On the way, Kim Kwang-yao secretly said to Jiang Cheng, "Ah Ling's temper has improved a lot recently."

Jiang Cheng glanced at Jin Ling, who was happily eating candy, and said, "It's just on the surface.

You're so naive because you haven't seen the other side. "

The so-called other scenery line...

Loves to throw a tantrum (crossed out) and roll around like a spoiled child.

Loves to cry (and most likely pretends to).

Too playful (although there has been progress).

Even needs to be carried when walking (…).

"Jin Ling, come down and walk by yourself."

"Mr. Jiang, you don't understand the pain of holding a child's hand while walking."

"Jin Ling …"

"I don't want it, I don't want it!" After Jin Ling finished speaking, he wrapped his arms around Zhanxi's neck even more tightly.

Not only was this little guy disobedient, he even stuck his tongue out at him and made a face?!

Look, look, he's really spoiled!!

Zhanxi said that she wasn't good at dealing with children ten years younger than her, but her actions were very face-slapping.

Jin Ling was now so attached to her that he didn't want to leave her arms.

Yes, he was like a ball surrounded by warm water, soft and fluffy.

Plus the two from the GusuLan Sect, the four of them could play mahjong.

Was he playing house?!

Jiang Cheng was so angry that he directly snatched the unopened candy from Jin Ling's hand.

Jin Ling was shocked by his uncle's behavior. Jiang Cheng read a sentence from his eyes: Are you really my uncle?!!

Zhanxi came back to her senses and said expressionlessly, "Wow, Mr. Jiang, you're competing with a child."

Jiang Cheng said, "Too much candy, tooth decay."

Zhanxi said, "Good reason.

If it weren't for the fact that I'm busy, I would applaud you. "

Jiang Cheng cast a sidelong glance at her and said, "Do you think this word game is fun?"

Zhanxi retorted, "No, it's not.

It's for you to hear. "

Jiang Cheng furrowed his brows and thought to himself, "He really does hold a grudge."

After entering the mountain, Zhanxi put Tuan Zi on the ground and let it roll around.

The forest was completely dark, and they could only rely on the brightness of the moonlight to see the blurry surroundings.

Zhanxi turned on the flashlight and accidentally shone on Jiang Cheng's face. She was so scared that she quickly turned it off. Then, the flashlight lit up the short grass under the tree.

The purple lightning in Jiang Cheng's hand flashed, illuminating his face. "What are you standing there for? Come here."

Zhanxi said with lingering fear, "I was scared by Mr. Jiang just now. His expression was already fierce enough, but when the flashlight shone on him, he became even scarier."

Jiang Cheng's expression stiffened. He glared at her, turned around, and coldly said, "Follow me."

Zhanxi said perfunctorily and opened a can of carbonated drink.

Jiang Cheng, who was walking in front of them, could hear the conversation between his nephew and Zhanxi from time to time.

"Do you two think you're here for an outing?!"

Zhanxi was confused, "No — aren't we?"

Jin Ling hid behind Zhanxi like a little wife, and looked at him with a doe-like look, "Uncle is so fierce!!!"

Jiang Cheng felt that somewhere on his forehead had been twitching.

Recently, Jin Ling's style had become more and more strange. He could only control his hand by thinking, "No, this is my sister's child, and he is my only nephew. I can't hit him."

His fingers had been trembling faintly.

— Jin Ling was spoiled, but what about Zhanxi?

Jiang Cheng once seriously thought about this problem when he had nothing to do, and then came to the conclusion that maybe she deserved a beating.

She wasn't afraid of death, had a vicious mouth, was strong, didn't take people seriously, and was afraid of Purple Lightning.

— Afraid of Purple Lightning?

He raised his hand and looked at Purple Lightning, thinking, "She shouldn't be afraid after being hit once."

Just as he was lost in thought, he was suddenly hit in the back.

Jiang Cheng turned around and saw that Zhanxi's bangs were a bit messy, and her expression was very unfriendly. She said, "Mr. Jiang, even primary school students don't stare blankly like you. Do you think this is your house … No, don't hit Purple Lightning. I apologize."

In reality, he was just testing her.

Zhanxi felt that he was glaring at her, and immediately said in disdain, "Mr. Jiang, I'm not your enemy."

# Jiang Cheng: This guy really deserves a beating #

After a while, Jiang Cheng thought that the monsters they killed weren't enough. Jin Ling yawned and was a bit sleepy. Zhanxi casually sat on a big rock by the bushes and played with her phone.

If it weren't for the fact that the Jiang Clan's disciples had all spread out to hunt, they would probably think that this trio was too strange.

Jin Ling looked up at the zombies caught by the Immortal Binding Net, and felt bored. He said, "Uncle, let's go forward … Huh?!"

W-w-w-w-what did he see?!

At this moment, Jin Ling really wished that he didn't turn around, or that he just went blind and lost his memory!!

In the cold winter night, the forest was even quieter than during the day. A gust of cold wind slapped Jin Ling's face painfully.

Zhanxi pushed Jiang Cheng away, her cheeks slightly red. Hidden in the shadows of the trees, only her casual and clear smile could be seen.

She seemed to smile at Jiang Cheng, then turned around and walked over, her face completely dark.

For various subjective reasons, Jin Ling really didn't want to compare Zhanxi's face when she was angry to a kitchen utensil like an iron pot. It should be some kind of beautiful and clean metaphor.

"Mm.

Ah Ling, I-I'm going back first.

See you later. "Zhanxi said coldly halfway, then turned around and walked back.

The problem was that strange pause in the middle.

After Zhanxi left, Jin Ling walked over and looked up at Jiang Cheng. His expression wasn't good either.

Jin Ling thought to himself, 'Emmmm … This is the real deal.'

But even though he said that, Jin Ling didn't think that his expression was very fierce. Instead, it was quite subtle.

He tugged at Jiang Cheng's sleeve and asked, "Uncle, why did Zhanxi leave?

Uncle, is it because the wind is so strong that it burned you? "

Jiang Cheng didn't want to talk to Tuan Zi. He raised his hand and rubbed Tuan Zi's head, saying coldly, "Night hunting."

*

Lan XiChen picked up a cat that was daydreaming during a night hunt.

— Ahem, Miss Chan from Jiang Zongzhu's family. Sorry for the impoliteness.

Zhanxi complained in her heart for a while. She took off her headset and put away her phone. She turned around and saw Lan Xichen.

She didn't know why, but she didn't think of phrases like "Unparalleled Young Master" or something like that. Instead, she thought of "Wow, could it be that I've bumped into the second male lead" or something like that.

She thought about it carefully again. Mm, shameless.

"Did Miss Chan get lost?"

It seemed that Lan Xichen just wanted to make a joke, but Zhanxi didn't want to accept it. She thought, "It's impossible."

She was about to leave when she suddenly saw the headband on Lan Xichen's forehead. She couldn't help but stay for a while, saying, "Mr. Lan looks very rich, like a savior."

The sentence came out of nowhere and made Lan Xichen confused. He didn't know how to respond for a while.

Come on, it was hard to tell whether this sentence was good or bad.

Lan Xichen blinked, and a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.

Zhanxi went behind him and hooked the tail of the headband with her finger as if she was looking at a rare thing. She said, "I just noticed that adults can wear this kind of thing.

I thought only children like Sizhui Jingyi would wear it. "

Lan Xichen smiled and said, "Miss Chan, this headband isn't a toy."

Zhanxi drank a mouthful of cola and also smiled, saying, "I can see that. Otherwise, why would you wear it?

'It can't be taken off by people who aren't destined for it.' It's an ornament that's been given a precious meaning. "

It was just like the first kiss of a female lead in a TV series. It was laughable.

"Sizhui mentioned it to you?"

"Mm." Zhanxi nodded, and then suddenly changed the topic, "Speaking of which, why is Sizhui so cute and well-behaved?"

"Sizhui is indeed the most outstanding student in his batch."

"But he hugged my leg today. Mr. Lan, may I ask what that means?"

Is it a strange game taught by the GusuLan Sect? "

How could she say that it was a strange game taught by the GusuLan Sect?

Lan Xichen smiled wider and said, "Miss Chan, you just have to think of it as Sizhui's way of expressing friendliness."

"Ah, then isn't Ah Ling's way of expressing friendliness by acting spoiled, rolling around, and crying anytime and anywhere?"

"Miss Chan, taking care of Young Master Jin must be very tiring."

"Don't misunderstand."

Zhanxi looked up and glared at him. He was wondering if he had said something wrong, but then he heard her say, "He's about to ascend."

Lan Xichen, "…"

*

The next day, they were going to leave for Yunmeng. Jiang Cheng planned to find an inn in town to stay the night.

As for Jin Ling, Jiang Cheng planned to give him to Kim Kwang-yao, who lived nearby, and take care of him for a while. After that, he would find a restaurant to enjoy himself.

Jin Ling had been going back and forth between Yunmeng and Lanling since he was young. He was very naughty and had a very bad temper. He cried when he won a fight, and he cried when he lost a fight. It could be said that he was a contradictory combination of all kinds of troubles.

Probably because he thought it was too troublesome, Kim Kwang-yao and Jiang Cheng had fought several times over the length of the fight. In the end, neither of them was willing to give in.

At that time, Jin Ling was sad for a long time. He thought that even his family felt that he was annoying.

Now that he had grown a little taller, Jin Ling realized that his little uncle was really too good to him. At the same time, he also realized something else.

"Uncle, you're really looking down on me."

"What nonsense are you talking about all of a sudden?" Jiang Cheng clenched his wine glass, his face full of disbelief and anger.

Jin Ling stretched out his left hand and spread his five fingers. Under Jiang Cheng's fierce expression, he seriously counted all the crimes that Jiang Cheng had committed in the past few years. "The first time I brought little fairy to Yunmeng, uncle took her away as if he hadn't seen a dog in eight hundred years. You left me there and waited for you for a long time. When I had a fever and was sick, uncle always scolded me and didn't comfort me at all. If I didn't finish my homework, you wouldn't allow me to feed you dog food. You also didn't allow me to raise rabbits in Yunmeng. Out of curiosity, I played with that stupid flute for a while, and you even wanted to whip me with purple lightning.

Lastly, it was all uncle who angered Zhanxi and made her leave. Uncle randomly kissed girls!

Uncle is a bad person!!! "

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Jiang Cheng shouted. If it weren't for Kim Kwang-yao holding him back, he would have slapped Jin Ling on the head.

Kim Kwang-yao hurriedly laughed and said, "Jiang Zongzhu, I think it's better to find that girl from your family first."

Jiang Cheng glared daggers at him and said, "What did you say!

What do you mean by my family?

What does that girl have to do with my Jiang family!

Kim Kwang-yao, do you have too much imagination all day long?!

Do you need me to help you pour out all the useless things that are stuffed into your brain?! "

Kim Kwang-yao was shocked for a while. He glanced at the brand of wine that Jiang Cheng was drinking and immediately understood. "He's drunk, right?"

— Otherwise, why would Jiang Cheng have such a big reaction?

— Although it was very in line with his fiery temper, it wouldn't be like this normally.

— Moreover, you already kissed her, so why isn't she yours?

— Hm?

However, with Jiang Cheng's status, it seemed that he could not go back on his word.

"Little Uncle, uncle's face is so red. Hurry and tell him to stop drinking."

There were two jars of wine on the table. Jin Ling couldn't move them, so he could only try to snatch Jiang Cheng's bottle. "Uncle, if you drink any more, you'll become an alcoholic!

We're going home tomorrow, so stop drinking! "

"Ah Ling, go back with your little uncle."

"No, the little fairy is still at uncle's house."

Jin Ling raised his leg, wanting to climb onto Jiang Cheng's leg to increase his height to snatch the bottle.

How could he succeed so easily?

Jiang Cheng grabbed Jin Ling by the back of his collar and pulled him to the side. He pressed down on his head, then used his other hand to drink.

# A heartwarming family comedy is playing out in front of us. On Kim Kwang-yao's psychological trauma #