about Aya?

Panicked in his heart, he wanted to prop up the bed and let go of his legs, but when he reached out, he touched the cold skin.

My heart throbbed, joy flooded into my heart, his strength has improved so much, then Linger she...

Turning his head sharply, his face instantly flushed red.

The little girl's body changed from a slap size to fifteen or sixteen years old.

The delicate and inviolable face is less childish and colder.

Breathing shallow and undulating, she lay on her side to rest.

The skin is full of snow, and it is still glowing with a faint luster, especially the beautiful back, and a pair of thin wings.

This is the adult form of the goddess, but...

There was a knock on the door, Qing Nuan quickly covered her with the quilt, the tip of her nose was wet, and he hurriedly covered her.

"Young Master, can you come in?"

"But...no." Qing Nuan quickly got out of bed, walked to the door, opened a crack, and caught a glimpse of Uncle Wen and Bai Hu outside.

Uncle Wen didn't ask any more questions, "Young Master, this is a change of clothes and medicine for body cleaning."

Qing Nuan was indeed very sticky, and he removed a lot of filth this time.

He stretched out his hand, took it in, and said, "Uncle Wen, prepare another set of women's clothes."

Uncle Wen's eyes lit up, "Congratulations, Young Master, the spirit beast has successfully reached its adult form?"

"Well." Qing Nuan's mind flashed a more shocking image just now, "and hot water, etc., put it at the door, I will come by myself."

"Okay."

After Uncle Wen left, before the white tiger left, Qing Nuan saw its tail wagging happily and frowned, "Are you..."

Bai Hu nodded, and Qing Nuan closed the door immediately.

He didn't know why, but when he saw other spirit beasts boldly courting the little girl, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Hot water and clothes came soon. Qing Nuan first cleaned herself up, changed into clean clothes, and then reached out and pushed the quilt.

"Linger, wake up."

"Well...don't be noisy." This body was too tired.

The little girl waved her hand, and Bai Nen's arm was exposed. Qing Nuan blushed and quickly covered her.

"Hot, don't cover me." Ling Qingxuan started kicking the quilt.

Qing Nuan didn't dare to move.

【Host! The villain's favorability has decreased! 】

Ling Qingxuan opened her eyes at the sudden noise.

reduce?

[Currently, the villain's favorability is only 60. 】

Wasn't it 95 before, why?

What did she do that the little guy didn't like?

Thinking about it, Ling Qingxuan sat up suddenly.

The shoulders that were as white as jade slipped off, and Ling Qingxuan stared at the bewildered young man in front of her with cold eyes.

[...] zz checked it for a while, and said: [Host, the favorability level before was given to the youth form. 】

So compared to the current her, he prefers her in her juvenile form?

Ling Qingxuan almost dissipated her spiritual power manually.

Aya Qingxuan seems to have felt the feeling of zz's ups and downs in favorability before.

"Ling'er, you, get up and wash?"

"Oh." Ling Qingxuan casually pulled away the quilt and was covered again.

What are you doing?

If your favorability is lowered, you just want to heat him to death?

"Aya, Linger, I'll go out first, where are the hot water and clothes."

After Qing Nuan wrapped her up, she immediately went out to guard the door.

Only then did Ling Qingxuan realize that her body had grown bigger, and she couldn't put on her previous small clothes at all.

zz looked at the box of small clothes he made, and felt a little regretful. It made several sets of cute bows.

At this time, the yard was very quiet, Qing Nuan leaned against the door, and in her ears, she could hear all the sounds of the little girl lifting the quilt, walking down the ground, and entering the warm water.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and he lowered his eyes with scorn in his eyes.

Qing Nuan, what are you doing... to your natal beast...