Hearing Yun Yanchu's words, Mo Zhifan immediately rubbed the place where he pinched Yun Yanchu, then imitated Yun Yanchu and pouted, raised his voice and said: "Senior Brother Three is wrong, can you forgive me, Junior Sister?" ~”
"Pfft——"
Seeing this scene before her, Chu Wanjun laughed unkindly.
When Mo Zhifan heard the laughter, he turned to look at Chu Wanjun who was laughing, still pouting.
Ling Chu Wanjun almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She raised one hand to cover her mouth to hold back her laughter, and waved the other hand and said, "Sit down, cough, sit down and eat quickly."
Mo Zhifan tilted his head and turned to look at Yun Yanchu.
Their eyes met, Mo Zhifan came to the table with Yun Yanchu in his arms.
A chair with a small ladder had already been placed beside the table. After putting Yun Yanchu down, the height at which he could sit up was just right.
Yun Yanchu sighed at the attentiveness of his senior sister and looked at the breakfast placed on the table, which was what Chu Wanjun often made in the previous life.
Except for Hua Rong, almost the other three people in the Qianming Sect grew up eating breakfast cooked by Chu Wanjun.
However, there were two people missing from the dining table at this time.
One is Shen Nanzhou who has not been reborn, and the other is Wei Siyou who has not yet joined the Ming Sect.
Wei Siyou was the youngest member of the sect before Yun Yanchu came.
He is now four years older than Yun Yanchu. Although he has become a disciple of Huarong, he has not yet joined the Ming Sect.
There are two reasons for this. One is that Wei Siyou was not Hua Rong's apprentice after meeting his eyes, and the other is that this little senior brother has been a natural medicine pot since he was born.
If you come to Qianming Sect before your body is well taken care of, you will fall ill and die in Qianming Sect.
There is no doctor in Qianming Sect, so if something happens, it will really be hopeless.
Hua Rong didn't want to cause big trouble, so he asked Wei Siyou's family to nurse him back to health before bringing him over.
Speaking of which, Yun Yanchu remembered that his little senior brother had a very powerful family background.
The young master of Beiwu Villa in Beizhou is the favorite of many sects in Beizhou.
As long as the young master of the village can be admitted into the sect, it is equivalent to winning over the entire Beiwu Villa as a backer.
But no one expected that this piece of cake would end up in the notorious Qian Ming Sect.
Although this breakfast was consistent with the memory, everyone at the table, except Xiao Hong, had their own thoughts.
There were only two words in Xiaohong's eyes: "Dry rice."
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Ever since Yun Yanchu came to Qianming Sect, Mo Zhifan and Chu Wanjun spent almost every day with Yun Yanchu.
So much so that Shen Nanzhou became increasingly puzzled by Yun Yanchu's existence.
At noon that day, while Yun Yanchu was taking a nap and Mo Zhifan and Chu Wanjun were not around.
Shen Nanzhou came to the side hall alone.
The gravel road in front of the side hall is winding, and at the corner there are two little sparrows standing on the tiles and chirping.
The sun is just right here, shining on the flowers and grass in front of the side hall, butterflies flying among the flowers, and the faint fragrance of flowers wafting out. The entire side hall has a pleasant and comfortable style.
After turning into the side hall, Shen Nanzhou saw a deck chair placed on the left side in front of the hall, and the sparse leaves of a small tree blocked some of the sunlight.
Some sunlight falls through the gap.
On the recliner, little Yanchu, wearing a pink and white skirt, was taking a nap with her eyes closed, her little head tilted slightly to one side, and a strand of black hair hanging down to cover her forehead.
Shen Nanzhou stopped when he was ten steps away from Xiao Yanchu. Xiao Yanchu was sleeping peacefully, like a docile little rabbit.
Shen Nanzhou looked at Xiao Yanchu, and suddenly a strange feeling arose in his heart. The scene in front of him seemed to be familiar to him.
But today is his first time here since Yun Yanchu came here.
He had never seen it before, so he was not familiar with it.
"Well……"
A soft cry pulled Shen Nanzhou out of his confusion.
He watched as Xiao Yanchu opened his eyes, sat up, stretched, yawned, stretched out his hand to rub his groggy eyes, and then looked in front of him.
Yun Yanchu was a little surprised when he saw Shen Nanzhou.
Shen Nanzhou stretched out his hand and put on a black cloak, and his neck was surrounded by a circle of black fur.
The color of his lips was slightly pale, which seemed incompatible with the warmth around him.
When he met Yun Yanchu's gaze, he looked away uncomfortably.
"Second Senior Brother~"
Yun Yanchu didn't seem to feel Shen Nanzhou's discomfort. He got off the recliner and ran directly towards Shen Nanzhou.
Seeing the little man getting off the swaying recliner, Shen Nanzhou unconsciously raised his hands.
When he saw her landing safely, he was annoyed by his own fuss and put his hand back into his cloak.
Yun Yanchu ran up to Shen Nanzhou with short legs and hugged Shen Nanzhou's thigh.
Seeing that Shen Nanzhou was not looking at him, he shook Shen Nanzhou's thigh and shouted again in a soft and waxy voice: "Second Senior Brother~"
Shen Nanzhou lowered his eyes and looked at Yun Yanchu, the coquettish voice still repeating in his mind.
Yun Yanchu blinked his black and white eyes and looked at Shen Nanzhou expectantly.
Shen Nanzhou's body stiffened, recalling in his mind Mo Zhifan's actions towards Yun Yanchu that day, he reached out his hand and rubbed Yun Yanchu's head mechanically.
"Brother, give me a hug~" Yun Yanchu looked up at Shen Nanzhou and stretched out his hands towards him, as if he was waiting for someone to hug him.
Shen Nanzhou never thought that the scene he came here today would turn out like this.
But when he met Yun Yanchu's expectant eyes, he unexpectedly lowered his head and picked up Yun Yanchu.
But after picking up the little person, Shen Nanzhou frowned because he felt that the little person in his arms weighed little.
"Why are you so light?" Shen Nanzhou weighed Yun Yanchu, obviously not realizing that for him, an immortal cultivator, Yun Yanchu was naturally not heavy.
After being fed by Senior Sister and Third Senior Brother for so long, Yun Yanchu's face became much rounder. When he heard this sentence, Yun Yanchu couldn't help but look at Shen Nanzhou with wide eyes.
It can be seen that he has a serious look on his face and does not feel guilty at all.
A row of question marks floated above my head.
Question: My senior brother really thinks that I am too thin at normal weight. What should I do? Urgent!
To be honest, Yun Yanchu often heard the words "too young" from his senior sisters and brothers.
She often suspected that her senior sister wanted to make her fat so that she could not go out and could only stay in the Qianming Sect.
Yun Yanchu fell into deep self-doubt, but Shen Nanzhou didn't get an answer, and his frown didn't ease.
He looked at Yun Yanchu who was distracted, weighed his hands, and reminded him unnaturally: "Hold on tight, don't fall down soon."
"oh oh!"
After hearing Shen Nanzhou's words, Yun Yanchu came to his senses and immediately stretched out his little hands to wrap around Shen Nanzhou's neck.
The soft touch made Shen Nanzhou blink much faster.
Feeling the little human's warmth, his slightly frowned eyebrows slowly relaxed. This chapter has been completed!