Then again, Fu Ming himself felt strange, holding Liu Xiaoxiao, he slept so sweetly, after Liu Xiaoxiao left, he suddenly fell asleep, and he couldn't see Liu Xiaoxiao's figure, he only felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost some treasure.

It wasn't until nightfall that Liu Xiaoxiao finally reappeared, and Fu Ming's soul returned to his body.

"Why don't you count when you speak, it's not that you can go and go back, how can you go for an hour, let this king wait. Fu Ming reclined on the big bed, his face still a little pale, like a child.

Liu Xiaoxiao sneered, and wanted to make a few words to ridicule, but looking at Fu Ming's still pale face, he finally gave up ridiculing and said with a light smile: "Why are you up? But your face is much better-looking." I've made you a lot of delicious food, come and try it!"

"Xiaoxiao left to cook food for this king?"

Hearing this, a hint of evil smile appeared on his handsome face, and a flicker came behind Liu Xiaoxiao, who came to the table of the Eight Immortals, and his big hand gently wrapped around Liu Xiaoxiao's snake-like waist, and the even but somewhat cold gasp spread to Liu Xiaoxiao's ears.

Liu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but turn red, stumble for a moment, and set up the food, then turned around and helped Fu Ming to sit down.

On the table of the Eight Immortals, there are three large discs as clear as crystals, which are round and jade, and the brightly colored meals lie quietly in them, exuding a rich fragrance that makes people move their fingers.

A stir-fried three dings, a mushroom tofu, and a steamed yellow croaker. They are all extremely light dishes, which are most suitable for today's Fuming.

Liu Xiaoxiao said seriously while preparing vegetables for Fu Ming: "Fu Ming is not happy in his heart, he can say to Xiaoxiao, why torture himself like this." ”

Fu Ming supported his handsome face with one hand, looking at Liu Xiaoxiao who was so gentle, and suddenly remembered Liu Xiruo again in his heart, her gentleness, like water, is very incomparable. Once upon a time, she was so confident in cooking for herself, but it really looked like that, but when she took a bite, her liver trembled, and she was really blessed.

Today's Liu Xiaoxiao, how do you look at it, how does it look like Liu Xiruo of the day, but the appearance of these three small dishes is excellent, Fu Ming closed his eyes, seemed to enjoy it very much, but he was extremely resistant to take a bite in his heart.

Taste buds like never before are instantly captured.

1,600 years ago, in order to make Liu Xiruo like the underworld, Fu Ming specially stopped the imperial chef who died in the mortal world, did not allow him to die, and stayed in the underworld as an errand with the body of a ghost.

The things he made were full of color and flavor. But compared to Liu Xiaoxiao's three seemingly inconspicuous dishes, it is much worse.

With Fu Ming's cultivation, when Liu Xiruo was there, he still accompanied Liu Xiruo to eat three meals a day, and after Liu Xiruoxian died, he rarely cared about these meals. The meal sent by the Hades Division, he only ate two bites occasionally when he rose. All in all, he must have been two or three hundred years without eating properly.

This time, he really released all the appetites that had not been released for two or three hundred years. Liu Xiaoxiao looked at the sweetness of Fu Ming's food, and her heart was also sweet.

After dinner, it was already the middle of the moon, and Fu Ming, who was full of food and drink, hugged Liu Xiaoxiao into his arms again. With a slight jump, he came to the eaves of the main hall of the Changle Palace.

The two sat quietly on the eaves, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

"Look up at the bright moon and think of your hometown. Liu Xiaoxiao leaned on Fu Ming's arms, muttered softly, and said with a little sadness: "I really understand now why Li Bai's poem can become a swan song for the ages." ”

Fu Ming hugged Liu Xiaoxiao, listened to her slightly melancholy whisper, his cold big hand gently stroked her peerless face, and said with an evil smile: "Xiaoxiao is homesick, this king can accompany you to go back and have a look." ”

"Go back, where are you going?" Liu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, go back and see, you're afraid you're kidding me, can you still have a time opportunity to go back to the 21st century.

"Go back to the mortal world! your home!" Fu Ming said as a matter of course.

The atmosphere is too beautiful, love really makes people lose their minds, Liu Xiaoxiao almost forgot that this is the Hades in the Tang and Song dynasties, not the twenty-first generation, and the people around him are the masters of the Hades. After reacting, Liu Xiaoxiao said abruptly: "Fu Shen Ri has all the opportunities, let's talk about this later." It's getting late, and it's time for me to go back. ”

The bright moonlight, the warm wind, the intimate lover, the warm love. All of this is fascinating. But Liu Xiaoxiao, who has always been heartless, has already suffered in this cold harem.

All this happened made her understand a truth. Living in this harem, you still have to keep a low profile. In front of Fu Ming, she can be rude and mess around. But in the face of the rules, she had to give in.

This is the Changle Hall of Fuming, and concubines have never been allowed to stay overnight. Even between her and Fu Ming now, it can barely be regarded as a mutual relationship, you and me. But she didn't have the courage to break the rules of Hades. I don't know when, she Liu Xiaoxiao has become no longer as stubborn as she was at the beginning.

is as smart as a ghost, how could he not see Liu Xiaoxiao's careful thoughts. Holding Liu Xiaoxiao in his arms again, his figure flickered a few times, and then he returned to the Changle Palace.

On the large bed swaying with curtains and jade beads, the bright moonlight was covered with a layer of faint silver frost. It adds a bit of sweetness to this already romantic and warm atmosphere.

"Fu Ming... I......"Lying on the warm big bed, looking at the handsome face that Fu Ming was close by, Liu Xiaoxiao's thin lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but his mind was blank, and he didn't know where to start.

In response to her, it was a cold and domineering but extremely gentle kiss.

Tonight's darkness seems to be particularly warm. His good-looking face was close at hand, and his lips, which had been dry and cracked, became moisturized again, and his pale complexion became as tough as ever.

"Your body... Is it okay......"Liu Xiaoxiao's face turned crimson, and he said a word of concern with his chin.

On Fu Ming's good-looking face, a trace of gloom flashed in an instant, and he said with fake anger: "Is Xiaoxiao doubting the ability of this king?"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Xiaoxiao's already crimson cheeks became even more delicate, and she instinctively wanted to justify: "I... No...... Hmm..."

Without saying anything, Fu Ming's lips crushed again.

Last time, Fu Ming was in a rage and possessed her domineeringly. There is no warmth at all, but tonight's Fu Ming is extremely gentle.