Ling Chaofeng pulled out his sleeves, glared at Xiao Wan fiercely, and strode forward.

Xiao Wan trotted all the way behind with her skirt, not discouraged at all, even if Ling Chaofeng didn't bother to answer at all, she still asked a lot of words.

"Later, did you go and make it clear to Miss Shiso?" Xiaowan asked unceremoniously.

"It's clear, thanks to you." Ling Chaofeng finally spoke.

"Really?" Xiaowan looks happier than anyone else.

"Thanks to you, I can finally speak, and I have been hesitating, worried that I will hurt her." Ling Chaofeng put his hands behind his back and gradually slowed down, "Actually, it's nothing to say it, she understands it in her heart." ”

Xiaowan was finally able to walk slower, and was gasping for breath to adjust her breathing, Ling Chaofeng looked at her with his spare eyes, this guy was smiling so brightly.

"If Miss Shiso could see your appearance, if she could know how beautiful she was, she probably wouldn't give up easily." Xiaowan said to herself, "But I won't give up, you are my own." ”

Ling Chaofeng stopped, glared at Xiao Wan, and said angrily: "A girl, what kind of thing is it to say such things casually?" ”

Xiaowan said proudly: "If a man says love words to a woman, and a woman says it to a man, is it not a formality?" ”

Ling Chaofeng shook his head and continued to walk forward, Xiao Wan followed behind, but he didn't intend to ignore Xiao Wan and asked, "Since you know me, what is my name?" ”

"Ling Chaofeng." Xiao Wan answered immediately.

"Who is Ling Chaofeng?" Ling Chaofeng said coldly, "Is that the person you're looking for?" ”

"Anyway, your name is Ling Chaofeng." Xiao Wan insisted, "Or call it mockery, anyway, even if I agree with you to call it another name, they won't agree." ”

"What about you?" Unexpectedly, Ling Chaofeng didn't dislike this crazy girl's broken thoughts, and asked instead, "What's your surname, where are you from, and how old are you this year?" ”

Xiao Wan smiled and her eyebrows crooked: "My name is Xiao Wan, I don't need a surname anymore, I'm from the west." ”

"Westside?"

"I'm 1,398 years old."

“……”

Ling Chaofeng was stunned, stopped again, stretched out his hand to Xiaowan, and touched her forehead.

Her husband's palm was warmly pressed against her forehead, and Xiao Wan's heart throbbed, if it weren't for the little bit of consciousness left as a fairy, she would want to pounce on her man now.

She knew in her heart that something was very bad, she must not be able to combine with her mind, what should she do, even if she returns to Heaven together, she is afraid that sooner or later she will get into trouble, can the gods love?

A flash of lightning crossed the night sky, illuminating her and Ling Chaofeng's faces, followed by the rolling thunder in the sky, Ling Chaofeng withdrew his hand and looked at the sky in surprise: "It's going to rain?" ”

Xiaowan was unconvinced and scolded the gods: I just think about it.

Although she is more than a thousand years old, she has always been a flower in the past, she has never been a fairy seriously, and she has experienced Mu Xiaowan's reincarnation before she is officially ranked in the immortal class.

But Xiaowan doesn't like to practice, and she doesn't know much about the truth of the gods, so Sister Yan can be the hostess of the North Star Palace, and she still remembers her marriage in her previous life.

If Lord Yama hadn't sent that hairpin, if she hadn't touched that hairpin, if the love in her heart hadn't recovered, she would still be the little lotus who had no desires, no desires and no desire to make progress in front of the Buddha.

But the broken hairpin, which she cherished at the beginning, was preserved as a treasure, and at that moment, everything in front of her was doomed.

"Let's go, I'm afraid it's going to rain." Ling Chaofeng said.

"I don't have a fever, do I?" Xiaowan asked proudly, "Do you think I'm talking nonsense?" ”

Ling Chaofeng said coldly: "In this case, don't talk nonsense to others, you will be arrested as a gossip to confuse the public." ”

Before the words fell, the raindrops the size of beans fell from the night sky, crackling and falling on the ground, Ling Chaofeng subconsciously pulled Xiaowan to hide under the eaves of the street, and for a while the wind and rain were heavy, he naturally spread his wide sleeves to cover Xiaowan.

Hiding under the sleeves of Xianggong, Xiaowan looked up at his face, she felt for the first time that it was good to be a fairy, she could remember the past, and she could always find the person she loved the most.

The rain rushed in with the wind, wetting Ling Chaofeng's face, Xiaowan took out her handkerchief and stood on tiptoe to wipe it for him.

Ling Chaofeng subconsciously dodged a little, but they were already close to the wall, where else could they hide, and Xiao Wan could only gently wipe the sweat off his face for him.

"This rain won't stop for a moment." Ling Chaofeng said, "There is still a way to the inn, do you want to continue to wait?" ”

Xiao Wan gently calculated between her fingers, and calculated that she would soon listen to the rain, so she said: "If I count to ten and the rain stops, will you go with me to cultivate immortals?" ”

Ling Chaofeng said: "You are such a good girl, why do you want to babble and always say strange things?" ”

"One, two, three......" Xiaowan counted by herself, "eight, nine, ten......"

When the count reached ten, the heavy rain stopped abruptly, Xiaowan jumped out of the eaves, spread her arms and walked around the street, and said triumphantly: "Look, the rain has stopped." ”

Ling Chaofeng was stunned, and Xiao Wan ran to him excitedly: "Come with me to cultivate immortals." ”

"It's just a coincidence, okay, the rain stops and I'll go back early." Ling Chaofeng said with a straight face, "Don't mess around anymore." ”

Watching her husband leave in a hurry, Xiaowan pouted, thinking to herself why this person didn't have a little curiosity.

"Not leaving?" Ling Chaofeng suddenly scolded, he was already very impatient, but he didn't want to leave Xiaowan behind.

Xiaowan was taken aback and immediately followed, but said with a smile: "You are still exactly the same as before, are you so loud?" ”

Ling Chaofeng didn't bother to pay attention to her, took Xiaowan back to the restaurant, and went back to his room.

Xiaowan was lying on the bed, thinking about everything that happened today, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, she suddenly felt that it was good now, she fell in love with her husband again.

Ling Chaofeng was in the house, and when he was about to fall asleep, he looked through the crack in the door, the little girl didn't come to entangle again tonight, it was only two days, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.

"One thousand three hundred and ninety-eight?" Ling Chaofeng smiled bitterly, incredible, but he actually remembered it.

That night, Xiaowan actually fell asleep, as a fairy, she actually fell asleep and dreamed, dreaming back to the former Lingxiao Inn in Baisha County, dreaming back to the bits and pieces of her and Xianggong.

Early the next morning, the shopkeeper knocked on the door and shouted, "Xiaowan, come downstairs to help." ”

She sat up with a blank face, if she couldn't still cast a spell to clean herself up, she almost suspected that she was already a mortal, while recalling last night's dream, she went downstairs and happened to meet Ling Chaofeng head-on.

"You're out so early, where have you been?" Xiaowan asked.

"Go to work, after tonight, you'll be leaving tomorrow." Ling Chaofeng was cold and walked away.