Qingyan didn't quite understand what the Golden Lion King was at that time. She thought Zhan Linghan probably imagined her as a lion.

The five-year-old child has a wild and boundless mind. When Zhan Linghan shouted "Golden Lion King", his hands raised back and forth, and he had already made the moves that he wanted to use his martial arts skills on TV.

Qingyan's nose felt sore, and she felt as if she had been regarded as a monster by Zhan Linghan. Although she thanked Zhan Linghan, her tears still fell down.

Seeing that she was crying, Zhan Linghan hurriedly put away the unique martial arts he wanted to use.

"Why are you crying? Do you miss your mother?"

The boy walked to her side, reached out and patted her arm gently, Qingyan nodded to him.

She cried not because she missed her mother, but because she was regarded as the Golden Lion King by Zhan Linghan. It was just that the girl was too young and couldn't say many of her thoughts.

Qingyan went to bed with the golden lion king's hair. The next day when the servant came in to comb her hair, she combed Qingyan's long honey-colored hair like smooth silk.

The servants in the Zhan family thought Qingyan had such a mess when she was sleeping.

Later, every time Qingyan shampooed her hair, Zhan Linghan would come to blow her hair for Qingyan.

At that time, he didn't want to help Qingyan, but because he could blow Qingyan's hair and become the Golden Lion King, so Zhan Linghan often came to help Qingyan blow her hair.

Qingyan and Zhan Linghan were not familiar with each other at that time. Although she knew that Zhan Linghan wanted to blow her into the Golden Lion King, Qingyan could not say no to him.

Every time Zhan Linghan finished blowing her hair, he would jump back, wave his hands, and shout to Qingyan, "Look at the move, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Five-year-old Zhan Linghan blew her hair until a month later, Zhan Chenfeng caught her with his own eyes. Zhan Linghan waved his unique martial arts skills at Qingyan, "Hehehe!" Zhan Chenfeng beat him up and did not allow Zhan Linghan to touch the hair dryer and blow Qingyan's hair again.

"I remember, until after I was 12 years old, you came to blow my hair again." Qingyan grabbed a strand of honey-colored long hair and wrapped the ends of her hair around her fingers.

At the age of 12, Zhan Linghan knew from his ignorance that Qingyan was unique to him. Qingyan was different from other opposite sexes. She was pure and clear, a delicate flower raised indoors, and a treasure that she should carefully care for.

At that time, Zhan Linghan's actions towards her were mostly to please her.

He would never call Qingyan the Golden Lion King after blowing her hair like when he was ignorant.

He learned to help Qingyan blow her hair while combing it. He also helped Qingyan do a lot of things, wanting Qingyan to rely on herself alone.

When he was 14 years old, Zhan Linghan had his first spring dream. The picture was beautiful and his face was particularly charming in his dream.

He never talked about that spring dream to Qingyan, although the two were already intimate at that time.

Qingyan has become used to him kissing her, kissing her lips, and sitting on him or being held by him.

But even if they had more thoughts about her, Zhan Linghan would not do more intimate things to her except kissing and hugging her before the two confirmed their formal relationship.

"You... before you fell in love with me, would you think that I was bad and evil, and took over you and prevented you from contacting any opposite sex?"

Zhan Linghan asked Qingyan while combing her hair.
Chapter completed!