Looking at her stunned expression, Lin Zijin took out the "Phantom Ring" and handed it to her: "Yue'er, this ring is given to you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but pick up the finger of the southern moon.

"Wait!" she hurriedly retracted the tail finger that was held by a certain man, her eyes looked forward to it, and asked timidly, "What are you doing here?"

Looking at the vigilance and panic on her face, she must have mistakenly thought that he was proposing to her, Lin Zijin had to patiently explain her doubts: "This is the "phantom ring", which can ensure that you will not be wiped out under any circumstances!"

Nan Xianyue snatched it, twisted it in his hand and looked at it, and finally recognized the origin of this ring. On the same day, in the video shown by the old man Hong, Nan Xianyue in the fairy world, when he met Zhong Tianmu for the first time in Nantian's "Holy Orchard", Zhongtian Mu gave this ring to Nan Xianyue, but he didn't expect that this ring was actually a "phantom ring", just listening to the name, tsk...... It's a bit lofty, I'm afraid it's infinitely powerful, it's not a good thing!

However, she couldn't take it away! She pushed the "phantom ring" back, her eyes flashed, and she pushed: "I don't want it!"

"Yue'er, this is not a "love token", this is for your safety, you must wear it!" Lin Zijin's tone was full of undoubted domineering.

"I ......," she wanted to refuse.

"Shhhhh

At this point, she couldn't shirk it, so she let Lin Zijin put the "phantom ring" on her tail finger.

The unthinkable has happened!

As soon as the "phantom ring" touched the finger of the southern moon, it seemed to be attracted by a strong magnetic field, and it swished...... It fell suddenly, clinging tightly to her finger, as if it was on her tail finger, firmly glued, and could not be taken off again.

She was stunned by the situation in front of her, tried a few times, to no avail, didn't know how to react, originally she was still thinking: after returning to the fairy world, she will return this thing to Lin Zijin!

How good is that?

Looking at Lin Zijin for help, he was also at a loss, obviously not expecting that this phantom ring seemed to have a spiritual ability to recognize people.

Hehe...... Lin Zijin brushed the corners of his lips and smiled unconsciously: "It seems that you have an indissoluble bond with this "phantom ring"!"

Nan Xianyue pursed her lips and did not speak.

After the two of them were frightened, Lin Zijin took out a cigarette from his pocket, twisted his fingers, pulled out one, and wanted to light it, and suddenly remembered that Nan Xianyue, who had also experienced a dangerous situation beside him, still clearly remembered that the moon had smoked with him in his previous life, so he paused, and then handed the cigarette in his hand to her, and asked, "Do you want it?"

Nan Xianyue shook her head and pushed back with a smile, which was considered a refusal.

He didn't do much pushing, took out the silver lighter from his personal pocket, bounced it off, lit the fire, lit the smoke, took a deep breath, and the whole set of movements was done in an orderly manner.

When the thick and indispersible smoke-gray mist spread, around the two of them, she beckoned with her hand in front of her nose, her slender fingers hooked, the smoke, the fog, obediently fluttered over, wisps, a thread, slowly drilled into her nose, a slight pungent and strong taste, lingering and lingering, all of a sudden, it slid straight down her heart.

Her movements were actually very light, including the sniff, which she didn't dare to indulge indulging for, for fear of being seen through by him.

However, he had already poured out her light little movements into his eyes, and her eyes were clearly shining with greed, but she pretended to be nothing, which was a little funny.

Lin Zijin handed her the whole package of moon-white Zhongnanhai with the cigarette case, and saw her expectant eyes flowing on his face and between the cigarette case, hesitating and refusing to take it, he whispered with infinite doting: "Smoke!"

She still shrunk her hand and excused herself, and he smiled: "Actually, in the previous life, the first time I was in Lin Zijin's house, the moon was not the first time to smoke, although your disguise was almost perfect, but, if you pay a little attention, you will still find some clues, such as the faint traces between your index finger and middle finger and the smell of tar, although it is shallow, it cannot be concealed." ”

Hearing this, she was stunned: I knew this was the case, I should have sprayed some perfume......! Who doesn't like that!

Instead, she no longer shirked, took the cigarette case, took out one, elegantly sandwiched between her fingers, the fire in his hand was handed out in time, he carefully cared for the faint spark, as if a gust of wind would blow it out, she lightly opened her lips, inhaled sharply without concealment, and lit the cigarette.

The smoke fills the mouth, creating a touch of sweetness on the tip of the tongue, entering the throat, entering the heart, and quickly spreading into the bloodstream, calming the clamor cells of the whole body.

Taking advantage of the gap between smoking, Nan Xianyue stared at Lin Zijin through the curling smoke, he held the cigarette in one hand, took a puff from time to time, played with the lighter in his hand with the other, and stared at the slender and scribbled, clear but deeply imprinted line of English on the lighter cap with an indistinguishable expression.

This lighter, she can't forget it no matter what, it was the last farewell night in her previous life, and the moon gave Lin Zijin something, just hoping that he wouldn't forget her when he used it in the future.

He handed the lighter to Nan Xianyue, and she hesitated for a moment, not knowing what he meant, and finally took it in a daze.

For the first time, his tone was tough, tough with a commanding tone, and he couldn't turn around: "Look at the bottom of the lighter!"

He must have noticed the mystery he left at the bottom of the lighter, but he didn't know if he had guessed her mind, or if he still didn't know, and asked her to answer it today?

She blinked a little faster, her curly eyelashes flickering with a gust of wind in front of her, and she lowered her eyelids to look at the bottom of the lighter as he said it.

But when she saw that the small space left at the bottom of the lighter had been carved with small letters: Y and L, her eyes suddenly moistened.

She cursed the male god in front of her in her heart, although this little heart was vulgar, but it instantly melted her heart.

This must have been carved by Lin Zijin in the previous life, Y represents the moon, L represents Lin Zijin, this kind of game that even elementary school students disdain to play now, but it easily captured her heart.

She lifted her eyelids to stare at him, and her eyes were covered with a shallow curtain of water, shallow as if it could be broken by a bomb, but so dense that it was impossible to pass it at a glance.

"Fool!" her tone was as light as the swaying night breeze, and it crept into his ears.

At this moment, Lin Zijin's slender body, who was smoking and didn't dare to look at her, trembled slightly, violently snuffed out the vigorous cigarette in his hand, and slowly approached, only one step between the two, but he moved in small steps, seeing that she was noncommittal, wrapped his arms around her shoulders, hugged her into his arms, and whispered: "I don't care what code words you left behind, I don't want to guess, I don't want to guess anymore, I just want to keep you by my side!"

In her drooping hand, the slender and long cigarette sank helplessly in mid-air, and she loosened her two fingers, and the cigarette was silently unloaded, rotated, and landed.

In fact, Nan Xianyue has not smoked for a long time, since her death, she has never smoked, she has long forgotten the taste of cigarettes, she does not miss that taste, for her, the lonely smoke represents more of a variety of painful memories of the previous life, the long night that can not be rested, she has taken cigarettes countless times to appease her lonely and impetuous heart, just to seek a moment of peace!

If she could, she would rather forget the pungency of the smoke, forget the past, and therefore, no matter how restless her lungs were, she would not touch the smoke. (To be continued.) )