Wuye, who followed the footsteps, looked up at the thin back in front of him from time to time, and she was completely different from any woman he knew before.

Think of the red dancing woman, who was always cold, and then asked him to play "Guangling San" over and over again. At that time, he was always fully engaged, hoping to turn himself into the sound of the piano and enter her heart.

However, as soon as the piano sounded, he knew that her eyes had never been their own.

It's just his own pleasure.

The years were quiet, and the corners of the girl's mouth in front of him gradually made him laugh too, and he strode forward.

Cui Jingniang, who noticed the change in mood, glanced at Wuye in surprise, although his face was tightly covered, but the excitement exuded from his body, she said, "Why are you so happy?" ”

"Of course I'm glad to be able to enjoy this peach blossom with you." Wuye said, as if he was joking, but in the next second, he bent down and hugged Cui Jingniang horizontally, so shocked that Cui Jingniang had to hug his neck.

The intimacy immediately made Cui Jingniang red to her neck, and this was exchanged for Wuye's proud laughter.

Men are very happy to see their women in their arms with a red face of shame!

At this time, Wuye Zhen held her and stood on the peach blossom book, with a mist, and from a distance, it was like a peach blossom fairy who had landed in the mortal world.

This made Li Zhaodu, who could see it from a distance, furious in his heart, but he still suppressed it, but he knew that he must not step forward, and as soon as he stepped forward, he would definitely not be able to help but make a move.

It's going to undo his work.

Turn around and leave.

Only the people inside are still unconscious, and they are still performing.

"Put me down!" Cui Jingniang shouted in a low voice, with annoyance in her tone.

However, Wuye doesn't seem to want to let go, "Look up, this is the best place to enjoy the flowers." ”

Cui Jingniang rolled her eyes, isn't this showing off her martial arts? Too lazy to talk nonsense, go directly to the back top, and don't avoid it, that is, kick and fly a few meters away.

Wuye avoided it, but he had to let go of Cui Jingniang, but he was still only on the other side of the canopy, rubbing his strong abdomen, "Jingniang, don't you feel sorry for me?" ”

"Humph!" Cui Jingniang didn't talk nonsense to her, "I didn't pursue your behavior as a disciple, you still want me to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, don't you look at you as the fragrance, the jade?" ”

After saying that, he flew away from the peach tree, turned around and flew to the side.

Seeing this, Wuye immediately chased after him.

In terms of light skills, Wuye had to admit that Jing Niang was powerful, but he was not bad, but he saw from behind that Jing Niang couldn't lift his breath several times and flew unsteadily, his brows furrowed, and his eyes dimmed.

Passing through the peach blossom forest, there is a cliff on this side.

Because the peach blossoms are just beginning to bloom, the falling flowers here are not as obvious as the ones in front.

It's just that there is the wind here, which adds romance.

"Jing Niang, why don't you call me Jing'er?" Wuye fell, and the first thing he blurted out was this sentence.

This sentence made Cui Jingniang stunned, and suddenly found that she was not used to Wuye calling herself Jingniang, and he never seemed to call herself in memory.

In fact, a woman's name cannot be called by a man. For example, the name Jing Niang, the word "Niang" is a symbol of the identity of the concubine, and only "Jing" is her name. In this case, parents, siblings generally call her Jing'er, Sister Jing or Sister Jing.

Jing'er is the shouting of relatives.

But no one ever called her that.

Neither did Li Zhaodu.