Mo Fan was about to say "no", when a trace of enthusiasm came from inside.
The medicines Mo Fan used include spiritual plants that are thousands of years old, and natural marrow fluid that is tens of thousands of years old. However, he didn't feel the slightest feeling about these great tonics that would explode if people were not careful. The heat this time was the first time he had the effect of absorbing the medicine.
"It's a bit hot." Mo Fan's voice was confused, "What did you put?"
Qi Ling smiled without saying a word, showing a hint of joy. Mo Fan's intuition was wrong, but he couldn't think of the other party's possible purpose.
The feeling inside his body changed from warm to hot, and Mo Fan couldn't help rolling in the water, splashing a small splash.
Qi Ling became nervous, "Little guy, little guy? How are you? Are you feeling bad?"
"Hot..." Mo Fan hasn't felt this kind of confusion because of the surge of heat for a long time.
"Only hot? Do you have any other feelings?" Qi Ling asked.
"It's swollen, am I going to explode?" Mo Fan knew that his words were stupid, but he really felt this way. The heat inside expanded, as if stretching him several times.
Qi Ling was anxious, hating himself for not thinking that the little guy is different from ordinary spirit beasts and demon plants, and may have other consequences, but the other party's tolerance for various spirit plant medicinal materials over the past few days made him ignore this point.
At first, he was worried that the elixir would not work, but now, he started to worry, would it cause harm to the little guy
A white mist rose, and the hand attached to the tub was shaken away by a flexible force, and the body couldn't help but retreat. That strength is more like a barrier, isolating creatures other than Mo Fan.
Qi Ling was shaken back, and immediately wanted to go forward, but at this moment, a small and delicate hand of porcelain white emerged from the white mist and rested on the edge of the tub. The fingers are long and slender, the joints are distinct, and the faint blue veins are faintly visible. With a slight force on the hands, they clasp the tub, which has an indescribable beauty.
Qi Ling immediately understood that the elixir had worked.
Ever since he suspected that the little guy was the boy in that secret realm, Qi Ling has been trying every means to help the little guy transform quickly. When I saw the young man with the core of the pill, the guess in my heart became more certain.
In the past few days, he deliberately left the little guy in the cave, refined a transformation pill, dissolved it in the liquid medicine, and wanted to see if the other party could absorb it.
Facts have proved that his method is effective, and the little guy really takes shape.
In the secret realm, that scene is charming and illusory, but Qi Ling feels that it does not seem to be an ordinary environment. When he woke up, he found that he had lost Yuanyang, and there was no other living beings covered by his spiritual consciousness. Of course, it was even less likely to be the baby-sized Skyfire.
Tianhuo turned into a baby and called "Mother", but he was obviously male, Qi Ling didn't believe that Tianhuo didn't know the key, but still insisted, someone must have instigated it. And this person is probably the young man in the illusion, that is, the figure that appeared in the bathtub, transformed into a pill.
Qi Ling has complicated eyes. It's one thing to guess in your heart, but another to actually see it. Thinking of the intimate contact he had with a pill, Qi Ling's first feeling was not awkwardness, but joy.
It turned out that he had already thought about this person.
The white mist dissipated, and in the bathtub, the juvenile's beautiful face was blank, as if he couldn't believe it, he looked at his palm in a daze.
[System, why did I transform in advance!]
The system faltered and explained, "Male lead, the male lead added Transformation and Transformation Pills to your medicinal bath."
[Then why didn't you tell me?]
The system said in shame, "It was detected just now."
No matter how irritable Mo Fan was in his mind, or how much the system tried to explain, because the water in the tub was not deep, Qi Ling could only see the young boy's upper body was naked, two o'clock standing upright in the air, and the bright red with watery luster became more and more gorgeous.
Qi Ling's throat clenched, and the blurry picture gradually became clear in his mind, he didn't dare to look at it any more, his brows were drawn together, his gaze was downcast, and he almost couldn't control himself.
The young man's skin was fair and clear, his abdomen was flat, his waist was flexible, depicting a perfect arc, and two mermaid lines spread across the water. Most of the liquid medicine has been absorbed, and the floating hair and a little bit of jade-colored powder can be vaguely seen under the water.
Seeing his gaze getting hotter and hotter, Mo Fan raised his head and looked at a man who was himself in a fair and honest manner. He lowered his body and tried to hide himself in the water.
"brat?"
Qi Ling's voice was hoarse and deep, and Mo Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly, feeling disgusted.
"Yeah." Mo Fan's body is that of a teenager, and the childish voice is just a deliberate effort by him. After turning into a teenager, his voice naturally changed back.
The young man's voice was pleasant to the ear, and there was a little softness in the Qingyuezhong, and Qi Ling's hard heart seemed to have collapsed at a corner.
"You..." Qi Ling was momentarily speechless.
"I want to get dressed!" Mo Fan didn't care what Qi Ling wanted to say, he just said angrily.
Qi Ling didn't prepare the boy's clothes, he just casually took out a piece of soft cotton cloth from the storage ring, fished him out of the water, and wrapped it around his body. Meanwhile, the boy crossed his legs slightly because of shyness.
"Don't look!" Mo Fan buried his head in Qi Ling's chest and mumbled.
"Don't look." Qi Ling's eyes remained unchanged, his spiritual sense was not restrained, and he only responded softly.
Wrapping the boy up carefully, Qi Ling picked up the boy's leg with the other hand, and swung it sideways towards the top. And that bucket of precious medicinal bath, which was not fully absorbed and whose value was unknown, was left behind by the two of them.
"cold?"
Qi Ling sat down on the edge, reluctant to put the boy down, so he hugged him and sat on his lap. Mo Fan grabbed the skirt of Qi Ling's chest with one hand, his head bowed and his eyebrows lowered, he looked very cute,
"It's not cold." The cotton cloth on his body was thin, if it wasn't for being next to Qi Ling, it would have been gone long ago.
"Your aura..."
Mo Fan guessed what Qi Ling was going to say, and before the other party finished speaking, he changed his voice, "It's not enough to change form, and I don't know why it is like this."
The boy's tone was full of puzzlement, Qi Ling just didn't know, and asked, "Then do you feel unwell?"
"No."
"That's good." He was relieved that there were no side effects.
"No clothes?"
"No." Qi Ling ignored the piles of clothes in the storage ring, and said without guilt at all.
Mo Fan: I knew he would have said it was cold.
"Little guy, do you have a name?" Qi Ling said earlier that he wanted to name the little guy, but he forgot when he was busy. Now that the little guy has turned into a human form, he can no longer be called a little guy. Still, it's fine to bark in private.
Little guy, it sounds cute and tight.
"My name is Mo Fan."
"Mo Fan." Qi Ling called softly, and wrote down the name in his heart, "Little guy, Xiao Fan, you smell so good."
Qi Ling's voice is really nice, the timbre itself is good, coupled with the deliberate low and soft voice, Mo Fan can't wait to cover his ears. The body was slightly weak, and Mo Fan couldn't help but buried his head deeper, covering his hot face.
Qi Ling was complacent, his heart softened, his mind moved, and he thought of something that he couldn't bear to look at directly, and let it out.
"Xiaofan, do you know this?"
"I don't know!" Mo Fan looked at it and immediately denied it.
"Father."
The two voices sounded almost simultaneously, and the corners of Mo Fan's mouth froze.
Qi Ling asked with surprise, "You really don't know each other? Why does the other party call you father?"
"I… "
Before Mo Fan finished speaking, the little carrot head ran over, eager to throw himself into the opponent's arms. Qi Ling moved his hand to avoid the other party, causing the other party to only raise his head and say aggrievedly, "Father."
"Xiaofan, it's not good to lie."
Mo Fan's eyes fluctuated left and right, not looking at each other.
"That's in the secret realm," Qi Ling paused, then lowered his head and whispered in Mo Fan's ear, "It's you."
"No, no." Mo Fan shook his head.
"Still lying." Qi Ling showed a helpless smile, already sure in his heart. Looking at the little luotou begging for a hug, Qi Ling raised his eyebrows, "Mother?"
"What?" Mo Fan looked back at him with a puzzled expression.
Qi Ling saw Mo Fan staring blankly at him with wide innocent eyes, and gave up the idea of pursuing. In short, he will let the other party know who is the father and who is the mother.
"Xiao Jiu wants to hug too." Little Luobotun looked at this and that, and suddenly stretched out his hand.
The child looked at him with a chubby fleshy face, stretching out his short hands begging for a hug, and instantly poked Mo Fan's cute spot, and couldn't help but hug him. However, he himself was still in Qi Ling's arms, holding the child's two little hands and he couldn't go any further.
"Put me down." Mo Fan asked.
Qi Ling, "Without shoes, it's not good to walk barefoot."
Mo Fan: You are so angry.
I can't hold it, but I can squeeze it. Thinking about it, Mo Fan poked the soft flesh on the child's face with his fingers, and the touch was surprisingly good. So he used both hands together, and the tossing child was tearful and did not dare to move.
Helpless, the child looked at Qi Ling with pitiful eyes, "Mother."
Wronged Baba.
Qi Ling smiled, "Hey, let your father have a good time."
Jiuyou: There is nothing to love in life, why does he have such a pair of parents
Qi Ling is the mother and he is the father, so aren't they a couple? Xiao Jiu is the child of the two, which sounds like a family.
Mo Fan put his hands down.
"What's wrong? Don't play anymore?" Qi Ling asked with concern when he saw Mo Fan's smiling expression disappear.
Mo Fan replied blankly, "No."
"Okay, let's talk about something else."
"what?"
Seeing Qi Ling take Jiuyou back again, Mo Fan had a bad premonition in his heart.
"Let's discuss how to make up for my lost Yuanyang." Qi Ling said, still biting Mo Fan's ear.
Mo Fan's face is going to burn right now. compensate? Isn't he more at a loss? They were all wiped out by the other party!
After transforming, the aura on Mo Fan's body is stored in the pills in the dantian, because the pills resemble golden pills, and anyone who doesn't know Mo Fan's identity will only think that Mo Fan is a golden pill.
Qi Ling had detected Mo Fan when he transformed into form, and Mo Fan's body was empty, only the golden core in his dantian could prove that the other party was a monk. If the opponent's cultivation base is not high, they will only think that Mo Fan is an ordinary person.
Mo Fan said indignantly, "It's obvious that you are acting like a good boy when you get a bargain."
"Then it's the same for me to compensate you."
ah? Mo Fan couldn't turn his head around.
Qi Ling didn't refute, but followed the trend. At the same time, he lowered his head to bite the tender lips of the young man. The taste is really as good as I imagined.
Mo Fan didn't notice for a while, and let the other party get the hand, but when he refused, he was caught by the other party and pressed his hands on his chest, and he couldn't stop saying "woo woo".
Qi Ling took a deep breath, "Don't seduce me."
Mo Fan froze.
"Although I want you very much, it's better to check your body first." If Mo Fan has no aura after transforming, how can he protect himself
This man, how can this man speak so freely. Mo Fan was amazed.
The author has something to say: One day, Qi Ling was making alchemy with the external fire from Jiuyou's body in the alchemy room.
Jiuyou: Dad, my clothes are missing
Mo Fan asked: Clothes
Isn't it nice to wear it on your body
Jiuyou: It’s the hot clothes
Mo Fan asked with a questioning face:? ?
Jiuyou: Mom took my clothes away
Mo Fan naturally answered: Then go find your mother
Then. . . . Qi Ling, who was refining alchemy, found that the alchemy fire in his hand was gone.
Qi Ling: ...
Jiuyou on the side: Dad asked me to get the clothes
Qi Ling: ...
Did he accept a Danhuo, or did he raise an ancestor