If you want to say that Shen He is so good, then why did Lin Jiao have a sad face and often cry during the time before he died? Or, Lin Jiao walked away from the ghost gate, and Shen He learned to cherish it. If this is the possibility, then Lin Jiao's death, Shen He Jubi is involved.

Alas, the thought that Lin Jiao's soul was still in the Frost Bone Bottle made her feel anxious.

This anxiety makes her watering absent-minded now, and she will water too much if she is not careful. Shen He gently took the watering can in her hand, "When you're tired, just rest for a while, you sit without doing anything, it's also pleasing to the eye for me." ”

Bai Xiaodeng asked coldly: "How do you compare it with the flowers and plants in this store?" Still pleasing to the eye? ”

Shen He put down the watering can, and said tenderly: "Not as good as you." ”

Bai Xiaodeng smiled dryly: "Ugh." ”

Shen He only felt that it was not enough, his hands reached behind her, encircled her little waist, and before Bai Xiaodeng could react, he put his mouth up, and just when his lips touched, Bai Xiaodeng turned his face sharply.

"Ahh Bai Xiaolan bared his teeth and grinned.

"What's wrong?"

"Twisted to the neck......" Bai Xiaodeng could accept him touching her hand, but he couldn't accept the kiss anyway.

Bai Xiaodeng rubbed the neck tendon that he accidentally pulled, and when he thought of kissing, he was nauseated, frowning and secretly breaking his thoughts: Even if he twists his neck, he won't kiss you!

Shen He stretched out his hand to help, but Bai Xiaodeng continued to hide, "Don't get close to me, if you twist it again, it will hurt me to death." ”

Shen He's hand stretched out in front of her paused, and then hung down helplessly, and when Bai Xiaolan turned his neck to relieve the pain, his eyes showed a cold light, his hands were clenched, and his bones were white.

"Huh! What kind of flower is this? Why never seen before? Bai Xiaodeng twisted his neck and found that on the shelf next to the cash register, there was a pot of flowers, which looked very similar to his own body, the White Skin Moon Realm! There are many types of succulents, but this one is exactly the same as me!

She endured the pain, turned her neck to face Shen He, and asked, "Follow me...... The pot of small succulents that I brought is too similar, is it a variety? ”

"No, it's called the Black Skin Moon Realm. If you take a closer look, there are many differences between it and the White Skin Moon Realm. Of course, in terms of rarity, it is comparable to the White-skinned Moon Realm. ”

Bai Xiaolan stretched out his arm, reached it down, and looked at it 360 degrees without dead ends.

The name of the black skin moon realm is also one word difference, which should also be because of the similar appearance. This pot has a slender tuber, a darker skin, and fewer fluff on the leaves. Of course, this potted flower has more leaves than the white-skinned moon realm.

Bai Xiaodeng pursed his lips, "Although it looks similar, looking at it this way, it is still more dreamy and cute in the White Skin Moon Realm." ”

She held the Black Skin Moon Realm in the palm of her hand and shook it in front of Shen He's eyes flatteringly, "This pot of Black Skin Moon Realm, I want to raise it myself, is it okay?" ”

Shen He walked up to her, looked down and could feel her breathing, and reached out and pinched her face, "You can take whatever you want." ”

Bai Xiaodeng pushed hard, his eyes were round, like two leather balls, and he hit him in the face, "What are you doing?!" I warn you, touch me again and I'll get out of here! As he spoke, anger filled his chest and his breathing became rapid.

Shen He watched her chest go up and down with her rapid breathing, and unconsciously her eyes became hot, and the ghost stretched out her long arm and hugged her, "Baby, don't be angry." ”

How could Bai Xiaodeng do what he wanted, picked up the small potted plant in his hand, and smashed it on his back, at first he was afraid of hurting him, but he just smashed it gently. Who knows, this Shen He actually endured the pain, his arms were tightened, and his cheeks were rubbing into her hair sockets.

Bai Xiaodeng smashed it hard, and scolded angrily: "Shen He, you let me go!" I called the police! ”

Shen He suddenly let go of her as if he had woken up, "I'm sorry." I ......"

Bai Xiaodeng didn't want to give him a roll of his eyes, twisted his painful neck, turned sideways and left with a smoke.

Shen He watched her dodge into the back room, and a trace of black smoke floated out of her back.

Now, there is no one else around her, and he can't wait to dig out his heart to show him, but she still doesn't want to have more contact with him!

Maybe it was Zhou Changyan who had been lonely for tens of thousands of years, and finally the person he loved was able to stand in front of him, and he patiently spent his efforts to please him, but what he got was far less than what he paid, and the resentment in his heart had nowhere to go. So much so that the demonic qi that has been suppressed for 10,000 years always leaks out unintentionally, but fortunately, no one else sees it.

He slowly stretched out his hands and clenched them as hard as he could, suppressing the demonic energy from dissipating.

Then he looked at the clock on the wall and it was already nine o'clock, and after locking the door of the flower shop, he went straight to the bedroom.