Wait for Gu Xian and his subordinates to all withdraw.

The floating moon extinguished the lights in the room, and took off the coat that covered Zhong Ling's head by the faint moonlight.

This situation and this scene can't help but make Fuyue think of a scene.

On the night of the candles in the cave room, the groom came to lift the hijab for the little wife.

Just when she couldn't help laughing, she didn't notice Zhong Ling's eyes, which had long since returned to black and white.

I didn't notice his strange look either.

When she reacted, the man next to her suddenly locked her neck.

Floating Moon: ???

What is the JER situation?

She looked at the man in front of her with a slight frown, and her heart skipped a beat when she noticed his strange appearance.

After licking the corners of her dry lips, she asked lately, "...... Zhongling?" ”

"What is the relationship between you and Mu Huan?" The man's low voice became more and more muffled and dangerous.

Fuyue looked at him unusually innocently in the dark, regardless of whether the man could see her eyes clearly or not.

"I don't know him." She shook her head.

"Heh, do you think the deity believes in you?" He pinched her a little harder.

Fuyue's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a layer of mist had already appeared in her eyes.

"You believe me...... The person I love the most is you......"

Faced with this situation, Fuyue's thoughts drifted away again.

Why is he so like those little white flower heroines at this moment?

Zhong Ling's body stiffened a little after listening to her sudden confession.

"What do you like about the deity?" He pulled her in and whispered in her ear.

Fuyue tilted her head slightly, and could smell the faint smell of blood on his body.

"Like you...... The charm that has nowhere to be placed...... "Fuyue racked her brains and came up with such a sentence.

Zhong Ling: .........

He pushed her away with some disgust, and turned to leave.

was pulled by the floating moon.

"My lord, stay tonight~" She said this, a bit like soliciting guests.

Fuyue, who said this to herself, received a sneer from Zhong Ling.

"That's how you usually talk to Mu Huan?"

Fuyue couldn't see his face clearly in the night, but she could make out the strong vinegar smell inside.

She blinked, innocent: "No, just to you." ”

Fuyue was already not afraid of death, and stuffed his hand into his wide palm.

His palms are cold, and in this hot summer, they are like walking ice cubes!

I didn't find out his good before, but now that I found out, Fuyue decided to occupy him.

Feeling the little girl wrapped up with her hands and feet, Zhong Ling struggled slightly.

"Come down!" ”

Fuyue pouted and shook her head, hugging him as if she were holding an ice cube.

It was so comfortable that she couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at the floating moon that was getting more and more inches, Zhong Ling pursed his lips and stared at her in the dark, as if he was going to eat her.

It's a pity that no matter how strong he is, he can't break free from the clamp of the floating moon.

I don't know what this girl has eaten, and her strength has become so great.

He pursed his lower lip, his face not good.

Waiting for Fuyue to hug enough, he was already asleep when he fell off his body.

After getting a respite, Zhong Ling took half a step back and looked at the woman who fell asleep on the ground, and the green tendons on her forehead jumped.

She stood there for a long time before he stepped forward to lift her up and throw her onto the couch.

And he was naturally standing by the bed with the presence of the old god, and he did not cross the distance.

Waiting for Fuyue to wake up, he saw a man standing on the edge of the bed with his eyes closed as if he was resting.

The morning light struck him, softening his whole being.

Fuyue looked at his well-defined side face, and said a few "tsk" in her heart.

This man is really much better looking than the male ghost.

It's just that the whole person is hard, and it's not interesting.