"Feilu, you haven't answered me yet, you are reincarnated as a human being, do you regret it?" Zhang Shaotong asked again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Daddy, I can't remember anything from before. However, in this life, the thing that Fei Lu regrets the most is cultivating immortals! Feilu would rather live an ordinary life in an ordinary family! Zhang Feilu stared down at the chessboard, her voice soft, but firm.

Zhang Shaotong felt another pain in his heart: "I brought her to Yangshan, was it really wrong?" ”

"Daddy, you have also cultivated since you were a child, and later cultivated immortals, and now you are also a person, don't you regret entering the Tao and cultivating immortals?"

"No regrets."

"Daddy, you're really not an ordinary person......"

"Do you want to play this game of chess again?" Zhang Shaotong bowed his head and landed a piece on the chessboard, which was a winning move.

"Next game!" The firmness in Zhang Feilu's eyes was even stronger.

Zhang Shaotong sighed lightly: "No need......"

"Daddy, in your heart, don't you really want to give Fei Lu any chance?" Zhang Feilu's eyes were extremely firm, and there was a trace of faint resentment, and he looked directly at Zhang Shaotong.

"You want to go down." Zhang Shaotong did not look up, and with a big hand, he divided the chess pieces on the chessboard into two chess jars.

"Yes, Fei Lu wants to go out of the mountain once to see what is going on outside."

"Yes!" Zhang Shaotong's voice could be said to be extremely low, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of his voice.

"Really?" Zhang Feilu was stunned for a while, but turned to be unconcealed excited, and stood up suddenly from the spot.

"Let Toru Hara go with you."

"Great! I'm going to go to him, thank you...... Thank you Daddy! ”

Zhang Feilu's cheerful and lively back flew into the air and flew towards a mountain in the north. Zhang Shaotong raised his head at this time, looking at the back from afar, there was a trace of sadness in his blue eyes, he knew that the back in his eyes was Chu Yiyan who said goodbye to himself forever, this farewell, he didn't wait for it back then, and now, after paying so much, he finally waited for him. There was no sadness in his heart, but a different kind of sorrow, as if it was a flower that he had cultivated and was uprooted.

After dividing the pieces, he leaned towards the trunk of the old tree behind him, his eyes piercing the heavy canopy, looking at the fragmented blue sky in the middle of the leaves, which was as blue and bright as his eyes.

He took out several flasks from his sleeves, lined them up on the ground, took one pot in one hand, and raised it to swallow a few sips.

The claustrophobic closed his eyes, his mind was silent, and he saw the face in front of him, which was sleeping. The mind moved again, and the state of mind that was formed by the art of eye alignment entered the other party's dream.

In the dream, he was still sitting under the old tree like this, and a beautiful voice sounded behind him: "Zhang Shaotong, you ...... What are you looking for me today? ”

This time, he sat under the old tree, but he didn't want to speak, and he didn't want to wait for her to come to him, but stood up directly, turned to face the figure behind him.

I saw that the girl who looked exactly like herself, was standing a foot away, with a hesitant face, and when she saw herself standing up, she lowered her head as if she didn't dare to look at herself.

Zhang Shaotong's mind changed, and he walked straight towards the girl in front of him, stretched out his hands and hugged her horizontally in his arms.

"Zhang Shaotong, what are you doing!" The girl struggled in her arms, stretching out her hands and pounding hard at her chest.

"Don't speak!" He opened his mouth faintly, and his eyes looked straight at the little face of the girl in his arms.

She was stunned in her arms for a moment, and then she looked at herself, and there was a hint of dodging in her eyes, and her eyelids drooped, and her eyes moved from her face to her chest, and she never looked at herself again.

He turned, carried her to the stone platform under the tree, still in his arms, and sat down on the spot, still staring at her, and she was still looking only at her chest.

"Zhang Shaotong, what do you say is the matter...... "She half-lowered her eyelids and moved her round and plump lips, but her voice was obviously lacking in confidence.

"Don't speak!" He repeated it again, hugging her one more step and pressing it full against his chest.

"Zhang Shaotong, are you stimulated by something? My back hurts so much when you get the ground. A small voice rang out in his heart, but he held the ground harder.

"I'll take you over, okay?" It was a long time before he spoke.

"Take it? Where are you going? ”

"Come to me."

"But isn't the disciple rule three years? Zhang Shaotong, what's wrong with you? A warm snort rose and fell in his chest, and after a pause, the small and beautiful voice sounded again, "Zhang Shaotong, you love to drink, I will drink with you, my back hurts, let me go." ”

Then, a pair of small hands climbed up on his chest, rubbing on his chest for a while, trying to push himself away, but he didn't push out an inch, but grabbed a fiery restlessness on his chest.

With the strength of his arms, he hugged her in front of him and kissed her without hesitation.

First kissed a piece of smooth pink cheeks, he sucked hard, and then kissed his lips, holding two lips as smooth as coral, gently lifted and slid away, the tip of his tongue touched a small soft thing, entangled and sucked away.

The hearts of the two of them were heart-to-heart, and even the heartbeat was through the skin and bones, shaking in one place.

Lingering kisses, skimming fiery snorts, endlessly entangled in dreams.

Zhang Feilu came to a hill at the northern end of Yangshan Mountain, and stepped briskly into a small courtyard, which was dotted with several small wooden buildings, and a very handsome young man was pruning flowers and plants in this small courtyard.

"Wu Ge, where is Yuan Che?" Zhang Feilu shouted at the young man.

"Aunt Feilu, Uncle Shi went fishing at the foot of the mountain. Why don't I play with you for a while? ”

"Next time, I'll have something to do with him. I'll go first! With that, the figure flew into the air again.

At the foot of this peak, in the midst of the reefs, a slender young man sat alone fishing, the sea breeze blowing his hair gently and brushing the sorrow in his heart.

Just as he was looking at the sea, Zhang Feilu's curling figure fell behind him and walked up quietly.

The young man seemed to be thinking about his thoughts, and did not notice the person behind him, and suddenly, he was slapped on the shoulder, and then he heard a burst of laughter like silver bells.

Turning his head, he saw the smiling person behind him, and the sorrow in his heart was swept away in a moment. However, as soon as he tried to speak, he immediately closed his half-open mouth, turned back again, and deliberately looked at the sea.

"Toru Hara, why don't you ignore me?" (To be continued.) )