Zhou Jing leaned his head slightly back and looked at her: "So you dog... the ill-intentioned bastard flower demon pulled me into the pot and continued to ravage the sun and the moon?"

"I'm not that I don't think it was fake..."

"I thought it was fake, so I seduced me." He showed a look of indescribable expression, "I was scared to death when I knew it was real. Have you been secretly admiring me? Is it because you love but don't have to make hatred because of love, so you want to kill me?"

Ye Xiaowan felt the mess again, and Zhou Conghua was so scary.

"What do you say is what you want." She was so tired that she was so angry that she was so angry. "I'm very tired and sleepy now, just want to sleep. Please let me go."

Zhou Jing let go of his hand quickly: "Okay, go to bed."

...What conspiracy does he have when he suddenly feels so easy to talk about?

Ye Xiaowan was full of vigilance and opened her door and turned her head to take a quick look. Zhou Jing told me kindly: "Go to rest early."

Something is wrong.

Zhou Jing, who could only think of some previous events, was the most troublesome. He would make up for the process by himself. He might have thought about anything he was thinking about. If he remembered everything, he might have left long ago and would not have been entangled with her here.

Ye Xiaowan fell asleep slightly, and once again dreamed of Zhou Jing's back that year leaving without hesitation.

She didn't feel sad. Whenever she recalled this scene, she felt empty. The iron left, and some soft and sweet things left. She had been doing very smoothly and smoothly over the years. She couldn't fill the gap in the empty space, and she could no longer leave any traces of joy and anger.

It’s nothing wrong with continuing like this, but it just makes me dream.

It's really fate.

The light sleep slowly turned into a deep sleep. Ye Xiaowan was safe and sound and didn't encounter anything. She slept happily for a long time. When she woke up, the window was dark. The drizzle sounded on the window blocks. The bed tent was blown up little by little by little by little by little, and the little bell she deliberately tied to was sounded gently every once in a while.

It's great, she'll leave now while it's still late at night.

Who wants to have a pot of sun and moon with Zhou Jing? I don’t know how embarrassing it when I go out. Just thinking about the scene, she was almost suffocating.

Ye Xiaowan stood up and pushed the quilt away. Suddenly, she felt that the quilt was inexplicably heavy, as if it was being pressed by something. She turned her head and saw that Zhou Conghua was so big lying in the bed, staring at her inexplicably.

The scream was instantly pressed back with his hands. Zhou Jing pulled her into the inner side like a chicken. I wonder if it was a sneer or a sneer: "Put the copper bell technique on the doors and windows? No one told you that the copper bell technique can't even block a mouse?"

Ye Xiaowan pushed his hand against his mouth and nose. After finally pushing it away, she immediately cursed: "Are you sick?! You..."

The palms were covered again, and this time I accurately covered my mouth.

"Speak softly, don't wake up the villagers." Zhou Jing frowned and looked at her, "Are you asleep? Then let's continue?"

Ye Xiaowan struggled desperately, raised her foot and kicked him hard, suddenly her ankle was caught, Zhou Jing whispered: "Let me see if there is really a red mole on the tailbone."

She even wanted to pull her hair up one by one to stop him. She rolled around the bed, and let her hands covering her mouth loosen and penetrated into the gap in her clothes. She almost screamed: "Help..."

Why did you even shout for help?

Zhou Jing was not free from his hands, so he bowed his head and blocked her scream. Finally, his palm was successfully pressed on his tail vertebra, trying to take out the little red mole like a rouge in his long-standing impression.

The black hair on the pillow was rubbed on one side, and the cheeks that were pressed against one side suddenly felt the wetness in the corners of her eyes. Zhou Jing raised his head a little and felt her sweet breath wandering on the end of his nose: "Zhou Conghua, we are not what you think."

This kind of thing does not have a good idea for her. The flower demon who has a ghost in her heart has always only torment. For Zhou Jing, it is a shame that he doesn't want to think of. How ashamed he wants her to be?

Zhou Jing rubbed the tears from her face against her face and suddenly asked softly: "If I were fake Zhou Conghua, would you feel more comfortable?"

Not bad, but he is not fake.

Ye Xiaowan tried her best to catch his hand, and her voice trembled: "You let us keep a little decent..."

Zhou Jing said "tsk": "You are such a fucking troublemaker."

She couldn't catch his hand no matter how hard she struggled, but instead she loosened her belt. He pulled it up and her sleeves fell on her elbows.

"Just treat me as fake." Zhou Jing threw away the single clothes, "do whatever he wants."

Ye Xiaowan finally couldn't struggle anymore. Since the beast was going crazy and could not stop it, maybe his proposal could be.

Just treat this as a fake Zhou Jing, let her do whatever she wants, and she will temporarily put it aside. Before she falls into the abyss, she wants to experience the sweetness of the soul and bone marrow. The two of them are in love, like a fish in water, wanting Zhou Conghua, and wanting to hug him without burden. The person he likes is the real Ye Xiaowan, although he has a lot of problems, Ye Xiaowan likes him, and Erqiao Mudan also likes him.

Ye Xiaowan hugged the person in front of her, as if she was afraid that he would turn into a bird and fly away from her.

If you have to stretch your branches and leaves, you have to try your best to stay. If you want to stay here, how can you stay?

The small bells hanging on the bed tent shattered, and the sharp claws of a tiger tear the rose and crushed most of the petals. At this time, it finally had to be cautious and patient, bow down and sniff, stare at it, and wait for the rose to bloom quietly.

Zhou Jing seemed to murmur something. Ye Xiaowan took a long time to react. He said, "Awan, really doesn't have any fragrance?"

A doggy day, he lied to her too!

Ye Xiaowan woke up suddenly. It was already dusk outside the window. She kicked Zhou Jing hard on the leg: "Zhou Conghua, you remembered it!"

Zhou Jing didn't move and let her kick her, and even her eyebrows didn't move. He admitted that he was straightforward: "Yes."

After saying that, he added: "You remembered it before you did whatever you want to do to me."

After ten years of seeing him, why did he become so shameless?

Ye Xiaowan turned over and stared silently at the droplets of water falling from the eaves outside the window. His hair spread on his shoulders was held by him. The sound of the beautiful beast calmed down finally had a trace of warmth like water: "Someone once told me that if we each took a step back, there would be a chance in the future. If we just force it, Lan Yinhuguo will not retreat again. This step has been retreating to this point, and I will not retreat again."

She was stunned for a while, still feeling dreaming, and whispered: "Didn't you forget me?"

"It's hard to say after three hundred years." Zhou Jing weighed the heavy black hair in his hand, "It's only ten years, you haven't forgotten it."

Ye Xiaowan stopped for a long time and slowly shook her head: "Cong Hua, I am a demon."

He pinched his chin and turned back. Zhou Jing stared at her eyes and said slowly: "You are a demon and I am a monk. What's wrong with it?"

The monk would not get married and have children like ordinary people. Whether Ye Xiaowan is a human or a flower demon, it would not prevent Zhou Conghua from asking her to be a lover.

Ye Xiaowan looked at him quietly for a moment: "The obedient and gentle Ye Xiaowan was no longer back."

Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "You can be itchy when you jump hard, and you will have your own means to deal with you."

She laughed out loud, raised her hand and stroked him gently: "I'll sleep for a while. If you still feel so lovely when you wake up, I'll show you."

She pulled the quilt up and covered her head. After a while, she felt that he had also crawled in, her lips fell on the corners of her wet eyes, and she kissed the tears.

"I'm true." Zhou Jing pinched the tip of her nose, "You can continue to do whatever you want to me."

What a shameless statement?

Ye Xiaowan slapped him in the hand, then stretched out her arms and hugged her tightly again, as if he would really turn into a bird and fly away.

Zhou Jing kissed her in her ear: "Or what I would do to you? The sun and moon in the pot are good, so let's go out later."

Ye Xiaowan lifted the quilt and pointed his fingertips on his lips, just like Lingfeng Lake putting rouge on him that morning.

The eyebrows are green without painting, and the lips are red without touching. The corners of his eyebrows are full of charming and bright colors, as if seducing her to get closer.

She moved her fingertips away, and she wanted to kiss her lightly, and suddenly she heard the sound of the sky like thunder, and it was Linghu Zhenzhen's voice: "Bowl! Binchu! Are you in it? This wine pot has a hole, are you okay?"

The next moment, the two of them felt that the world was hanging upside down, and the sky was spinning, as if a pair of giant hands were holding the universe and playing with the ball. Ye Xiaowan was shocked all over. When she suddenly opened her eyes, she found that she was lying on the soft and wet soil at the bottom of the cliff. The dense roots of the tree and extremely thick vines were entangled with several people and demons.

In addition to the missing flower demons of the Flower Demon Clan, there are two familiar people, Gu Cai and Jiang Shu who have not seen for a long time.

Zhou Jing lay beside her, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up soon.

Linghu Zhenzhen was standing opposite, holding a delicate wine pot full of green in her hand. There was a crack on the pot. She covered the crack with her hands, and greeted her happily: "Bowl! Are you okay?"

Ye Xiaowan suddenly jumped up, turned into a cold wind and rushed upwards, leaving only one sentence: "Next time I will write to you for details! I'll leave first!"

Ah? Let's go now?

Linghu Zhenzhen had no time to stop her, and she was nowhere to be seen. Zhou Jing's cold voice rang out: "Linghu, you are really good at bad people."

She obviously rescued them from the divine objects, so why did she have bad things?

Zhou Jing cut off the roots of the vine trees that were wrapped around him, got up and dusted the soil, and looked at Gu Caijiangshu, who was still sleeping, and said, "Wake them up, I'll leave first."

Are the chopped green onion going?

Linghu Zhenzhen was confused in her forehead.

It was clearly Ye Xiaowan who sent her a message to her, saying that she was going to the Great Wilderness, so she asked her to meet her in Yangzhou. As a result, she waited and saw no one. She happened to meet Gu Cai and his junior brothers, saying that Gu Cai and Jiang Shu had been missing near Jingshan for several days. She took the lead all the way and saw this strange crack. Not only Gu Jiang and the other two were there, but also the chopped green onion and the bowl.

Until he returned to Jingzhen, Gu Cai was still sighing: "There are indeed all kinds of magical objects in the world. The sun and moon in this pot can reshape the cause and effect in their dreams and become another person completely. In the dream, the outside world only has a few days, which is really interesting."

Jiang Shu was still unsatisfied: "My senior brother Xianzhi and I were fighting the lion demon happily, but we were shouted out at once. It was really unsatisfactory."

Gu Cai's junior brothers muttered: "You couple are enjoyable, which makes us worried... By the way, I met Senior Brother Cong Hua before, and he went to find you too, why didn't I see him?"

Linghu Zhenzhen finally replied with a quick look: "He is going to chase the bowl, you don't have to worry about him."

Most of them had something happened to the sun and moon in the pot, and they probably had to continue their old relationship depending on the situation. As long as the bowl was happy, she was happy to see any result.

Qin Xi, who received the message in the evening, rushed to Jingzhen. After hearing about the Sun and Moon in the pot, he had no reaction. Instead, he slapped Linghu Zhenzhen in the head: "You have always been in contact with Ye Xiaowan?"

She nodded for granted: "Of course, she is my friend."

"It's okay if you don't tell Cong Hua," Qin Xi turned his head and stared at her, "Why are you hiding me?"

"Bon just wants to contact me, she doesn't want you to know, so I naturally have to respect her ideas."

She is really more and more humane, and she has good friends and little secrets.

Qin Xi smiled and rubbed her head. Suddenly, she saw her take out the magical wine pot wrapped in white paper from her sleeve, so he picked it up and played with it.

"The divine objects have always been wandering without a certainty, but they are still broken." He reached out and touched the crack wrapped in white paper. "The vision of the locust tree is mostly caused by the leakage of divine power. I don't know how many lovers it has pulled in on its own, but it seems that the divine power is almost exhausted, so you can wake up the people inside. Unfortunately, the broken divine objects cannot even be filled with wine."

Linghu Zhenzhen's eyes glowed: "Let's go in and try?"

Qin Xi was stunned: "Take it serious?"
To be continued...