Van Gogh has a few catties and taels, and Bai Chu has known him well since he became friends with him more than 100,000 years ago. Although he has brought out a prodigal reputation in the Three Realms with the name of a gentleman, in fact, he is far from being compatible with the word "wind-flow".

If there is too much disparity between men and women, it will only be beneficial to one party, and the other will be equivalent to acting as a high-level furnace.

God has the purity of God, and it is impossible to go to do something good with some low-level immortals, demons, and demons from time to time just because of temporary preferences.

Although there are examples of the combination of gods and demons, there are not many, because every time there is such a rare example in the Three Realms, it can always be regarded as a conversation before and after tea.

Although Van Gogh is famous on weekdays, it is also a momentary interest to play a few fairies and demons, and he will not do such a thing as "sacrificing himself for others".

Bai Chu will not remember where he first met Van Gogh, Van Gogh would rather go to the Chu Pavilion in the world than enjoy the soul of his true Tun beauty in the Nine Shadows.

Therefore, when Linjiang said in front of Bai Chu that she had an heir to Van Gogh, Bai Chu's first reaction was that Van Gogh picked up someone's green hat and put it on again.

As for why Van Gogh didn't deny or affirm this? In Bai Chu's view, this is the life emotion of two people.

He wanted to see her "jealous" or angry, gloating as he watched her deal with the matter. And she, knowing that he deliberately did not pierce it, led another thing with great interest, to see how he should react when he learned that her life was "threatened"?

went back and forth, and the sword was not out, but everyone around him was used as a target.

When the flesh and blood of the others were blurred, they were unharmed, smiling at the blood of the wreckage around them.

At this moment, Linjiang, who was pulled outside the main hall, heard the phrase "eat dragon meat", trembled, his eyes turned black, and he fainted.

When the "target" is dizzy, the interest and fun will naturally be less.

Bai Chu's expression fell, and he waved his hand at Xiao Ding, who was waiting outside the hall, and Xiao Ding understood and dragged out Linjiang who fell to the ground.

Van Gogh took a grape from the table and raised his eyebrows, "What, you don't want to eat dragon meat?"

A peeled grape was handed to his mouth, Bai Chu lowered his head and bit it, chewed the grape, and glanced at Van Gogh, "It's really eaten, the Four Seas Clan still hasn't come to the door to fight hard?"

"Besides, you don't really plan to eat this dragon meat with me. The grapes have seeds, the maid waited on the side with a plate, Bai Chu turned his head and vomited, took the handkerchief handed by Van Gogh and wiped his mouth, "Tell me honestly, whose seed is Linjiang Huai?"

The dark eyes burst into a smile, and he reached out and scratched the tip of Bai Chu's nose, "A person you can't think of." ”

Bai Chu raised his eyebrows, although he was a little curious in his heart, he didn't ask.

Who is that person, if Van Gogh wants to say, he will naturally take the initiative to tell her. If he doesn't want to say it, and she asks for it, he will still tell her. Although she was a little curious about the person, she was only momentarily puzzled and not much interested.

She is interested in Linjiang, she had a holiday with Linjiang before, Linjiang borrowed Xiaoding's hand to stab her, she didn't care, and she didn't feel strange. The little girl from the West Sea is not very old, and it is reasonable to be angry and do such a thing because of her previous grievances.

Bai Chu won't be unhappy with the same junior.

In Jiuyou, she doesn't worry about assassination, and she doesn't care about someone assassinating. There are very few people in heaven and earth who can get close to her without being noticed by her. Looking at the entire Nine Shades, there is only one Van Gogh.

Ordinary immortals and demons can't hurt her, they can hurt her Divine Mansion, almost all of them are higher in cultivation than her, and their qualifications are deeper than her, such people are generally either hidden or in high positions, and it is impossible for them to be idle and panic to trouble her.

If one day, she is unfortunately injured by Van Gogh, it can only be said that she does not know anyone and deserves to be injured.

If you are not careful, you will be far away.

Linjiang, a princess of the West Sea, since she appeared in Jiuyou, she must have been allowed by Van Gogh. Bai Chu was not interested in the child in Linjiang's belly, what she wanted to know was Linjiang, how could she think that the child in her belly was Van Gogh's?

Linjiang, a little fairy who is only more than a thousand years old, how did he get involved with Van Gogh?

Linjiang likes Van Gogh? Bai Chu didn't believe this. A year ago, people seemed to be staring at Hua Yi in Yaochi.

"What's the matter with the group of people kneeling outside?" Van Gogh quickly shifted the subject.

Bai Chu looked along the bead curtain, "People are not called to kneel by me, you ask me, why don't you ask yourself?"

The corners of Van Gogh's mouth grinned slightly, and he made a gesture, and the maids on the side understood, went out of the curtain to the outer hall, and ordered the beauties outside to leave by themselves.

The Meiji were like amnesty, and they rushed out of the temple gate one by one.

The door of the temple was spacious, but it could not allow ten people to squeeze out together, and one of the beautiful women was probably a little weaker, and was stumbled by the crowd and fell to the ground. When she got up, the person in front of her was already far away, her face changed suddenly, and she lifted her skirt and ran out.

Van Gogh squinted his eyes, slightly puzzled, and laughed and teased, "Running so fast, are you afraid or me?"

Bai Chu smiled slightly, and briefly explained the content of the group of people called today.

Van Gogh listened carefully, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened slightly, and he hugged Bai Chu lightly, "Niangniang, on the first day after marriage, you can't wait to rectify the harem?"

Bai Chu leaned on his shoulder and stretched out a finger to slightly pick up his chin, "Who told Your Majesty that he likes to pinch flowers and grass, but the harem is not used, and the beauties in it can't stabilize their curiosity?"

Bai Chu is used to being casual on weekdays, and she doesn't have high requirements for daily life, but if someone has the intention to approach and disturb her, she is not so interested in being approached by others.

Today, if someone has the courage to pretend to be a maid and watch at her bedside, it is difficult to guarantee that something similar will not happen tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. If you don't use some means to deter you, there are too many things that can happen in a group of women.

"If you don't want to say anything, you will dismiss ten beautiful women in my side garden, how can you compensate me?" Van Gogh looked at Bai Chu, and his words did not hide ridicule.

Bai Chu raised his eyebrows, simply turned over on his side, and sat on Van Gogh with his legs apart. His arms wrapped around his neck, his eyebrows and eyes were half-furled, as if he was shy, "Is this okay?"

As the words fell, he tilted his head and pressed it against his lips.

Delicate eyes flashed clearly, and Van Gogh had just seen the usual calculating look in her eyes, and in the next second, the soft tongue had already deftly penetrated in.

As soon as I entered the mouth with the scent of grapes, a sour taste instantly filled the entire mouth through the taste buds on the tongue.

Van Gogh stiffened, Bai Chu quickly pressed the back of his head with both hands, raised his eyes to admire Van Gogh's nervous face tossed by the sour taste as if he was facing a great enemy, and his tongue rolled up all the way to play with him.

No one knows better than her that Van Gogh is afraid of acid, very afraid.

On weekdays, she can't touch the slightest sourness, not to mention that the grapes are sour even for her, a person who can eat sour.

The purple cuffs, the hands clenched into fists, and the muscles were already bursting out.

Bai Chu looked at Van Gogh's appearance of wanting to struggle and struggling to endure, and his heart was extremely happy for no reason.

She didn't really want to toss him, she toyed with it for a while before retracting the attack, gloating out of his arms.

Van Gogh, who was finally "liberated", immediately picked up the tea on the table and rinsed his mouth. A cup of tea quickly bottomed out, and he quickly picked up the teacup in front of Bai Chu, and drank it all when he tilted his head-

"Poof-" A cup of tea was squirted out, Van Gogh held the teacup and his brows were twisted, "What kind of tea are you?"

Bai Chu smiled and feasted, "Sour plum tea, is it delicious?"

Van Gogh was stunned when he heard this, coughed a few times, and fled a few steps away from Bai Chu, waving his hands together, "Please let go." ”

Bai Chu snorted disapprovingly, leaning back in the chair, "You also know that I am settling accounts after the autumn, and it is so easy for me to let you go if you ask for mercy casually, how can it be so cheap?"

After settling accounts after autumn, it naturally refers to the fact that the two of them asked about Van Gogh on the night of the candles in the cave last night.

Bai Chu is not a calculating person, but it doesn't mean that some things can be casually revealed with the casual sentence "Tonight should be the time for the cave room".

The maids in the palace had all left the temple when she had just kissed Van Gogh.

At this moment, there were only the two of them in the huge hall.

Van Gogh knew that he was wrong, and stood there with a gloomy face, "That...... What do you want to do with it?"

Bai Chu pushed a stack of grapes forward on the table, "I'll let you go after eating them all." ”

Van Gogh looked at the crystalline, purple and beautiful grapes, his eyes flashed a little nervous, and he quietly took a step back, and said tentatively: "...... Yes...... Don't you want to eat it?"

"Your Majesty doesn't want to eat?" Bai Chu smiled gently, "Of course you can." ”

Van Gogh's eyes were bright, and he couldn't help but dream a lot at night, and his long sleeves flicked quickly in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the grapes on the table dissipated into ashes.

"If you don't eat grapes, it's okay," Bai Chu glanced at the empty plate on the table, and the corners of his mouth were brightly smiling. Stretching out his hand and touching the ground, the floor of the entire dormitory was instantly covered with various small stones.

Bai Chu's face sank, "Tonight, you give me to lie naked on the ground." ”

The stones on the ground are angular and angular, and you will panic when you step on them with shoes, let alone lie on them.

Van Gogh tugged at the corners of his mouth, and the tone of discussion was discussed, "Can you-"

"No, you can't. The words were cold, and there was no room for beaking, Bai Chu looked at him coldly, "If you say more than half a word, I will let you lie on the tip of the knife." ”

Women either don't get angry with you, and when they get angry, they are more than ten times more terrible than usual.

Van Gogh knew she was really angry with him last night.

Can't go to bed...... Well...... Anyway, it's only one night, so if you don't go there, you won't be on it......

As for the stone...... He'll just make them soft when the time comes......

I was thinking about it in my heart, and I heard a faint sentence from the main seat, "I remember to tie myself up with a binding god silk after taking off my clothes at night." ”

When Van Gogh heard this, his face changed greatly.