How could he be the devil

Chapter 123 Recalling the Past

Xiao Chengying said helplessly, "Okay, I really don't understand why you have such a problem with him. I thought you just didn't like children at first, but now that he's grown up, you still don't like him."

Ling Yun said happily: "Whether he is a child or an adult, he is a rival in love. Who would like his rival in love?"

Xiao Chengying laughed a few times, and said: "You shouted one by one in love, but you just said, did he rob your wife?"

"He just didn't grab it!" Ling Yunle said solemnly, "If I wasn't so good, do you think he wouldn't grab it?"

"Maybe, you are such an unsteady person, maybe you will be snatched away." Ling Yunle continued to murmur in a low voice, as if she was worried that Xiao Chengying would hear her and make her angry. extremely small.

Xiao Chengying raised her hand and rubbed his head, "Is it because I slapped you twice? I've said it several times, I didn't slap you because of Xiao Mojin, but because...you are too nonsense. "

Leaving aside these two slaps, Ling Yunle wasn't that angry yet, but when she mentioned it, Ling Yunle couldn't help feeling angry.

"I've always been so nonsense, and you've never hit me, why am I so nonsense right in front of Xiao Mojin? You're clearly biased, hum!!!" Ling Yunle became more and more angry as she spoke.

Xiao Chengying raised her eyebrows, "I didn't beat you before him? Are you sure?"

Ling Yunle was silent. Speaking of which, Xiao Chengying really beat him a lot.

He beat him both when there was Xiao Mojin and when there was no Xiao Mojin!

Especially in the year after the two got married, it was common for Xiao Chengying to beat him up.

A small beating every three days, and a big beating every five days.

The more Ling Yunle thought about it, the more wronged she felt, his father only hit him once, but Xiao Chengying was lucky, he hit him countless times.

This daughter-in-law can marry, he is too wronged!

Xiao Chengying saw that Ling Yunle's little expression became a little strange, she frowned immediately, realizing that she had said something wrong.

She laughed a few times and said, "Baby, are you... mad at me?"

Ling Yunle snorted, but didn't say anything, but his thoughts were written all over his face, and his displeasure was written all over.

Xiao Chengying was a little guilty, and said in a low voice: "There is an old saying in this world, you can't make a weapon if you don't fight, do you know that?"

At first, Ling Yunle was trying to hold back and didn't want to break up with her, but she was lucky, he didn't speak, and she kept talking more and more, "You... who wants to become a weapon? I don't need you to beat me up!"

Xiao Chengying lowered her eyes and scratched her head, feeling that she was indeed at a loss.

This time, Ling Yunle became even more angry, "What do you mean? Let me tell you a few words, are you still not happy?"

萧程盈摇摇头，尴尬的笑了笑，“这凡间都说，挨媳妇儿的揍，都不是懦弱，那叫疼爱。所谓，打是亲骂是爱，就是这么回事。”

Ling Yunle raised her eyebrows, and said angrily: "You mean, I can kiss you now, and love you?"

If Ling Yunle wanted to do this before, Xiao Chengying would not be unacceptable, as long as he didn't beat her to death, Xiao Chengying would always feel that he would pay him back.

But it's different now, she can't bear to worry a little bit, for fear that Ling Yunle will lose her child if she doesn't pay attention.

Xiao Chengying could only hold Ling Yunle's hand flatteringly, and blinked at him, "Can you bear it?"

Ling Yunle let go of her hand and said, "I see that when you beat me up, you never said you couldn't bear it."

Xiao Chengying scratched her head and said: "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, don't you see that I have received the punishment I deserve now? I have become a useless person, please forgive me!"

As soon as she said this, the sullenness on Ling Yunle's face disappeared immediately.

Why did Xiao Chengying become what he is now, and because he thought that whoever lost a golden core, Ling Yunle knew better than anyone else his cultivation.

He was silent for a while, and said: "Forget it, since you dote on me most of the time, I won't care about it with you."

Only then did Xiao Chengying breathe a sigh of relief, and said, "A Le really understands righteousness."

"Dogleg!" Ling Yunle said something disdainful, then rolled her eyes.

Xiao Chengying hurriedly said something else, "Hey, that painting on your wall looks good, please bring it here and show it to me."

It is true that Xiao Chengying is not arty, and he can't understand calligraphy and painting, so he can only watch the fun like a layman.

But at this moment, Xiao Chengying only wanted to divert Ling Yunle's attention, and didn't care about anything else.

Ling Yunle was very cooperative, and took a long leg to take down the painting hanging on the wall, and put it in front of Xiao Chengying.

Xiao Chengying touched the painting, and saw that it was quite old, she asked, "Is this drawn by your father?"

Ling Yunle shook her head, "I drew it, how about it?"

Although Ling Yunle tried his best to act indifferent, and even spoke in a calm and nonchalant way during the questioning, but his expression was not the same.

Ling Yunle's big eyes were filled with the look of 'if you say something ugly, you will die'.

Xiao Chengying looked funny, but the painting in front of her was really pretty.

In the painting is a beautiful figure with long black hair, standing beside a pool of clear water, with various flowers blooming on the bank of the pool, making the figure in the light green dress even more slender and pretty.

Xiao Chengying couldn't help asking: "Didn't you say that you haven't been here since your father died? Didn't your father die when you were very young, and you drew this when you were young?"

Ling Yunle nodded.

In Xiao Chengying's impression, although Ling Yunle is a Demon Lord, he is a useless Demon Lord. Ling Yunle has always been very unreliable as a Demon Lord.

Coupled with this kid's temperament, Xiao Chengying always felt that he should have been spoiled when he was a child, an ignorant master, but unexpectedly... the paintings he drew were really good.

Xiao Chengying pointed to the woman in the painting and asked, "Could this be the girl of your dreams?"

He started drawing girls at a young age, this kid is amazing!
Ling Yunle rolled her eyes and glared at her angrily, "I was only five years old when I drew this picture!"

Can draw such a picture at the age of five?

Xiao Chengying's eyes widened, a little surprised.

It's not that Xiao Chengying has any concept of ordinary people who learn painting, it's just that when she was young, she thought these boring things were meaningless, and she never liked learning.

Therefore, until now, Xiao Chengying can only draw a picture of a chicken pecking rice, and it may even be something that others cannot see... a picture of a chicken pecking rice!

Therefore, Xiao Chengying was undoubtedly shocked when she heard Ling Yunle say this.

After a while, she asked, "When you were five years old, did you have the girl of your dreams?"

Ling Yunle's face was so noble, no matter how Xiao Chengying thought about it, he didn't think he was such a precocious child.

But these words made Ling Yunle stare at him angrily, "Are you an idiot?"

Xiao Chengying tilted her head, "Why, am I wrong?"

Ling Yun said happily: "Of course it's wrong, I... this is my painting of my mother! Idiot!!!"

Mother!Xiao Chengying asked suspiciously: "Didn't you say that you have no impression of your mother?"

Ling Yunle glanced at her sideways, and said: "I don't have any impressions now, but it doesn't mean I didn't have any impressions when I was young. Besides, even if I don't know what my mother looks like, but you can see for yourself, this is a back view, let me imagine Is it okay?"

Xiao Chengying gently touched the pattern on the painting and the woman's back.

It is a bit pitiful for a five-year-old child to rely on his own imagination to draw the appearance of his mother.

Xiao Chengying held his hand and said, "Did you miss your mother very much when you were young?"

Although Ling Yunle's father doted on him to the extreme, every child would like his mother more.

Ling Yunle is naturally like this.

He still remembers that when he was a child, he saw other children being held by his parents, one on the left and one on the right, and the family lived in harmony.

Such a picture left a deep impression on the young Ling Yunle.

Ling Yunle also asked her father countless times, "Where did mother go? When will she come back?"

Probably because he was still young at that time, although for the demons, he was fully enlightened from the age of three, and by the age of five, he already understood the truth.

But his father protected him very strongly, and never gave him any chance to hurt Ling Yunle.

So he lied to Ling Yunle at that time, he said: "Your mother went to a far away place, and when Ale grows up, her mother will come back. So, Ale has to grow up faster, you know? "

Holding her father's hand, Ling Yunle secretly made up her mind that she must grow up quickly.

However, before he grew up and his mother hadn't come back, his father also left him.

At that time Ling Yunle was devastated, he was terrified, and when he saw his father die in front of him, he hid under the bed.

He watched his father fall down helplessly, looked at him, and signaled him not to make a sound.

It's hard for a small child.

Ling Yunle tightly covered her mouth, resisting the tears from falling down, which made him unable to bear the urge to cry and hiccup.

Until the person who scared him left, Ling Yunle didn't dare to come out from under the bed for a long time.

Ling Yunle was discovered later and rescued from under the bed.

At that time, he had already cried into a little weeping man, and the elders told Ling Yunle what the old devil had left for him before his death.

But Ling Yunle didn't have the slightest thought at all, he was frightened stupid.

The elders had no choice but to wait for Ling Yunle to recover a bit and plan accordingly.

At that time, he was really scared.

Suddenly, a hand was attached to the cheek, which startled Ling Yunle, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he had just been thinking about it, and actually shed tears unconsciously.

And the attached hand was Xiao Chengying's, and she was patiently wiping away Ling Yunle's tears.

"Baby, why are you crying? Did you think of something unhappy? If you are unhappy, we won't think about it anymore. Be good, don't cry, don't cry..." Xiao Chengying comforted him softly, treating him like a child Pampered, hurt.

Ling Yunle finally couldn't bear it anymore, and threw herself into Xiao Chengying's arms, holding her tightly.

Tears fell uncontrollably.

Xiao Chengying asked him, "What's the matter? What do you remember? Don't be afraid, I'll be with you!"

Originally, Ling Yunle was not that sad when he thought of the past, but at the moment when he hugged Xiao Chengying, he thought of how sad she would be if she died and left Xiao Chengying alone.

Thinking of this, Ling Yunle felt even more uncomfortable.

Even the more I thought about it, the sadder I became, and the more I thought about it, the more I cried.

Xiao Chengying didn't know what he was thinking, but just gently patted Ling Yunle's back, "Don't cry, my dear, you are such a big person, like a child, tell me, why are you so cute?"

What ordinary people think of as useless behavior is cute in Xiao Chengying's eyes. Ling Yunle raised her head and looked at her with a bit of grievance on her face.

Xiao Chengying wiped his tears patiently.

I have to say that Ling Yunle looked better when she was crying than when she was smiling.

The charming appearance is even more distressing.

Looking at him like this, Xiao Chengying really wanted to rub him into her arms, the kind that couldn't be separated.

But she was worried that Ling Yunle would be pressing down on the child, so she didn't do it.

Xiao Chengying teased him, "Look at you, crying, how sad is your mother when she sees it?"

Ling Yunle sniffed, and hiccupped while speaking, very cute, "My mother only saw...you can't see it, you...nonsense."

Xiao Chengying held his hand, pressed it on the painting, and said: "Who said I was talking nonsense? Look, isn't your mother here? In your painting, and in your heart. Although I didn't I have met your mother, but all mothers in this world are loving. I think your mother must be a very good woman. Such a good person, if he has no chance, will definitely spoil Ale to heaven! "

Ling Yunle blinked her eyes, her mouth was still slightly pouted, and she whispered, "Will you?"

Xiao Chengying scratched the tip of Ling Yunle's nose, "Of course, you are so cute. If I were your mother, I would definitely like you very much."

Ling Yunle curled her lips and said, "Who wants you to be my mother?"

Xiao Chengying couldn't help laughing, she was just talking, this kid is serious!

She smiled helplessly, "Although I don't have this opportunity, it's good to be your wife. Besides, you are so cute, and your future children must be as cute as you. Our two children... I... …I mean, when we have a baby, I'll pamper him."

These words made Ling Yunle's heart ache, and he said aggrievedly: "Is it possible that you only like children after you have children? You...you don't like me? No, you are not allowed to spoil others, You can only pamper me!"

(End of this chapter)