Yueguan didn't accept his wallet and watch, and even the ornament around his neck told him to take it back.

Took Han Ya back to No. 7 of Building 18, it was already more than one o'clock in the morning, and arranged for him to stay in a guest room downstairs, the young man did not have any other opinions on her arrangement, and after seeing Yue close the second floor, he returned to his room to rest.

One of the two was upstairs and the other was downstairs, Yueguan fell asleep, and he didn't know that the person downstairs was excited all night, thinking all night, and how to continue to stay after tonight.

The night was dark, and the evening breeze blew the curtains, bringing a little coolness, and Yueguan, who had stopped dreaming for a long time, dreamed of the woman again tonight, and she remembered that the groom called her Hanhan.

When he saw her, Yueguan was still in a bit of a trance, and he almost didn't recognize her.

Today's Hanhan did not wear the red wedding dress, the upper body was wearing a pink and white face collar, with a light green hem skirt, the skirt was flying, her face was full of happy smiles, and she was happily eating with a string of rock sugar gourds.

The surrounding traffic is busy, people come and go, Yueguan looks around, it is not the high-rise buildings of the modern city, but the ancient streets of blue bricks and red tiles, white walls and green bamboos.

At this time, Hanhan looked innocent and lovely, completely not as dead as the first few times he saw it, his eyebrows and eyes were smart, lively and abnormal, he jumped in three steps, ran up as he walked, and the rings and steps on his body slammed into each other with the action.

Hanhan looked left and right, and seemed to be particularly curious about everything around him.

"Hanhan, you see there is roast chicken for sale, do you want to eat it?" a man followed, carrying all kinds of snacks in his hand, and chased after him through the bustling crowd.

Yueguan was like watching a movie, and saw the man with a crown and hair tied up and dressed in black walking in front of him.

This is......?

Han Ya?

No, he was the groom at the wedding he dreamed of that day.

Although he and Han Ya look exactly the same, they are a little more mature than they seem.

Who is he and what is his relationship with Han Ya?

What are they doing here?

No one answered Yueguan.

Or in other words, the crowd of people rubbing shoulders on the street, and the two Hanhan who walked in front of her couldn't see her.

"Roast chicken, where did the roast chicken come from, I want to eat it, I want to eat it. Hanhan couldn't walk when he heard the roast chicken, so he sniffed, found the right direction, and walked to a stall in the corner.

"Jackdaw, come on, the boss's roast chicken is almost ready. ”

Seeing the two walking away, Yueguan followed closely.

The stall owner used an iron hook to hook out two roasted roast chickens with charred skin and rotten flesh from the stove, brushed them with a layer of honey, wrapped them in oily paper, and handed them to the two of them.

The two discussed it, and simply sat under the eaves of the corner of the street, put the extra objects in their hands at their feet, and picked up the roast chicken to eat.

"I didn't expect the world to be so fun, there are so many delicious foods," Han Han said while eating: "The gods of the heavenly realm only drink fairy syrup and jade dew, which is bland and tasteless, and it is too boring." ”

"The Heavenly Realm Divine Clan is high in the Thirty-Nine Heavens, and they have long cultivated to the point that they don't eat grains, so naturally they won't eat the food of fireworks in this world, and besides, eating too much is useless for cultivation. ”

"Then why are you still eating?" asked Hanhan vaguely as he took a large bite of chicken.

"I'm a member of the demon race, so I don't pay attention to these things. Like her, the jackdaw nibbled off a chicken leg.

"After I'm a dragon, I don't pay attention to these things. The two looked at each other and laughed.

Holding the chicken bones that had been gnawed cleanly, he sighed: "It's a pity that I ran out secretly, and when I return to the heavenly realm, I can only sigh at those dry fruits day and night." "If you haven't seen these delicacies, forget it, now that you have tasted them, how sad it would be to not be able to eat them in the future.

"What's so difficult about this, if you are greedy, secretly go down to earth, I will wait for you here and take you to eat all over the world. The jackdaw raised his eyebrows and swore an oath.

"That's good," Hanhan nodded hurriedly, "But how can I find you, if you want to go back to the Demon Realm, you can't stay in the Heavenly Realm every day." ”

"There has to be a messenger. She thought about it and her heart moved, "There you have it!"

She thought of one place and acted unequivocally, without waiting for the jackdaw beside her to react.

Wiped his greasy fingers on the skirt, and touched his hand behind his ear, and when he came out again, there was an extra piece of fluorescent jade white scales on his hand, which was very good-looking.

"Here you go," Han Han handed the scales to him, and the light on the scales faded and turned into a jade pendant in the shape of scales, "I'll give it to you, if I want to come out to play in the future, I'll miss you, and when I think about you, the scales will heat up and light up, and you should know that I'm coming to the world." ”

The jackdaw looked at this piece of scale jade, but he didn't reach out to take it, he didn't know what he thought, and his eyebrows and eyes were still sparse and hearty, and he was a little stunned.

"Take it, are you lying when you say that you will take me to eat delicious food in the future?"

"Of course not," said Jackdaw, solemnly picking up the scales, "since you gave me something, I will definitely keep it." ”

"Of course, don't lose it, otherwise who will bring it to the ends of the earth," Hanhan tilted his head to look at him, his eyes rolled, as if he thought of something happy, and giggled, "Next time, bring Feng Wu with you, let him taste these delicious things, and also eat a roast chicken." ”

She should have thought of the prince Feng Wu, who had a good temperament and etiquette, clean and dust-free like snow, and couldn't help laughing like her.

"Yes, next time I must call Feng Wu, if he doesn't come, I will cry to him. Han laughed.

Feng Wu? They know Feng Wu?

Yueguan's mind is a little messed up, isn't Feng Wu a professor at the academy and the owner of a teahouse?

Then who is the Feng Wu she is talking about?

Who is Han Ya?

Who is this woman who has been appearing in his dreams?

And herself, who is she?

Jingle Bell ......

A piercing alarm clock woke Yue Guan up.

The moment she woke up, she didn't notice that the feather-like birthmark on her chest flashed red and then disappeared.

It took me a long time to find the alarm clock and press it.

Finally stopped making noise, Yue Guan rubbed his eyes, his brain was a little dizzy, he must have slept too late last night.

What was she doing?

It was as if she saw someone else eating roast chicken.

Yueguan lay back on the bed, looking at the ceiling in a daze, she really loves chicken, she dreams of eating chicken.

Besides eating chicken, there seems to be something else that I have forgotten, what is it?

Yue Guan thought about it, sleepiness and drowsiness.

I don't know how long she slept, she suddenly woke up, sat up suddenly, turned her head to look at the time, there was less than half an hour before eight o'clock!!

Yueguan screamed, it's over, it's over, I've slept and slept, while looking for clothes to put on, I brushed my teeth and washed my face, grabbed my hair indiscriminately, put on my shoes and rushed out of the house.

The first class is Feng Wu's history class, you must run faster, following yesterday's slack and lazy work in front of Boss Feng, do you want to be late and absent from class in front of Professor Feng today?

Yue roared wildly and ran along the bluestone path towards the teaching building at the bottom of the mountain.

At this time, she had already forgotten about Han Ya.