Does this count as digging a pit for yourself to jump?

He Yuting was so remorseful that she had to bite off her tongue. But the person behind him did not make any further movements, he was silent, waiting for He Yuting to give another answer.

The hand holding her shoulder withdrew after a moment. But the hand that closed the door was still motionless against the door, and that hand was reminding He Yuting how close the two of them were now. It's closer than just sitting together drinking tea and eating pastries.

"Because, because ...... You behaved ...... Like a loyal and unyielding ...... A married man! He Yuting couldn't swallow a word, she was pitted. Typical is a symbol of a weak heart.

"Don't be stupid! You know who my woman is. Erlang Zhenjun couldn't help laughing, his laughter was muffled in his chest like thunder in the sky, and raindrops pounded on He Yuting's eardrums. He Yuting felt that her legs were weak.

The warm snort was closer, spilling long on her ears and into her collar against her neck.

"What's my name?"

"What?"

"Xuan," Erlang Zhenjun coaxed, "What's my name?" ”

The voice flashed into the dark night like a bolt of lightning, lighting up He Yuting's panicked mind. She asked vigilantly: "Erlang Zhenjun? ”

"It's not." Erlang Zhenjun whispered, his voice full of pain: "My real name, only you know - my real name." ”

It was an ancient convention.

- You and I are husband and wife, only you know the name, and only I know the name.

He Yuting remembered that in the last moments of the previous life, their relationship had fallen apart, and he had changed his words, but then changed back, and still insisted on calling her "Xuan". And she, after she was heartbroken, never called his real name again.

- Gyokuro.

It's the name, but it's not the name. His real name is Yulang, but she prefers to call him Yulang. How many times have I seen him smile helplessly, and in the end, the heart-rending moment was just a bloody roar: "Don't call that name!" You don't deserve it. ”

He Yuting lowered her head. That nickname had become a taboo between the two, and she didn't want to touch it, and she didn't want to reminisce about the past.

Jiro Zhenjun waited for a long time. They are deadlocked. After a while, the hand against the door panel slowly withdrew. He Yuting took the opportunity to open the door and escaped. When she went downstairs, she saw that Erlang Zhenjun was still standing at the door, and she had no intention of catching up with her, nor did she mean to leave. He Yuting gritted her teeth and rushed into the kitchen.

In the previous life, all kinds of previous lives died, and there are still tasks to do today!

"Goodbye! Master! She hurriedly said goodbye: "I'm on a mission!" ”

"You're alone?" Jiro Zhenjun raised a long eyebrow.

He Yuting wrinkled. It's just to find another jar of wine, why can't one person? She galloped into the kitchen and brushed past the glazed cooks.

"Nine Heavens!" Jiro Zhenjun seemed to follow. This made He Yuting panic, she danced a rumba on the spot, and then clapped her hands together.

Jiro Makoto's voice was blocked behind the curtain. "If you call out my real name, then start over between us!" His hand reached in first, lifting the curtain.

He Yuting hurried up and made a grimace at him at the last second. "Phew!" Who starts over with you! Stinky and shameless!

That grimace was reflected in Jiro Zhenjun's eyes. He was slightly stunned and smiled comfortably.

Laugh? What's so funny about that!

The auspicious time has come, and God has risen!

He Yuting's world became a blur. Including Erlang Zhenjun, all the surrounding scenery was sucked into a small black dot. And He Yuting was dragged in the other direction by a suction force. In a few moments, she landed next to the coachman in Goldwater.

"I am the only one who walks on the official road that extends in all directions......" shouted the coachman.

Okay, okay, it's you! He Yuting threw two copper plates and asked for a fast bus, and Pegasus rushed to the weeping incense forest like a meteor. When is the time for children to grow up? Now is the critical juncture to do the task! She found the pile of rocks near the shower yesterday and struggled to pull them.

The task of killing the monkey and getting wine has been completed for more than half of the time, and all that remains is to take wine. She remembered that yesterday was a chance and found the wine buried under the pile. But now—

"No?" He Yuting was dumbfounded. She didn't believe in evil, and turned the other boulders upside down.

No!

Or not!

"Did you misremember?" She lifted the last and largest stone. A small loach jumped out of a crack in the stone and spat a mud bubble at her. "Yikes! Ah! She lifted a rock and shot herself in the foot.

"Can't find it?" A familiar voice sounded overhead.

He Yuting looked up sharply and saw Erlang Zhenjun standing on the shore smiling at her.

This haunting fellow! "What are you doing here?" He Yuting wiped her eyes.

"What are you crying about?" Jiro Zhenjun frowned.

"Cry yarn!" He Yuting bluffed. "Just a foot pain......"

As soon as she saw a flower, Erlang Zhenjun jumped directly into the water and hugged her.

"Why does my foot hurt?"

He Yuting looked at him stunned, with half a tear still hanging on her eyelashes. "I just moved a rock......"

Jiro Zhenjun is angry and funny. "Shoot yourself in the foot?" He put He Yuting flat on the stone pile. "Which foot?" As he asked, he peeled off both wet socks and wet shoes.

Jiro Zhenjun's eyes narrowed.

He Yuting subconsciously wanted to retract her feet, but was held by his two hands. The hot body temperature came from the place where the skin touched, and He Yuting trembled slightly.

"Men and men, men and women, give and receive kisses!" She screamed with a stalk in her neck.

Erlang Zhenjun glanced at her. "Do you need me to tell you what modern conferring and receiving?"

He actually knows what modernization is?

"No, thanks, I understand." Xiao Wuqiao is the most well-behaved, sensible and pure.

Erlang Zhenjun rubbed her feet for her, and sighed for a while: "...... Luckily, it didn't hurt the bones. There was only some redness and swelling. It'll be fine in a while. ”

He Yuting's eyes widened. Since you'll be fine after a while, what are you sighing for? Is it a pity? She lost a smile and forcibly pumped her feet: "Helper ......"

Erlang Zhenjun raised his head and stared at her with a pair of phoenix eyes. Even if he doesn't speak, she knows what his grievances are. He Yuting shrank her shoulders and called softly: "Okay, Erlang, Erlang!" ”

Jiro Zhenjun's lips pursed into a straight line.

He Yuting watched the blue tendons on his forehead jump suddenly. I miss it so much! In the past, she deliberately annoyed him, and he held it like this, until the muscles were up. Once you recall the beautiful and short time of your previous life, all kinds of beautiful pictures come one after another. Erlang Zhenjun hadn't shown anything yet, and He Yuting herself made a big red face first. She quickly coughed lightly and put things "on track".

"Erlang Zhenjun!"

"It's called Erlang!"

Ay? It's about to explode so soon? He Yuting felt that her ex-husband was a little stingy, what a person he was good at forbearance and quietness in his previous life! "Okay, Jiro."

"Why can't I find the wine for the task of killing the monkey and getting wine? Could it be that the place where the wine is stored is moved? ”

"Won't move." Jiro Zhenjun replied with a "That's why I followed" expression.

"But you'll have to kill the monkey again before the wine will show up."