Qing Huan walked in front of "Mo Sang" in a few steps, flashed his eyes twice, cut his feathers with bright eyes, and said with a smile: "This son, so familiar, I don't know if I have seen it anywhere?"

Mo Sang's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and he was silent: "......"

Qing Huan didn't expect that the "Mo Sang" in her dream was also so proud, calm and self-controlled, with a look that no one could get close.

Heart: Hmph, as long as you have a heart, there is no iceberg that cannot be melted.

Qing Huan saw that he was short of "Mo Sang", so he stood on tiptoe and leaned up, the tip of his nose and the tip of his nose almost touched, and Mo Sang shook his body because of this unexpected intimacy, retreated, and said in a panic: "Do... What to do?"

Qing Huan was happy: "You... You're blushing. Yan Ran smiled, the pear vortex was shallow.

Mo Sang frowned slightly, he didn't expect Qing Huan to make such a move, he was also a little flustered for a while, he was about to open his mouth to explain to her what was happening, but he didn't expect it......

"I ......" His neckline was pulled by a pair of delicate little hands, Mo Sang watched Qing Huan's facial features get closer and closer, close enough to be able to clearly see her eyes, like vast stars, flashing with a little silver light, it was this stunned, for the rest of his life, no matter what, he couldn't erase the starlight.

Qing Huan's lips lightly touched it, and then quickly parted, a kiss like a dragonfly, as if nothing had happened for a short time, but it still made both of them blush.

Mo Sang turned his head and avoided his face, the delicate cherry-like red lips were engraved in his mind, lingering for a long time, his heavy breathing had to silently recite the "Meditation Sutra" in his heart.

Qing Huan was sure that all this was just an illusion, and he dared to be so bold, but after doing it, he knew that he was shy, his expression was twisted, and his face was crimson.

She wants to take the opportunity of the illusion to confirm whether she is real and likes it......

Now, the desperately beating heart has told her the answer.

You don't have to deceive yourself anymore.

Qing Huan let out a long sigh of relief and pulled up the arm of "Mo Sang": "Let's go." ”

Mo Sang was stunned: "Where are you going?"

Qing Huan pointed to a small bamboo house not far away.

Mo Sang frowned, obviously she was here to pick her up, how could she ......

Qing Huan let go of the sleeve of "Mo Sang", stood in front of him with his back hand, and raised his head: "It's getting late, so naturally I want to spend a night, why do you have to sleep in the open?"

Seeing that "Mo Sang" did not react, Qing Huan beckoned: "Let's go, this is my dream, and the small bamboo house naturally belongs to me." ”

Mo Sang's head is big, it seems that Qing Huan knows that he is in a fantasy realm, so how to explain to her that he ......

Before entering the small bamboo house, Qing Huan also knocked on the door a few times in a pretend, but naturally no one answered.

She shrugged and swaggered in.

Seeing that "Mo Sang" was still hesitating at the door, he put his hands on the window and said, "Do you know why I said that this small bamboo house belongs to me?"

"Why?" Mosang asked.

"Because the structure and furnishings here are all what I imagined in my mind before, you look at this string of bamboo bells. Qing Huan pointed to the wind chimes made of thin bamboo strips hanging above her head and hanging on the window edge, "This is the first gift I received." ”

Mo Sang naturally knew that the illusion he was in now was transformed by Qing Huan's consciousness, "Six Dreams of Floating Life" The second layer of mirrors will allow those who break into this space to experience what they think in their hearts, Qing Huan calls it a dream, but in fact, there is an essential difference between the two, the dream can wake up, but if you are overindulged in the illusion, it will mess up the mind, disturb the divine sense, the mirror flower and the moon are just an empty space, this kind of psychedelic magic, the most is to overcome the rigid with softness, test people's concentration, and Qing Huan's cultivation is shallow, the spiritual power is low, it is easier to disturb the divine consciousness, and it is precisely because of this that he will baba from the fifth layer' 'Fight against the water' rushed over, but when I was teleporting in space, something went wrong.

Xu is arrival at a familiar place, Qing Huan was very excited, and kept chattering: "You see, this set of magnolia cups is Xingjun's favorite thing, it is said that it was obtained from your master, that is, my ancestor, Yuqing Zhenren, this is the only one from all over the world, when I saw it for the first time, I liked it very much, but..."She pouted, "Xu is Xingjun is afraid that I will accidentally break it, so he won't let me get close to it." ”

Qing Huan fiddled with the magnolia teacup, and was even more sure that he was in a dream now.

Mo Sang himself didn't notice it, and the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably at this time.

Qing Huan found out, tilted his head and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Mo Sang Zhengse: "It's just a set of teacups, why bother thinking about it so much." He looked around at the small bamboo house, which was also elegant and chic, and unconsciously walked into the house.

Qing Huan shook his head and sighed: "You don't understand, many times what I do, those nonsense actions are not the original intention, and I don't mean to cause trouble to Xingjun and Immortals, it's just that I stay alone in the Guanghan Palace, it's too lonely, and if I want them to come back and talk to me, it's good to scold." ”

Mo Sang listened quietly.

Qing Huan sat in the bamboo rocking chair and swayed: "Actually, they are very good to me, no matter what I do, Xingjun will not blush at me, nor will he reprimand, but will tell me some principles of life in a serious manner, he is the person I admire in the world." ”

Mo Sang's eyes were full of tenderness.

Qing Huan's little face fell: " Immortals will not be like this, every time it is like an easy to explode firecracker, a little bit, the mouth is particularly poisonous, often unforgiving, sometimes, and particularly nagging, you are dizzy, but I know, he is a model of knife mouth tofu heart, so knife mouth tofu heart and the laurel tree in the Guanghan Palace, Uncle Guishu every time praise Sikong, the total number of my no, I was also very sad at the beginning, but now think about it, Sikong that kid is indeed obedient and sensible, and hard work, compared with him, I am indeed very bad, deserve not to be treated。 ”

Mo Sang was a little distracted, who is Sikong?

Qing Huan found out and poked "Mo Sang"'s arm: "Do you think it's too boring to listen to me?"

Mo Sang paused and shook his head slowly.

Qing Huan hugged his hands and snorted with his nose: "You have to listen to it if you are bored, you are just a dummy I imagined, naturally you listen to what I say." ”

Mo Sang smiled, covered his right arm, and said in his heart: Since she was injured when she crossed the space, she would take her away after a day of rest, and the time spent in the "Six Dreams of Floating Life" was different from that in the real world.

Who knows, day after day, tomorrow after tomorrow, seven full days have passed, and Mo Sang still hasn't taken Qinghuan out of this so-called "dream".

Qing Huan also gave this small bamboo house a name, Qinghe Yue, also called Qinghe Yueju.