On the fourth day of Mo Bai's stay in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, the god of flowers, as she said, devoted herself to the preparation of the Hundred Flowers Conference, and did not appear in the small building frequently.

As for the production of rare panoramic landform map white jade, this kind of thing will naturally not be done by the god of flowers, and there are professionals in the Valley of Hundred Flowers who are responsible for this matter.

……

At the foot of the mountain.

The orchid fairy tugged at the chrysanthemum fairy's sleeve.

"Sister Ju, are you really going? If it is discovered by the flower goddess, the consequences will be very serious. ”

"I'm just going to take a look, the flower goddess is busy preparing for the Hundred Flowers Conference now, and she won't find out."

"Is it worth it for a man?"

"Sister Lan, it's not a question of whether it's worth it or not, I can't tell you about love...... All I know is that when I first saw Childe, I couldn't help myself.

Although it was rejected twice, it was a bit humiliating.

As the saying goes, it doesn't take more than three things, so I will go to see him one last time and cut off my thoughts, which will also help me in my future practice. Otherwise, I will never be able to forget him, and sooner or later he will become a demon on my spiritual path. ”

"Is it so serious?"

"You think I'm kidding? I know exactly what the other flower fairies are laughing at me behind my back. ”

"Sister Ju......"

"Anyway, don't worry, I'll be careful, thank you Sister Lan for bringing me here, I may not even be able to get through the sleeping palace of the flower goddess on my own, I'll just walk alone on the next road, and I won't implicate Sister Lan."

The chrysanthemum fairy pushed away the orchid fairy's hand and looked up at the long mountain road, her eyes were firm, and she stepped out without looking back.

……

In the small building, Mo Bai stopped the paintbrush in his hand, stood up and walked out of the small building slowly, and where his eyes could see, the chrysanthemum fairy stood in place and looked at the small building.

is still wearing the pale yellow dress, and after not seeing her for a few days, Mo Bai found that she has lost a lot of weight.

"Childe, we'll meet again."

The chrysanthemum fairy smiled brightly, and when she went up the mountain, she prepared a lot of words in her heart and made many excuses, but when she saw Mo Bai at this moment, she couldn't say anything.

If you like one person one by one, it will make people strange, and you will see the last person who is clearly said to be good, and you will break off your delusions.

But when I really saw it, I couldn't help but want to stay longer, even for a moment.

Mo Bai's face was calm, and he invited the chrysanthemum fairy and said, "Do you want to come in and sit down?" ”

"Is that okay?" The chrysanthemum fairy's eyes were in a trance: "Such a me...... Can I go in? ”

"Fairy, your Dao heart is in turmoil."

The inky white voice sounded directly in the heart of the chrysanthemum fairy, and his voice was low, with the magic of calming all scars.

The chrysanthemum fairy lost her mind slightly, a warm current surged in her heart, and the resentment accumulated in her heart gradually dissolved.

The throat agitated, the sweet smell of blood came up, and the chrysanthemum fairy hurriedly took out a handkerchief, covered her mouth and coughed lightly.

Looking at the black and red blood stains on the handkerchief, the chrysanthemum fairy felt a lot more comfortable in her chest, but there was not much joy on her face.

She looked at Mo Bai, with a trilling voice in her voice: "Childe, if you help me like this, it will only make me fall deeper." ”

Mo Bai couldn't deny it, turned around and returned to the house, leaving only a soft word: "Come in and sit down." ”

The chrysanthemum fairy looked at Xiaolou, her smile was no longer gentle, only overflowing sorrow and sorrow.

Walking into the small building, the chrysanthemum fairy stood by the door, her hands folded together, and there was nowhere to put it.

She was like a lost child, standing at a crossroads and helpless, not knowing which was the right direction.

Mo Bai sat down on the table and chair in the living room, pointed to the empty seat on the side, and said, "Please take a seat." ”

The chrysanthemum fairy obediently walked over and sat down on the chair.

Mo Bai glanced at the chair that had no gaps left, and even felt that the chair was still a little small.

"There is no tea to entertain, please forgive me."

Although the god of flowers was still sending him that kind of elixir and jade liquid, every time he sent it, within a quarter of an hour, Mo Bai drank it all.

Mo Bai can conjure tea, but it is only ordinary tea, and it is definitely not qualified to entertain flower fairies.

"I've got it."

The chrysanthemum fairy looked wooden, took out the tea bag from her sleeve, and then began to brew flower tea.

"Childe give, chrysanthemum tea."

"Thank you." Mo Bai took the teacup, and there were two chrysanthemums at the bottom of the pale yellow tea, which was slightly ruined.

After tasting it, it was astringent and bitter.

"Bitter."

"Chrysanthemums are inherently bitter."

"Isn't there anything sweet?"

"The white flowers are sweet, and the yellow flowers are bitter," the chrysanthemum fairy felt sorry for herself, "Unfortunately, I am the yellow flower." ”

"Yellow flowers defeat the fire, good health."

"But the yellow flower itself is still bitter, it can only help others clear their hearts and reduce fire."

The chrysanthemum fairy's eyes were dim, she looked at Mo Bai, and her voice was indifferent: "Does Childe need yellow flowers to reduce fire?" ”

Mo Bai looked at the chrysanthemum fairy's lower body.

The pearls are round and jade, plump and fat.

Mo Bai nodded: "Yes." ”

The chrysanthemum fairy's eyebrows trembled slightly, her dull eyes lit up with a hint of luster, and her face was shocked.

"Really, really?" The chrysanthemum fairy didn't believe it, "Didn't Childe sympathize with me and say that?" ”

"Sympathy, why should I sympathize with you?"

Mo Bai's voice was flat: "Chrysanthemum fairy, pure heart, gentle and elegant, and brave in the heart to pursue." ”

After a pause, Mo Bai looked at the chrysanthemum fairy calmly: "What the fairy needs is not sympathy, but recognition." ”

The chrysanthemum fairy's heart trembled, the corners of her eyes were slightly sour and tearful, she turned her head and said stubbornly: "Childe, don't comfort me anymore, I'm fine, really, it's okay." ”

Mo Bai nodded softly: "Hmm." ”

In the small building, some people cried silently.

I don't know how long it took, the chrysanthemum fairy raised her sleeves to wipe her tears, she turned her head and the corners of her eyes were red, and the tears wet the flowers and moon.

The chrysanthemum fairy looked at Mo Bai, and suddenly burst into tears and smiled: "Sure enough, it's right to come to see Childe for the last time." ”

The tea in the black white cup bottomed out, and he muttered: "Chrysanthemum tea, defeat the fire, good tea, good health." ”

"It's getting late, it's time for me to go."

The chrysanthemum fairy cleaned up her face, stood up, and bowed to Mo Bai: "Childe, goodbye." ”

Mo Bai lowered his eyebrows and looked at the remaining chrysanthemums in the teacup, he stretched out his hand to twist the chrysanthemums, and muttered: "Bitter." ”

The chrysanthemum fairy was about to leave, and a pleasant voice suddenly came from outside the house: "Brother Mo, I'm looking for you!" ”

'Flower God Niangniang!? The chrysanthemum fairy was terrified, with a relieved smile on the corner of her mouth one moment, and a panicked expression the next moment, losing her sense of proportion.

In a panic, she didn't know what to think, so she squatted down and hid under the table.

Mo Bai looked at the chrysanthemum fairy expressionlessly, the table was four corners, hiding from loneliness?

The chrysanthemum fairy looked nervous and threw a look for help at Mo Bai.

Mo Bai tilted her head, although she didn't understand why the Chrysanthemum Fairy was hiding, but from her bloodless face like a dead corpse, she was really scared.

Mo Bai waved his hand, and the white tablecloth covered the table through the tea set, and the white cloth covered the bottom of the table, hiding the chrysanthemum fairy.

To prevent accidents, Mobai also casts the same trick on the Chrysanthemum Fairy as the puppet dragon man.

"Brother Mo, why are you here?"

The flower god walked into the small building with a smile on his face, and saw Mo Bai sitting in the living room, doubting in his heart.

She found a complete tea set on the table, and a soaked yellow chrysanthemum was twisted between her inky white fingers.

"Is Brother Mo making tea?"

The flower god leaned over to Mo Bai's side, skillfully moved the chair and sat down beside Mo Bai, his body was very close, and he looked enthusiastic and open.

Mo Bai threw the chrysanthemum back into the teacup, and asked with a calm face, "Why are you here, aren't you very busy?" ”

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, the fair and flawless skin revealed a faint red pink, the thin lips were delicate like rose petals, and the flower god spoke shyly: "People miss Brother Mo, so come and take a look." ”

Mo Bai didn't give face: "The work is not over yet, you are lazy." ”

Huashen smiled, the corners of his mouth curved, and explained with an aggrieved face: "I have completed today's work well." People were afraid that Brother Mo would be lonely alone, so they worked hard to finish it early, so they squeezed out time to see Brother Mo. ”

"Really?" Mo Bai asked, "What about tomorrow's work?" ”

"Of course, tomorrow's work will be left for tomorrow."

"Why, if you did it earlier, wouldn't it be easier?"

"Brother Mo, you can't think like that."

Hua Shen's expression suddenly became serious, and he once again turned on the teaching mode, and followed the good path: "There must be a plan before doing things, and work without a plan will only make people busy and tired, and the final result will not be great." ”

She babbled:

"If I give myself 10 tasks today, and I put double effort into each of them, and I find that I have time left at the end of the day, what will I do with that time? Rest, of course. ”

"Because you're tired and don't have the energy to do anything else, forcing you to continue working is not only inefficient, but it will also break your plan for the next day."

"The work is not done, today is overfulfilled tomorrow, tomorrow the overquota is completed tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow will continue to repeat the mistakes of the past, over and over again, and must not be terminated, and in the end not only things are not done well, but the whole person is also exhausted."

"I work hard to make time to do what I love, otherwise why would I work so hard? For the next job? ”

Mo Bai was stunned for a moment when he heard this, nodded and said, "It makes sense, so what you like to do is come to see me?" ”

"Babble~"

The flower god lowered his head shyly, covered his slightly red face, twisted his body embarrassedly, and said timidly: "Brother Mo said it so bluntly, people are very shy!" ”

"You're normal." Mo Bai kindly reminded that there were (not) tweed under the table......

The god of flowers didn't understand the meaning of Mo Bai, so he playfully stuck out his tongue and looked at the neat tea set and white tablecloth on the table, with a suspicious expression.

She asked, "This tablecloth looks like it's my own, is it Brother Mo's own?" ”

Mo Bai nodded: "Hmm." ”

The god of flowers blinked: "Where did the tea set come from?" ”

"......" Mo Bai said, "I took it from the flower elf." ”

"That's right." The god of flowers did not have doubts about Mo Bai, but became curious: "Brother Mo, why did you suddenly brew flower tea?" ”

Mo Bai: "I'm idle." ”

"Oh~" The corners of the flower god's mouth rose slightly, she twisted a sun-dried chrysanthemum from the tea box, and looked at Mo Bai with burning eyes: "Have nothing to do, make chrysanthemum tea?" ”

Mo Bai looked at the god of flowers, "Can't you?" ”

"It's not that it can't be," the flower god smiled playfully, "it's just that chrysanthemums are used to clear the heart and reduce fire." ”

“……”

The god of flowers leaned towards Mo Bai's side, she was wearing a luxurious long dress with lace today, dignified and elegant.

It is formal clothing to wear at work.

After the work, she didn't even change her clothes, so she came to Mobai's side.

The soft chest was attached to the ink-white arm, the flower god licked the corners of his mouth, the red lips were delicate and stained with moisture, and he got closer, and the hot breath hit the ink-white jade face.

"Could it be that Brother Mo is on fire?"

“……”

The flower god smiled innocently, with charm in his eyes: "Brother Mo can find me if he wants to defeat the fire, I am much better than chrysanthemum!" ”

Mo Bai was curious: "How easy to use?" ”

The flower god's cheeks were blushing, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Chrysanthemums can only make tea and drink ......"

She spat softly in Mo Bai's ear: "I~can~eat~"

Mo Bai looked at the god of flowers, the latter gently bit his red lips with his teeth, and his shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was nervous, and as if he was restraining something.

Mo Bai looked away and looked at the white tablecloth.

Under the table.

The chrysanthemum fairy lay on the ground with her head in her arms.

The flower god was less than a foot in front of her, her weak and boneless jade feet without boots and socks, and her pink toes were like pearls.

The beauty is delicious, and people can't help but rise up the desire to savor it in their mouths.

The chrysanthemum fairy tried her best to suppress her breathing, afraid that she would make some strange noise.

Outside, the conversation between the god of flowers and Mo Bai was in her ears word for word, and she was shocked in her heart.

The goddess of flowers in her impression.

Noble and elegant, sacrosanct.

The god of flowers beside Mo Bai.

Flirtatious, impatient, and nervous toes twisted together when seducing Mo Bai!

'The flower goddess is like this! ’

At this moment, the image of the god of flowers in the heart of the chrysanthemum fairy collapsed, shattered to the ground, and sighed without emotion: "Even the goddess of flowers can't resist the charm of the child." ’

Her thoughts were surging, "The flower god Niangniang calls Childe brother, then I shouldn't ......"

In a sense, the god of flowers is the mother of all the flower fairies in the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

The chrysanthemum fairy didn't dare to continue to think deeply, she covered her ears and knew that she couldn't listen anymore, she had already overheard too many secrets.

On the table, Mo Bai's face was calm and his eyes were pure, and he was silent for a while, looking at the expectant eyes of the flower god.

"Can you eat your petals?"

"......" Hua Shenxiang's shoulders trembled slightly, the energy condensed in her heart shattered, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, she turned her head back, and said with a crisp smile: "Yes, does Brother Mo want to eat?" ”

"No, it's good to have this."

Mo Bai shook his head and pointed to the chrysanthemum.

"Yes...... Is it? ”

The flower god's voice trembled, a little tired, she lowered her head in frustration, the lonely look only existed on her face for a moment, she raised her head, like a poor kitten staring blankly at Mo Bai.

"I'm a little tired, Brother Mo, can I borrow your shoulder? I'm just leaning on it, and it's good to do it. ”

Mo Bai was silent and did not speak.

Seeing that Mo Bai didn't squeak, the flower god leaned over with a smile like a flower, and rested his head lightly on Mo Bai's shoulder.

The long silver hair ran through the fingertips, the seductive fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose, and the inky white breath was slightly heavier.

……

When night falls, the god of flowers comes back to life.

She rested on Mo Bai for half an hour.

"Brother Mo, it's getting dark."

"It's time for you to go back."

"This is my dormitory, too."

The god of flowers is not discouraged, and the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes.

Mo Bai stared at her.

"Hmm...... I'm leaving, can't I go? ”

The god of flowers left crying.

There was silence in the small building for a while.

The chrysanthemum fairy crawled out from under the table with difficulty, and lay on the floor for the rest of her life, covered in sweat.

The pale yellow dress was soaked and stuck to the skin.

Sweaty hair sticks to the forehead.

Mo Bai waved his hand to tear off the obstruction, and the faint fragrance of chrysanthemums instantly filled the entire small building.

The sweat of the flower fairy is fragrant.

The Chrysanthemum Fairy stood up, her cheeks flushed, this was definitely the longest and most torturous half an hour she had ever spent.

"Thank you, Childe, for saving your life...... Son? ”

Mo Bai stared at the chrysanthemum fairy intently, he suddenly approached the chrysanthemum fairy, and his restlessness could not be suppressed.

The hot snort hit the neck of the chrysanthemum fairy, her head was already dizzy, and the sudden hot feeling made her trance, and when she came back to her senses, there was a strong kneading sensation at the buttocks, and the voice that hooked her heart sounded in her ears:

"Yes, fire."