The drizzle in the morning gradually stopped, the bluestone pavement was slightly soaked and slowly dried up. The fresh air after the spring rain was refreshing.

The stall in the morning was quiet after a while, and there were only a few pedestrians scattered on the street.

The boss's wife wiped the table with a rag and kept wiping the tofu flower in the morning.

A man walked slowly from a distance, with a simple cloth shirt, elegant and profound person, and his whole body was freehand like ink paintings.

The boss's wife slapped and the man slowly walked up to her. A low and clean voice came, clear and shallow without any impurities. "Shopkeeper, a bowl of tofu flowers."

The boss's wife was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wiped her body. She rushed to put the tofu flower in a bowl and brought it to the person in front of her.

The man reached out to take it, and the blue and white on the porcelain-white bowl was already dull. It was originally unavailable, but it was set off by the clean white hands to show a bit of elegant and quaint charm.

The man walked away slowly, and the dry or wet rain on the bluestone slab was like a landscape painting splashing casually. When the person dispersed, only a silver ingot on the table was left.

Ye Rong entered the inn, slowly walked upstairs and opened the door, put the tofu flowers on the table, the room was quiet, and the wide open windows were slightly warm and the warm spring breeze.

Ye Rong slowly walked around the carved bird screen, and the green gauze curtains on the bed were slightly wrinkled, making it difficult to see clearly.

He stepped forward and lifted the gauze curtain. The person on the couch was sleeping sweetly. The brocade quilt was kicked in and buried inside. The rouge-colored trousers were slightly rolled up, revealing their white little feet. The toes were as delicate as warm jade carved, and their thin waist exposed a white and tender part. The little clothes were slightly scattered, and their white skin was faintly revealed.

Ye Rong's gaze slowly swept upwards, and the pink sleeping marks on her cheeks fell on her slightly open lips. She couldn't help but smile. She sat down on the edge of the bed, and gently kissed the sleeping marks on her cheeks, which were soft and slippery, and couldn't help but rub them gently.

Yanzhi was sleeping in a daze, and she felt a man leaning over and gently rubbing her, with a slight coolness on her body, her lips slightly cool, and a clear and familiar breath slowly dyed her body.

Yanzhi reached out and pushed him, turned his head away and muttered in a daze, "Go away, I want to sleep..." He gently held his hand, and a slightly cool touch came from his fingers, soft.

Yanzhi opened her eyes slightly and heard his warm and cool voice coming from the low voice, like the light rain after spring, "The tofu flowers are about to be cold, get up and eat before sleeping."

"Don't eat..." Yanzhi closed her eyes again and murmured.

The person on his body stood up slightly, took her into his arms and whispered, "I was yelling to eat last night, but I won't want it in the morning."

Yanzhi leaned against him and was sleepy. That was what she thought last night, and now she just wanted to sleep.

The streets began to get lively, and the peddlers shouted loudly, and the sunlight shone through the window.

Ye Rong held the soft rouge and gently stroked her back with his hands, "The sun is out, can't you get up to bask in the sun?"

Yanzhi calmed down when she heard the sun and suddenly became excited. She hadn't been basking in the sun for too long.

That day, all the evil ghosts in the formation were crossed by the white-bearded old man. The formation ended before it started. The demon had a chance to breathe, and Gusong also followed the agreement with the old man and willingly entered the cycle of reincarnation.

The life was too tragic. He was tortured for life, and even Yanzhi didn't dare to look at it. Gusong had reborn without blinking. He was indeed a demon and could be cruel to himself.

The only problem is that the Seven Evil Pass cannot go back, and I don’t know how they are squeezed under the ground, so they can’t get back one by one.

Since the Seven Evils entangled Ye Rong, Yanzhi has never been sunny anymore, blocking the house in darkness, and it is dark every day.

As soon as she went out, she saw them looking at her with contempt. She stared at everything she did, so Yanzhi didn't dare to leave the house.

Longzi is not afraid of the world. Such a small one is very fun to play with them, and he really can't stop him.

Those skins are very thick and not afraid of pain. No matter how hard they beat them, they are useless. They just keep silent and look at Ye Rong with wet eyes every day, looking at him with extremely aggrieved.

Ye Rong took Rouge to change places to bask in the sun. Those who were so big were not easy to come to the mortal world, so they were a little calmer.

Yanzhi was nestled in Ye Rong's arms for a while, and suddenly she thought that the most important thing she had not done when she woke up this morning. She hurriedly raised her head and looked at him, and then she remembered that he had hidden the fallen immortal pattern.

He didn't like the fallen immortal pattern at that time, so Yanzhi woke up and kissed his forehead first, so that he would feel particularly good all day long.

It is natural that she doesn't need to add anything to her anymore, and she doesn't think of those unhappy ones again.

Seeing that the sun was getting stronger outside the window, Yanzhi hurriedly got up and dressed in order. She went to the outside room to dry the tofu flower in one bite.

When Ye Rong saw that someone left his arms, the warmth in his arms slowly dissipated. He felt a little uncomfortable. He reached out and touched his forehead, his face slightly darkened.

Yanzhi waited happily for Ye Rong to take her out to play. After waiting for a long time, she didn't see him coming out, so she went into the room to find him. However, he looked leaning against the couch by the window and didn't plan to go out at all, so she ignored her when she came in.

Yanzhi walked slowly to him and said resentfully: "Didn't you say you should take me to the show today?"

Ye Rong glanced at her, "Have I said that?"

Yanzhi felt a bolt from the blue when she heard this. His expression was like he had never promised her, but she clearly agreed yesterday!

Liar! I said yesterday that I took her to the show, but today I just pretended that this was not true. Sure enough, what a man said on the bed cannot be believed.

Yanzhi was so angry that she wanted to scratch him. She had to rely on him yesterday, and she gave her a look today!

Yanzhi became more and more frustrated as she thought about it. She immediately shouted, "Then I'll go by myself!" Before she finished speaking, Ye Rong stretched out her hand and pressed it on his legs, and was hit hard on her tender buttocks.

Yanzhi couldn't help but widen her eyes, and felt that her face was completely trampled on by him. She blushed and hurriedly opened her teeth and wanted to get up.

Ye Rong pressed one hand on his leg and said flatly: "You don't keep your word. If you don't trust you in the future, you will strip your pants and hit you."

It was obviously his fault, but he turned black and white so much that he really treated her as a coward.

Yanzhi couldn't get up when he was pressed by him. The more he thought about it, the more majestic he felt, he couldn't help but say angrily: "You are a villain, you are obviously not keeping your word, but you are still coming to turn things around!"

Yanzhi waited for a while, and when he saw that he didn't dare to speak, his hair grew a few inches longer, and he held his face and showed the style of a master, "I still don't let go, how can this be......" Before he finished speaking, he felt Ye Rong lifting up her skirt and pulling her pants.

Yanzhi was so scared that she almost cried when she saw him coming. She asked her face to tilt her face in broad daylight. She hurriedly pulled her pants and twisted it into a trickle on Ye Rong's legs, "Qingqing! Don't do this, I was wrong, I knew I was wrong!"

Ye Rong bent her eyebrows and turned her over, spreading her pancakes on her legs, and said in a warm voice: "Tell me, what's wrong?"

The familiar scene made Yanzhi feel a little crying. While she was thinking about the wrong thing in panic, she secretly tied a knot to her pants.

Ye Rong let her do small movements, and no matter how tight the knot is, he can't be able to prevent him.

Ye Rong put his hand on her tender belly and rubbed it, urging in a low voice, "Have you thought it out?"

Yanzhi's eyes rolled and she said crisply, "I can't think of it like this, I have to hold you before I can think of it!"

This trick was really hard to try. The next moment, Yanzhi was pulled up and buried in his arms.

Yanzhi hurriedly took his hand around his neck, buried his head in the socket of his neck, and groaned quietly.

Ye Rong hugged the person and whispered: "It's useless to behave well. If you don't think about it, you will still be punished." He said this, but he ignored the inadvertent pampering in his words, without any shock.

Yanzhi thought about it carefully, but she really couldn't think of what she had done wrong today. After thinking about it, she looked up and kissed him on his forehead. Then she looked at his expression, and it really changed...

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a faint smile stained the eyebrows like rippling waves. When the eyebrows and eyes bent, they smiled at her.
Chapter completed!