Looking at Liu Yi's quiet sleeping face under the lamp, Liu Liu closed the window, isolating the starry sky and boundless dark fragrance.

Liu Yi slept deeply, just threw it in his mouth and muttered, "Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow will become a trio." "Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow." "Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, don't stop the glass."

I read it all by recitation, or read it occasionally.

"The world is bustling, and it is all for profit. The world is crowded, all for profit. Liu Yi smacked his mouth and continued.

Hearing this, between Liu Liu's lowered eyebrows, she seemed to frown slightly because she thought of something.

The eyebrows and eyes shrouded in smoke are hidden under the long eyelashes like butterflies.

If people come and go for profit, what about demons? What is the demon for? It is only in this prosperous world that he wanders, obsessed with the false unknown, obsessed with pleasure.

In a trance, in the intoxicating aroma of wine, in Liu Liu's memory, another picture jumped out.

The white figure, in a boundless forest of begonia flowers, holds a long sword as thin as water but extremely sharp, and the tip of the sword flies like lightning breaking through the sky.

There is the sound of the wind breaking through the air, the rustling sound of the corners of the clothes flying, and the sharp starry eyes reflected in the sword body that flashes by.

The wind was fierce, but it never cut a begonia petal.

This picture appeared so familiar and abruptly in my mind, which made Liu Liu linger and a little annoyed at the same time.

Always when she was about to see that face, Liu Liu's memory suddenly forked, which made her annoyed and helpless.

Liu Liu was secretly annoyed, and wanted to let herself appear in front of that person, pulled his body, leaned on him, fixed him face to face, and then took a good look at what kind of face he looked like.

Whether it's ugly or beautiful, handsome or rough, you don't know until you see it.

Liu Liu thought like this, full of interest, but he was even more irritable in the loss of not being able to see the person's face, and a little joy disappeared, leaving only a double unhappiness.

Thinking like this, Liu Liu involuntarily moved his body, and Liu Yi also moved, bringing his body closer together.

As if he wanted to find a more comfortable position, Liu Yi moved again, nesting his face on Liu Liu, and then smacked his lips in satisfaction.

Liu Liu was a little skeptical that she was awake, her body was still, and she listened carefully to her breathing.

Until Liu Yi muttered, he continued to recite poems comfortably drunk.

"The clouds want clothes, the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." "Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color." "Pear blossoms bring rain in spring." "It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over the place. It's like that, and it's all broken. ”

“……”

It's just that I read it just now that I was drunk, but this time, I read it a beauty.

Muttering, Liu Yi's exhaled hot breath hit Liu Liu's neck, making her move her neck and feel very uncomfortable.

After confirming that she was indeed asleep, Liu Liu brushed Liu Yi's head, picked her princess up on the ground, and put her on the bed.

The wine jug had already been thrown on the ground by Liu Yi, the aroma of wine was permeated, Liu Liu also blew out the light, lay down next to Liu Yi, and covered the quilt on the two of them.

Liu Yi, who was drunk, was really not very honest when he slew, and kicked off the quilt from time to time and stretched his legs on Liu Liu.

At first, Liu Liu just calmly brushed her legs away, and later, she was a little annoyed.

She had hoped to abide by the custom of this mortal, to work at sunrise and rest at sunset, and to lie down at night on a well-behaved square bed, covered with a boxy soft quilt.

However, Liu Liu really couldn't stand such an interruption, and she didn't want to tie her up and make her uncomfortable, let alone wronged herself.

Simply, Liu Liu got out of bed, put on a snow-white middle coat casually, took the belt around his waist, and his figure flashed, and he had already arrived at the roof of the inn.

Fortunately, there was a wide slipped on the ridge of the roof, just enough for Liu Liu to lie on his side.

The moon was already in the middle of the sky, and the sky was clearer and clearer, and even the shallow dark clouds were gone, and only the bright stars in the sky shone and blinked.

Liu Liu lay flat, she is a demon, or a square inkstone, she won't fall, and she won't fall if she falls.

Reaching out, it seemed that the sky was very close and yet far away.

In the night wind, carrying the sound of rustling in the town, even the darkness that was not seen during the day, also reached the ears of Liu Liu.

But these have nothing to do with Liu Liu, that's people's business, not hers.

Liu Liu remembered clearly. I am a demon, not a human.

In the night breeze, the only thing willow cares about is the cry of the bird that wakes up, the barking of the dog in the distance, and the meow of the cat, the traveler in the darkness nearby, and even, the sound of them walking on the bricks and rubbing their paws against hard objects.

It is getting deeper and deeper, and Liu Liu's insolence is becoming clearer and clearer.

The tip of the nose, the rich fragrance of apricot blossoms, is also a little choking.

Raising a hand and covering her mouth and nose with her wide sleeves, Liu Liu closed her eyes and felt the rhythm and budding of nature.

She could feel that in spring, everything revived, the long insects in the cave began to stretch their stiff snake bodies, the hibernating insects began to move, and the small animals in the wild also began to forage for the new year.

However, what Liu Liu felt most clearly was the sound of flowers and various creatures in the soil breaking through the ground and budding.

So clear, so struck her.

Liu Liu thought that maybe it was Liu Yi next to her who made her perceive plants clearer.

Drowsiness gradually hit, and Liu Liu's arm unconsciously fell to the side, and the rich fragrance of flowers made her sober again.

So nasty.

Liu Liu frowned, and her flower-like face reflected the silver white of the moonlight, and her beauty was intimidating.

Brewing sleepiness, Liu Liu pulled out a touch of lucidity in a half-asleep and half-awake state.

The fresh and beautiful peach blossoms in the hands of the sister-in-law in the day, and the peach blossoms in the room under her were all told.

At this time, the peach blossoms have already bloomed.

So, why did the apricot blossoms that should have bloomed before the peach blossoms had this greasy fragrance after the peach blossoms bloomed?

Could it be the return of the old tree? Or is there another apricot blossom tree, which has been cultivated into a demon?

No matter which one it is, Liu Liu is very happy to go.

However, Liu Liu knows that this habit learned in ordinary humans cannot be easily changed. What's more, she doesn't have a very stable temperament.

What if I change my habits and can't get them back? She didn't want to re-experience what it was like to learn a habit.

Thinking like this, Liu Liu closed her eyes, covered her ears and nose, and quietly waited for the arrival of sleepiness.

Someone once told her that people sleep to dream of Zhou Gong.

It is said that Zhou Gong was extremely handsome and talented. Men and women, young and old, love to run into him.

However, Liu Liu felt very strange.

Why, in my dreams, there will always be no visit from Zhou Gong? On the contrary, there is always a man in white.

However, Liu Liu was very happy that someone had visited. Although, sometimes she is sad in her dreams.