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    "He's not easy to deal with, so stay by your side temporarily to take care of him." Qianlitou replied without answering.

    "I could kill him."

    "I know." Qianli said lightly, "But if you kill him, you will inevitably get hurt."

    "It doesn't matter if you're injured." Charles struggled for a while and mumbled, "I hate him."

    "Well, I don't like it either." Qianli smiled, "How can he be as cute as my Char?"

    "Really?" Char's eyes lit up, and then he said dissatisfiedly, "Then you want me to have fun with him?"

    "Hehe, the reason why I say this is that I just want you to look at him and don't let him kill anyone casually."

    "That's a lot of trouble, it's easier to kill it directly."

    Qianli's movements paused and calmly said: "If you can't control it, then kill it."

    Charle showed a slightly surprised expression, looked at Qianli's thin and straight back, and secretly discerned the truth of her words.

    After a while, he suddenly got up from the bed, ran to Qianli with bare feet, hugged her waist and said, "It's time to sleep, Qianli."

    Qianli is using Feng Yi to check the information about the major forces in the Holy City. Although it is not a secret content, for her, it is the first step to understand the distribution of various forces. At this time, what appeared on the light curtain happened to be the family history of the Pan Family, one of the five major families.

    Char was stunned, staring straight at the light curtain.

    Qianli didn't pay attention to his abnormality, just patted him and said, "I'll do some more research, and I'll go to sleep right away."

    Char was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "Qianli, haven't you been looking for the members of the Eighth Division?"

    "Huh?" Qianli was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect Charles to pay attention to this kind of thing.

    She nodded and said, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

    "I recommend someone to you."

    "Who?"

    "Pan family's Yong (yong) Teng Xiao."

    "Teng Xiao..." Qianli said in a low voice, and then suddenly asked, "Char, have you recovered your memory? Who is this Teng Xiao from you?"

    Char peeked at her and replied in a low voice, "I do remember something, but it's still a little vague."

    "Then do you have an impression of Ledy?"

    A sharp light flashed in Char's eyes, and he said coldly, "He is the person I want to kill the most."

    Qianli sat beside him and asked, "What on earth are you celebrating?"

    Char's face was heavy and he didn't speak.

    "It's okay, take your time." Qianli changed the question again, "Do you remember your identity?"

    Char nodded.

    "People from the Pan family?"

    Char nodded again.

    "The direct line of the Pan family?"

    Charles thought for a while, then continued to nod.

    Qianli pondered secretly, is the contradiction between Laidi and the Pan family a family grievance or a power entanglement, so they are always right with Char?

    Seeing that she didn't speak anymore, Char couldn't help but say, "Qianli, no matter who I am, I won't leave."

    Qianli was stunned for a moment and asked tentatively, "Don't you want to go home?"

    "Home can be returned at any time, but there is only one in a thousand miles." Char hugged Qianli and said earnestly, "I said that I will always be together, never leave, and I will accompany you wherever you go."

    Qianli's heart was full of warmth, and he turned around to wrap his arms around his waist, put his head in his arms, and listened to his powerful heartbeat.

    "Well, we've been together all the time."

    [Char, thank you. ]

    clap clap clap! clap clap clap!

    The silence of the room was suddenly broken by a strange sound. On the table, the plainclothes lay calmly and closed their eyes, while the active little Jinqi kept running and stepping around it, making a series of crackling noises when the metal limbs stepped on the table. It seems to have ADHD and can't rest for a moment.

    Qianli sighed and said with a smile, "Let's rest, we'll talk about other things tomorrow."

    Char hurriedly nodded, picked Qianli up in his arms, and jumped onto the bed.

    There was still the warmth that Char had warmed up before, Qianli kicked him with his small feet: "Char, go to bed next to the room."

    Char has already retracted into the quilt, revealing a pair of eyes and muttering: "I'm afraid of the cold."

    A thousand miles speechless, how dare a man who can run wildly with shirtless in the ice and snow dare to say that he is afraid of the cold?

    "Go, how many times have I said it, you are so big, you can't sleep with me again!"

    Char tugged on the quilt tightly and said aggrievedly: "Qianli, it's not my fault that I grew up, I also want to be as small as you."

    Qianli pinched Char's ear and asked fiercely, "Where am I? I'm petite and exquisite!"

    Char's eyes swept across Qianli's newly developed body, and he recognized: "Well, she is very petite and exquisite."

    "Don't change the subject, I'll go to sleep next to you." Qianli used a pillow to block his body, and both legs stepped on Char's chest.

    Where can her strength kick Charles, Char is as still as a stone, he holds the feet of a thousand miles and rubs them carefully.

    Qianli only felt a burst of numbness, and quickly pulled his foot back.

    "Forget it, I'll go to the side." Saying that, she was about to pass over Charles.

    Char hooked her waist, caught her in the quilt, and trapped her in his arms.

    "Sleep like this, dear." Char's breath brushed Qianli's neck, causing her to shudder.

    I didn't think so before, but as time went by, the difference became more and more obvious. Char is already a strong adult man, and Qianli has gradually grown up, and the contact and friction between the skin can always bring a strange feeling.

    Smelling Qianli's faint body fragrance, Char's breathing became a little heavy, and his body stuck tightly to Qianli, rubbing her into his arms completely.

    Qianli did not dare to act rashly, and even forgot that he could use his spiritual energy to shake him away.

    "Thousands of miles." Char's low voice suddenly came, "Jieao said before, what is the taste of a woman like?"

    Qianli's heart skipped a beat, and he pretended to be calm and said, "It's like poisonous roughness, if you eat it, you will die or be injured."

    "That Jieao still likes to eat so much?" Charles expressed doubts.

    "Didn't you see that he is almost like a lunatic? You can't learn from him." Qianli timely education.

    "You also asked me to go find fun with him." Char was impressed by this sentence, and tried to dig out the profound connotation. "What kind of fun is it?"

    Thousands of miles have stopped talking, and secretly cursed in heart for being unruly, and ruined Char in a few words!

    Char said again: "Is it the same feeling as holding you, so soft and soft, and your body will still be hot?"

    "...That's because you ate too much and got angry."

    "Will it get hot too?" Charles twisted his body down, and the hot thing between his legs pressed against Qianli's lower abdomen.

    Qianli's face was a little hot, and he bent his legs against Char's hard chest.

    "Qianli, you're like shrimp." Char reached out and flattened her knee, the tender touch on his hand made his heart feel hot, and he couldn't help wanting more.

    "What are you doing? Don't touch!" Qianli wanted to pull his hand out of his clothes, but unfortunately he was not strong enough.

    Suddenly, Char turned over and pressed Qianli under him, with his hands on both sides, staring at her slightly flushed face.

    For a thousand miles and a half, his eyes were drooping, his expression blurred. Such Char made her feel a little strange and a little scared.

    Char's breath gradually approached, and his lips seemed to feel some kind of scalding heat.

    There was an ambiguous silence in the room, and only the sound of Xiao Jinqi's tireless running was heard.

    no! Feeling that Char's lips were about to come up, Qianli's body flashed with aura, and Char was immediately shaken up by more than one meter.

    Then a strange thing happened. Char, who was about to fall back, suddenly seemed to be floating in a vacuum, and the speed of falling was extremely slow.

    Qianli's watch froze, lying on the bed for a long time without moving.

    The two of them went up and down like this, so that people

    It turned out that at a critical moment, the plainclothes actually activated its skill - Slow Synchronization. Because the little Jinqi was so noisy, it finally became impatient. As a result, everything in the room went into slow motion.

    Char was approaching a thousand miles in the air, waiting for him to land like a corpse.

    The kiss between the two was finally completed after nearly an hour - but the two of them were too tired to wait and tragically fell asleep.

    Qianli thought to himself: The power level of plain clothes seems to have increased again...

    On the second day, Charle was in high spirits, while Qianli was a little sluggish. Seeing this, Jieao laughed wickedly: "What? You were overworked last night?"

    Qianli ignored him and walked straight out, and Char hurriedly followed.

    Jieao shrugged, he didn't go out to find a woman last night for the first time, and his heart was not very much, so he followed slowly...

    Holy City.

    Teng Xiao was searching for information about Mingcheng in his room, and there was a packed backpack on the bed behind him.

    He has decided to go to Mingcheng to find Luoyi in person. He believed that Luo Yi must still be alive in a corner of the world. As long as he was found, all his questions could be answered.

    At this moment, the contactor at hand suddenly sounded, and it displayed eight 0s, which was not a normal contact number at all.

    He wanted to cut it off directly, because this contactor was reconfigured by him not long ago, and even the people of the Pan family didn't know it.This contact person with an odd serial number is probably the wrong person.

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