Seeing that his son was still stunned, he was still stunned, and he didn't know what he was thinking with a zombie on his face. The emperor sighed helplessly and said, "If you want to marry, come to me at any time to marry." ”

After saying that, he drove back to the palace.

There were only two people left in the room, Di Chen and Nian Xiao, one standing and the other lying.

Di Chen's eyes moved slightly, his gaze fell on Nian Xiao, he stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed, and a cold voice sounded:

"Who the hell are you?"

Even Wusha knows you, and he is reluctant to say a heavy word to him, and even his eyes will fall on him in a controlled manner when he appears.

"Guess what!" The man lying on the bed said in a hoarse voice.

Nianxiao only slowly sobered up when the emperor said the last sentence. He was about to open his eyes, but he felt someone approaching, so he continued to play dead.

I thought that Di Chen could say something touching and heartfelt, but who knew that the stuffy gourd had been holding back for a long time, so he asked this.

Nianxiao sat up with one hand on her body, "Hiss-" There was a huge pain in her abdomen, and she looked down at her dirty clothes and ugly centipede-like wounds, and complained:

"Big brother, are you taking care of the sick number like this? At least give me a change of clothes! ”

Di Chen straightened his back and still sat on the edge of the bed, "Can you see with your eyes?" ”

He remembered the last two times the little dark guard's eyes had been briefly blind after falling into a coma or waking up.

"I'm not blind, I can see it." Nianxiao suppressed the panic in her heart and said confidently.

Impossible, it was impossible for Di Chen to notice the strange thing in his eyes.

Di Chen looked at Nian Xiao's wound and concluded: "It is much stronger than the repair power of a human being. ”

The corners of Nianxiao's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to kill the other party, and said, "You are not human!" ”

After speaking, he vaguely reacted to something, reached out to touch his cheek, and then, the whole person was stunned.

Whew——! The vest is off!

"You, you, how can you take off people's masks at will!" Nian laughed and asked rhetorically.

The originally pale little face became ruddy due to anger, a pair of beautiful eyes were angry, and the water was like water, and Di Chen, who looked at it, had a dry mouth.

"The emperor picked it." Di Chen successfully shook the pot.

Nianxiao's mind turned back and forth at this time, "That... What do you want to ask me? ”

"Yes!" Di Chen raised his eyes to look at him and asked, "What's your name?" ”

Nian smiled and pursed his lips and said, "Seventeen, my name is Seventeen!" “

Hearing this, Di Chen frowned, "I'm asking about the big name!" “

Shouldn't Seventeen be a nickname?

Nian smiled embarrassedly, and whispered: "Nian Xiao." My name is Nian Xiao. ”

Hearing this, Di Chen lingered on the tip of his tongue and gently chanted,—— laughing, laughing. His heart leaked uncontrollably, and he hurriedly stood up and left a sentence: "Good life and recuperate!" He turned and left.

Looking at his slightly hurried pace, frowning in confusion, Qianli sent a voice to the master, "Master, Emperor Chen asked my name!"

Sanren Zhenjun finally learned to fry melon seeds, and was tasting his own fruit, and said, "Oh, you know if you know!"

Nian smiled: "... Master, I'm hurt."

The other party was silent for three seconds, and just as Nianxiao was about to say that it was okay, a wind blew in his ears, and then he felt that there were people around him.

Sanren Zhenjun stood on the side of Nianxiao's bed with a black face, pointed at his nose, and scolded: "You little cub, are you going to die in front of the teacher!" It's been just two days! Tell me, which fool hurt you? ”

Nian Xiao's heart warmed, even if he didn't have relatives, he still had a master who had always protected him.

"The person has already let the master kill him, master, you hurry up and treat my injury, this wound is painful." He lifted the quilt with a humming and chirping, and complained with a sad face: "Recently, my abdomen has always been injured, and the water is reversed, the water is reversed!" ”

Sanren Zhenjun said while healing: "You don't have children, it doesn't matter if you hurt your abdomen!" ”

Nian Xiao: "......"

The pain in her abdomen gradually disappeared, and her eyelids seemed to be pressed against her golden top, and she couldn't lift it heavily, so she fell asleep in a daze.

Sanren Zhenjun sighed, sat helplessly on the chair next to him, and took out his fried melon seeds, "Click-click." "I sniffed.

……

The summer night is long, and the moon is crying.

Di Chen stood alone in the courtyard, his mind was full of the name of the little secret guard, "Nian Xiao, Nian Xiao, Seventeen..."

There seemed to be a wave of heat in my heart, rolling in and intensifying.

He stretched out his hand to cover his heart, and the first few seconds above the heat wave were like love.

Di Chen's eyes were dim, and his face was flushed with anger in his eyes, and he wondered if he would have a different taste if he tied people to the bed and wantonly forced the corners of his eyes to red.

Or the angry appearance of frequently pulling him back, grabbing the futon with his fingers, and trying to escape but can't escape, wouldn't it be more cute?

Or if you are kissed until you can't breathe, your blushing little appearance can't help but chant a shameful tone, will it be more beautiful?

The more he thought about it, the heavier Di Chen's breathing became, he raised his feet and walked to the room where Nian Xiao was, and after walking two steps, he stopped again.

He's hurt...

I can't bear it this time...

What's more, he is going through this body and not himself.

Di Chen stood in place tangled, and his handsome and incomparable face showed an unprecedented look of embarrassment.

"Two words!" He whispered.

"Lord Demon Emperor, Eryan is guarding eight feet." Erbao came out of the shadows with a grin, he had just found the whereabouts of the Demon Emperor, and he was summoned, it seemed that the Demon Emperor was missing him.

Di Chen glanced at Er Pao with disgust, and said in his heart: His emotional intelligence is not as good as his own! It's also vain to ask.

"Stand down!"

"Yes!" The second bubble retreated.

Di Chen blew the wind in the courtyard for a while, and after calming down a lot, he paced back to the side bedroom, and the master bedroom slept with a smile.

Lying on the bed, Di Chen felt for the first time what it means to be sleepless at night and insomnia...

He tossed and turned, and his smiling face kept coming to his mind, lingering, like poisoning.

Finally, he said, "Seventeen... My..."

He fell asleep groggily, but the frowning brow between his eyebrows indicated that the person was extremely unstable in his sleep.

Di Chen had a dream, a dream that he couldn't see people's faces clearly, and he dreamed that a man in white was holding a man covered in blood, and he was in pain.

The man in red: "Use my immortal ghost fire to protect your world's health and well-being, overturn everything, and only think of you to smile again." I don't have much, but I'll give it all to you, Ah Chen..."

The man in white: "I only want you, Nian Xiao, you hear clearly, I only want you..."

Di Chen's body shook in his sleep, and the memories in his brain poured into him like sea water, and the scenes of the past thousand years were all staged again like a marquee.

Sadness, loneliness, despair.

Joy, forbearance, excitement...

He fell in love with someone again and again, and he couldn't stand the flow of years, but he couldn't escape the young man here.

Laughing, you are a dream that I dare not touch hidden in my heart, and it is also a pain that I dare not remember when I bury it in time.

It turns out that some people seem destined to always love each other, and for the same reason.