When Ye Nanshan entered, it happened that Wutong came out of the bathtub, and there was not a single wisp on his body, although it was almost dark and the room was not well lit, but this looming picture made Ye Nanshan almost squirt nosebleeds on the spot, and even directly incarnated as a wolf, no, a dragon.

It's just that the instinctive desire to survive made Ye Nanshan retreat from the house as soon as possible.

Out of the house, Ye Nanshan was waiting in the yard, and he didn't dare to talk to Wutong at this time, the ghost knows if Wutong was already angry at this time, and if he said a word, it would be a bad life.

After waiting in the courtyard for a long time, there was a slight click in the door, and a small crack opened.

Well... I was able to get in.

Ye Nanshan got up, then was slightly stunned, looked down slightly, and muttered softly: "It's still good to wear a robe, it's loose enough." ”

Enter the house.

Wutong was already dressed neatly, sitting in front of the dresser, Ye Nanshan saw at a glance that she was wearing the golden phoenix hairpin he gave to Wutong on her head.

Ye Nanshan entered the house, but Wutong didn't turn his head to look at him, but just glanced at him with his spare eyes, his face was still red, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry.

Ye Nanshan felt that it should be the former, if it was angry, it was estimated that at this time, he should be slapped away by Wutong's palm.

didn't dare to mention the stubble just now, unless Ye Nanshan was looking for death, he would mention it, and with a dry cough, Ye Nanshan opened the stubble, "Cough... When did you come back?"

"It's been more than half a month. Wutong's voice didn't hear any joy or anger.

"Oh. Ye Nanshan answered, and then I didn't know what to say, or rather, I didn't know Wutong's current mood, and I didn't dare to say more, after all, before... Ahem.

The two were silent for a few seconds, and Sycamore broke the silence and asked, "When did you come back?"

Ye Nanshan: "Uh......"

When did I come back, didn't I just come back?

Suddenly, both of them were silent again.

Well, it was a bit awkward to talk about this day.

"Have you eaten?" In the end, it was Ye Nanshan who started the conversation again.

"Didn't eat. Sycamore replied.

"Hungry or not, I'll get something for you." ”

"Good. I'm going to eat noodles. ”

"Okay. ”

"Add eggs, two. ”

"You know, cut one and cook the other. ”

......

Talking about eating, the previous awkward atmosphere disappeared in an instant, as if nothing had happened before, and it was like Yenanshan and Wutong, in the past few months, they have never left this small courtyard, as always, as at the beginning.

The noodles were made quickly, and the two nights of steaming noodles were served, and in the bowl of the sycamore, there were two eggs, one fried and one boiled, which was Indus's favorite configuration.

Wutong ate very happily, she ate the noodles cooked in Nanshan for so long and overnight, but she still didn't get tired of eating, and today she didn't even have soup left, so she ate it cleanly, um... This is probably because I haven't eaten much these days and am hungry.

There is no Ye Nanshan at home, Ye Nanshan doesn't get her food, doesn't take her out to eat, if Sister Liu doesn't send something to Wutong to eat, she is probably unlikely to go out to find food by herself.

It's also thanks to the fact that she is a monk, and she supplies her own energy, and she doesn't rely on traditional food, otherwise, she will starve to death if she doesn't do it, of course, she probably wouldn't do this if she wasn't a monk.

After eating and drinking, Ye Nanshan and Wutong chatted for a while.

The two of them have been separated for a few months, and there will probably be a lot of things they want to say, but in fact, they are all idle and unrelated things, most of them are still talking about Ye Nanshan, talking about what they have seen and heard along the way, and about the interesting things and things they have encountered in the secret realm of the Thunder Emperor Palace.

Of course, about things like walking with Ram Yao in the Thunder Emperor Palace, Ye Nanshan never mentioned it, although Ye Nanshan didn't have the slightest idea about Ram Yao, but, if you say it, who knows if Wutong will be jealous.

Women are jealous, but there is no reason to talk about it.

Wutong has nothing to talk about, Ye Nanshan also asked her specially, didn't she encounter anything interesting?

Wutong thought about it for a long time, and then said that it was quite interesting to meet a dog that looked like a cat.

Well, with the cold temperament of the sycamore outside, it is indeed unlikely that it will feel anything interesting.

The night was getting deeper, and it was almost time to rest.

Ye Nanshan rushed back all the way, and before going to bed, of course, he had to take a shower.

After returning from the bath, Wutong was already lying on the bed, the quilt was tightly covered, and the half of Ye Nanshan's sleeping position had been vacated for him.

Ye Nanshan didn't go to bed as naturally as usual, mainly because of the previous picture, which had been dissipating in his mind.

Getting into the quilt, Ye Nanshan is the same as before, stretching out his hand to the sycamore as a pillow, usually according to the convention, at this time, the sycamore will be very cooperative to put his head on his arm, and stick it over, and then hook his neck to sleep.

However, today the sycamore did not move.

Ye Nanshan was still stunned and said, "Come here." ”

Saying that, Ye Nanshan took the initiative to bring Wutong over.

However, when his hand touched the sycamore and took the sycamore into his arms, Ye Nanshan felt wrong.

This touch... This is......

For a moment, Ye Nanshan felt that his robe didn't seem to be so loose.

Ye Nanshan was a little incredulous, and slowly turned his head mechanically to look at the sycamore.

Wutong's face was blushing, it was already red to her neck, her eyes were closed, she didn't dare to look at Ye Nanshan, and her eyelashes trembled, showing that she was very nervous at this time.

Ye Nanshan grunted, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his heart began to beat faster, hugged Wutong, put his hand on her shoulder, and tentatively slipped some on Wutong's back, Ye Nanshan was sure, not his own illusion.

pinched himself again, and the pain also told Ye Nanshan that this didn't seem to be a dream.

Looking at Wutong again, Ye Nanshan's eyes had changed, and his eyes were full of possessiveness and aggression.

Without saying anything, Ye Nanshan gently hooked Wutong's chin, and then kissed her red lips heavily.

At this time, there is no need to say anything, it doesn't matter what you say, what matters is what you do.

Wutong never dared to open his eyes to look at Ye Nanshan, whether it was Ye Nanshan's passionate kiss, or his hand wandering on her unscrupulously, arriving at some places that had never been reached or touched, all of which made Wutong nervous and shy, and did not dare to open his eyes to look at Ye Nanshan.

It wasn't until the last moment when Ye Nanshan was about to eat the sycamore clean that the sycamore stopped Ye Nanshan and opened his eyes.

Looking at Ye Nanshan pressed on him, Wutong's face was like a peach blossom, his eyes were shy, his eyes were tender, and there was a hint of confusion.

"We can't go back, can we?" asked Sycamore softly.

Ye Nanshan was uncomfortable at this time, but he still stopped, he knew what Wutong said that he couldn't go back, what he meant.

Wutong refers to the fact that he can't go back to the Dragon and Phoenix Continent.

Looking at Wutong, Ye Nanshan said, "Well, I can't go back." ”

Hearing this, Wutong gave up resisting, held Ye Nanshan's hand, stroked his cheek, and then said softly: "Then I... Marry you. ”