Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo thinks her father is too young. Even if she studies all her life, how can she compare with yunqingrang who has seen countless unique classics in the sky and on the earth.

Therefore, when the two met under the willow at the entrance of the residential village, Xia Qingluo glared at him, "is it fun to fool my father?"

"Huyou?" Yunqing asked him not to know why.

"I'm afraid you've read all the ancient and modern classics, but you pretend you don't know much. You're also open-minded to ask my father for advice, and you've seen * * from time to time. What's this not a flicker?"

Yunqing let him understand. He raised his lips and smiled. His picturesque eyebrows and eyes were serious, "I respect your father very much."

Ah, respect?

Xia Qingluo was stunned.

"On the second day I came here, I learned all the knowledge I could understand. I found that many excellent classics and documents have been lost. I know that history is moving forward and mankind is making continuous progress. However, this progress and progress is not achieved by losing valuable cultural treasures... Therefore, through my mouth and uncle's hand, I can make these achievements Why not pick up the treasures bit by bit? "

Yun qingrang's voice was very light, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Xia Qingluo's heart.

"So what you said at the table just now is true," she asked involuntarily.

"What I said to my uncle is from the bottom of my heart. Now there are too few people like my uncle to study at ease, so I really respect him."

Xia Qingluo's face is a little red.

But Yun qingrang's words really moved her. Unexpectedly, the proud God could still have such an idea.

Yunqingrang still has this side.

Just now she was a villain to treat the belly of a gentleman.

But losers don't lose.

She glanced sideways at Yun qingrang and pretended to disdain, "you are tens of thousands of years old and still pretend to be tender in front of my father? Uncle, you didn't yell."

Yunqing let a faint smile, stretched out her hand and rubbed Xia Qingluo's hair. She said slowly, "if you count like this, you're older than me. Don't you still call him dad?"

Xia Qingluo opened his hand and stared at Yun qingrang. Naturally, she didn't agree, "I'm reincarnation. I'm only 19 years old."

"Well, you're only 19 years old. You're young and vigorous. Only I'm very old..." Yunqing said reluctantly, stroking the hand quilt beaten by Xia Qingluo. The soft touch is like the night wind. He remembered something. He spoke softly and was careful, "I want to tell you something."

"What's up, you say." Xia Qingluo's mood was much better, and her tone was a little relaxed.

"I plan to go to the place of chaos in a few days." Yunqing asked her to stare at her and speak softly.

"The land of chaos, what do you do in the land of chaos?"

"It is said that the chaotic heart of the chaotic land can be used as the body of God. Fengxi's yuan God woke up immediately. I want to find her a suitable body..."

Xia Qingluo's face suddenly cooled down. With a click, she broke the little stick she had just played with. The night was not cold, but she spread a boundless cold in her body.

Yunqing immediately noticed that what he was going to say suddenly stopped. He looked at Xia Qingluo with deep eyes, "are you angry?"

Xia Qingluo took a deep breath, raised her face and said with a smile, "I'm not angry. I'm very happy." she leaned lazily against the willow behind her, looked at the note of the willow, stirred the silent lake, and opened her mouth carelessly, "there's no need to tell me what you love and where you love, which has nothing to do with me..."