When talking can't solve the problem, people will subconsciously start to do it, and this action is often not within the brain's reason. So, Bai Chu, who didn't carry such a thing as reason with him, lifted Van Gogh from the bath and pressed it to the ground, without thinking about it for half a minute.

The shoulders of the man who pressed it were covered with water, and the palms of his hands were wet and slippery.

Her whole body was pressed against him, and her clothes were soaked with the water from him.

The man who came out of the water still had water vapor on his eyebrows and eyes. He was pressed and looked up at her. Droplets of water on the chin slide down the graceful curve of the jaw, over the neck, around the Adam's apple, and all the way down the collarbone to the chest.

The man's face is already stunning, and what is more beautiful than his face must be that after taking a bath, his eyes are still full of water vapor and confused face.

The two were very close, and Bai Chu looked at him condescendingly and swallowed his saliva.

Van Gogh smiled.

Smile, Charm. Like a red plum suddenly blooming in the winter snow, it is so bright and bright that people can move and open their eyes.

Bai Chu stared at him fiercely, and said word by word: "Van Gogh, I'm angry." ”

"I know. With his Adam's apple moving lightly and his voice warm as the wind, he looked at her quietly and reached out to caress her close eyebrows, "You're going to be angry, I'm glad." ”

"I was angry and uncomfortable. Her eyes were cold, and there was no warmth in her words, "Van Gogh, I hate that you stimulate me so much." ”

The corners of his lips were lightly hooked and he smiled gently: "Well, I hate it." ”

She straddled his waist and abdomen, pressed her whole body against his chest, rose and fell with his chest, and said viciously: "Van Gogh, burn the couch where people have been lying down!"

His hand moved down her eyebrows, gently detouring her hair that had slipped face down to the front of her and behind her ear, "Okay, it's burned." ”

"And this bath, a snake smell, fill it up!"

He smiled slightly: "Okay, fill it in." ”

Only then did her expression soften slightly, and she used one hand to scrape away the water droplets on his eyebrows: "Van Gogh, tear down this dormitory." ”

"Okay, it's demolished. ”

Don't say why, don't ask why, understand each other. In a simple sentence, the most exquisite hall of the entire Demon Palace was already doomed to its subsequent fate.

Bai Chu lowered his eyelashes and looked at him, and his fingers traced his eyebrows and eyes: "Van Gogh, don't make me angry." ”

The corners of Van Gogh's lips rose even higher, his hand went down her ear, gently wrapped around her waist, and the next moment, with a sharp force in his hand, the sky swirled, pressing Bai Chu under him.

Originally, the placket of the clothes was wide open, but now it was completely open due to the force of the action, Bai Chu raised his eyes and saw the man's strong chest from the neck down. She subconsciously looked down her chest, and fortunately, she wore pants underneath.

Van Gogh looked down at her and followed her gaze to look down at him: "Do you want me to take it off?"

Bai Chu snorted and looked away.

The sunlight outside is reflected on the bath through the window, the water is rippling, and it is reflected on her face through repeated refraction, and Van Gogh looks down at her face, the woman's face is bright, white and delicate, and the eyebrows are delicate and clear like glass.

It's a face that I can't get tired of looking at anything. He smiled slightly: "Bai Chu, why did you order me to demolish the entire palace? Just because you are my fiancée?"

The last word, with a slight tone, dragged on for a long time. There was a smile on his lips, and even in his eyes.

Such a smile saw Bai Chu's ears, and his heart panicked inexplicably. It's like the strings that are in place are suddenly gently picked, and it is clearly just very light, but it makes such a heavy sound, the strings tremble, and even the whole body of the piano vibrates slightly.

She and he knew all too well that she never lived in the name of a Demon Venerable's fiancée. So, why did she say that, why did she say that?

Just because you don't like to see something that is about to be your own being touched?

No, she knew she had never been like this. So, what should it be?

Only if you care, you will care. Only if you care, will you be deliberate.

She was confused at this moment, she hurriedly wanted to look away, avoid his eyes, escape his laughter, but instead, her eyes were fixed, and she refused to move away.

She found that her face was slightly hot, and she was burning like a fire, and even the roots of her ears were not spared.

She didn't know what it was like, it was sudden, inexplicable, and she couldn't control it at all.

She looked at him with wide eyes and helplessness: "Van Gogh, what's wrong with me?"

Van Gogh gently stroked her face, there was no moment when the dark jade-like eyes were as deep and focused as they are now, he looked at her carefully, not letting go of any expression on her face, his eyes were solemn, and there was no smile: "Bai Chu, you are blushing." ”

"Face, red, gone?" Bai Chu looked at him blankly.

The color of the dark jade-like eyes sank even deeper, and the thin lips opened slightly: "Bai Chu, do you like me?"

There was a gloomy meaning in the words, and there was no joy or anger.

"How is that possible? this can't be!" she pushed him away, got up from the ground, and tried to hide the panic from her eyes.

Van Gogh frowned and also got up from the ground, and looked at her sideways: "Bai Chu, you will bother me a lot like this." ”

"Your Majesty is not the only one who is troubled. ”

There was no longer a smile on his face, and even his words were cold: "Divine Monarch had better control himself." Otherwise, it will cause a lot of trouble to the deity. ”

Bai Chu also had a cold face: "Your Majesty, rest assured, this monarch will never cause more trouble to Your Majesty." ”

"Shenjun, it's good to go, the deity won't send it. He coldly and directly ordered the eviction.

"Farewell. She turned and walked away, leaving crisply.

The awkwardness of the two people came very quickly, and everyone knew what the awkwardness meant behind it.

The reason why Van Gogh became friendly with Bai Chu was simply that he thought it was more suitable for them to be together. Bai Chu agreed to marry Van Gogh, also because they were very suitable for each other.

Among these two suitables, there are status, personality and habits, how happy and angry they are, and how much they cultivate, but they only include feelings. They can be together naturally, naturally close, naturally intimate, and this naturalness completely excludes feelings.

They both have each other in their eyes, and they both see themselves in each other's eyes. The relationship between them, if there is, should be like-minded. More than friendship, less than lovers. They can get along with each other very comfortably in such an environment.

Therefore, Bai Chu was able to tell him directly in front of Van Gogh that she liked Chi Shu and liked it very much. Therefore, Van Gogh can watch Bai Chu like Chi Shu, and not obstruct half a point in it.

It's not that they can't have other feelings between them, it's just that at first, neither of them took this thing into account.

Once this kind of thing suddenly changes, the situation that the two of them expected will begin to change.

This situation is a bit troublesome and a little tricky.

Let both of them have to reconsider the way they should get along in the future.

In fact, this kind of thing will not be a big problem anywhere, but these two people are generally not awkward, and they will be awkward for a long time when they are awkward.

The temple with only one person remained, cold and quiet.

Van Gogh, who had been silent for a long time, raised his eyes and was full of disgust, and he brushed his sleeves and walked out of the hall: "Come on, demolish the dormitory for the deity." ”

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Van Gogh demolished the temple here, and Bai Chu didn't have much better.

She returned to Qingqiu and found that Hua Yi was gone.

He has just recovered from a serious injury, and his immortal spirit is unstable, where can he run?

She was the first to think of the black hair, and she searched everywhere to no avail, but the black hair was also gone?

The black hair was originally strange, and it disappeared with Hua Yi at this moment, so it must be said that it is not weird.

Concentrating and using his divine sense to find it, in the whole territory of Qingqiu, the two of them couldn't find any breath.

Bai Chu's face sank, and he walked quickly to the main hall, even if he didn't want to see the man beside Junshang, the current situation couldn't help but mean that she didn't want to see it. No one or anything in Qingqiu can escape the eyes of the king.

As a result, when I entered the main hall, I saw Bai Yi sitting at the table and making folds.

She chuckled in her heart: "Bai Yi, what about the king?"

Bai Yi's gaze moved out of a pile of folds, and he looked at each other: "The same phase is good." ”

Ignoring the word "good", Bai Chu frowned: "Went out, where did you go?"

"The king didn't say anything. Anyway, I left Qingqiu. ”

Things are not going well.

Hua Yi is not in Qingqiu, even if something happens, it has nothing to do with Qingqiu. Bai Chu comforted himself, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed his chest became. The heart was beating, and none of the seven or eight were settled, and a bad premonition was born out of thin air.

The cold winter wind has been blowing, she went out to the right side of the main hall, there was a game of chess on the stone table in the courtyard, she glanced at it casually, and her heart was horrified.

The black and white chess pieces are staggered, each does not avoid it, and they all end up together, and they are dead.

The heart cavity was beating suddenly with a sharp pain, Bai Chu covered her chest, her face was faintly pale, and she felt a strong uneasiness.

God's premonition has always been accurate.

The last time I felt uneasy, Bai Mu died.

This time, the feeling was even stronger than the last time.

She ran back to the main hall almost in panic: "Bai Yi!"

Bai Yi looked up at her from the pile of folds: "Grandma, what's wrong?"

"From now on, you follow me at all times, don't move away even half a step!" When she said this, the confusion and panic in her eyes were obvious, but the expression on her face was serious, her face was cold, and her eyes stared at him for a moment, for fear that he would disappear from her side by accident.

She didn't want to see it lost, not at all.

Bai Yi looked at her sudden change of expression and was slightly stunned, stared for a while, and got up from his position: "What happened?"

"I don't know. She stared at his face, holding back the growing sense of unease in her heart, "But, I'm afraid it's a big deal." ”

Big things, big things that matter life and death.