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Xiao Jiu, who was full of wine and food, took out a fan with a heartbeat, leaned on the rock, squinted his eyes, and fanned the wind leisurely.

Suddenly, I heard a soft piano sound, such a piano sound, which made Xiao Jiu, who was already very comfortable, even more comfortable, and forgot everything comfortably, just wanted to sleep.

However, this sound of the piano is magical, so that Xiao Jiu, who wanted to sleep comfortably, had to continue listening to it.

Xiao Jiu, who cranked the fan, slowly opened his eyes.

She could imagine that such a beautiful and pleasant sound of the piano was played by Emperor Hua Ze, but she didn't mean to open her glasses, after all, such a piano sound was so soft that she just wanted to close her eyes and sleep.

However, Xiao Jiu didn't want to miss such a picture, and tried his best to open his eyes, and after taking a look at Emperor Hua Ze, he couldn't close them anymore.

She had never seen such a gentle Emperor Hua Ze, his eyes were clearly telling him something, and the charm he exuded around him was even more attractive than Meiyu.

There is a saying in the mortal world that says, "Mo Shang is as warm as jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world!" ”

Isn't that our God?

Oh, my God! Xiao Jiu couldn't help herself, sat up, stood up quickly, and began to dance with Hua Ze's piano sound, she hadn't learned to dance since she could remember, but she had seen her aunt, and she would turn around like this when she was happy, and she had learned it too.

Even Xiao Jiu himself didn't know whether he was attracted by the sound of the piano played by Emperor Hua Ze, or by Hua Ze, this person.

Xiao Jiuzhuan was a little tired, and accidentally, he turned into the main body, the little fox that was as white as snow.

She leaned on the side of Hua Ze's piano table with a heartbeat, holding her fox face in her hands, and looking at him with a smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Xiao Jiu was a phantom body, and what he loved was only Hua Ze, he was so moved that he took the little fox in his arms and stroked her hair lovingly.

Xiao Jiu was also willing to let Emperor Hua Ze smooth her hair for her, she leaned tightly, under his Guangxiu clothes, and fell asleep comfortably, but in her dream, there was still that beautiful piano sound......

Hua Ze's qin song has been played, but his thoughts are not over like the qin music.

He tightened the little fox in his arms and looked down at it, whether it was that cute little face, or this little fox with no walkers, it was the look she loved deeply.

This kind of piano sound is what I wear Xiao Jiu, but she can't hear it often.

Because, such a piano music has long been followed, and after the father deified the stars, it has been lost, and the sound of love is not played by anyone......

Hua Ze's heart moved, took the guqin, and once again conjured up the white jade fairy mansion.

The White Jade Immortal Mansion shines brightly under the light of the moon! Hua Ze smiled with satisfaction, quickly stood up, and walked towards the door of the White Jade Little Immortal Mansion.

It's just that in the process of walking, he weighed it very hard, and the little fox in his arms said slowly: "Little fox, are you with your husband, you are so happy, you really eat a little less meat." ”

"Haha... Haha..."

Hua Ze's satisfied and hearty laughter resounded through the sky and the earth, and even more in his heart.

Enter the white jade. Hua Ze of the house, put Xiao Jiu on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed, and after glancing at her with a smile, his heart moved and he imagined that the material of the neon clothes and colorful clouds took out another paragraph, which was just a Sanskrit brocade, and sewed clothes for Xiao Jiu.

He didn't want her little daughter-in-law's clothes to be shattered by a gust of wind, but what did he want to paint on this pattern!

Is it hard to make clothes? It may be for other male fairies, but Hua Ze's clothes are all made by himself, so what about his little daughter-in-law's clothes! Xiao Jiu's size doesn't need to be asked, it's already in his heart, and at this time, he is just distressed that he doesn't know what scenery to paint on it.

Hua Ze instantly conjured, six hangers, weighing in front of him, he raised his big hand, five women's dresses of different styles and colors hung on the hangers, and one more, naturally it was a man's clothes, Hua Ze also liked Xiao Jiu to wear men's clothes, thinking that it would be much more convenient and would be a lot less troublesome.

At this time, Hua Ze held a colorful hand. The golden pen was sprinkled on the five dresses, drawing casually, he didn't want to wait for Xiao Jiu to wake up, and asked him what he liked, but he just felt that as long as it was painted by himself, Xiao Jiu would like it very much.

Hua Ze's painting is a bit of time, and a god like him is simply a rare existence, so naturally he doesn't have to worry about anything.

After drawing the picture, he nodded with satisfaction, glanced at it, and the little fox, who was sleeping very sweetly, lay beside her in stride, hugged her tightly, and closed his eyes quietly.

It was dark and not bright, but Hua Ze's biological clock had already woken up, and he didn't know how many times Xiao Jiu had kicked the quilt this night, and a god like him didn't know how many times he had been Xiao Gong'e, covering the quilt for his beloved woman.

"I really owe you in my last life!" Hua Ze smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said with a beautiful bloom in his heart.

For Hua Ze, there is nothing more comfortable than accompanying his little daughter-in-law and covering her quilt in the middle of the night.

"Wake up, little fox!" Hua Ze raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Jiu, and asked in a good mood.

"Yes!" Xiao Jiu rubbed his eyes in a daze, and replied casually to the words of Emperor Huaze.

Why did you fall asleep! Why is there still someone playing the piano for me in my dream, and the person who smooths this hair for me, why is there no more!

"Huh! Where did these beautiful clothes come from? Xiao Jiu fixed his eyes, shook his head a little unconscious, and muttered to himself.

"I don't know where it came from, maybe God was moved by your filial piety and gave it to you." Hua Ze said jokingly, he knew that the little fox was still waking up, and it took a while to figure out what was happening in front of her?

What does the ancestor mean by what he said, Xiao Jiu blinked her big long eyes, God was moved by my filial piety, and gave me these beautiful clothes, when did God be so kind, talking about my aunt's illness, how could God know.

Xiao Jiu was afraid that it was a trap, so he didn't get off the soft couch, but rubbed his head with his hands, thinking carefully about what happened last night.

I remember that at that time, I was roasting chicken, and Emperor Huaze was looking at the river, and later, we ate roast chicken at one time, and drank wine, and it was Huaze the Great who played the piano, and it was Huaze the Great who hugged me, and it was Huaze the Great who was the one who smoothed my hair.

Oh, my God! I, a stupid fox, have said something, and our ancestors have been moved like this.

Xiao Jiu himself admires his language skills, it seems that he still wants to be a good child who is filial and respects his elders, Xiao Jiu suddenly had a clear mind, and remembered the heartache mother's words when he chatted with Emperor Hua Ze, but where did this dress come from?

"Ancestor, where did these beautiful clothes come from!" Xiao Jiu, who couldn't understand the matter, quickly asked, but jumped to the ground with a "Teng", touching the clothes on the clothes rack one by one, such a liking look, such a greedy gaze, and needless to say, it almost fell off.

Hua Ze naturally saw that Xiao Jiu liked it, and he felt that the peony he painted was more beautiful than the flowers planted by the fairy Yaochi;

The landscapes he paints are more natural than being there;

The starry sky he painted is more mysterious than the real starry sky.

Hua Ze felt that he did everything well, and couldn't help but admire the five-body throw on the ground that he admired, and sighed that he was really a powerful savior, thinking about it, his heart was confused, leaning on the chair, holding his head in his hand, and looking at the little fox who was looking at the group of clothes in a daze!

Hua Ze, who was in a daze, didn't hear what Xiao Jiu said, "Ancestor, are these good-looking clothes for me?" You're amazing, you can do anything! Instead, he smirked faintly.

Xiao Jiu didn't get an answer, glanced at Hua Ze, didn't know what he was smirking at, shook his head helplessly, but had to be these beautiful dresses, which were so beautiful.

Is this flower painted? It's more real than real, is this landscape showy, looking at it is immersive, this starry sky, this clouds, this sun and moon.

After reading these clothes, Xiao Jiu swallowed her saliva deeply, and she began to believe what Emperor Hua Ze said just now.

This dress should have been given to me by God touched by my filial piety, if it were an ordinary person, who could draw such a beautiful dress! Not to mention this painting, even the material of this dress is something that Xiao Jiu has never seen!

"Ancestor, are all such beautiful clothes for me?" Xiao Jiu liked to hold the clothes in his hands, worried about Hua Ze, who was stunned, couldn't hear it, and shouted loudly with a nervous expression.

She was afraid that Emperor Hua Ze would say no, because if she said no, these good-looking dresses would have no fate with her.

Xiao Jiu's voice was very loud, and Hua Ze, who was shocked, woke up, and quickly said, "Yes!" Do you like it? ”

But I was thinking in my heart, stupid fox, there are only you and me in the fairy mansion, I am a man, can I still wear women's clothes, this is obviously for you, okay?

It's all for me, I've made a fortune, I've made a fortune, this time I can not do it for tens of thousands of years, and I have new clothes.

"Little fox, naturally I like it, don't want it!" Xiao Jiu said excitedly, he almost jumped up, watched Hua Ze do it for a long time, and didn't give a cup of tea, it really shouldn't be, such a good ancestor, I should be as respectful as a bodhisattva.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jiu's heart moved, and he served Hua Ze a cup of tea, and said slowly: "Ancestor, we ate some greasy last night, you drink tea!" ”

The little fox is so well-behaved and cute, I like it.

Hua Ze glanced at the teacup beside him, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Silly fox! ”

"You're stupid!" Xiao Jiu reacted quickly this time, pouting, smirking and talking against Hua Ze, where am I stupid, I'm just stupid, this is a lot worse! All right?

"Put them on one by one and show me." Hua Ze didn't explain the origin of the dress to Xiao Jiu, he was a god, the only god in heaven and earth, and he couldn't say that he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, but he was actually doing the thing of sewing a dress for his daughter-in-law.

He smartly passed the errand, picked up the tea prepared for him by Xiao Jiu, and slowly tasted it, with a posture of looking at beautiful women, waiting, one by one, the little fox who changed into beautiful clothes, like that, it was like a playboy in the mortal world.

Hua Ze nodded with satisfaction, his little fox was not only good-looking, but also good-looking. The material is also good, so that it looks good to wear anything.

"Yes!" Xiao Jiu responded quickly, changing into those extraordinary dresses with a heartbeat, but thinking in her heart that if she didn't meet Emperor Hua Ze, she might not be able to wear it for the rest of her life, such a beautiful dress, looking at her beautiful self in the mirror, she happily turned in circles, showing Hua Ze her best side one by one.

{Slim clouds are clever, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are dark.} As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?

It's another 7.7 festival, this year's Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and their children, will definitely meet on the Queqiao, I hope they will not be separated after they meet, they will always be together, and they will always be happy. }