Little Purple Hitomi slept.

Fortunately, there is her prescription, and fortunately, Ye Weiyang's memory is good enough.

Seven days later, she was finally cured.

On the evening of the seventh day, when Ye Weiyang brought the herbs again, Xiao Zitong drank the medicine in one gulp, and reached out to snatch the sugar gourd in his hand.

"Let's go!"

"Where?" Weiyang asked.

Xiao Zitong turned her face, she still had half a hawthorn in her mouth, and her little cheeks were bulging, which was particularly cute.

"The last time you took me to play, play again."

"No, your body won't be able to take it!"

"I have a better way to play."

After she finished speaking, she dodged and rushed out of the dragon cave.

Ye Weiyang was busy chasing out.

"Weiyang, hurry up!"

Behind her was a pair of silver wings of light, hovering in the night sky.

"You ......" Weiyang looked surprised, "You can use light wings?!" ”

"Of course, I'm already standing outside the threshold of the god rank." The little girl beckoned to him in mid-air, "Come on!" ”

Ye Weiyang spread her body and flew up, and the little girl immediately flew towards the cold river first.

Flying above the river, Xiao Zitong suddenly retracted her light wings, turned over in the air, stretched her arms, and fell weightlessly towards the river.

"Purple pupils!" Weiyang chased after him worriedly, but saw the little girl smile at him with a side face, "Put away your light wings!" ”

Ye Weiyang saw that she did it on purpose, and although she was puzzled, she still acted according to her words.

The two of them went down weightlessly together, and he looked at the little girl beside him, and spread his arms like her.

He has flown countless times, but he has never noticed that the feeling of falling weightlessly is originally so exciting and interesting.

Since then, the two have been each other's companions.

He practiced, and so did her.

He practiced martial arts, and she practiced swords.

Drink together, go to the sea and the river to play a game of falling from the sky......

Time flies.

It's a year in the blink of an eye.

On the Shangyuan Festival that year, Xiao Zitong was twelve years old.

The two of them ran to Zhongzhou together to put the lamp, and Xiao Zitong would still quietly write Beichen's name on the lamp.

After putting on the lights, the two went to play together, but met a cheating couple.

Looking at the way the two kissed mouth-to-mouth, Xiao Zitong just looked puzzled, "Weiyang, what are they doing?!" ”

Ye Weiyang retracted his gaze, and his tone was a little weird, "They're ...... Kissing, this is something that only makes love between a man and a woman. ”

"And what are they doing with their undressing now?" Little Purple Pupil was still staring at the men and women under the trees not far away.

At this time, the two have already begun to enter the process of undressing.

Ye Weiyang grabbed her by the collar and pulled her away from the tree and flew straight away before stopping.

"You haven't answered me yet?"

"They...... At...... Bridal chamber. ”

Xiao Zitong blinked, "However, it is a wilderness, and there is no house. And there are no quilts either, aren't they cold? ”

Her concept of a cave house is still at the level of a man and a woman entering a new house to sleep together.

Ye Weiyang looked at her little face focused and puzzled, his gaze swept over her lips, and his face became more and more weird, "Of course...... No. ”

She habitually walked over and jumped on his back, "Then let's go back!" ”

Compared to a year ago, she has clearly begun to develop.

Feeling the strange soft touch on his back, Ye Weiyang took a deep breath and pulled away her arm around his neck.

"From today onwards, don't let me carry you again!"