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Chapter Thirty-Four

Qi Tian didn't understand why Jin Wuming was like this, and Jin Wuming was obviously a little angry and let go of Qi Tian's mouth and said, "I'll do it after reading it. Remember not to let the mother and daughter know, let alone let them see it."

After Jin Wuming finished speaking, he ran out like a scattered person, which made Qi Tian feel strange. At this time, Jin Ling also came out and asked with a puzzled look: "Xiao Qi, what did you call me just now? Did something happen?"

Qi Tian shook his head quickly. Although he didn't understand why Jin Wuming didn't let them know, Qi Tian still did what he did, quickly hid the book in his arms, and then said to Jin Ling: "Sister! I'll go out first."

After Qi Tian finished speaking, he ran out. Jin Ling felt a little strange, so he followed him quietly, but he didn't find anything wrong at all. He only saw Qi Tian looking for something along the river. Jin Ling stopped following him and turned home and still thought about the problems of one year and eighteen years old...

At night, Jin Ling finally couldn't help it. As soon as Qi Tian entered the door, she pulled him in, and then asked in a low voice: "Xiao Qi, I'm already eighteen years old, but you haven't even reached one year old. We have such a big age difference, will you dislike your sister?"

"How could I dislike my sister? My sister has thought too much. I am not a normal person. My age doesn't mean to me. I won't think about these things in the future!"

Jinling's eyes were a little blurred, and she hugged Qi Tian tightly, and asked again: "Don't you really dislike it?"

Qi Tian gently pushed away the golden bell, and said with a bit of determination in his eyes: "Never, sister, don't think about these things in the future. Come and see this, do you like it?"

Qi Tian took out a transparent little thing from his arms and handed it to Jinling's hand. Jinling looked carefully and found that it was a transparent crystal. This kind of crystal was very common. Everyone said it was a star that fell from the world, but this crystal had been carved, and it was carved like the golden ring.

"You're going to do this all afternoon?"

Qi Tian nodded and said, "Today is my sister's birthday, and I have nothing to give it to me, so I thought of this, but this thing is not easy to carve, so I broke a few of them."

Jinling looked at the crystal stone again. The carving was very vivid. It was not because Qi Tian was a genius in his skill, but because Jinling's appearance was always in his heart, and Jinling occupies the first place in his heart. How can he not be vivid? If a real carving master would not be damaged at all, he could carve an object.

"Thank you, my sister likes it very much."

Qi Tian hugged Jin Ling in his arms and kissed her, and then said, "Go to bed early!"

Jin Ling nodded, and when she suddenly thought of a question on the bed, she asked: "Xiao Qi, you grow so fast, won't you become an old man in a while, right?"

Qi Tian laughed: "No, I can feel that I will not grow any longer. If I really become an old man, I will not call you sister, but call me little sister instead."

"Oh, hate..."

Late at night, Jin Ling suddenly woke up and found that Qi Tian was no longer by her side. She turned around and found that Qi Tian was reading a book on the table, and she was still chanting: "What kind of martial arts is so strange?"

I had read the book a long time ago, but Qi Tian still couldn't figure it out. It seemed that the body was not like it. It was said that it was refining Qi and only had movements. If it was mental power, it would be even more unspeakable. Qi Tian couldn't figure out what was special about it after looking at it. Because Qi Tian was too devoted to thinking, he never noticed that Jin Ling had arrived behind him.

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