The urinal in front of him, celadon as the body, the shape is exquisite, the appearance is unique, the head is carved with a complicated phoenix bird pattern, or roasted by the fire, or flooded, or shedding, the agility is very, lifelike, look closely, it looks like a black phoenix.

Bai Chu's eyes sank, and he kicked the urinal, "Rogue!"

Van Gogh sideways dodged the smashed urinal, ripped off the waistband of his trousers, went around the screen, and entered the bath.

Bai Chu was silent, looking at the light and shadow of the man bathing on the screen, his eyes did not move for a moment.

Her ears were so good, and the temple was so close that the sound of the water was so clear that he washed his face, so clear that she could clearly feel the water running down the bridge of his nose to his lips, and then to his chin, down his neck, all the way around the Adam's apple, down his chest, and then into the pool of water.

The scene when he bathed slowly in his mind was slowly imagined, and the man was naked in the pool, surrounded by mist, a little hazy covering his body......

Bai Chu pursed his lips and suddenly felt a dry mouth.

I want to see it!

She heard her voice come out of her mouth uncontrollably, with an obvious grievance and pity in her words, "Can ...... Move the screen out of the way......"

Over there, the sound of water stopped slightly. The shadow of the man on the screen slowly leaned towards the pool wall, tilted his head to the jade pillow by the pool wall, and then remained motionless.

Van Gogh had no intention of dealing with her, and now he was probably going to soak in the pool and sleep for a while.

In the hall, the voice was quieter, and she clearly heard the steady rise and fall of the man's chest and the thin breathing between his nose on the edge of the bath, and Bai Chu's eyes darkened.

He didn't know how long he would sleep, Bai Chubai turned around boredly and looked around his bedroom. The old mess is long gone, but the paw prints on the walls have not disappeared.

The sharp claw marks were deeply sunken into the wall, and it was obvious that it took a little effort.

She looked up at her hand, and the nail of her middle finger in her right hand was broken. Listening to the meaning of Van Gogh's words, it should be that she suddenly went crazy and entered the magic barrier.

Magic barrier......

She withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes slightly, her expression becoming slightly complicated.

An unprovoked fear overflowed from the depths of my heart, hitting my heart and penetrating into every trace of blood and divine element.

The consequence of her wanton copulation (harmony) with Van Gogh before marriage is that she has slowly begun to lose control of herself.

It is not terrible to enter the demon from the immortal, the immortal is a god, and the demon god is also a god, and there is no essential difference between the two. But if it is to fall into a fallen god...... It will never be between heaven and earth, and it will be damned.

God is not the supreme existence in the Three Realms, there is heaven above God, and heaven has heavenly way, and a fallen god will never be allowed to exist in the world.

The reason in her heart told her that she had to marry Van Gogh as soon as possible, but Bai Yi was injured by Tianlei and could not take over the position of the Fox Emperor for the time being.

Marrying with the throne is equivalent to marrying with Qingqiu, she must not marry Van Gogh with the throne. But I don't know when I'm going to run out, and I don't know what I'm going to do.

The mind is as complicated as a fishing net, layers of ropes, thousands of knots, criss-crossed, and when mixed together, it is a mess.

Van Gogh spent a long time in the nave.

The hall was very quiet, the candles on both sides had long been burned off, and the faint yellow light was reflected in her eyes, and her eyes were confused in a trance.

In the end, I tossed for a long time, my whole body was sore and weak, and my eyelids became heavier and heavier as soon as I drooped, but in fact, I didn't feel much sleep, but my eyes were tired from the candlelight. She closed her eyes slightly, and thought about closing them a little.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I caught a glimpse of the figure on the screen on the other side of the bath.

The slight drowsiness swept away, and she opened her eyes abruptly, staring at the figure without moving her gaze for a moment.

Then, Van Gogh came out of the screen in his middle coat, and without looking at her, he waved his hand to extinguish the lights in the room.

It suddenly darkened.

The fox is not weak in night vision, and even if the lights are turned off, she can clearly see the situation indoors.

She watched as Van Gogh walked towards the bed, lifted the quilt, and got onto the bed.

I never talked to her at all.

Bai Chu, who was unwilling to be ignored like this, frowned, and said in a muffled voice: "Let me down." ”

The voice echoed through the temple and disappeared into the air for a moment, and he still ignored her.

Bai Chu pursed his lips, and his voice softened: "Now...... What time is it?"

Van Gogh lay down on the bed, "戌時." ”

"Sleep so early?" she said softly, "it's still early, you don't sleep at this time on weekdays, do you want to get up again and talk to me?" or ...... Put me down?"

Van Gogh pulled the quilt and turned over, but did not answer.

Bai Chuxin was horizontal, and his voice was soft, "Van Gogh, Van Gogh ......"

One by one, the voice was glutinous, so soft that it seemed to be blown by the wind.

She looked at him and frowned, her heart moved, and she said in a softer voice: "It's so early, how can you sleep peacefully when you sleep alone?

Van Gogh ripped off the curtain on the hook of the bed, obscuring her vision.

Bai Chu bit his lip, "Van Gogh!"

No one paid attention to her.

"Van Gogh Van Gogh Van Gogh Van Gogh Van Gogh !!" Bai Chu has always thought since he was a child, and he has always thought that when he is not comfortable, he will never make his family comfortable. She hasn't slept yet, even if she makes a lot of noise, she doesn't let others sleep peacefully, "Hang a woman under the beam, Van Gogh, you are not a man!"

The curtain of the bed was slammed open from the inside.

"Don't you know best if I'm a man or not?"

Bai Chu choked and glared at him fiercely, "Let me down!"

"I didn't close my eyes last night, and today I was tossed like this by you, can you let me lie down for a while?" Van Gogh glanced at her and reached out to close the curtain.

The moment the curtain of the bed closed, Bai Chu glanced sharply at the injured shoulder on his other side, and there seemed to be no sign of medicine. I don't know why it's so awkward, she frowned and stared at the bed curtain, "You...... It's better to take a pill and then go to sleep. If it's inconvenient to take the medicine yourself, let me down, I'm very good at taking medicine-"

"Shut up. ”

Bai Chu frowned and stopped talking.

Obviously, when he was in Qingqiu in the morning, he didn't have this attitude, and he didn't know how he provoked him, and he was lukewarm to her all night.

This has not happened for more than tens of thousands of years since they met and intersected.

In the past, no matter how much she him off, he could at least squeeze out a little smile and talk to her gloomily, how could he ...... today So weird?

Originally, when the lights were still there, I was a little sleepy, but now that the candles are all gone, the fatigue in the dark and dreary environment is like a tide.

The taste of being hung is very uncomfortable, and I feel tired for a while, and I am awakened by the friction of Chang Aya.

Over and over again.

I don't know how long it took, her eyelids slowly sank, and her whole mind was in chaos.

In a daze, she felt that the restraint on her wrist suddenly disappeared, and her body suddenly fell.

Then, be caught firmly by the arms below.

Caught off guard, unexpectedly, she was in a trance, trance in the crook of his arm.

Her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier at this time, she leaned against the warm chest, and her side face could clearly feel the softness of his middle coat, warm and warm, and an inexplicable feeling of sleepiness invaded her whole mind from the depths of her eyes.

She buried herself in his arms, found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.

A few times of chaos, a few times of drifting.

In the dream, it is a sea of Manzhu Sawa flowers in full bloom, which is different from the fiery red flowers on the roadside of Huangquan, but a white jade color like a cloud. In the sea of white flowers, the man was dressed in a purple robe, and just a back made people move their eyes, and in the dream, she called him. He turned around, his face fell into the city, and he smiled slightly, and the light was stunning.

The heart seemed to be melted away by the laughter, warm, soft, turned into a puddle of water, and steamed into a cloud.

The whole person was fluttering.

She walked over to him, and he stood there smiling and waiting for her to come.

Approaching, he held out a hand to her. Spread the palm upward, the five fingers are slender, the bone joints are distinct, and they are as tight and beautiful as jade.

Her hand rested on his palm, and he chuckled, bending his fingers to grab her, drawing her into his arms.

She leaned gently into his arms, her dark eyes turned golden in an instant, and her five fingers turned into claws, directly tearing him in half!

"Van Gogh—"

Bai Chu opened his eyes in fright, and the light that caught his eyes was bright and bright.

The body is soft, in front of the slightly familiar bed, a slight trance before I realized that I had a nightmare, the bed is clear at a glance, except for the bedding only her, Bai Chuchu tightened violently, subconsciously lifted the quilt to see if there was blood stains inside.

"Awake?" a familiar voice came faintly, and then, the bed curtain was pulled open from the outside, and Van Gogh looked at her lightly with his upper body, "Come and give me medicine when you wake up." ”

Wet with cold sweat all over his body, looking at Van Gogh, Bai Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be stupid, there is movement in the sea of flowers over there in Huangquan. ”

At the mention of Huahai, Bai Chu came to his senses and got out of bed neatly, "What's wrong with Huahai?"

"Someone came to report that Manju Sawa had turned white this morning. ”

Bai Chu's heart throbbed, "Bai ...... White?!"

"What a fuss. Van Gogh glanced at her, "Manzhu Sahua's spiritual power was absorbed, and the blood color naturally disappeared." ”

Bai Chu came to his trance for a while, "You mean, the glazed stone on the sea of flowers has reacted?"

"There was a reaction, but I had to see it for myself. He walked over and stuffed a medicine bottle in her hand, "Don't be stunned, I'll be given the medicine." ”

"Oh. "I still think about the dream in my mind. Divine dreams can usually foresee things that will happen in the future, but that dream is too ......

Bai Chuxin absentmindedly took the medicine bottle, pulled off the stopper, and raised his head to send it to his mouth.

Van Gogh quickly snatched the medicine bottle and looked at her with disgust, "Bai Chu, are you really hungry?"

"Huh?" Bai Chu was unaware.

A hand directly covered her forehead, and she wondered, "Didn't it burn? Didn't you hang for an hour and your blood was not smooth, and you became stupid?"

Bai Chu frowned and knocked his hand down, "Aren't you going to take medicine?"

Van Gogh looked at her with a complicated expression, handed over the medicine again, and did not forget to add, "This is medicine, don't swallow it in one gulp." ”

Bai Chu glared at him, "Inexplicable." ”

“......”