In order to recall the good-looking little brothers, Hou Jingjing practiced diligently sooner or later.

Sometimes when she was tired and wanted to be lazy, Yang Jian coaxed her with delicious and fun food, and she practiced like this for more than half a year, which was considered to be beneficial, but there was no sudden recovery of her memory.

At this time, it was the Dragon Boat Festival, and Yang Jian asked Alai to take people out to purchase ingredients, and all kinds of stuffings were packed to eat-the Shenjun Hall is located at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, which is the boundary of mortal life, so mortals will basically live festivals.

"You don't need to buy zongzi leaves, Jingjing's cultivation is hard, I'll take her to pick some back. ”

There is a huge reed pond by the Xifeng River, which is naturally raised, and many mortals also go there to pick reed leaves. Yang Jian personally went to collect it when he was just an immortal more than 100,000 years ago, and then gradually lost interest.

Therefore, Ah Lai felt strange, and deliberately teased him seriously: "Shenjun wants to go in person? Isn't it okay? Or do you want to bring Jingjing with your subordinates - don't worry, I will protect her well." ”

"No, I'll go. Yang Jian didn't take it seriously at first.

"No, no, it's better to belong!" Alai couldn't help but laugh, "Back then, the Divine Monarch said that he wanted to introduce me to a fairy, that is, Jingjing, right? ”

Yang Jian raised his eyes and looked at Alai, with the words "so bold" faintly written in his eyes.

Ah Lai immediately broke the effort, and hurriedly smiled and arched his hand: "Shenjun go, Shenjun go! I'll call her over!"

Yang Jian knew that he was joking when he saw his smile, and after tasting it carefully, he couldn't help but sneer, and took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, secretly straightened his sideburns, belt, and dusted his sleeves.

After a while, I heard Hou Jingjing's laughter outside the window, and hurriedly went out, and saw that Hou Jingjing was wearing a set of colorful dresses, the colors were basically black and green, sometimes yellow, tea, and the patterns were color blocks of different sizes, layered on top of each other, which looked very peculiar.

"What kind of clothes is this?" Yang Jian looked around Hou Jingjing in a new way.

Hou Jingjing generously opened her hands for Yang Jian to see: "Somehow, as soon as Alai said that you want to take me to pick reed leaves, I want to wear such clothes......! Where is the impression? Did I wear it before?"

"No, you used to love to wear black," Yang Jian shook his head helplessly, but quickly thought of Hou Jingjing's previous life, and added, "Maybe it's your earlier memory? ”

Hou Jingjing's mouth flattened: "Didn't you say that I was only two years old when you met me? Could it be that I wore camouflage when I was one year old? You must have forgotten!"

"No ......"

"Definitely!"

Hou Jingjing was doted on in the Shenjun Palace, and at the moment, she was unhappy and refused to listen to anyone's words, and she didn't pick the zongzi leaves, and she stomped her feet and turned her head to go back to her yard, but was stopped by Yang Jian and stiffened: "I'll go to cultivate!"

"Today's holiday is over, and I don't practice. Yang Jian hurriedly coaxed her softly.

Hou Jingjing still couldn't be happy: "You said that you have remembered everything since you met me, how can you forget?

"Ahem......"

Alley felt that he had heard something he shouldn't have heard, and he couldn't help but clear his throat.

Think about it coming out of the mouth of the old cadre Shenjun...... Tut-tut!

Yang Jian's face was also a little feverish, but he could only explain softly: "Have you forgotten that I took you to the stone wall of Taoyuan Immortal Residence?

Hou Jingjing is actually not really angry, but likes to be coaxed by his soft words.

Therefore, she reluctantly "forgiven" Yang Jian, and took Yang Jian to Xifeng River together, and on the way, she remembered that he was wearing a navy blue robe, so she asked him to change it into the same color as herself: "In this way, we will look good when we fight together!"

"Good. ”

Yang Jian agreed unconditionally.

At this moment, during the Dragon Boat Festival, it is the time when the reed leaves are abundant, and there are faint mortals picking in groups, which are naturally close to the shore.

There are countless Erlang temples in Guanjiangkou, and there is no mortal here who does not know Erlang Shenjun. Although Yang Jian loves the people like a son, he doesn't like to greet everyone, so he took Hou Jingjing to fly to the depths of the reed forest, where no one is involved, quiet, and the reed leaves are wider.

The two of them stepped on the water, laughed softly, picked a lot of reed leaves and put them into the storage ring, and in the middle, Hou Jingjing saw a round meat worm, and fell into Yang Jian's arms with a scream in fright: "Ah-"

"It's just a bug," Yang Jian held Hou Jingjing in his arms with one hand, and with a flick of the other hand, the bug turned into smoke and disappeared, "You didn't frown when you hit the six-eared macaque, how can you be afraid of a bug?"

Hou Jingjing pushed Yang Jian with a flat mouth: "Alai They said that the Divine Monarch is not even afraid of the Jade Emperor, but afraid of Jingjing." Why can't I be afraid of a bug?"

“...... Yes, you can be afraid ......"

Yang Jian was submissive, thinking that he would go back and settle accounts with Alai, and he dared to entertain his own Divine Monarch!

Suddenly, he felt that Hou Jingjing in his arms was looking up at him seriously, the girl's clear and innocent eyes were like the deep sea in the dark night, reflecting the bright starry sky, not to mention, there were faint whales rising and falling on the bottom of the sea.

He suddenly panicked, and hurriedly let go of Hou Jingjing to separate.

Hou Jingjing grabbed the front of his shirt and didn't let go: "Shenjun, do you like Jingjing? Jingjing likes you." ”

Yang Jian was both happy and frightened, and hurriedly dodged and pushed her: "You ......"

He wanted to say that you are still young, but looking at the size of this sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, this is really not convincing, so he hurriedly changed his words, "Your little girl's family, why did you suddenly say this......"

Hou Jingjing disagreed: "Xiaotian always asked me, what do you have with Shenjun? I asked her what is that? She said, it's just kissing and hugging and holding it high or something! I said no." She said no!

“......”

"Shenjun, are you okay?"

Yang Jian was grabbed by Hou Jingjing's placket and raised her head to ask, and suddenly felt that there were countless ants crawling in her body, which was really itching, especially her small mouth opened slightly, and her mouth and nose faintly exhaled a warm breath like an orchid, and an indescribable picture instantly appeared in her mind.

He hurriedly wiped everything out, reached out and grabbed Hou Jingjing's two wrists, forced her to stand farther away from him, and said solemnly in a hoarse voice: "Hou Jingjing, you are a girl, you shouldn't talk to a man like this." Remember, absolutely not!"

He has always been obedient to Hou Jingjing, and strictly fulfilled the promise of "not forced" before, but this time he was forced to be anxious, so he had to grit his teeth and become strong, "Don't let anyone!"

"Don't you want to?" asked Hou Jingjing, tilting her head.

Yang Jian's heart softened, and his tone softened: "...... When you regain your memory, if you still want to ask me that...... He saw the corners of Hou Jingjing'......s lips slightly raised, and hurriedly resumed his sternness again, "Before that, no!"