How could he be the devil

Upon hearing this, Ling Yunle burst into tears again.

Xiao Chengying was really tempered by him, so she could only sigh and comfort her: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I like you, why don't you like me?"

Ling Yunle stopped crying when she heard the words she was satisfied with.

While wiping his tears, Xiao Chengying sighed helplessly, "Why do you have so many tears to shed? Are you not tired after crying for so long?"

Ling Yunle was silent for a moment, then shook her head.

This move made Xiao Chengying look at him helplessly, "Hey, be obedient, show me, if you are injured, you must treat it in time, otherwise you will not be able to grow your hair in the future."

Sure enough, after hearing Xiao Chengying's words, Ling Yunle hesitated.

Xiao Chengying curled his lips and saw his careful thinking, "Do you want to be bald all your life and live with your head covered all your life?"

Ling Yunle hesitated again and again, and finally put down her hands.

As soon as those hands left the top of her head, Xiao Chengying saw a hole in the middle of Ling Yunle's beautiful long hair.

It's not that there is no hair from the forehead as Xiao Chengying imagined, it's just that the top part of the head is bald, but fortunately, the place that Xiao Guiying plucked has regrowth after a few days, revealing black hair stubble Son.

Ling Yunle whispered: "Isn't it... ugly?"

His voice was weak, and he even hiccupped, looking miserable.

Xiao Chengying tidied his hair, brushed back the broken hair on his forehead, and quickly covered the bald spot.

"It's okay, hair will grow back soon, don't worry." Xiao Chengying said.

Ling Yunle breathed a sigh of relief, as if a drooping heart had let go.

Soon, Ling Yunle's complexion became ugly again, and he began to cry, and said, "You don't want me anymore, what's the use of my hair growing out?"

Xiao Chengying rolled her eyes at him fiercely, and tugged at his arm, "Yeah, I don't want you anymore, what are you still doing here, hurry up and go back to your demon clan."

Seeing that those big black eyes were about to be flooded with water again, Xiao Chengying sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, don't cry, there are so many tears. I didn't say I don't want you, all day long I know how to cry."

Ling Yunle's eyes blinked and blinked, and it took a long time before she hiccupped and said, "You...do you want me to be your concubine?"

In the past, Xiao Chengying would definitely have laughed out loud when she heard this, but now, Xiao Chengying only felt a little annoyed.

Xiao Chengying glared at him, "Yeah, why? Are you still not happy?"

Ling Yunle lowered her eyes, her petite appearance seemed to be really thinking, okay!
Xiao Chengying poked his forehead, "Ling Yunle! Are you crazy?"

The young man raised his head in astonishment, and looked at her very puzzled, "I don't want to, but if... that's the only way to stay by your side, I... I... I'm not unwilling either."

If that's the only way, he will try his best to run Xiao Mojin away, and he can't make that kid sit on an equal footing with him.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Xiao Chengying felt helpless, "Ling Yunle, you are really..."

She was so angry that she couldn't even finish her sentence.

Ling Yunle took her hand, "But...you can't let my son call him dad, no!"

Xiao Chengying glared at him, "Ling Yunle, did I have to do this? Don't you know why? A Ying has no father since she was a child, and do you know how many people have to be looked down upon outside? Do you never care? ? You only care that your things cannot be taken by others, have you ever cared about how our mother and I live? "

This questioning left Ling Yunle speechless.

In fact, Xiao Chengying also understood that these things cannot be blamed on Ling Yunle's head, but all the grievances of her waiting for him and missing him for so many years came up at this moment.

She knew how hurtful such words were, but she couldn't help saying them.

Ling Yunle lowered her head, this time she didn't cry like before.

After a long, long time, Ling Yunle finally said, "I'm sorry, Cheng Ying, it's all my fault, I'm sorry. If...if you are living well now and don't want to see me, I can...leave. I am sorry for you, I I know that I am not qualified to ask you to do anything, I know that I am not qualified to ask Ah Ying to call others, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

He said sorry, like a knife, cutting open the scabbed wound on Xiao Chengying's heart layer by layer, revealing the flesh and blood that had been hidden for a long time.

Xiao Chengying gritted her teeth and hugged him.

She had wanted to do this for a long time, it was better not to say anything, just hug him like this.

Xiao Chengying wasn't blaming him, but she didn't know who to blame.

If Ling Yunle hadn't sent her back to Yingchun Peak back then, such a moment would never have happened now, and that cute brat would never have been born.

Perhaps, these are all due to Ling Yunle, but what about the grievances she has suffered in these years?
But... what about Ling Yunle's grievances?
Xiao Chengying's heart began to ache again, as if she was going to torture her to death, the pain was out of control.

How did he live?
How did he turn into a little black bird and was still dirty when Xiao Guiying brought it back? What did he go through?
Xiao Chengying knew that what he had experienced would definitely not be much better than hers, so he felt wronged.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Xiao Chengying said one by one.

She hugged the person she cherished most distressedly, weeping uncontrollably.

Ling Yunle was crying tremblingly, "Cheng Ying, it's not your fault, it's me, it's my fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't... I shouldn't blame you, I'm sorry... Cheng Ying, please forgive me... don't drive me away, I don't want any status, I just want to stay... by your side, just look at you, even from a distance, please Please……"

Xiao Chengying sniffed, forced her choked voice, and said in a low voice: "I didn't marry Xiao Mojin, A Le, I won't drive you away."

These words are like a ray of light to redeem Ling Yunle, shining on his desolate heart that has been dusty for a long time, and warming his heart.

But on second thought, he felt sad again.

I feel sorry for Xiao Chengying.

If Xiao Chengying wasn't with Xiao Mojin, and didn't have that seemingly happy life, then she...had been waiting for him all these years?

"Cheng Ying, I..." I don't deserve it at all. I'm not a good husband or a good father. I don't deserve to be treated like this at all.

Xiao Chengying raised her head and kissed him lightly on the corner of the lips.

Ling Yunle stared at her blankly, with a stream of light in her eyes, "Cheng Ying, Cheng Ying..."

He called Xiao Chengying's name one after another, as if he wanted to call all those days that he hadn't called in these years.

Xiao Chengying responded to him with a smile on his face, "I'm here, Ale, I'm here...don't leave me again, I really...have waited too long."

Yes, it was too long, the time they were together was so short, but there was so many years between them.

Two years of acquaintance, one year of marriage, five years of separation, half a year of reunion, and separation...that is six years.

They always gather less and leave more.

Rao Xiao Chengying, who never thinks that the relationship should be sweet and greasy together, can't bear such a separation.

Fortunately... Fortunately, God has eyes, and finally returned her Ling Yunle to her.

Ling Yunle nodded over and over again, "I won't, I won't again, Cheng Ying, I will never leave you, I promise, I won't leave."

Xiao Chengying nodded, with tears in her eyes, "Okay, Ale, I know, I know."

In the end, neither of the two people said any harsh words, they just hugged each other, silent, fighting against the sadness of being separated for so many years.

When the sky was getting dark, Xiao Guiying was brought back from the outside by Xiao Mojin.

As soon as they entered the door, one big and one small saw the two hugging each other.

Xiao Chengying, the mother, naturally felt embarrassed, and left in a hurry.

But Ling Yunle is shameless, especially in front of her rivals, she can't show weakness.

He looked at Xiao Chengying aggrievedly, his eyes seemed to be pulled out, and they were attached to Xiao Chengying's body.

Xiao Guiying exclaimed, "Who are you? Why are you... why are you in my mother's room?"

Xiao Mojin, on the other hand, was stunned the moment he saw Ling Yunle.

He didn't expect, he didn't expect why Ling Yunle would appear here, he didn't even think... Ling Yunle was still alive.

Ling Yun glared angrily at the stupefied Xiao Mojin, and quickly put on a smiling face, wanting to get up and hug Xiao Guiying, but only then did she realize that she was in an embarrassing situation.

Helpless, he could only tighten the coat on his body, looked at Xiao Guiying helplessly, and whispered, "Aying, your name is Aying, right? Come here, come here and give me a hug."

This was probably the most speechless thing Xiao Chengying had ever heard.

How can there be such a father in this world, it is really unreasonable to ask the child to come over and give him a hug.

Sure enough, Xiao Guiying's eyes widened, and he looked at Ling Yunle with the eyes of a strange person, "Who are you, you strange uncle, you are so annoying."

Upon hearing this, Ling Yunle's entire face collapsed, and he said unhappily: "You...you are not allowed to call me uncle, I am not uncle, I am your father!"

Xiao Guiying was even more angry, holding Xiao Mojin's hand in his hand, and said angrily: "No, no, I have a father, don't talk nonsense, mother, he... he scolded me, he said he was My father!"

Xiao Chengying rubbed the center of her brows, a little annoyed by the loud noises.

But this matter has to be resolved after all, and Ling Yunle cannot be allowed to accompany them without status.

Besides, Xiao Mojin can't be her fake husband for the rest of his life, nor can he be Xiao Guiying's fake father for the rest of his life.

Xiao Chengying said: "Aying, come here."

The little boy staggered to Xiao Chengying's side, and hugged Xiao Chengying's leg.

Xiao Chengying bent down to pick him up, pointed to Ling Yunle, and said: "He is really your father, you go and hug him, okay?"

Xiao Guiying's tears of grievance were about to fall, her cheeks were bulging, "No, no... I have a daddy, I don't want to hug him, he is a bad guy, a monster, I don't want it, I don't want it..."

Probably because Xiao Chengying was not taught very well since childhood. Xiao Guiying once asked Xiao Chengying what a monster is.

Xiao Chengying said perfunctorily that the ones who are particularly good-looking are monsters.

Therefore, although Xiao Guiying did not see the process of Ling Yunle's transformation, he instinctively thought that this extremely beautiful young man was a monster!
Ling Yunle didn't know the meaning of this, thinking that her son was disgusted by her lack of hair on the top of her head, and tears started to fall down again.

Xiao Chengying had fantasized about this scene before, after all, according to Ling Yunle's crying nature, such a situation didn't seem to be anything new.

But Xiao Chengying just thought about the way Ling Yunle and Xiao Guiying cried together, but she didn't expect Ling Yunle to be deadlier than Xiao Guiying. This child hasn't started crying yet, but just pretending. Dad started crying.

I don't know if Ling Yunle's crying scared Xiao Guiying, and Xiao Guiying also started crying.

Xiao Mojin stood at the door, looking at what happened in the room with some astonishment.

After a long time, his eyes dimmed, and he felt that he didn't seem suitable to stay here, so he whispered, "Master, I... I'm going out first."

Xiao Chengying was just upset, so she nodded at Xiao Mojin, "Okay, I'll talk to you about the rest after I finish dealing with the two of them."

Xiao Mojin naturally knew what happened after Xiao Chengying said.

He was silent for a long time before finally saying, "I see."

Ling Yunle watched Xiao Mojin go out, and the voice that was crying so hard just now weakened a little.

It was Xiao Guiying's crying that overwhelmed him.

Xiao Chengying helplessly threw Xiao Guiying to Ling Yunle, and let the two of them hug and cry together.

She was really tired. Although she only had one child, it was no different from raising two children.

On the contrary, the big one is more powerful than the small one.

Xiao Chengying sat aside and watched the father and son on the couch, crying one by one.

After crying for a long time, Xiao Guiying couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't cry anymore, sobbing and questioning, "Why are you crying? You are so noisy!"

When I had cried enough, I started yelling at others.

Not to be outdone, Ling Yunle wiped away her tears and said, "You bully me, why can't I cry?"

Xiao Guiying gritted her teeth, and said angrily: "Didn't you say that you are my father? Liar, how can... How can a father cry like you? You are... a liar, Still a... monster liar!"

When Ling Yunle heard this, she felt even more aggrieved, "I am not a monster, I am not, you are not allowed to slander me, I hate it!"

For a while, Xiao Chengying couldn't tell the difference. When these two people get together, who is more like a child!

Seeing Xiao Chengying's face watching a play, Ling Yunle quickly jumped off the couch, walked in three steps at a time, walked to Xiao Chengying's side, and threw herself into her arms.