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Demon asked and pointed to the invisible pouch around her waist, "Just now... What's that?"

Qingtian put his arm around his shoulder, tilted his head, and thought for a while before he spoke, "That pen... It's supposed to be something that can pull a red thread for people, and I don't know what it's called. But I should be able to name it, right?"

The demon asked and shook his head and didn't answer, because the word red thread was inexplicably familiar to him, but he didn't know where he had heard it.

When the demon asked back to his senses, Qingtian had already taken out the ballpoint pen again, pinched the pen in one hand, pointed to the pen with the other and said, "Listen, this month, the old immortal monarch will give you a name today." ”

The ballpoint pen in his hand trembled, and I don't know whether he was happy or excited or scared (?), but it slowly began to heat up, then lengthened, and finally turned into a dusty brush.

Qingtian frowned, could it be that the brush is the correct way to open this pen?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

The brush in his hand was still a little hot, and Qingtian continued: "Today, this month, the old immortal monarch officially ordered you to... I ordered you to..."

It's stuck, and she's never named the pen...

I used to think it was fine, but now when I think about it, I feel a little mentally retarded...

Forget it, Qingtian thought, the brush in his hand was still trembling, this name is so exciting, I must give it a good name.

Marriage pen?

It's so low, Sunny shook his head. What's that called?

It is rumored that there is a moon in the east and a god of love in the west, although I don't know if there is a god of love in the west, but there is a moon in the east and the old man has not run away...

Didn't Cupid have a Cupid's arrow?

Then this pen might as well be called Cupid's pen!

Qingtian laughed, and the brush in his hand trembled even more. Qingtian squeezed the pen tightly, held it up in front of him, and said solemnly: "Today, this month, the old immortal monarch hereby your name is Cupid's pen, I hope you can fulfill your duties in the future and bring more beautiful love to the world." ”

After finishing speaking, Qingtian saw a red line burst out of thin air in front of him, the red line winded up around the pen, and in the blink of an eye, Cupid's pen was entangled, and after a red light, the red line disappeared, but Cupid's pen was renewed, and it was no longer the previous dilapidated appearance.

And on the black and shiny barrel, five characters are engraved like a brand.

Cupid's pen.

Sunny day turns Cupid's pen back into the shape of a ballpoint pen and puts it in an invisible bag.

Then he turned back to the demon and asked, "You see, it's Cupid's pen." ”

The demon asked as if he didn't quite understand, but he didn't ask any more, nodded his head to show that he understood, and then stopped talking, just lowered his head and studied his book.

Qingtian bumped him on the shoulder: "The demon asked, why don't you talk to me." ”

The demon asked and looked up: "What did you say?"

"Tell me..."Qingtian touched his hand holding the page, cold, "Tell me why you're upset?"

"Not happy?" the demon asked with a laugh, "No." ”

Qingtian shrugged and squeezed her side again, "Then I'm not happy, you can tell me a joke." ”

Youwen put down the book in his hand, stroked his smooth chin with his slender fingers, and said after a few thoughtful knocks: "Okay, this son will reward you with this face today." ”

Qingtian got up, "Wait a minute, let's find something to cheer up." As he spoke, he opened the small drawers on the wall of the car one by one, and brought out a plate of dried fruit snacks.

Demon asked as she filled the small table with a pile of things before clearing her throat and speaking.

"One day, the big sheep and the little sheep were grazing together in the meadow. The little sheep asked the big sheep and said, 'What does your grass smell like?' and the big sheep said, 'cao mei wei.' As soon as the lamb heard that it smelled of strawberries, he jumped over with joy, and after eating a few bites, he scolded, 'Nonsense!'

Qingtian smiled, pinched a fruit and stuffed it into the demon question's hand, and said, "The big sheep must have done it on purpose." ”

The demon asked and shook his head, "That's not necessarily, it may be that the lamb is too greedy to think crookedly." ”

"It's also possible..."Qingtian nodded, stretched out his hand and poked the demon again, and asked, "Let's talk about one more, it's a little interesting." ”

The demon asked: "Okay, this son has been in the backyard flowers for so many years, and telling a meat joke is not a piece of cake." ”

Qingtian laughed with him, looking at the pink lips of the bewitching question, opening and closing, the tip of the pink tongue in it poked through the fine white teeth from time to time, and wandered around mischievously outside, and quickly went back. Look at his slightly open robe and slightly flushed cheeks.

Such a person, if it was her, I don't know how many people would be ashamed. Just selling one's body for a sugar daddy and eating soft rice and saliva like a little white face can drown a person to death.

Fortunately, the demon asked here.

Everyone has their own attitude towards life, and she is glad that she met such a friend in such a place.

Laughter and laughter in the carriage came from time to time, and the outside of the carriage was deserted.

Except for Youwen and Qingtian, several people were sitting outside, although it was not yet dark at this time, but the fire had already been gathered, but for some reason, this group of people fell into an unwarranted silence at this time.

Sunny Sky came out of the carriage with Youwen.

Demon Wen rarely goes out of the carriage, and even less after Lu Shang is gone, and he has never shown impatience for the journey when he is used to being served in the backyard.

In addition, the demon asks for the extreme beauty, and everyone in the world has a love for beauty, so in addition to Wu Qingqiu, a few girls and even the coachman have an excellent attitude towards the demon question.

At this time, the sky was slightly dark, and there was a faint light, and there was not much difference between the white robe of the demon and the crescent-colored robe on Qingtian. However, the two of them are handsome, and they feel comfortable looking at them.

Xiao Xi looked at the two people who came from the carriage, and bumped Xiao Bei's shoulder next to him: "Do you think that Miss Xiao and Demon Ask Gongzi are very eye-catching when they walk together?"

She learned the word eye-catching from Miss Xiao.

Konishi's voice was not high, but among these people was already very quiet, even if Konishi suppressed his voice, several people around him could hear it clearly.

Xiao Low frowned, and quietly moved to the side, not daring to look at their little master's face.

Xiaobei was busy with his head down, and he didn't say anything after listening to Xiaoxi's words, so he nodded casually.

Wu Qingqiu's face was even worse.

Qingtian dragged the demon question over and sat down in the open space between Wu Qingqiu and Xiao Low.

"Where is this, why are there so many people?" Qingtian asked Wu Qingqiu beside him as soon as he sat down.

Wu Qingqiu was not in a good mood and didn't want to speak much, but he still said with a straight face: "This is the intersection." ”

Because of the T-junction, there were many people who spent the night on this wasteland, in addition to their four carriages, there were three teams of people not far away, two of which were one carriage each, and one team was two, which were not as many as their group.