Zhan Lu hadn't spent Chinese New Year's Eve with so many people in many years.

Wait a minute...... These seem to ...... None of them are "people". And apart from her, they don't seem to think that Chinese New Year's Eve is a holiday.

At this time, Zhan Lu was busy in the kitchen, and the three fierce beasts were sitting at the table, their faces full of solemnity.

Ah Zhen Niangzi had already been called back to help, and at this time she was standing next to Zhan Lu, muttering to her:

"I've never seen the three of them together! never! Something big must be going to happen!"

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was served one by one by the lady of Aji, and only this fish remained. Zhan Lu was handling the fish in her hand while listening to Ah Zhen's lady casually. Zhan Lu didn't care much about what she said.

Maybe something big will happen, but what does it have to do with her? She's just a small person, and the earth-shaking event can't affect her. As for Ming Yijun......

She turned her head to look into the hall and saw Ming Yijun's side face. He looked very calm, and didn't seem to be as agitated as the other two.

He's so powerful, nothing will happen to him.

They haven't shied away from her these days. Although she didn't understand well, she was listening carefully. She knew they were here waiting for the Chaos Lord, who was even more powerful than the three of them, to arrive, and then to do something together.

Where are they going, what are they going to do, when will they be back?

Zhan Lu wanted to know, but didn't ask.

She put the processed fish into the pan with a clatter.

Expertly pouring spices into the pot and seeing that the fish was ready, she brought the last dish and placed it in the center of the table.

Ming Yijun patted the seat next to him:

"Sit here. ”

Zhan Lu smiled shyly and sat down beside Ming Yijun.

Ming Yijun stretched out his hand and ruffled her hair:

"Inadvertently, your hair has grown so long. By the time you are born this year, you will be fifteen years old, what time is your birthday?"

His hand stroked her hair, very gently, Zhan Lu blushed a little, but still replied:

"The seventh day of the seventh month. ”

Ming Yi Jun's head:

"If I go today, I should be able to come back then. When that day comes, I will add it to you. ”

Hearing him say this, Zhan Lu's heart skipped a beat, and he asked him in a trembling voice:

"Lang Jun...... Going to go for that long?"

Ming Yijun shook his head:

"If I do, I don't know when I'll be back. Besides, you don't have to go...... If you can't come today, you'll have to wait until next year. ”

Zhan Lu breathed a sigh of relief. Raising her eyes, she found that both Swallow Jun and Wei Jijun were looking at her, and her face blushed quietly.

Wei Jijun laughed, his laughter was rough, which made people feel a little scary. Fortunately, they soon stopped paying attention to Zhan Lu and chatted casually. Wei Jijun looked at the thin clothes on Ming Yijun and asked:

"Mingyi, the weather is so cold, you are still wearing such thin clothes, it is really uncomfortable to look at, the crane I gave you?"

Ming Yijun glanced at him:

"Where you gave it to me, it's clear that I won it by making a bet. ”

"Good, good, even if you win. Where's that thing?"

Zhan Lu remembered that the crane was not covered when the fox was released? Later, the fox left, and the crane was gone. It was probably taken away by a fox. She was thinking about it, only to hear Ming Yijun say:

"I burned a hole the year before last and threw it away. ”

But Wei Jijun didn't believe it:

"That crane is what I easily collected the feathers on the wings of the crane, and taught the fairy maid to weave it with a special technique, where can it be burned out lightly? ”

Ming Yijun shook his head:

"If it's in my hands, it doesn't hurt to pay you back. I did lose that thing now, where are you going to get it for you?"

Wei Jijun is still not dead:

"Where did you lose it? I'll find it. ”

"Cast it in the fire and burn it. ”

Hearing him say this, Wei Jijun had no choice but to die. It's just not very happy, and I keep muttering in my mouth.

However, the devouring monarch was not as relaxed as Wei Jijun, and his face was gloomy all the time, and he asked them:

"You say, can you get there today?"

Ming Yijun shook his head:

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen each other for nearly 10,000 years. The last time I saw him, he rode a flying dragon through the North Sea, and his posture was elegant, and his appearance was very carefree, which was enviable. He is such a divine dragon who has no head and no end, if he were to arrive suddenly today, I am afraid it is unlikely that he will ......"

Swallowing Jun smiled bitterly:

"After all, it's just a few of us who are anxious here. It's better to just shoot and break up, what should I do when I go back, you just stay here and talk to me and me, you are a day. ”

Ming Yijun frowned slightly when he heard him say this, but he didn't say anything. Zhan Lu's face turned red again, and his heart was pounding.

A few people chatted and waited. The New Year's bell rang, but the gentleman didn't come.

Both Eater-jun and Weiji-jun lost their spirits, and they all said goodbye to Mingyi-jun, saying that they would come again next Chinese New Year's Eve and wait, and if they came before that, they must give them news.

Zhan Lu was already sleepy, and she didn't sleep, but leaned on Ming Yijun's shoulder, like a kitten. Hearing that Swallowing Jun and Wei Jijun were gone, they only snorted a few times.

Lady Ah opened the door, sent the two of them away, and left herself, saying that it was the best cultivation on Chinese New Year's Eve. In the small wine shop, only Ming Yijun and Zhan Lu were left.

She was leaning on his shoulder in a daze, but at this time she stayed up through the middle of the night, and even if it was the New Year, she couldn't hold it anymore. Suddenly he fell asleep, his head slipping down, resting on his legs.

Ming Yijun picked her up and looked at her gorgeous little face, feeling for the first time that she brought him ...... It seems like...... It's not just delicious.

It's not just delicious, it seems to be something else.

Well, something else.

What the hell was it? He couldn't figure it out, and leaned over and licked her red lips.

It tastes so delicious that it seems to be the same as before. But...... It doesn't stop there.

He tried to withdraw his tongue, only to touch hers with his lips.

So soft.

He was addicted to it, and he used his lips to print her hair, her forehead, her eyes, and her cheeks. He kissed her □□ skin, still not satisfied, and reached out to unbutton the first button on her chest and kissed her neck.

His breath blew in her neck, Zhan Lu felt itchy, dazed, stretched out his hand and pushed him:

"Don't make a fuss......"

Her voice is slimy, with a bit of coquettishness, and it's very cute.

Just as Ming Yijun was about to carry her back to the room, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

There seemed to be someone at the door trying to get in.