Eighty-third bowl of soup (four)

"Everyone said I'm not--"

"No wonder you want to run away." Linglong didn't take his denial at all. "If it were me, I would run away too. Once someone discovers... that would be amazing."

Her tone of the latter sentence suddenly became light, soft and a little weird. Cheng Jiuzhou felt a little sad. Could it be...

Before he could struggle to jump up and run, Linglong pressed him to the edge of the bucket: "You should be glad that you met me, otherwise, others would not let you go so easily."

Cheng Jiuzhou was pressed like a little turtle, and only his limbs could move. He was so angry that he couldn't help but slash water on Linglong's body. Linglong didn't care about this. She came from the wild sea and liked water very much. She just smiled and said, "I'm not interested in pure yang body and pure yin body. If you are smarter, you should listen to me obediently."

"I don't believe you!" Cheng Jiuzhou shouted vigorously.

It's so sad. Although she is a habitual and ruthless person, she always says it. Especially the pure yang body is really useless to her. Compared to it, she prefers clean souls and pure love. After all, living, filling her stomach is more important than anything else. However, seeing Cheng Jiuzhou doesn't seem to believe her. Linglong pressed his back and said, "You can't believe it, but I won't touch you. I said why you look like a little hedgehog all day long, and you live like people who are close to you are greedy for your pure yang body, so I don't care."

As he said that, he pressed him into the water: "Wash it clean quickly. If I see a little dust on you in half an hour, I will strip you and throw you down the mountain. Do you think I dare?"

Of course she dared, and there were things she didn't dare to do? Cheng Jiuzhou swallowed his anger and scolded the person in his heart for a thousand,800 times, and then quickly sank to the bottom of the water. Linglong couldn't see what this kid did at the bottom of the water. He just pressed his back and made her hands slippery. I don't know how long it took to take the shower. He simply reached out and took the person out, pressed him to the side of the bucket and cleaned it.

If Cheng Jiuzhou, a magic cultivator who was not a thousand-year-old demon, would have been beaten to cry now. If it weren't for knowing that Linglongque was stingy and unreasonable, Cheng Jiuzhou would have thought she was intentional! But he couldn't help crying in the end - the result of the child's physical function was not voluntarily: "Don't you know that the child's skin is tender? Do you want to kill me with such great force?"

Linglong looked at the bath cloth on her hand, hesitated for a moment, and found that his back was indeed red with her own brush, and it looked a little scary. "Tsk, does it hurt?"

"If you don't care about it, try it!" Cheng Jiuzhou was indignant with his soul.

"Sorry."

Unexpectedly, Linglong did not continue to criticize him, but reached out to touch his back, and his movements were as gentle as feathers. Cheng Jiuzhou was stunned. He lay on the edge of the bathtub, feeling her hands caressing her back, and a cool and gentle feeling swept over, and the scorching pain suddenly eased a lot. He didn't think much, but thought that it was her profound cultivation to relieve the pain for herself, but he didn't know that what flowed out of her fingertips was the water of the desolate sea, and the bones of life were just like this.

After washing and changing into clean clothes, Linglong realized that it had been more than half a month. She didn't remember to buy clothes for Cheng Jiuzhou. The boy was still wearing her white robe so far, and his trousers were rolled up on weekdays, but it was still not very convenient. So she touched Cheng Jiuzhou's head and told him: "How about taking you down the mountain to buy new clothes tomorrow?"

Cheng Jiuzhou was busy tying his clothes and answering casually: "Isn't there anyone in the sect who is specifically responsible for distributing disciples' clothes?"

Linglong frowned: "How do you know?"

He felt shocked and said, "I guess, there should be one?"

"Yes." Linglong looked at him with her chin. Although she was only seven years old, her eyebrows and eyes had not yet grown up, she was still very childish. But as she looks now, it would definitely make the girls fascinated when she grows up. "I want to go down the mountain and take you out to see it."

Cheng Jiuzhou thought to himself that there was something good to see, and there was something I had never seen before. But he did not show it on his face, but was very calm: "It's up to you to be happy."

The more Linglong looks at him, the less he looks like a child. He is so angry all day long that he is so angry that he is so unlovable. When he asks people to see him, he wants to pinch him hard, and it will be comfortable to make him furious. That's right. How can a living person be so rigid? He looks expressionless and thinks he is a dead person.

She got up and wanted to go out, but she was grabbed after taking two steps. Linglong slowly turned around and saw the white and tender little hand on her clothes - she looked like a child from a wealthy family. She had been ravaged by her for more than half a month and had lost weight and roughness, but the nobleness in her bones was still there. "What are you doing?"

"You won't tell me, right?" Cheng Jiuzhou was still very worried. The senior sister in his previous life was famous for being fair and upright. For her, only the Tiandao Sect, everything must be considered for the honor and reputation of the sect, and nothing else matters. Will she really help herself hide the true person of the head and the elders? Now Cheng Jiuzhou no one believes that. He trusted his master like that in his previous life, but how did the master treat him and his family in the end?

"What did you say?" Linglong asked, "I don't understand what you are saying, I don't know anything."

Cheng Jiuzhou was surprised. He thought that he would use Linglong's bad character to bully him, but he didn't expect that she would have done anything. Just as he was stunned, Linglong had already taken away his hand: "I'm hungry again, I have to have midnight snacks later. The food list I gave you before had red beans and glutinous rice balls, you can make it for me."

The touching was only about three seconds, and it was immediately dispelled by her excessiveness. Cheng Jiuzhou gritted his teeth: "Do you know how long it will take to do this!"

"I don't know." It's natural, "But you don't sleep anyway, just treat this as a kind of practice, right?"

After saying that, he left happily, and was so angry that Cheng Jiuzhou made a big grimace behind her. Unexpectedly, Linglong suddenly turned around and just put his grimace into his eyes. Cheng Jiuzhou was still stiff, so she raised her eyebrows and smiled: "This is the only way to have a child. I want to share it."

Cheng Jiuzhou stayed in the same place for a while, dejected and worked hard to take the food order to the kitchen. After all, he couldn't do it, so he had to study the method. But don't think he would leave her idle. Since he wanted to eat, he had to come and help, otherwise he would put his booze in the meatballs and don't blame him for being ruthless.

This midnight snack was very late, so late that even Cheng Jiuzhou, who didn't like to sleep, was sleepy. Finally, he sat by the stove, staring at the flames in the furnace, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier...

Linglong came over and found that the boy was asleep. She took him back to the room. She just lifted the pot and ate a few times, and heard shouts coming from the room. She was shocked. The sound was extremely shrill. She quickly threw away the ball and saw that it was Cheng Jiuzhou.

It seemed like she had some nightmare. She went into the house to wake up the person, but Cheng Jiuzhou seemed to be in a nightmare, her expression was twisted and her body was sweating all over, and Linglong heard it carefully and found that it was "killing you", and these three words were said back and forth.

The seven-year-old child...who is going to kill? And judging from this expression and tone, there is definitely a deep hatred. What's going on? Then again, this kid is indeed mature on weekdays, and she always makes her feel that she is an adult, smart and indifferent, and when she thinks of his dreams... Linglong feels the truth of herself. It is estimated that this kid is either reborn or traveling through time. If she is not so hungry and can eat more, she might be able to read his memory.

Alas, after all, it’s natural to eat a soul that is not delicious after being hungry for so long. It’s good to use the water of the desolate sea, what else can she expect?

Linglong reached out and touched Cheng Jiuzhou's face, and coaxed her softly in his ear. She also took care of the child.

The dragon girl's chant echoed in her ears, gradually soothing Cheng Jiuzhou in the nightmare. He didn't know whether he was awake or asleep, but he only knew that the sound would accompany him until his brain was clear and he woke up with his eyes open.

Before he could feel comfortable sleeping this time, he saw a beautiful face beside him. He gasped, why is it her! Why is she in his room? Could she be hungry again?!

Is she a pig?!

But before Cheng Jiuzhou had time to speak, she hugged Linglong casually. Then she naturally grabbed him into her arms and wrapped him tightly, and continued to fall asleep - completely treating the dolls in Guixu Dragon Palace.

Cheng Jiuzhou was so hungry that she couldn't breathe. What's more important was that her breasts... it was really... very soft and fragrant. He buried his face in it, so that Cheng Jiuzhou's blood rushed straight into his brain. I don't know if he had any nosebleeds. This person not only likes to eat, but also likes to sleep. When he fell asleep, he was like he died. No one could scream until she wanted to wake up. Cheng Jiuzhou struggled hard and was ineffective, but was hugged tighter. In the end, he gave up and looked up with his eyes open in despair. Only then did he realize that this woman looked very beautiful.

He has no big idea of ​​human beauty and ugliness, and it is nothing more than two types: pleasing to the eyes and disliked to the eyes. Ruoshui in his previous life was very disliked, but in this life... he was a little bit pleasing to the eyes, but only a little bit, a little bit.

I stared at Linglong for a long time, maybe because she was infected by her sleep, or maybe because it started to rain outside the window, the drizzle sound was very suitable for sleep. The night was already dark, otherwise... he would reluctantly sleep together...
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