The capital, the night moon demon small dilapidated house.

"Brother Chi Yu, the adult has already put a big bottle of blood for you, isn't it enough?"

The butter cake flew around Yan Chiyu's side, curious why he hadn't left even though he had already gotten what he wanted?

Of course, she didn't mean to rush Brother Chi Yu to leave, because Brother Chi Yu said that he was in a hurry before coming.

"Do you have anything else to ask me?" A young man in the dark who is casually leaning under the cherry blossom tree, his clothes fluttering. The crow's blue hair stretched all the way down the inky black robe to the invisible back, like a fairy and a demon, which made people never get tired of looking at it.

He is the light that cannot be grasped in the dark night, and the color that cannot be grasped in the smoke and brightness.

Male and female are indistinguishable, and beauty is confusing.

"About the parchment rolls."

Yan Chiyu sat down with a bent turn, took out the parchment roll wrapped in fine hemp rope, pressed his fingers halfway, and gently opened it.

"What does it mean to say 'everything that appears will eventually disappear'?"

The butter cake floated in mid-air, trying to shrink itself into a small ball, shrinking into something floating in the air.

Lord Yeyue was the most beautiful person she had ever seen, and anyone or demon was gradually defiled and eclipsed in front of him. But Brother Chi Yu has never been compared, his temperament is different, the former is so beautiful and ethereal, like clouds and clouds; The latter is noble and elegant, the stars are the vastness of the sky.

"What the last Night Moon Demon wrote, why do you think I will understand?" The corners of the Night Moon Demon's mouth curled up in a small arc and chuckled.

Yan Chiyu suddenly said thoughtlessly, "If it weren't for the witch's instigation, maybe I would be extra special to you." ”

He propped his chin on one hand, his expression languid and nonchalant. Under the moonlight, those eyes faintly shone with the luster of inky blue night.

The Night Moon Demon's breath stagnated, and then he opened his mouth lightly: "I seem to understand...... Why he's befriending you. ”

The Night Moon Demon changed its sitting posture and leaned forward slightly.

"What does that mean—"

Yan Chiyu stared at the Night Moon Demon's lips open and closed, and the words smashed into his ears in series, causing his ears to buzz, as if in a dream.

"Okay, crispy, send your brother Chi Yu away~"

Buttercake felt like time had stopped for a moment, and she seemed to be missing something. Tightly, the sound is poured into the ears with the wind.

Butter cake stared at her family, her eyes full of peach hearts.

Mom, Lord Yeyue's voice also roared, especially when the four words of Brother Chi Yu overflowed from his mouth, woo woo woo is so sultry!

It's no wonder that Cupid's god always likes to write letters to Lord Night Moon, and the guy who can attract the god of love really has to be a monster like Lord Night Moon.

"Brother Chi Yu? Let's go. ”

The young man got up but had no intention of moving, he quietly stared at the Night Moon Demon, his deep gaze locked on him, as if he had seen a fragrant prey.

He hooked his lips and smiled, and his beautiful voice poured out, melodious like an ethereal ancient voice: "Yeyue, you haven't gone down the mountain for a long time, why don't you go down the mountain with me." ”

"Ahh Crispy is going too~"

The butter cake was very excited, and before the Night Moon Demon could answer, she had already pounced on the Night Moon Demon's shoulder, and her little hand gently grabbed the Night Moon Demon's robe, "Go, go, my lord, go?" Can you? Let's go and have fun together, and I want to meet Sister Wuyue too. ”

The Night Moon Demon rubbed his temples with a headache, and his fingers with a cold jade white light tapped on the butter cake's forehead, helpless and funny: "Do you know what he means by this invitation?" ”

"Not to play?" Butter cake blinked, and didn't understand what these scheming boys were talking about, what was out of it.

"Huh."

The Night Moon Demon chuckled.

After a while, he spit out the words: "Okay, half a year, play him for half a year." ”