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"No……"

"Don't use the way of perfunctory others to perfuse me, you can be regarded as I grew up watching, I still don't know what you think?" Nan Wangshu was interrupted by Xue Wuyou as soon as he said: "Speak , Which senior brother did you fall in love with recently? I promise you that I won’t tell you Brother Shen Huai!”

"Oh, it's really not there," Nan Wangshu dared to say that the object of his love is never to give up, he just pretended to be indifferent: "I'm just curious, what is it like to like someone."

Hearing the words, Xue Wuyou nodded, but her eyes were meaningful: "Is that so, did you understand just now?"

Nan Wangshu gave a "tsk" sound: "I seem to understand, but I don't understand. I haven't liked anyone before, so I can't experience it personally."

"Yes, you are still young, so there is no rush."

"It's so small, those girls and children who are as old as me at the bottom of the mountain can run all over the ground."

"That's them and not you," Xue Wuyou casually picked a flower from the side of the path and stuck it on Nan Wangshu's temple, "You are the adopted daughter of the Wuqing sect who was once the number one sect in cultivating immortals. Naturally, it is different from those mortals. But Xiaoshu, if you are sure that you have someone you like in the future, you must tell me as soon as possible."

Nan Wangshu sighed, and no longer pretended to be innocent by covering his eyes under the darkness of night: "I don't even know who I can like."

Xue Wuyou: "You can like anyone."

As soon as these words came out, Nan Wangshu was stunned for an instant. She looked at Xue Wuyou's bright smile at the corners of her brows and eyes, and always felt that there was something in her words, so she asked uncertainly, "Whoever you like...is fine?"

"Of course, you can like anyone who has no clear background."

"No, not everyone can like it." Nan Wangshu shook his head, lowered his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "If there is only one person, he can't."

"Who is it?" Xue Wuyou asked, "The master?"

"Ah."

"Why not?"

"Because he is my adoptive father."

"Old-fashioned." Xue Wuyou couldn't help laughing: "The head is your adoptive father, and he has no blood relationship with you, why can't you like it? Besides, you are standing with him now. If we don't tell you, no one else will know. He is your adoptive father."

Nan Wangshu still shook his head: "That, that is also impossible, the world cannot accept it."

"Not many people in the world know about the relationship between you two. Even if you two are together, no one can make irresponsible remarks." Xue Wuyou took Nan Wangshu's hand and patted: "Just like this Let’s just say, among the surviving sects of cultivating immortals, the head of one sect has married his righteous daughter.”

Nan Wangshu was shocked: "Really? Which sect?"

Xue Wuyou tilted her head and thought for a while: "It seems to be the head of Penglai Xianshan. More than ten years ago, he married his adopted daughter. The two have been together since they got married. They are very affectionate and praised by everyone in the world. Of course It is impossible to say that there is no gossip, but people are not affected."

When Nan Wangshu heard this, his heart suddenly jumped up: "Then, what if those gossips are too unpleasant?"

"If it's ugly, it's ugly. The relationship belongs to the two of them. Why do you care so much?" Xue Wuyou stopped in her tracks, turned around and stared straight at Nan Wangshu's hesitant eyes: "So, are you Admit that you like the head?"

"I..." Nan Wangshu's heart suffocated for a moment, and then he realized that what Xue Wuyou said to her just now was a trick for her!
"You what?" Xue Wuyou said with a proud expression, "You just said that you like the head of the sect?"

"I..." Nan Wangshu couldn't speak, he bit his lip and lowered his head tightly.

Xue Wuyou didn't force her either: "I know even if you don't tell me, Shen Huai and I have already noticed that there is something wrong between you and the sect leader."

Nan Wangshu: "Then you..."

"We don't think there is anything." Xue Wuyou rubbed the top of Nan Wangshu's head reassuringly: "Emotions are a surprise. None of us can predict who we will like in the future, except those who are not Apart from the relationship that was violated, why not other things? You and the first sect leader have no blood relationship, and the two have been separated for three full years, so the relationship between the righteous father and the righteous daughter has long been weaker than water."

"Having said that, on the side of foster father, I don't think he will allow me to like him."

"How do you know if you haven't tried it? Anyway, good or bad, he is reluctant to drive you away. What if it doesn't work now?" Xue Wuyou's attitude was very optimistic, and she looked straight into Nan Wangshu's heart with eyes full of encouragement: " Sister Wuyou and Brother Shen Huai both support you! If there are any gossips at that time, we will leave it to the two of us to deal with it, and you can go after the leader without worry!"

That night, Xue Wuyou's words gave Nan Wangshu great confidence. After thinking about it secretly for a long time, she finally mustered up the courage to test Wen Buqi.

I vaguely remember that it was a sunny afternoon, when Nan Wangshu ran to the top of Fengxue Mountain to climb a tree to pick fruit, he accidentally stepped on a branch and almost fell from the tree. Fortunately, Wen Buqi arrived in time and connected her to the arms.

Nan Wangshu looked at Wen Buqi's handsome, cold and charming face, suppressed his heartbeat and asked, "Can I not call you foster father from now on?"

Wen Buqi put her down expressionlessly, and flicked her forehead with his knuckles: "Don't call me what my adoptive father called me? Do you want to usurp the throne?"

"No," Nan Wangshu shyly said, "I mean calling you by your name like everyone else."

"why?"

"There's no reason, I just want to call you that."

"No." Wen Buqi resolutely refused, raised his hand and plucked the reddest and largest fruit on the top of the tree, stuffed it into Nan Wangshu's arms, and walked down the mountain holding her hand: "The righteous father is the righteous father. Father, it is disrespectful to call me by my first name!"

Nan Wangshu muttered softly behind him: "Then you can't be a adoptive father..."

"If you don't become a foster father, what would you do?" Wen Buqi asked sharply.

Nan Wangshu didn't dare to say anything, he took a big bite of the sweet fruit and blocked his mouth.

The first trial ended in failure, Nan Wangshu was not reconciled, and then tried the second and third times, and finally Wen Buqi saw through his little thoughts at the fourth time, and scolded him severely.

"What is going on in your head every day? Are you stupid after practicing sword?"

"I'm not stupid, I just like you." Nan Wangshu stared at Wen Buqi stubbornly, his eyes were extremely firm.

"You," Wen Buqi was angry and helpless: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know. I'm 19 years old and I'm not a child anymore. I clearly know that I like you, and I don't want you to be my adoptive father anymore!"

"Shut up!" Wen Buqi stepped forward and covered Nan Wangshu's mouth and dragged her into a corner: "What are you shouting about? heart?"