"Since you are here to persuade him to go away, why is he so close to you!" The red mist in Erlang Zhenjun's eyes has added another percent.

He Yuting first slandered: MMP, aren't you closer than him now? Is Lao Tzu a fragrant meat bun or a meat bone in your eyes? Are you hungry dogs for three days and three nights, and you can get up to them one by one when you smell them? She didn't dare to say such provocative words, and spit out pearl-like round words very calmly and self-controllably: "He just has a question to ask." ”

"Question!" Erlang Zhenjun is not fooled. "What is it that gets you so close?" To put it simply, I dislike that the two people are too close. This sour smell can stretch for hundreds of miles out of the woods.

I'm afraid I'm going to scare you out if I say it! He Yuting scolded secretly, Lao Tzu Xing will not change his name, sit or change his surname, and if he increases his score a little, he will be able to press you in the Dihua Palace next time, are you afraid? Of course, she can't say this nonsense, she can only pretend to be confused: "Before you asked, you appeared." ”

Erlang Zhenjun recalled the picture he saw when he pushed open the door, and his blood was about to surge upwards again. "Really, when he finishes asking, aren't you going to be swallowed whole?" After speaking, he snapped and kissed He Yuting's mouth again, this time it was neat and not sticky at all. Then he grabbed He Yuting's hand again. First a light kiss falls between the wrists, then sucks and sucks to make a red mark on the wrist. He Yuting almost had weak legs and couldn't stand steadily, so she could only rely on Erlang Zhenjun's other arm with all her body weight, hanging vaguely. She secretly hated in her heart, and when it came to flirting skills, Erlang Zhenjun turned out to be unabated.

Thinking of this, He Yuting raised her head and looked at the past. "It's you! After all this time, you've become very good at tuning...... Tune ......"

"Flirting?" The person who was angry just now suddenly saw the sun and looked very happy.

He Yuting only felt that her chest was tight and her breath was blocked, and she could play tricks and ask the words, but she really slipped into her mouth but couldn't say a word. Jiro Zhenjun turned her around, and then slowly slid on the ground with her arms in her arms. He leaned comfortably against the trunk of the tree, and He Yuting leaned comfortably against him. But the question that should be asked cannot be bypassed for a moment. He Yuting looked at the scene full of spring in front of her, with birds singing and flowers, and finally asked expectantly: "Erlang, after so many years, do you have other, other, other ......" She grinded her teeth before asking: "The woman you like?" ”

Thinking of her as a new woman in the 21st century, she has long been accustomed to marriage and divorce, and the world is as accustomed to drinking water as flash marriages and divorces. Now it's really her turn to ask about Erlang Zhenjun's privacy, and his thoughts are still as old as a big man in the feudal era.

"Nope!" Jiro Zhenjun replied categorically.

It's too categorical, but it arouses suspicion. He Yuting wanted to turn her head to look at Erlang Zhenjun's face, but he was forced from behind and couldn't move. Only to hear him say:

"I'm preoccupied with finding you, every realm is a shuttle back and forth, do you think you don't need time and energy to go back and forth? Where is the time to provoke others. ”

Erlang Zhenjun's frank and unrestrained tone faintly revealed a hint of resentment. At the mention of this, He Yuting was weak and ashamed. "You just owe me a promise, just practice it when you meet me, and ...... if you don't meet me" She couldn't finish saying this sentence anyway. Erlang Zhenjun tightened her tightly and strangled her out of breath at once. "Erlang! You're hurting me! ”

It hurts and still doesn't relax the strength.

Erlang Zhenjun hissed and said, "You are the only one in the three thousand worlds, and you want to tell me to give up the others?" What about you? Does this mean that you can also give up to others? ”

He Yuting was at a loss. She didn't know. But the fact that she has been celibate for more than 300 years but has never been emotional, is not fake. Before Erlang Zhenjun appeared, there was nothing wrong with her being confused. When it's time to sleep, when it's time to eat, when it's time to laugh, when it's time to cry, it's all decent, and one thing is done. There's nothing wrong with that. As soon as this thought slipped through her, a sky-high hurdle suddenly erected in her own heart, and she couldn't get past it. Suddenly, I felt that if Erlang was not by my side, the previous dull life that took up nine-tenths of my life just by freezing sleep became boring and even unbearable. It's not just the question of Jiro Zhenjun's favor for others, but it's unbearable just thinking about him not being by his side. Is it really because there were too many ties in her previous life, so she couldn't remember her reincarnation and couldn't let go of it? If you don't meet Erlang Zhenjun, can you only go through the world, pass through the underworld, come alone, and go alone? He Yuting suddenly felt chills all over her body. Without the pot of fruit wine in the weeping incense forest poured into her stomach, how could she know about the past in her previous life? How can there be these little ninety-nines? At that time, Erlang Zhenjun is just a ruthless guest who rejected the girl, and the two of them will go against each other when they wipe their shoulders and dust off, and when they are out of bounds or their souls are scattered, who remembers who is who?

"This, this fate is really wonderful." He Yuting could only give herself a haha. "If I hadn't remembered my past life, maybe I would have ......"

Erlang Zhenjun interrupted her and said, "But I will look for you until I die." It's like I'd rather be two remnants now. In this way, you can be found faster. ”

He and Peony were reincarnated from one soul to two bodies, which has become the biggest pain in He Yuting's heart. At this moment, He Yuting couldn't help but hug his muscular ape arm and hugged it tightly. "Because of this, I hope that you and Peony can live in peace. Even if you can't let go of him, he can't let go of you, then don't meet in this life. Even if they meet, of course, they don't know each other, so let's spare each other. ”

Erlang Zhenjun rested his chin on top of her head, and just laughed, but did not make a sound.

He Yuting knew that he had other ideas in his heart.

"Erlang, I've done my hidden mission well. Your hidden quest will also be completed along with my hidden quest, and at that time, we will fly away from this world, and leave Peony alone. ”

"Are you willing?" Erlang Zhenjun obviously has a knot. The scene he had seen in the teahouse before was too shocking to him, and the questions that he had been ignoring now came back to his mind again and again. It's all Yulang, since Erlang Zhenjun can make He Yuting's heart move, then the peony also has the same potential. As long as you are in the same world for a day, this threat cannot be eradicated for a day. The best way to do this is to integrate into one...... Moreover, Erlang Zhenjun had something else to hide, he moved his little finger, and finally did not expose the old bottom and tell He Yuting.

He Yuting just guessed that there were other things hidden in his heart. But now is the time when the afterglow is still after a lot of affection, she nests in the arms of Erlang Zhenjun and doesn't want to move at all, and even her thoughts have become dull. She just kept reassuring Jiro Zhenjun. Just as Erlang Zhenjun hopes that she can promise not to interfere in the killing war with Peony, she also hopes that Erlang Zhenjun can let go of Peony and live a small life with herself.

"If you don't leave the peony in the middle," she paints with gusto, a bright prospect. "We can still live happily like fairy couples!" She unconsciously fused Jiro Zhenjun's future with her own future. Jiro Zhenjun noticed it and laughed silently. After a while, he put his arms around He Yuting and his gaze was projected straight ahead.

The leaves fell in a splatter and spread on the mud. The turquoise was covered with a golden glow, and occasionally a thin-beaked bird swooped through.

The days of such good times are numbered.

Jiro Zhenjun sighed with satisfaction. "yes, it's happy." He said that he was also very longing for the blueprint drawn by He Yuting.

"Very happy."