Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

At night, Lin Jinan lies down early and sleeps with her eyes closed.

Fang Qingyue hugged him from behind, and he knew everything in the daytime, "since I don't like Huarong, why should I pay attention to him?"

Although Huarong talks a little more and her temperament is annoying, her mind is simple and she is a good man in her heart.

To kill a mortal is a very simple thing for the gods.

If Huarong wanted to, he had 10000 ways to make himself disappear.

After listening to the youth's analysis, Fang Qingyue said fondly, "well."

The dream continues, and Lin Jinan is like watching a serial TV series.

Fang Qingyue's internal injury was healed. Xuanming Zun intended to accept the apprentice, but the young man was unwilling.

If he had been the disciple of the immortal, his accomplishments would certainly have gone a long way.

But what about Xiaobai? The gap between them will only grow bigger and bigger. He has become an immortal. Xiaobai is still an ordinary rabbit.

If Xiaobai died, next reincarnation, let him never find again how to do?

"Why are you so stubborn? You know, people outside can't get into my eyes even though they have broken their heads." The gray haired old man is a little angry. For thousands of years, the young man can make his mood fluctuate.

Fang Qingyue pacifies the rabbit who shivers in his arms. He raises his eyes and looks at the old man discontentedly, "Reverend, you scared him."

Lin Jinan is very happy. He is protected by his own man and bathed in a full sense of security.

The old man took a deep breath. He looked at the boy and the rabbit in his arms, "huaxingguo."

He said only three words, and he held the boy.

As a result, Fang Qingyue became the great disciple of xuanming Zun.

The rabbit changed its shape, and the little boy with a good appearance was held in the palm of his hand by Fang Qingyue.

He asked naively, "moon, can I eat that flower?"

The little boy pointed at the lotus, his mouth opened slightly, and his mouth was about to flow out.

"Xiaobai, the one who doesn't eat." Fang Qingyue rubs his hair with a smile and takes out a small green bottle from his arms.

The little boy took the elixir as a sugar bean. He wrinkled his face. The white ball was not delicious at all, "moon, bitter..."

Small face wrinkled, he opened his mouth, will spit out the things in his mouth.

"Xiaobai, don't vomit." Fang Qingyue snapped. He reached out to cover his mouth.

The boy blinked and was about to cry.

He was attacked by the moon

Fang Qingyue was silly. The little boy looked at him quietly with tears in his eyes.

Eyes are red, but still stubborn will not fall down.

Fang Qingyue is anxious to coax him. His two lips stick together and startle the young boy's tears.

“……” Xuanming Zun was looking for his apprentice everywhere. He found the lotus pond and saw two people embracing each other.

The old man covered his eyes and his face turned red.

The plants that have opened their minds have turned around one after another. They are still children who have not been cultivated for a hundred years.

"Are you still crying?" Fang Qingyue, separated from the little boy, panted slightly.

He pressed Xiaobai's ear and threatened, "if I don't obey next time, I'll bully you just like that."

Lin Jinan swallows saliva, he likes the young version of Fang Qingyue.

The serious and deceiving teenager is a little cute, as if pinching his face with his hands.

Xiaobai nodded his head, his cheek was covered with crimson, even the earlobe.

Fang Qingyue put the remaining elixir in the bottle on the palm of his hand, "come here."