Chapter Eighty-Six: The Festival of Fate
"Ahhh Got off... Ahh
As soon as the Yuan Shen stopped, the ink rain lying outside watching the wind also dissipated into the sun.
In the quiet room, there was only a half-open and half-closed wooden window, which made a sound in the breeze, and it was not until the end of the day did not enter, that a red dress slowly appeared in front of the dim and blurred bed.
Su Mochuan looked at the unconsciousness on the bed, and his heart was also inexplicable, and he didn't know why he would do such a shameless thing as following him incognito.
He had never thought about or done such an act of disregard for his identity, and when he saw that the descendant did not go in the direction of the overflowing country, he was actually relieved.
Sighing and attributing all this to the importance of Fu Yuan, Su Mochuan passed through the barrier of the phoenix's thin cicada wings and sat down beside her.
Naturally, his subordinates unbuttoned her shirt, and he intently checked the stopped spirit for her.
After a closer look, he stretched his eyebrows slightly frowned, it turned out that she was just drunk mixed with wine, and his subordinates exerted force, and he used his essence to accelerate her metabolism.
Seeing that the cherry lips that were usually blood-colored were now moist and light red under the influence of the smell of wine, suppressing the desire in her heart, Su Mochuan closed her clothes with lowered eyes.
Without using spells, he straightened the shirt back to its original state with his own hands.
Fingers inevitably touched her soft and delicate skin, Su Mochuan deliberately ignored the uncontrollable feeling in his heart, and was a little clumsy from the inner shirt to the outer shirt.
"Hmm." As if sensing the disturbance, the dormant primordial spirit of the descendant has already begun to operate automatically.
Almost as soon as she woke up, some muffled words came out of her mouth.
The words stopped the big hand that was tying her waist seal, and Su Mochuan thoughtfully rubbed her slightly open lips with his fingers, but after waiting for a long time, she stopped talking.
After a moment of silence, as if sighing, he said softly, "Who do you want to see just now?" ”
"Su Mochuan." Yi Huang answered clearly at the moment, but on that face, there was a layer of inexplicable pain on his frowning face.
I never felt that my name was anything special, and at this time, being called by her like this, his heart was like a warm breeze in his arms, pressing her tightly locked eyebrows with his index finger, Su Mochuan sighed with some dissatisfaction, how good it would be if she didn't have this expression.
Such a thought made him suddenly realize, secretly saying that he seemed to be in love with her, turned around and flew away from the window, until he was far away from the room where the phoenix was, he suppressed this complicated feeling.
Without looking back, condensing the clouds, Su Mochuan secretly thought, maybe he shouldn't pay so much attention to her, as long as he stayed away, he would be able to return to normal.
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Not long after Su Mochuan left, Yihuang woke up with a headache.
Holding her forehead in pain, she inexplicably experienced the feeling of a hangover, but she was the original body! Why do you have a hangover!?
Moreover, the pain of this hangover is also extremely strange, and the legendary hangover should not be like a slap in the back of the head? And myself, why is my eyebrows distressed?! Was she poked by someone's finger?
Rubbing his eyebrows, he sat up, slightly shocked in his heart, the enchantment that should have been shining in the darkness had disappeared at this time.
During the period when the Yuan Body is dormant, it would be normal if the ink rain disappeared, but as long as there is no destruction of the Divine Soul, the enchantment should not disappear?
I looked at the lower Yuan Shen with some confusion, but not only did I not find anything wrong, but the Yuan Shen also ran more smoothly than before.
Is she too weak to maintain the barrier? Secretly sighing that he was too sensitive, he got out of bed and walked to the terrace outside.
The moon is in the sky, the night is thick, it seems that she has not lost consciousness for a long time, and on the street outside the restaurant, the distinctive yellow cicada lantern has been lit up continuously.
At this time, the annual festival is still in full swing, and in the quaint and hazy town, people are frolicking and happy.
It is always said that you can become an immortal only by jumping out of the mortal world, but what if you become an immortal? It's not as interesting as half of this mortal world, and after relieving the trance of the lanterns, the descendant went downstairs and walked to the street where the celebration was taking place.
After getting closer, looking at the long street as lively as a temple fair, she narrowed her eyes with satisfaction.
Walking in the street, a pair of cheerful men and women passed by her, and as far as the eye could see, there were few single dogs like her on the street.
Sighing slightly, she focused her eyes on the stall, she is now a golden tyrant! Does it matter if you have a partner? It doesn't matter if it doesn't feel like it at all!
"What is this? How to sell? Bending over to stare at the semi-circular transparent pastry, Yihuang suddenly found that no matter how he moved, his stomach didn't hurt anymore.
Looking at those small dumplings like water droplets with some comfort, I felt that if it was such a cute pastry, she shouldn't feel unpalatable, right?
"The girl is very raw, not a native?" The aunt who sold the cake wrapped a piece of cake with leaves as she spoke, and handed it to her enthusiastically: "No money, this is made of today's freshest yellow cicada flowers, the name is Luxin, I hope that after the girl eats this, she can confide her heart to her beloved tonight." ”
"Thank you, for your kind words." After taking the dumplings, Yi Huang ignored the aunt's refusal and put Bai Ling on the stall.
After saying goodbye with a smile, she walked back to the restaurant quickly and uneasily.
Yes, she was a deserter, she didn't expect herself to be so vulnerable, just a few unintentional words from strangers, and she couldn't stay.
The bottom of her heart is slightly chaotic, she may not be as free and easy as she imagined, so let's go back and contemplate it, she really can't calmly integrate into this romantic and warm atmosphere.
The irritable was barely breathless, and there was a genderless child in the crowd who caught her attention.
The child's eyes were full of panic, and his stiff walking movements were particularly eye-catching.
When the child was secretly pondering, the child had stumbled towards her, and after being hit by a very unnatural blow, he reached out to touch it, and the infinity bag in his arms had been ruthlessly taken away.
However, with such a clumsy approach, eighty percent of the other party is stealing something for the first time.
Speechless, he turned around, and when he saw that the child had succeeded, he panicked and turned into a small fork without a yellow cicada lantern.