The sunlight shines through the pale golden maple leaves, and the wisps fall down.

Gorgeous satin white clothes, mottled light and shadow.

Extremely long black hair, tied behind him, raised his head in the bright light and shadow.

The long and curly eyelashes like black finches, under the mottled light, fell a treacherous and cold shadow, the narrow deep phoenix eyes flew obliquely, and the pure and quiet eyes, I don't know if they were dyed by the light, faintly flowing dark red, intertwined with an indescribable cold.

The tear mole that fell from the corner of his right eye seemed to be black, and it seemed to be a strange red like blood.

It is like a ghost from the abyss of hell, bewitching and beautiful.

Looking at this familiar face, Qingluan's eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't believe it: "Shi Mo...?" Retracting his feet, Qingluan turned around and ran towards the white-clothed young man under the maple tree, "Shimo, why are you here..."

Before the words fell, the next second Qingluan was already imprisoned in the arms of the teenager, and the powerful Qingluan was a little painful, "It hurts... You tap it!! ”

While shouting, Qingluan raised his hand and pushed Shi Mo's shoulder hard.

"Shimo...!!"

He bent over, did not speak, the slightly hot breath hit her neck, the slender and powerful arms tightly clasped Qingluan's waist, the body that was close to each other was burning without a slit, he used a lot of strength, and he didn't know whether he was afraid or happy.

Qingluan's hand stopped moving, and let Shi Mo hold him.

In an instant she understood.

Shi Mo must have noticed that her aura was gone, so she tore the space over, although she didn't know how he found this world without coordinates, but she knew that he must have paid a lot of price.

"I'm fine." Qingluan whispered.

The white cloth was soft, and he smelled the familiar fragrance in his arms, and at such a close distance, he could still feel the heart beating in his chest, again and again, burning and warm.

I like it.

Qingluan couldn't help but reach out and hug Shi Mo back, his fingertips brushing the soft satin on his back.

The mottled light and shadow, through the layers of maple leaves, hit the two embracing figures.

Not far away, someone seemed to be standing at the gate of the temple, looking in the direction of the courtyard.

The breeze is slightly cool, and I hope that this moment can become eternal.

I don't know how long it took, Qingluan felt a warm softness in her ears, and her breath sprinkled on her skin, itchy, "Xiao Qiqi, I miss you so much." A cold, somewhat hoarse low voice.

Inexplicably, it brushed the tip of his heart and brought a wave.

"Little Qiqi, did you miss me?"

Yes.

I really want to.

Qingluan buried himself in him, sniffing the refreshing fragrance on his body.

"Hmm... Yes..."

She whispered.

Shi Mo lowered his head, his lips and tongue gently licked her pale and jade-like little ears, and the dark red in her long and narrow phoenix eyes gradually faded, "Xiao Qiqi, I want to stay by your side and never leave you again." ”

Warm and slightly warm touch.

Qingluan was stunned for a moment, and then when he realized what he was doing, he was angry, "Shimo!! Don't mess around!! ”

The atmosphere that had been warm disappeared in an instant.

Boom!

Facing Shimo is an over-the-shoulder fall.

"Ah~It hurts~"

"Reload!!" Qingluan was so angry, she was so warm just now.

Shi Mo lay in the maple leaf and stretched out his hand towards Qingluan, "Little Qiqi, you want to hug ~"

The narrow and deep phoenix eyes, with a bright and pure smile like the morning light in early summer, and the extremely beautiful red lips raise a brilliant arc, as if they are coquettish, and they seem to be serious, transparent and pure, gorgeous and enchanting.

Qingluan glared at him and turned around sullenly, "No, I'm going to eat!" ”

"I'm going too~"

There were already a lot of light porridge in the hall, obviously considering that Qingluan had just woken up and could only eat some light food.

While drinking porridge, Qingluan was thoughtful.

I always thought she had a strange feeling, but now, she finally came to her senses, she seemed... robbed the "protagonist halo" of this world.... So, no matter how she dies?! She's not going to die...

Because these "male partners" will desperately come to save her no matter what?!

Odd...

Qingluan frowned, a little puzzled.

Logically speaking, this situation cannot happen at all, because as long as the trajectory of the world is disturbed, it will be warned by the laws of the world, and the serious ones will be obliterated. However, the laws of the world in this world...

Wait a minute... Qingluan's eyes widened, and she suddenly realized something.

The laws of the world ....

"Little Qiqi, ah~"

With the gentle voice of someone beside him, Qingluan subconsciously opened his lips and bit the green vegetables he sandwiched.

"And this~"

Qingluan, who had eaten some vegetables one after another, finally reacted, with a black line, "I'll clip it myself."

"Feed me that little Qiqi~"

"Eat it yourself!"

Qingluan is not angry.

The subtle sound of flapping wings, Qingluan turned her head, and saw a white pigeon flying in gently, and then landed in the palm of her open hand, Qingluan's eyes were cold, this is the pigeon of the white dove.

It's a detective, I found her so quickly.

Qingluan bowed her head slightly, using the method that the white pigeon had taught her to communicate with the pigeon.

Shi Mo on the side saw Qingluan doing something, his narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he caught a glimpse of the fruit not far away.

Knowing that the white pigeon has arrived in Xicheng safely, and now they are waiting for her and the paper kite to go back, they can prepare to go to the misty ridge, after all, it takes three treasures to enter the misty ridge, and if Qingluan and the paper kite do not follow the large army, they will not be able to enter without treasures.

Paper kite...

Qingluan's eyes flashed, is the paper kite completely demonized now?

The lips were slightly cool, and Qingluan subconsciously bit the peeled grapes.

Thin teeth brushed against his long, slightly hot fingers.

The narrow and deep phoenix eyes were a dark surge of dark color.

He suddenly lowered his head.

Qingluan just felt that the lip flap was covered with a soft, cool and refreshing light fragrance, and the tip of the tongue slipped in. Qingluan raised her head in a daze, the grapes in her mouth had been swept away by Shi Mo, and she was between her beautiful lips and teeth at this time.

"You rob me of my grapes... What are you doing..."

Qingluan, who was still a little distracted, suddenly reacted and pinched the white pigeon in his hand.

The pigeon screamed, and instantly turned into white dots.

"Shimo!!"