The capital is too big, and the small turmoil in the corner of the west city is difficult to spread to Tianshui Bridge in a short time.

The new house is calm as usual, Fan Qinghe, who has not gone out for a day, stays alone on the viewing tower in the garden, leaning on the wide chess couch, looking at the northwest in a daze.

The observation tower is higher than the wall, the terrace faces the Nanxun River, at night, as far as the eye can see, you can see the boundless afterglow of the lights, the Mingyu Tower that stands out from the crowd and the towering palace wall at the end of the field of vision can be seen, and there are sometimes painting boats floating under the terrace, it can be said that you can take in the prosperity of the world without leaving home.

Fan Qinghe saw the luxurious beauty that only existed in the peaceful and prosperous era, and while admiring it, he also recalled the Winter Mountain where he was born and raised since childhood.

Winter Styx Mountain is in the middle of the long northwest, not as far away as the Chi Division, but it is also much farther than Langxuan City, there is no such majestic city, even the town is rare, some are just one cottage after another, although rich in medicinal materials, but the medicinal materials can not be eaten, life is very hard.

The medicine farmer took the risk of the mountains and ran into the deep mountains and old forests to dig up the ginseng and lingzhi, and he could only exchange a few bags of rice and grain in the hands of smuggling traders such as the Hongshan Gang, and even had to thank people for taking the risk to transport the grain, otherwise thousands of people would only be starving to death in Baoshan.

Fan Qinghe, as the queen of the Winter Underworld, saw that the people at the feet of the empress could live such a good life, but the clansmen behind him were suffering in the Winter Underworld Mountain in the north of the cold earth, and he was inevitably sighing and envious in his heart, and he was also secretly fantasizing about how good it would be if the Northwest Royal Court was not dragged down by the rebellious ministers and thieves.

If the Northwest Royal Court did not collapse, then the Xihai tribes would still be the strong enemies of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and Rao gritted his teeth with hatred, and he did not dare to brazenly ride on the top of the heads of the tribes to spread wildness.

And at the age of Night Terror, he should be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who is about to ascend the throne, handsome and unparalleled, amazing martial arts, and unparalleled talent, as one of the most powerful men in the future, he may be even more famous than now.

And the empress sisters of Great Wei, if they do not succeed in usurping the throne, they are likely to be regarded as a princess of harmony, married to Saibei, and become a harem concubine of the Night Terror Hall.

As a master, the demon girl is not worried about her apprentice, and she may follow her to become a nurse.

And as the next patriarch of the Winter Hades Department, she is about the same age as Night Terror, and she will definitely be appointed as the crown princess by King Tianlang, maybe she has already married the thirteen or fourteen-year-old Xiao Jingtang a few years ago.

Jingtang called her Aunt Fan childishly on the bed, and she called her husband fiercely, that scene ......

Bah! What kind of nonsense am I thinking......

Fan Qinghe found that his thoughts were running a little too far, so he scared himself back, sat up, patted his cheek, and secretly scolded himself for having water in his head.

Before the distracting thoughts in his heart were swept away, Fan Qinghe suddenly found a white shadow floating into the garden and walking directly towards the observation tower.

Fan Qinghe was thinking nonsense just now, and when he saw the demon girl coming, his first reaction was to aim at his chest, obviously thinking about the nurse.

Fortunately, Fan Qinghe immediately came back to his senses, leaned on the couch again, and did not get up to greet him, asking like a young grandmother:

"Why are you here again? This is not your home, and you run here twice in three days, and you are not afraid of the dislike of the master's family. ”

Xuanji Zhenren is the emperor of the dynasty, and it stands to reason that he should live in the palace or the Taoist temple in the city, and there is really no reason to live in the house of the Night Terror Hall.

But the empress is her apprentice, who in the world dares to make irresponsible remarks?

Xuanji Zhenren climbed the observation tower with light steps, behaved as idle as ever, came to sit down, and casually patted Fan Qinghe's curvy buttocks:

"Where's the Night Terror? Why don't you see others? ”

Fan Qinghe turned over and leaned against Xuanji Zhenren:

"How do I know, he went out with Sanniang at noon, you should ask Sanniang."

Xuanji Zhenren went to see it just now, Sanniang was settling accounts with Mrs. Zhang at Pei's house, and the Night Terror Hall was not in front of her, so she came here to take a look.

Seeing that Fan Qinghe didn't know, Xuanji Zhenren estimated that he and Xiao Yunli went to the street, and didn't ask any more, leaned on the soft pillow, took off the wine gourd from behind his waist, and prepared to hug the exotic beauty to see the scenery.

Fan Qinghe was also bored lying alone, seeing that the demon girl drank a little wine, and the wine worm in her stomach was also guilty, she sat up and picked up something from the side of the chess couch.

Next to the chess couch, there is also Fan Qinghe's belongings for dispensing medicine, and at noon she basks in the winter sun here and studies the meeting gift sent by Beiliang.

At this time, Fan Qinghe picked up the beautifully decorated wooden box and put it on the small case, and after opening it, he revealed the wine jar covered with bright yellow cloth:

"Demon girl, have you drunk the white-headed girl in the night?"

Xuanji Zhenren is drunk and dreams all day long, how can he not hear the name of the white head at night, the tribute wine that Beiliang gives to the empress every year is basically taken away by her in advance before she arrives in the palace, but she can drink it for a few days a year, and it doesn't add up to much, most of the time she is hungry.

Hearing the name of Ye Baitou, Xuanji's real beautiful eyes brightened up a little, threw the wine gourd aside, picked up the wine jar and prepared to open it.

Fan Qinghe knew that this demon girl couldn't resist the temptation, she held down the wine jar, and pretended to be serious:

"This is the envoy of Beiliang to the Night Terror Hall, the handwriting of the Northern Liang Medical Sage, and there may be Zhongsun Jin secretly doing it, whether there is no antidote hidden in it, I can't find out. If you go down this way, you'll probably be buried tomorrow......"

Xuanji Zhenren was equipped with the stunt of bathing in fire, and he didn't take it seriously at all, and opened the wine jar and smelled it:

"It's better to be in the ground tomorrow than to die of hunger today, I'll taste it first and try the poison for the Night Terror."

Fan Qinghe has tested it many times, and after making sure that there is no problem, he dared to show it in front of the demon girl, and he didn't stop it at the moment.

But Xuanji Zhenren said that he tasted it, but his posture was holding the wine jar with both hands, ready to ......

"Huh?"

Fan Qinghe pressed the wine jar again, frowned and said:

"This wine is very replenishing, even if it is not poisonous, you can't drink it like this. And just this altar, I haven't tasted it in the Night Terror Hall, you two mouthfuls are dry, what do we drink? ”

Xuanji Zhenren thought about it, and at the moment, relying on tenacious willpower, he put down the wine jar, took two wine glasses from the small case, and after one person arrived at a glass, he picked it up and handed it to Fan Qinghe:

"Come, die together."

Although Fan Qinghe is the king of the winter underworld, he obviously has no qualifications to be given wine by Emperor Liang in person, and he is also very curious in his heart, so he took the wine glass and touched it with Xuanji Zhenren.

Bite~

……

——

On the branches of the moon, there are fewer pedestrians on the pedestrian street.

Under the willow trees along the street, Zhe Yunli was dressed in a lady's skirt and carried a food box in her hand, walking briskly along the street, and when she met passers-by, she would turn around to avoid it, looking sneaky.

Night Terror took off the hat, walked behind him with a saber hanging from his waist, and was a little helpless when he saw this scene:

"It's not delicious if the powder is soaked for a long time, you really like it, I'll talk to Sanniang tomorrow, give the small shop half a year's rent waiver, and move to Tianshui Bridge to get a shop......"

Zhe Yunli carried the packaged rice noodles and ran into the alley quickly, preparing to go home to share the delicious food with Ping'er, when she heard the words of Night Terror, she responded:

"I asked the proprietress to pack the noodle soup separately, which was not a big problem. As for letting the family move to Tianshui Bridge, forget it, this rice noodle is cheap, and the people who go to eat are the bitter people of Zhifang Lane, you get the store here, and let the people of Zhifang Lane eat? I'm idle anyway, I have time to pay the tuition to study, and when the time comes, I'll cook it at home for my cousin to eat......"

？

Night Terror Hall had seen Yunli's cooking skills in Shuanggui Lane before, and the difference between Ning'er Yunni and Ning'er Yunni was really cooking noodles at home, and Sanniang was afraid that she would have to hide back to her mother's house to live.

But he couldn't dampen Xiao Yunli's motivation, so he nodded at the moment and followed into the new house.

The new house occupies a large area, and the aunt can live in twelve, but at present, there are less than ten people with the maids, and it looks very empty at night.

The night terror hall entered through the side door, and found that the bird bird flew over from the embroidery building, and it was still "......twittering", and it should be muttering - going out to play without birds......

But when the bird flew into the verandah, he found that the smell was not quite right, and he stopped abruptly on the beauty, and tilted his head blankly:

"Tsk?"

Seeing that the birds and birds rarely did not pounce and lift the food box, cunning flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly ran over to catch the birds:

"Chicken, I brought you something delicious, come, don't you smell it."

"Tss

……

Night Terror Hall shook his head and chuckled when he watched this scene, and did not disturb the people and birds playing, turned around and came to the plum blossom courtyard, but saw that the doors were closed, and there was no one.

Night Terror Hall looked left and right, and couldn't help but wonder, and asked the maid, only to learn that Sanniang went to Pei's house, and Fan Qinghe was in the viewing tower of the garden.

It was not too late, and it was not yet time to fall asleep, so after washing up and changing back into home clothes, I went down the verandah to the observation tower in the southeast corner to have a look.

Before I went upstairs, I smelled the faint aroma of wine, as well as the sound of humming and lute:

"Dang Dang Dang ~ ......"

"Uh-huh......"

Night Terror heard that it was Fairy Lu's voice, so he lightened his steps, quietly walked up the stairs, and looked at the staircase.

The second floor of the observation building is considered an entertainment room, quite large, there is a carpet inside, there are objects such as the painting case of the tea sea piano table, there is a big chess couch on the terrace, usually the lord can play chess with his friends here to enjoy the scenery, and he can also play chess with his wife and concubine here.

At this time, there were a few lampstands on the second floor, Fan Qinghe was wearing a red and yellow winter skirt, lying on the soft pillow of the chess couch with a drunken face, his eyes closed, and he looked like he was already drunk.

And Xuanji Zhenren, who was dressed in white like snow, leaned next to Fan Qinghe, holding Fan Qinghe's pipa in his arms, and playing the song with his fingers, because he drank a little too much, and the playing was not stable, but it sounded like a different charm.

Seeing this, Night Terror Hall was slightly surprised, and walked up the stairs to the chess couch and asked:

"Why do you drink so much?"

Xuanji Zhenren didn't look back, but slowly put down the pipa, supported the side face with his hand, picked up the wine glass and took a sip:

"The night white head sent by Beiliang, the wine that is difficult to find in the world, naturally has to be tasted well. I've been waiting for you here for a long time, so let's sit down and have a taste together. ”

Night Terror Hall was also very curious about this famous wine, so he walked to the front and sat down opposite the small case, ready to pour himself a glass.

But Xuanji Zhenren is obviously not a serious drinker, he turned his head and looked at it, and found that He He was drunk and useless, so he raised his hand and patted the position between the two:

"The wine is on the side of the beauty in front, what's the point of drinking it dry, but just lying down?"

？

Night Terror Hall looked at the two big sisters who were like flowers and jade but had their own styles, and they didn't really lie down in the middle of the hand, but they just got up and moved the small case to the left.

Seeing this scene, Xuanji Zhenren frowned slightly and was slightly displeased:

"If you want to hug each other, do you still want to take care of one thing and lose the other, and deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors in front of He He?"

Because of the greedy cup, Xuanji's real words are like an orchid, with a faint aroma of wine.

Night Terror Hall probe took a look, and saw that Miss Fan was breathing evenly and sleeping very well, and she didn't pay too much attention to it, so she leaned on Xuanji's side and picked up the wine glass:

"How could it be, it's just convenient to pour wine for Fairy Lu here."

After saying that, he took a sip of wine, and the rich aroma of wine suddenly poured into his mouth and nose, the taste was not rushing, but very warm, and his throat became hot after a sip, and even the chill of the winter was dispelled.

"This wine is really good, but it's not as mysterious as Chen Shilang said, it's just two flavors of martyrdom."

Xuanji Zhenren was lying in front of her, her eyes slightly raised to look at the handsome side face, seeing that the kid was thick-skinned, she didn't pick up people anymore, after all, Qing He was lying in front of her, she didn't believe that the night terror hall dared to mess around with her in front of Qing He.

"You have to taste the wine slowly, what kind of taste can you taste when you swallow dates?"

Xuanji Zhenren hooked his fingers, motioned for the Night Terror Hall to pour wine, and asked:

"Where did you run today? When he learned that the saint was bullied by a talented girl surnamed Hua in Furong Pond, he was furious and sent an invitation, inviting the talented girl to go to Longyin Tower tomorrow to learn, and originally wanted you to go over to her in the afternoon to be a staff officer, but I didn't find you. ”

"Huh?"

The action of pouring wine in the night terror hall paused, and when he heard that Da Ben had gone to find a field, he was a little surprised in his eyes.

However, the foreign envoy entered Beijing, Hua Qingzhi is the representative of the talented women of the Northern Liang, and the only one who can be recruited in the capital is stupid, and the two will have to compete sooner or later.

Night Terror Hall knows Hua Qingzhi's domineering, if she is placed in the circle of martial artists, she is basically the peak martial artist.

And the stupid calligraphy and painting are very powerful, he hasn't seen the pair or anything, and he is really worried that the stupid and light enemy will be abused, so he put down the wine glass at the moment:

"Miss Nahua, it is said that she is quite good at pairs. I'm busy investigating the case today, so I'm going to Mingyulou to have a look now......"

Xuanji Zhenren raised his finger slightly: "No need." I chatted with the people for a long time in the afternoon, and I have already discussed countermeasures. Now that it's getting so late, what else can you do in the past except to disturb the rest of the world? ”

Night Terror looked at the sky, thought about it, and leaned back again, with three doubts in his eyes:

"Fairy Lu's martial arts are okay, but the literary style is ...... Are you sure you can help King Jing? ”

？

Xuanji is a true scholar of humanities and martial arts, and the emperor of the Eight Classics of the Eight Classics is slightly displeased when he sees that Night Terror dares to question her qualifications:

"You have to have bricks to attract bricks, you are just a martial artist, you don't have much ink in your stomach, you can't write well, how can you see the literary style of a teacher?"

There is not much literature in the Night Terror Hall, but there are a few bricks, seeing that Shui Er is so arrogant, he didn't say much at the moment, and picked up the wine glass:

"Okay, let's drink according to the literati's method today. I made a pair, and the Lu fairy came up, and I punished a glass of wine; Sorry, you are fined a glass of wine, how about it? ”

Xuanji Zhenren picked up her slender willow eyebrows, but she was interested:

"You're quite bold, come on, get the question."

Night Terror Hall smiled lightly, looked left and right, and thought for a moment:

"Hmm...... Outside the house, there was an idle man lying in the wind. ”

？

Xuanji Zhenren's eyes flashed speechlessly, and he felt that the Night Terror Hall really didn't know the height of the sky, and aimed at He He, who was up and down next to him:

"There are two beautiful girls under the moon in front of the corridor."

Night Terror felt quite neat, so he took a glass of wine and drank it all:

"Fairy Lu's writing is really extraordinary, admire and admire, I'm thinking about it, well......"

Xuanji Zhenren saw such a simple question in the night terror, and her heart was a little boring, after all, she played like this, and she couldn't smell it when she drank in the night terror, and then opened her mouth again:

"Think about it, I'll come up, and you will be punished with a glass of wine; I'm sorry, I'll do whatever you tell me to do. ”

？

Night Terror Hall was just playing with Shui Shui, and he didn't have a bad idea, but when he heard such a big bet, he naturally became serious and said:

"Smoke lock pond willows. Lu Fairy, please. ”

"Smoke ......"

When Xuanji Zhenren heard this, his drunken eyes were a little clearer, and he sat up slightly with his elbows on the soft pillow:

"Gold, wood, water, fire and earth, this is a good ......"

Night Terror Hall had a smile in his eyes, and after waiting for a moment, he turned his head to look at the cold cheeks:

"Huh? Isn't that right? ”

“……”

Xuanji Zhenren thought for a moment, but she really couldn't find a suitable one, her eyes slowly became strange, and after glancing at the Night Terror Hall, she raised her hand and wanted to shake Qinghe behind her, so that she could get up and stir up the situation.

Night Terror reacted strangely, and hurriedly grabbed her hand, frowned, and said:

"Can't afford to play, can you?"

Xuanji Zhenren leaned on the soft pillow, but he didn't cowardly, just looked up and down:

"What? Do you still want to bully a woman in front of Qinghe? Let's drink at the table, and then we leave, and I won't accompany you downstairs. ”

Night Terror Hall was not too anxious, just leaned back on the couch and motioned to the wine glass:

"I'm not going to eat you again, huh...... Just feed me a drink. ”

When Xuanji Zhenren heard this request, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to raise her hand to take the cup, but Night Terror held her hand down.

“……”

Xuanji Zhenren squinted slightly, a little displeased, but hoped that the bet would be lost, and he didn't say much, he raised the wine glass lightly with his hand, drank it all by his red lips, and then leaned forward slightly.

Although Night Terror Hall was kissed by Shui'er on the face, he didn't bother at this time, his behavior was not frivolous, but with a smile, he held his small waist that was faintly like a willow, and looked at the red cheeks that were gradually approaching.

Multiply~

The lips are together.

The moonlight sprinkled on the beautiful terrace like frost, although there were still boats floating by the Nanxun River outside, but the terrace at the high point was built so privately that as long as you don't actively stand by the fence, you can't see the kissing men and women on the terrace in all directions.

Xuanji Zhenren was full of wine, holding the man's lips, Rao has always been light and breezy, and the blush on his cheeks is still a little deeper.

Night Terror Hall held the belt of the white skirt, although there was an urge to untie it at the fingertips, but the Fan girl was lying in front of her after all, it was really not good to go too far, so she just stood still.

After hugging each other for an unknown amount of time, Xuanji Zhenren took the initiative to retreat, leaned next to him, his expression was a little more complicated, and he said lukewarmly:

"Go ahead. This time, I will come out of the upper link, you will come up and ask me to give you all my body; I'm sorry, I'll go back to Yuxu Mountain tomorrow. ”

？

Night Terror Hall heard that the tone was wrong, and when he saw that Shui Shui was more serious, he smiled:

"Just play, don't be angry, I'm abrupt, I'll punish myself with three cups, right?"

Xuanji Zhenren pressed down the wine glass, turned his head to look at the pipa that had just been put aside, and said:

"You only get one chance, listen up. A pipa, a thousand worries, thousands of imitations, it is better to return to the dream of the green mountains. If you can't come up, I'll go back to the mountain. ”

“……”

Although Night Terror Hall is not very knowledgeable, it can still hear that this Shanglian is Shui'er's heart.

Xuanji's real personality is to do whatever he wants, boldly like what he likes, and decisively distance himself from what he hates, and never be bound by the world.

But Xuanji Zhenren is also a normal woman after all, as the little uncle of Yuxu Mountain, the master of the Empress Jingwang, and the strongest woman on the face of Da Wei Ming, she suddenly had feelings for him, no matter how high the realm is, where can she really do it like water.

The meaning of this sentence is obviously that I am worried in my heart, and I don't know how to advance and retreat in the future, so it is better to return to the green mountains and treat these as a big dream.

Night Terror heard the entanglement in the hearts of her daughter's family, and it was obviously inappropriate to continue to be a joke.

But not a joke, how can he respond reasonably?

Night Terror felt that Shui Shui's mood was wrong, and said that it was not a joke to want to go back to the mountain, so he secretly thought about it urgently, trying to disassemble the exhaustive move word by word to find the best solution:

One to eight, song to song, pipa to Yalu......

Bah......

……

Xuanji Zhenren leaned on the chess couch, saw the embarrassment between the eyebrows of the night terror, racked his brains and began to think, and his drunken eyes suddenly regretted a little.

After experiencing so much with each other, Xuanji Zhenren didn't need to recall the past, he knew that he had fallen into the red dust road, and he had a crush in his heart.

Because of her identity, she further betrayed her morality and took a step back against her will, which was indeed a little entangled.

Fang just blurted out the entanglement in his heart with three points of wine.

Night Terror Hall pondered hard at this time, obviously understanding what she meant, and wanted to give her a satisfactory answer.

If the Night Terror Hall is allowed to take care of everything, the Night Terror Hall will definitely not let her be distracted.

But isn't it deliberately difficult to have Night Terror respond in a pairwise way?

If she can't come out, she can't get off the stage, can it be true to return to Yuxu Mountain?

Xuanji Zhenren sighed secretly, and didn't want the Night Terror Hall to see her as too much sentimental woman, so she spoke again:

"Knowing that you are a martial artist, forget it if you don't come out, I'll give you another chance to come up with a simpler question."

Night Terror Hall leaned next to him and frowned in thought, his expression was indeed a little dignified, but it was not to the extent of burning his brain, but he did not respond to Xuanji's words.

Xuanji Zhenren was a little stupid, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, but felt that this wine tasted nothing.

But just when Xuanji Zhenren was in a state of confusion and was about to get up and leave to end this drinking game, an arm suddenly wrapped around her.

"Wait, huh...... You see if this is going to work......"

Night Terror Hall was afraid that Fairy Lu was really full of wandering and ran back to Yuxu Mountain, hugged it very tightly, and thought about it:

"Ten years of wind and rain, several ups and downs, seeking in all directions, just for the glacier to enter the cave room?"

？？！

Xuanji's real eyes widened a little, her red lips opened slightly, and she turned her head to look at the night terror hall in disbelief.

Night Terror Hall blinked, raised his hand and shook it:

"How?"

The drunkenness in Xuanji's eyes disappeared, only shock remained, she looked at the night terror hall that was sweating and a little nervous, and after being silent for a long time, she whispered:

"A pipa, a thousand worries, thousands of imitations, it is better to return to the dream of the green mountains.

"Ten years of wind and rain, several ups and downs, seeking in all directions only for the glacier into the cave room...... It's barely neat......"

Night Terror Hall breathed a sigh of relief and was about to laugh, when he heard Shui Shui continue:

"But for the sake of being right, the words don't reach the meaning, and they don't count......"

The night terror hall wanted to explode in the braincase, so he held back such a sentence, and when he saw that Shui Shui said no, he naturally didn't agree, and he said seriously:

"How can you say it's right? Ten years ago I was eight years old! At that time, standing on the dirt slope outside Honghe Town, I glanced at Fairy Lu, and felt that the eldest husband should marry a wife like this.

"Since then, I have practiced three times in winter and three times in summer, and I have endured ten years of wind and rain to practice this body of kung fu, in order to marry a girl like Fairy Lu."

？

Xuanji Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and nodded thoughtfully:

"If you want to calculate it this way, there have indeed been ten years of wind and rain, so how many ups and downs?"

Night Terror said: "I was an outcast in the border city, I was adopted by my father-in-law to become a young owner of the dart bureau, my father-in-law went to the fairy, but he didn't leave me a penny, I became a hooligan with no house and no land, one person and one bird can't add up to two taels of silver, I can only live in the no-man's land of Shuanggui Lane, how many ups and downs is this?"

"But I have no complaints. Because to complete the will of the father-in-law, you have to come to the capital, the father-in-law said that the girls in the capital are like Fairy Lu, only by coming here can they complete their thoughts when they were children.

"As for the 'Quartet Search', there is no need to explain, I am working hard everywhere, do you think I am trying to achieve fame and fortune? I'm drawing a person from Fairy Lu! ”

“……”

Xuanji Zhenren was stunned when he heard this, and after staring at the Night Terror Hall for a moment, he said:

"The last sentence doesn't make sense, you have worked hard for the past ten years, not for me, but for lust, and you want to marry a few more beautiful girls."

Night Terror Hall sighed and said:

"I was born in Honghe Town, the women over there are stronger than me, before I saw Fairy Lu, I had no woman in my heart at all, and after seeing Fairy Lu, I had the idea of marrying a good girl.

"This 'Binghe' refers to the lover in his dreams, which means that he has experienced so many ups and downs, just to be able to marry a good girl like Fairy Lu. Now that I can marry myself, I can only say that God has opened my eyes and given me a reward beyond my expectations. ”

Dream Girl......

Xuanji Zhenren Rao is mind is very strong, and he was also coaxed by the sugar-coated cannonball of the Night Terror Hall, and after being silent for a long time, he snorted softly:

"The mouth is quite sweet, in order to coax the girl, admit that you are a pervert?"

"Alas......"

Night Terror Hall spread his hands slightly, a little helpless.

Xuanji Zhenren knew how much mental and mental power Night Terror had spent in order to give her a response to make her happy, and the surface was plain, but her heart was very moved.

She pulled out a handkerchief from her arms, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead for Night Terror, leaned a little closer, and tapped it on her lips:

"It is said that people are in a hurry and can do everything, which is true. Although it's not very neat, it's not easy to hold back such a sentence, and you're right. For your sake, what do you want me to give you? Just for the glacier to enter the cave room? ’

Because the Night Terror Hall knew that Xuanji Zhenren was a little hesitant in his heart, he didn't rush for quick success, but just smiled:

"Fairy Lu can relax, just don't leave."

Xuanji Zhenren blinked her beautiful eyes, exhaled softly, leaned her cheek on her broad shoulder, and closed her eyes:

"It's quite familiar...... You followed Sanniang to Jintang Street today, and you did something bad again, right? Qinghe said that you can't indulge in it, and I won't give it to you if you want it now......"

Does that mean tomorrow?!

Night Terror was very understanding, but it was really hard to ask, so he slid his hand down the back of his waist to the hem of his skirt, wanting to test it.

But Fan Qinghe and Xuanji Zhenren were lying back to back, he slid down with his hand and touched the moon, and found that the back of his hand also touched a full moon, and quickly took it back, changed it to an honest hug, and admired the night of the city.

The night breeze was gentle on the terrace, and after a few whispers, there was no sound.

Night Terror drank two cups of night whitehead, and the person was also a little floating, holding the warm fragrant nephrite for a while, and sleepiness poured into his mind.

And Xuanji Zhenren seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed, but after the night terror hall was completely calm, he quietly raised his head, drunk eyes, and stared at the handsome face in front of him with a little wine.

"Idiot ......"

After looking at it for a while, Xuanji Zhenren muttered silently, not knowing whether he was talking about Night Terror Hall or himself.

After a soft sigh, she stepped forward again, tapped her lips, and then sat up and took a thin blanket to cover the sleeping night terrors.

may be afraid that He He will be cold, and he will also cover Fan Qinghe together.

Then Xuanji Zhenren was drunk and lay on the other side of the small case, lest Qinghe wake up and find that she was sleeping with Night Terror......

——

From nine o'clock last night to now, these thousands of words almost write people to death or2!

(End of chapter)