The sand and gravel did not seem to fade away from the heat of the day, as a drop of night dew broke free from the tip of the leaf and dripped, a wisp of green smoke ignited with a "whoosh-" sound, happily curled around Jiang Zhige's white shoes, and then dispersed with nostalgia.

The moonlight was warm and gentle.

His side face, deeply blurred by the moonlight, was shallow and thin, and the irrepressible tide in his eyes was intertwined into a beautiful illusion that she could not distinguish in the droplets of morning dew, as if, all this, once at a certain time and a certain day, she, had also been treated by him, in this way, eagerly and gently.

It's as if his name is a curse, a curse to a beautiful fairy tale world, she stands outside the door, but she never knows the essentials, and she can't enter all day long.

"Leaf ...... Shengji? ”

It was Jiang Zhige who blurted out a little distractedly.

"Tick-"

It was the night dew that dripped next to his Danfeng eyes, and the starlight was just right to be caught in the crystal night dew, which made his slightly drunk eyebrows and eyes have a stunning Shao light, flowing, overflowing.

It was a color that Jiang Zhige couldn't describe, as if there was a flying snow hitting the top Buddha statue that had been frozen for thousands of years, and at that moment, all the cultivation turned into red dust, shattered petals, sprinkled with water, and fell on him, deep eyes.

Ye Sheng's long and white neck, the Adam's apple slid up and down due to choking, and his hands were already unconsciously clasped tightly on Jiang Zhige's shoulders and locked deeply.

It seems that he is afraid that as soon as he lets go, the woman in front of him will turn into a wisp of smoke and leave.

"You, Fang Cai, what are you calling me?"

His pale blue pupils are like stars reflected in the sea, and what is deeply reflected is Jiang Zhige's figure alone.

His ecstasy, his gains and losses, in the wind and moon of the desert at this moment, staggered into a trace of throbbing in Jiang Zhige's heart, pulling her heart, a little itchy pain.

"Your name...... Call...... Ye Shengji? ”

Jiang Zhige hesitantly reaffirmed the pronunciation of the name, as if it was not coming out of his own mouth.

The wind swept through the cracks of the crisp green leaves, rolled up a young leaf, happily circled in the white moonlight, swayed down, and inserted it into the long hair between her ears.

The moonlight passed through Ye Shengji's slender fingers, he raised his hand slightly, and the white jade-like fingertips touched her fine soft hair, and the skin touched throbbing gently.

Under the starlight, what can be seen at a glance is the smile he was drunk with her heart, the mellow wine that suddenly overturned in the smoke and rain alleys in the south of the Yangtze River, with the strong fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and easily filled the splendid golden sand of the entire desert.

His fingertips stayed in her hair, his fingertips moved slightly, pinching the tender leaf, and his smile became more intense.

His cheeks, sideways, next to her ear, were only a finger's away, and his breathing was so hot and hot that she panicked.

Subconsciously, she wanted to dodge.

However, one of his hands suddenly wrapped around her shoulder, and his bewitching magnetic voice said wetly in her ear with a smile and drunkenness: "Don't move, there is a leaf." ”

For some reason, she stood there obediently as if she had been spelled, unable to move.

The palms of her hands were oozing with fine sweat. Her heartbeat was irregular and frenzied that she couldn't grasp. Her breathing was so rapid that it was a little uncomfortable.

She, involuntarily, slowly closed her eyes.

His lips, slowly, deeply, closer, closer.

The moonlight poured brightly and poured between their cheeks, and the stars shone brightly in between, intertwining into shining points of light, wrapping around her hair and his lips.

"Wow-"

A delicate jade carved ivory mountain river fan, so uninteresting, was between Jiang Zhige and Ye Shengji.

Ye Shengji's lips stayed on the towering mountain where ink was splashed on the fan.

He frowned.

The breeze brought out by the opening of the fan swept Jiang Zhige's cheeks, startled her long hair and flew behind her, and a cool breath also woke up her intoxicated mind, making her wake up.

She had a bad premonition.

Suddenly looking up, she looked up and saw the perverted silver-clothed man from before, staring down at her with a slightly curious look on his face.

"Disturbed Ye Gongzi's Yaxing."

Barren said slowly, and with a "whoosh" sound, he took it back. Don't forget, dusted off the dust that didn't exist on the surface of the fan.

"It turned out to be you. My Taoist calls the lord of the world the barren son ignorant of mortal things, what's the matter? Now you are also in charge of my Ye Shengji's affairs? ”

Ye Shengji obviously didn't want to see the personable silver-clothed man in front of him, but instead put his arm around Jiang Zhige's waist and wrapped her around her, which seemed to have a bit of a taste of declaring sovereignty.

Seeing his action, Barren whispered "Huh-" as if surprised, and then with that indifferent demeanor, he said coldly: "I don't have the leisure to mind your affairs. Which one you like to be your queen, or which one you love to kiss, is your business. But, this woman, I have to take it today. ”

The wind of the desert swept up the remnants of sand, and between the three of them, Jiang Zhige sadly saw the barrenness and locked her eyes on her.

What kind of grudge is this......

"Hehehehe...... Swordsman? Handsome guy? Are you mistaken? I have no money and no color, are you looking for the wrong person? ”

Jiang Zhige has suffered a loss, and he is not stupid, in comparison, it seems that this Ye Shengji is still easy to talk about.

The lesser of two evils.

So, very weakly, she shrank behind Ye Shengji.

"What if I don't agree today?"

Ye Shengji smiled, the corners of his mouth rose evilly, next to his eyebrows, but it was real, killing intent.

"I told you. Today, I'm going to take her away. ”

Barren and not afraid, his face was like frost, and he said coldly.

"It's a pity. It seems that you have never been going to take it away from me, but in the end, it is still my Ye Shengji. It was, and it is, and it is, no exception. ”

Ye Sheng sighed lightly with regret and chuckled mockingly.

Jiang Zhige saw behind him that his hand hidden in the cuff was already clenched into a fist, and when he said this, his muscles were exposed. And his body, for some reason, was a little stiff.

"Really?"

Barren has never seen the joy and sorrow on his face, but at this time there is a color of forbearance and pain, and in his eyes, the killing opportunity has also risen.

"Be careful!"

Jiang Zhige exclaimed.

I saw the barren barren under the moonlight with one hand raised, and the wind filled the sleeves, and the sand rose on the flat ground!

"Go."

Barren whispered, and his hand fell.

The wind swept the sand like a knife towards Ye Shengji and Jiang Zhige!

Jiang Zhige exclaimed!

But there was a big warm hand over her eyes.

She heard Ye Shengzhen say-

"Don't be afraid. I'm here. ”