The little ghost didn't speak again, and looked at Sang Wushi with a serious face for a while, his blue eyes seemed to be able to suck people in, and then, he gently turned his face away, "It's not because I was bought by your orange." ”

Sang smiled all the time, this was the first time, she felt that the rainy day was so wonderful.

......

Belch...... Why is she here? Sang Wushi looked at the huge wooden barrel he was in, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Just now she was so moved that she was pouring out her heart and lungs, and just as she wanted to say something hypocritical, the little ghost floated over lightly, conjuring up a burst of aura, and then, she arrived here......

This bucket ...... It was so big, she stood at the bottom of the barrel, looking up at the top of the barrel like a frog at the bottom of a well. And Zimo sat in front of the bucket, holding his cheek with one hand, and his big blue eyes swept over, as if he was thinking about something. She also stared at him with a blank expression. And so, after they had stared at each other for a long time, the boy suddenly lowered his head over the barrel, looked back and forth at her, and then solemnly held his chin and fell into deep thought.

Sang Wushi's face froze, "What's wrong?...... Do you think my situation is a bit miserable?Is it that I can't get it back?" Then the next moment, Zimo suddenly stretched out his finger and flicked her head, the force was neither light nor heavy, "Hmm...... It's a good vision to turn you into such a person. It's small, little ghost. He had a look of appreciation.

She staggered back a step, and when she was about to get angry, he suddenly smiled, with a little meaningful smile on her little red lips, and a smile in her eyes, but she couldn't see that Sang Wu's heart was inexplicably empty.

I said...... Have you ever mentioned me to others?" Zimo restrained his smile, as if asking her, and as if he was teasing.

Sang Wushi was stunned for a moment, "It seems to be ...... "But who did she mention it with?"

The word "oh......" was stretched very long by him, and it was all in a knowingly asking tone. "Twice, you're amazing...... the boy looked at her with an eyebrow.

"What twice?" she did, why can't she remember anything?

Zimo touched his chin, "What about those who don't keep their promises, they have to be punished to remember for a long time." He closed his eyes and said. Then, before Sang Wushi could react, he suddenly saw that the bucket became larger, and suddenly, she was as small as an ant at the bottom, and then ......

The whole bucket began to shake violently, and as huge oranges flew over her head, she jumped up and stepped on them. But in an instant, the oranges above her head multiplied, and an overwhelming golden yellow scurried in front of her eyes...... Sang gritted her teeth all the time, in order to avoid being smashed, she had to jump in a hurry to dodge, however, there were more and more oranges, and she jumped up and down in the violently shaking bucket, golden and bright red quickly flashed one after another...... Gradually, she was a little out of breath, and she couldn't even distinguish between east and west, north and south.

Sang stepped on the oranges at the bottom of the bucket from time to time, touched his dizzy head, and gasped, "Stop, stop!

And Zi Mo clasped his hands in front of his chest, smiled in his clear blue eyes, his eyebrows bent, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes like a crescent moon were full of pleasure, "What are you doing when you stop, don't you like to fly, you see, it's easier to fly when you get smaller." As he spoke, the little hands that had been in Sang Wushi's eyes suddenly rested on the edge of the barrel and shook it even harder.

Sang Wushi was caught off guard for a while, stepped on the shiny kumquat, and sat down with a buttocks, and fell hard hard, she couldn't bear it, "Your uncle, stop it!

"Okay, I see. He raised an eyebrow. Then the next moment, the barrel shook even more!

Her eyes were full of gold stars, and the oranges under her rolled with them, and when she was unstable, she fell directly into the huge round oranges, and was pressed tightly. "Stinky little ghost!...... You understand... You want to ...... Murder! I said I wouldn't fly!" she gritted her teeth.

"When a girl says no, she just wants it. He shook his finger with one hand.

Sang Wushi: ......!!!

"Yo, can you still get up?" the little ghost's faint voice came, inexplicably with a suffocated smile.

"You wait for me!!"

"It's really strange, I said I liked it very much last time, and women are really complicated. He couldn't help but laugh.

The barrel swayed, and then again, the huge kumquat pressed against the little red shadow, and kept rolling back and forth......

"Stop... I... Don't play anymore......" Gradually, Sang felt numb all the time.

"Then, will you tell others next time?" Zimo showed a very polite smile.

"Don't say it, don't say it!!" Sang Wushi wailed weakly, but she was very depressed in her heart, when did she say it......

...... The shaking finally stopped, she pushed away the kumquat pressed on her body with great effort, exposed her head and exhaled heavily, her eyes were full of Venus, but she caught a glimpse of Zi Mo's expression above her head at this time, with a serious and solemn face, "Remember, I don't like people who don't follow the rules." There was also great seriousness in his clear voice.

Sang Wushi narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly in response. However, I don't know if she was too tired or what, in short, she didn't have any strength to speak, but she secretly scolded this little ghost in her heart. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, wait and see!

In a daze, she seemed to be asleep, but she was very dazed.

Then, she had a dream in which a lot of orange spirits were chasing her, and Zimo turned into a huge kumquat and floated in the sky......

......

When Sang Wushi woke up again, there was a quiet piece in her ears, and in front of her was a quiet blue and beautiful empty valley, and there were many semi-transparent spirit butterflies and faint fireflies that she had seen dancing before, dotted with colors. She blinked and touched the green grass in her hand, which was tender and vivid. For some reason, she always felt that everything in Zimo's enchantment seemed to be real, the flowers and trees here, the breeze and water, were all so real.

Sang moved slightly, but realized that there was a softness under him. Her eyes drooped, and she only realized it at this time......

She actually ...... At...... In the arms of the imp...... What's the situation?

And the "quilt" on his body is the corner of the little ghost's sleeve robe, he actually raised her as a pet? Also, what the hell is this little grass house made of leaves next to him?

Sang blinked his eyes from time to time, his little face turned dark, and rudely lifted the corner of the clothes covering his body, and was about to question him, but he was slightly shaken by a touch of white in his eyes when he raised his head.

It was a jade-like delicate snow-white jaw, with a flawless outline, and in the dream-blue halo, people couldn't take their eyes off it inexplicably. Sang Wushi looked at Zi Mo who seemed to be asleep, and then looked at his smooth and immaculate jaw, and suddenly a wicked smile appeared on his face, the opportunity is rare, it is rare that this little ghost should allow himself to touch him at this moment, so ......