My Girl and Tenderness

None of them had the last name Qin, so they probably didn't have any background. Such a girl was totally unworthy of his son, even if they had fought side by side and had feelings for each other, he couldn't make an exception.

Let me be the overbearing parent. For the sake of my son's future, I have to let the girl suffer.

Sighed softly.

There is a difference between immortals and mortals, and the hierarchy in the world of immortal cultivation is also strict. Even the slightest wrong step can lead to serious consequences.

……

"I am back."

Qin Kong returned home after searching for the blonde nun in vain. As soon as he got home, Xiao Qian ran out to greet him with her hair loose. Her indifferent eyes were gentle and she smiled at him.

"Brother, you are back."

"Xiao Qian? Didn't Aunt Hong say you went to school?"

"It's just a gathering in the playground. It's not interesting. I came back. Brother, why haven't you had breakfast yet? Let me heat it up for you. It's almost noon. What should I do if I'm hungry?"

Xiao Qian complained softly, looking like a virtuous young wife, very lovable.

While she was turning around, he walked up to her quickly with a smile and put his arms around her slender waist.

"what?"

Xiao Qian felt like she was flying into the air, her two little feet dangling in the air. When she was picked up by him, her feet couldn't touch the ground at all.

"Really? Stop it."

She patted his arm gently, her eyes full of helplessness towards this big bad guy. If it was her little cousin, she would have punched and kicked him long ago, but Xiao Qian was his extremely obedient little wife, so it didn't matter if she went a little too far.

Qin Kong smiled and said——

"What's wrong with me? Can't I hug my lovely little sister Qian?"

"I also have to heat up your meals and take care of you."

I want to be better to him, better and better, to put all my care on him, and to devote my heart to the man who gave me a home.

There was really no other way, she still wanted to ask Aunt Hong for help——

"Sister Hong, look at him..."

However, Aunt Hong came out of the kitchen with a giggle and said -

"I'll just heat up the food for him, Xiao Qian, you play with him first."

"..." The petite little girl who was held like a doll was speechless.

211. Go to the hot springs with Mulan

Qin Kong looked at his wife who was busy for him again. He felt her mystery from the very beginning. Actually, she didn't mean to hide it. I remember she said at the very beginning that as long as I asked, I could get all the answers.

Although it was about Mulan, Qin Kong also understood that Aunt Hong was using Mulan to talk about herself. As long as he asked, Aunt Hong would tell him everything.

Then why don't you ask yourself?

The first reason may be that he is lazy and doesn’t care about these things. He used to be like this when he was with his friends. He didn’t ask where they came from or what they did at home. He just looked at the other person and made friends if they got along well.

This seemed unbelievable in the eyes of his parents, who always complained that he knew nothing when answering his friends' questions.

But that’s not the case.

Although he didn't know everyone's origins, he knew what kind of people they were. There were memories between them, and these two things had nothing to do with anything else and were real.

That's enough.

It was the same with Aunt Hong. Where she came from and how many mysteries she had were irrelevant to him. What he knew was how good she was to him, and that she cared about him more than herself. This kind of love was nakedly displayed, and he could do whatever he wanted with it.

These memories and feelings have become treasures between them and will never be separated.

So what else is there to ask?

He was not disturbed by Aunt Hong's mystery, the love between them could offset everything.

Hmm... Thinking about it this way, was she doing this on purpose? As long as she had already made it a done deal with him and won him over physically and mentally, she would not have to worry even if he later found out that she was an imposter?

This virtuous wife of mine actually has a lot of evil thoughts.

If that's the case, then what my good brother said is true.

I can't beat her at all.

He called her a little awkwardly -

"Wife."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Aunt Hong looked back from the kitchen. This guy wouldn't tease her again in front of Xiao Qian, would he? Xiao Qian was still virgin, so would this be too exciting?

Fortunately, Qin Kong did not make any move, but just held Xiao Qian in his arms and sat in his seat, saying to her -

"I can't escape from your clutches now. You've turned me into a depraved harem man. You have to be responsible for me for the rest of my life."

"..." Listening to Qin Kong's antics, Aunt Hong laughed in the kitchen, brought out the food, took off her apron, and gently hugged him from behind with her graceful body, saying -

"It's me. I can't leave you anymore. It was you who seduced me first, and now you're the one who's accusing me first...Hubby, you can't leave me, otherwise...I'll go crazy."

go Ape?

Qin Kong blinked and looked back at Aunt Hong. Could she, who was always gentle and calm, go crazy? What would that look like? Smashing some furniture or something?

Xiao Qian saw that he was about to forget to eat again, so she held her hands and scratched her chin and touched her head, treating her like a cat.

"Brother! It's time to eat!"

"Oh, okay, don't worry."

Qin Kong ate happily. He was carefree and didn't take his mother's words to heart. Anyway, he was very satisfied with Aunt Hong now, and the original blind date... since she ran away, she must be dissatisfied with him. There was nothing wrong with him choosing Aunt Hong.

He said while eating -

"Oh, honey, Mulan just told me that she wants to take me to the hot springs."

Lingquan is probably a hot spring, right? Qin Kong just said this casually. If Mulan heard it, she would definitely be speechless. This guy made the journey to the secret realm sound like a trip.

"Well, go ahead. You brothers haven't seen each other for a long time. This time you should go and get along well with Mulan and have fun for a few more days. I'm at home."

Listening to Aunt Hong's gentle words, which were so considerate, his ears softened, and he hugged Xiao Qian and leaned back on her delicate body, saying -

"It's a pity that I can't take you there, Aunt Hong. It is said that only students can enter there. Aunt Hong, you should be considered a senior... ahem, senior, right?"

Qin Kong felt a slender hand suddenly touching his neck, and he shuddered all over, but when he saw Aunt Hong's expression, it was still so "gentle".

Shivering.

She just smiled and said:

"Oh, what's the point of being senior or not? I'm your wife, there's no need to use honorifics. After all, we are 'peers'."

"..." This sentence is definitely a lie, right? Even if Qin Kong used his toes to think, he should know that his wife must be an old monster, right?

But as the saying goes, a woman three years older than a man is likely to bring him gold bricks. Aunt Hong is probably already a gold star, and he is making a lot of money... So can you please take your hands off my neck?

A drop of cold sweat flowed down Qin Kong's forehead.

It seems that even a girl like Aunt Hong cares about age.

"Cuckoo."

The roast chicken poked its head out of the nest.

Spiritual spring? My realm has been broken through so quickly and I have just transformed. Maybe it would be a good idea to go and soak in it.

Thinking of this, it jumped out of the nest, ran wildly on the ground with its two short legs, rushed to his side, skillfully grabbed his trouser legs and climbed into his arms, stepping on Xiao Qian's head and cooing to him.

"what happened?"

Qin Kong looked at it in confusion and took it off Xiao Qian's head.

It was Aunt Hong who cleared up his confusion——

"It wants to go with you, too."

"Ah? But can we bring it in?"

"Take it with you, husband. Have you forgotten that it originally belonged to the Immortal Cultivation School? It must have some connections. It shouldn't be a problem."

"right."

Qin Kong then remembered that his free-range chickens actually originally worked for the Xiuxian School and were very familiar with the place.

Then take it with you.

He doted on his little bird very much, letting it eat any fruit it wanted and feeding it until its belly was round and big every time.

Pat its head and scratch its belly.

The roast chicken lifted its butt comfortably and shook its tail feathers, making a long and melodious cooing sound.

“……”Is this little bird in heat?

Xiao Qian felt something strange when watching the performance of the Braised Chicken.

Forget it.

She shook her head and said to Qin Kong -

"By the way, brother, I want to publish a paper, is that ok?"

"Ah? Thesis?"

Qin Kong tilted his head and said -

“Why do you need to ask me when publishing a paper?”

Even if you want to be his wife, you don't have to be so cautious. Just make your own decisions about your studies.

Xiao Qian waved her hand and said——

"No, what I want to publish is what my brother wrote in the manuscript. I compiled an article and want to publish it jointly with my brother."

"I, your brother, haven't even registered for university yet, so how can I publish a paper?"

He smiled and shook his head, saying -

"To be honest, I don't understand any of that stuff. It's just some dream talk. I'd be embarrassed if you posted it under my name. Xiao Qian, you should sign it yourself. I won't use it."

"Oh."

Xiao Qian did not insist, she knew her husband was more concerned about whether the game character was strengthened. Anyway, the purpose of her submitting the paper was just to get the teachers to agree to study on her own.

It’s not enough to just win the competition, then publishing a paper with a little influence should be enough.

I can save my class time to spend with him.

Xiao Qian had beautiful thoughts and did not consider at all what kind of uproar the proposal of the mass-energy equation would cause.

212. Fighting against the gods with mortal strength

White walls, white floors, researchers in white coats coming and going. She was wearing a black cloak, a mask on her face, and her hands were tucked into her clothes, making it impossible to see her movements clearly.

As she passed by, there was a slight chill in the air and water vapor condensed under her feet.

Such an outfit seemed so out of place in this place, but the people around her were not surprised by her, obviously they were very familiar with her.

"Lord Bingjie."

The bandaged female soldier saw the person coming towards her and stood at attention and saluted. Her resolute expression showed joy, yet a little sadness.

Bingjie nodded and said:

"Xiaoyan, what are the data results this time?"

"The dean said it was good, but..."

"only?"

Liu Yan pursed her lips and said——

"It seems like everyone has somewhat...lost confidence."

"..." Bingjie's expression was hidden by the mask. After hearing Liu Yan's words, he just stood there silently.