"I've been standing here all the time!" The prison painting was really speechless for this stupid wolf, patted the wolf's head and said, "Why are you so scared?" I just accidentally got you into the storage space. ”

The black horse winked at its wolf eyes, which it thought were innocent, but were actually terrifying, indicating that it didn't know what the prison painting was talking about.

Naturally, she didn't ask a wolf to understand what a storage space meant and what a void was, she just asked, "Don't worry about anything else, just tell me what you just felt like in there." ”

Wu Hao carefully recalled what had just happened and described: "I felt as if I had suddenly lost my sight, and it was dark and empty all around, so terrible...... Master, am I suffering from the legendary claustrophobia? ”

He didn't bother to pay attention to it, and asked, "Except for the black, do you feel like you can't breathe?" ”

"Yes, yes, claustrophobia is not being able to breathe......"

"Woo! You stupid wolf, think about it for me, is it really impossible to breathe or do you think you can't breathe? ”

Wu Qi was very dissatisfied with the fact that the prison painting called it a stupid wolf, but it couldn't resist, and said with a pout: "How do I know? I was scared to death, I thought I was blind! ”

"Okay, since I can't remember, let's try again!" The prison painting is about to put the black horse into the storage space. Wu Hao was frightened and shouted, "Yes, yes! I can breathe! I remember! ”

"Do you really remember?" Prison Painting deliberately asked with a straight face, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

"Really, really! If I can't breathe, how do I scream? I couldn't see it, I was so scared that I couldn't remember. ”

If it can store air, then this storage bracelet is not the storage medium used by ordinary immortal cultivators, but something from the immortal world. Most of the immortals have virtual dings, and there is plenty of space, so they don't need this kind of gadget, so they rarely use it. Generally speaking, only the little fairy children born in the fairy world are not big enough, and their parents make them to supplement them. This bracelet looks a little small, if it weren't for the small hand and thin wrist, it is estimated that it would not have been able to fit. It can't be that Xue Yan wore it when he was a child, right?

Thinking of this, the cheeks of the prison painting turned red again. Holding your own bag with the things you had when you were a child and giving them to girls, although this kind of thing sounds like an antique thing, but the sultry effect is not reduced. Besides, this thing is really useful to her now, and she has no reason not to accept it.

After receiving other people's things, and bearing other people's favors, it's really a bit too much to say if you don't call back. Prison Hua washed his face, suppressed the flush on his face, and then dialed the phone.

"Hello?" Xue Yan's still low and charming voice came from the other end of the phone, and his heart trembled when he heard it, and he said in his heart: This damn guy, he is so skilled at flirting with girls, and he doesn't know how many girls he has harmed before.

"That, something I received." It took a long time for him to say this. In her opinion, the rich meaning of this thing is too ambiguous to say, and she really doesn't know how to deal with this scene.

"Got it? Have you tried it? Is it easy to use? Xue Yan asked three questions in a row, and his mind was full of the word "flame" on the bag, and he didn't know which question to answer, so he only said: "Hmm." ”

"That's good." Xue Yan chuckled and said, "Originally, I was ready to use it later, but I put it here for four hundred years, but I didn't expect to use it for you first." The right size, right? ”

Hey? Ready to use it later? Was it used by yourself first? He didn't understand what Xue Yan meant, and asked, "What?" What are you talking about, why can't I understand it? ”

Xue Yan's voice paused, and then there was a chuckle: "Oh, I just forgot, you don't remember it now." ”

The prison painting was said by Xue Yan to be a little depressed. According to Qing Soul's description, the personality of the former self and the current self are not at all the same. The person Xue Yan knew and never forgot was her in her previous life, not her current self. It's all my own, but I don't remember anything, it's like another person. Xue Yan liked another person, and she didn't sound happy with this description.

It's over. The prison painting found that it seemed to be planted in the hands of Xue Yan, a master of flirting with girls. But despite realizing it, she still couldn't help but ask, "Xue Yan, I want to ask you something." ”

As soon as Xue Yan heard the tone of the prison painting, which suddenly became serious and sad, he immediately said with a straight face: "If you ask, I will tell you what I know." ”

"That ......" still hesitated, and finally said: "What kind of person was I before?" ”

Xue Yan didn't expect to ask such a question after struggling with prison painting for a long time, and thought for a while: "Actually, I don't know too much. ”

Nani? The prison painting was stunned. You don't know? What kind of relationship did I have with you in my previous life, you don't even know what kind of person I am?

"Eh, prison painting, although I made a marriage contract with you in my previous life, it was still a feudal old thing that was popular four hundred years ago, and men and women didn't deal much with each other before marriage."

There was so much information that my mind was blank, and I didn't know where to start.

"Prison painting?" Hearing the silence of the prison painting, Xue Yan was a little anxious. Originally, he wanted to find a suitable time to tell the true relationship between himself and prison painting, but now that prison painting asked, and the relationship between the two also had some heat, he naturally said it, he didn't expect prison painting to be so stimulated. He hurriedly shouted on the phone: "Don't be angry, I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to accept it for a while, so I haven't spoken yet." I'll go to you now, you'll wait for me......"

The prison painting was still immersed in shock, when he heard Xue Yan say that he was going to come to him. Looking for yourself? Don't! Now that the relationship between the two is so ambiguous, and just now they talked about the marriage contract, and now they have to face her, isn't she going to blush and die? Absolutely not!

But Xue Yan had already hung up the phone. Immediately, he heard a quick knock on the door.

Hey, this guy is here!

Xue Yan usually came to her through the Vientiane Gate. Just like when he broke into the box of King's Landing that day, the door lock didn't mean anything to him. He knocked on the door out of politeness. After knocking twice on the prison and making no reply, he pushed the door himself and entered.

There was no way to escape, so she had to watch Xue Yan walk in front of her.

"Are you angry?" Xue Yan asked tentatively.

How can you get angry now? She shook her head. Xue Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, picked up the pile of talisman papers spread on the bed, stacked them neatly, put them aside, and then sat on the edge of the bed.

The prison painting subconsciously wanted to hide, but the rune paper on the bed was bought back by her heart, and she was reluctant to sit down, so she had to stay motionless.

"I've wanted to talk to you for a long time, but I just kept thinking it wasn't appropriate. Now that you have asked, I will tell you what I have done before. Xue Yan picked up the empty jewelry box on the bed, closed the lid of the box, took out the bag again, and stuffed the box inside.

"You made this bag for me with your own hands." His fingers stroked the word "flame" on the bag, as if they were caressing the heart of the prison painting, itchy, soft, and a little burning.

"It's normal that you don't remember, after all, it's been four hundred years. I also recalled carefully to remember some of the situations at that time. At that time, I asked King Qin Guang to send a dowry gift to your house and propose marriage to you. You agreed, and someone sent this a month later. ”

He moved his gaze to her face, and even if she didn't look at each other, she could feel the affection in his eyes. She seemed to see an electric current follow his gaze towards her heart, and it was loud and loud.

This thing, in ancient times, was a token of love between young men and women. In modern times, it's just about giving gifts, and it's very commonplace. But in ancient times, it was a remarkable object, and it could be seen from Xue Yan's discharged eyes what it meant. The prison painting was so electric that he couldn't stand it, and couldn't help glaring at Xue Yan and said, "Always look at what I'm doing!" ”

But if you don't look at it, it's a bad thing. Xue Yan's handsome face and the affectionate expression made the prison painting flush in an instant, and the deer in his heart scurried around unscrupulously, like a crazy husky, and he was hopeless.

This coquettish appearance is also an intoxicating scenery in Xue Yan's eyes. He suddenly began to laugh, his smile clean and clear, his crooked eyes and the corners of his mouth making him look like an ordinary big boy.

Hey, it's gone! The prison painting didn't dare to look at him again, turned his head awkwardly, and asked viciously, "And then?" ”

Then she felt her left hand being shaken. There was another surge of heat on her face. This is going to hold hands? She's not ready yet!

Just as she was thinking, the hand moved to her wrist and rubbed the jade bracelet on her wrist.

"Then, I polished the bracelet and gave it to you as a gift in return."

Originally, this was a marriage that he didn't attach much importance to, so much so that he couldn't even remember that he had married a woman later. But the exchange of tokens at that time, now that he recalls it, it is a different taste. Especially when he saw the red face like a burning cloud, he was even more happy in his heart, glad that he had such a precious memory.

Seeing his vigorous rubbing, he felt a little awkward, withdrew his hand, and glared at him fiercely. The hand with the jade bracelet was held on her chest as carefully as if it were her own heart.

She was so nervous. Rao was so, and he didn't get carried away with her. She asked, "Isn't this bracelet mine?" she asked. Then what do you mean by what you just said that I used it first? ”

Xue Yan was not disturbed by the lie, but laughed more cheerfully.

"It's not your thing." He turned his face sideways, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "This is for the future." With this size, a child of seven or eight years old can wear it up to seventeen or eighteen years old. Now it seems that you can wear it well......"

"Ahh Say no more! The prison painting covered his face uncompromisingly.

How did she forget? In the fairy world, storage bracelets were originally intended for children. Xue Yan gave her this to leave it for her children in the future. This token is really ...... It's so shameless! She can't accept it even as a modern person, and it's really unreasonable for ancient people to still talk about it!