Time flies fast and slow in the heavenly realm, and the Ten Heavens of Chongze have always refused visitors, unlike the hustle and bustle of the drinking banquet and Buddha meeting below, it is so cold that it seems to be a corner that has been completely ignored.

It's exactly like his master, no hustle and bustle, no confidant, pure heart to the extreme, but can stay in the world alone for a long time.

At least it looks laid-back.

Jing Hao flew back to the hall from the outside, turned into a human body in mid-air, and landed lightly beside the table, without messing with the Buddhist scriptures he had spread out on them, quietly letting it stay on the page when she left.

Shigezawa came back to his senses, turned the page casually, and looked up to see that she was looking at herself angrily, and the hand in her sleeve suddenly tightened, but it was retracted in the blink of an eye, and returned to an indifferent state, "What? ”

"What's wrong with me?" Jing Hao knelt on the side of the table and smashed it a few times angrily, "Those people below, just forget about the comfort you bring, it's ......"

She glanced at Chongze's face that had not changed in the slightest, and she was deflated first, turned around and sat down against the table, and took a few deep breaths to calm her anger, "I know that you are too lazy to care, and you will definitely not let me care, so I am going to quietly whip them a hundred times in my mind now." ”

When she turned around, she threw most of the half-scattered green silk on the table, covering the Buddhist scriptures spread out on the table in pieces, and the longest ones even fell over the table and fell to him.

Chongze looked down, his half-tucked eyes didn't reveal much expression, and his straight back didn't move a bit.

He used to be in a daze when he was alone, but he never had the same as today, when he was in a daze, his mind was full of a staggering figure, and the Ming and Ming dynasties were opposite, but all he remembered were all kinds of backs.

He rarely looked up, but he didn't stop to stare at her as she left.

He stood on the ground, thinking that he was still the majestic and silent mountain, but the lava beneath him was already boiling before he knew it, and he was frantically shouting to burst out of that gap.

Calm and crumbling.

Chongze pursed his thin lips vigorously, but the words that came out of his mouth were, "Turn around." ”

"Do what?" Jing obediently turned back and lay on the table, holding his chin with both hands and blinking at Chongze in front of him, puffing out his cheeks slightly and buying him a cute, "Suddenly I think I'm very good-looking, want to see more?" ”

Chongze whispered "En", his gaze was quiet and strong, like a king with a heavy sword patrolling the territory.

Jing Hao was stunned for a moment before he realized what his "en" sound was, and his hand slipped and almost knocked himself on the table, "Chongze, when I wasn't there just now, who smuggled in and drugged you?" ”

The style of painting has become too fast for a while.

"I'm thinking," Shigezawa paused, a little puzzled, "how could I not miss you." ”

He was obsessed with the back, whether he just wanted to open it to see the front, just like a child who always wants to open a wooden box to see what was inside.

His last sentence was too soft, and he only heard the sound in front of him, knowing that it was a sentence that he didn't want her to hear, and he wouldn't answer when he asked Chongze, so he didn't ask any more questions, lying on the table and muttering to himself, "It would be nice if I could kidnap you home one day, at least there, I can do whatever I want." ”

As she spoke, she yawned again, turned into a dragon body and fell into a familiar place, and fell into a stua again between breaths, and the huge dragon head unconsciously rubbed towards Chongze's side, and the tail swung comfortably.5./books/0/674/

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Shigezawa withdrew his left hand to avoid her scorching breath, and after turning the pages of the Buddhist scriptures, he lowered his hand to his side again.

Beneath his hand was a cold, scorching dragon horn, his breath rubbing reluctantly against his palm.

She said that love is love, and she would rather be wronged than insist on being by his side, warm and direct like the most brilliant and dazzling flower standing on the top of a branch, attracting passers-by can only look up and long.

And he is like a big tree that should not grow in the mire, half of the tree is sunk in the mud, imprisoned and silent, and he will be dragged back into the mire one day or another, and even the sun and air are extravagant hopes.

Now I raised my head and was attracted by the flower that was too bright.

Jing Hao woke up, turned into a white dragon again, took the shoes on the side but didn't bother to put them on, put them on his feet weakly, swaying like a ship bullying in the waves, and could be photographed in the bottomless sea at any time in the next wave.

She lazily yawned, looked at the person who was still sitting behind the table holding this Buddhist scripture and looked at it, and used her fingers to make a fingernail a little bigger, "Chongze, aren't you a little bored?" ”

She moved her foot to kick the shoe on her foot high, and when it fell to the right height, she firmly put it back on her foot, and she had a lot of fun by herself, "No one accompanied you to play before, but now that I have me, you can find me wherever you want to play." ”

Jing Hao took the fallen shoes with his hand, and half of his body crossed the table and came to Chongze, "Chongze, let me tell you, when I passed by the Yuelao Temple this morning, I saw that Yuelao was pulling the red line for a pair of men and women in the human world, he looked left and right for a long time, and after pulling it, he actually shook his head and cut the red line. ”

"I didn't know that the red line could be cut, doesn't the red line represent love? Is it true that you fall in love with someone because of the so-called fate, and you really don't love him at all after the fate is gone? ”

She frowned and thought about it seriously, and when she came back to her senses, she happened to meet Chongze's sight, and she didn't hesitate to laugh at him, "Anyway, I like you, even if my fate is exhausted, I want to like you." ”

"If two people really want to be with each other, who would be afraid of no fate."

Shigezawa stared at her without saying a word.

Jing Hao boldly touched the hand in his hand holding the Buddhist scriptures, "You don't think that being entangled by such a stalker bad girl is really the biggest failure in your life, right?" ”

She snorted twice, in a rather regretful tone, "It's a pity, your life is destined to be written by this failure." ”

The perfect person who flirted with him let go in time, so as not to be overwhelmed by his coercion again.

Shizuho let go of her hand and was about to sit back in place quietly, when suddenly she was pushed down by the force on her shoulder, and when she fell backwards, she felt a hand hold her bare ankle through her skirt, and folded her knees against her, pressing her whole body firmly to the ground.

Shigezawa's handsome face continued to enlarge in front of him, and finally stopped at the distance of touching the tip of her nose, and the long crow feathers seemed to open a deeply hidden picture under his slow movements, and the madness and heat that no one had ever glided on rolled in those dark eyes, expanding and enveloping her in them.

She actually saw a rather faint smile.

"Don't mess with me."

Shigezawa lowered her face, and the same suppressed but increasingly magnetic and aggressive voice ran from her eardrums all the way to her heart, beating wildly with it.

"Don't mess with me, huh?"