In the three-day cave room, no matter what she does, she has to look at Ruyilang with four eyes, so she asks him to choose a pair of likes to come.

"There is no need to supervise the eyes, the three pupils are very beautiful. Su Jing didn't think about it and responded.

If you don't listen to the beauty of a single pupil or a triple pupil, Su Jing will love to watch it, and there is no such comparison as 'preferred', he said this just because he remembered that time - when he first met.

The little demon girl in Qixi Mountain is spitting out and practicing, thinking that no one will come to the remote mountain pass, wearing obscene clothes and three pupils.

When she first met, she didn't supervise her eyes, and invited her to three eyes under the candle.

Don't listen to the obedient, don't look at it anymore, and just two sentences later, the room is quiet again, and the two poor guys who are like you muttering and chattering on weekdays can't find a topic for a while?

There are topics, but he doesn't want to speak, she is even more lazy to speak, and the top thing at the moment is the big thing: by the light of the red candle, look at her, look at her.

The tea was quiet again, and he suddenly smiled when he didn't listen, and when his eyes were crooked and his eyes flickered, his eyes became more and more confused: "Do you think that today is quite enjoyable." ”

Looking eastward, smiling flowers, mortals worshiping from afar, Yin Si visiting, group cultivators coming to congratulate, senior brother cross-border, Ye Fei entering the mountain, heavenly demons coming, wine and meat feast Today she got married, this is how many times she has fantasized: marrying in the scenery, marrying Su Jing!

At this moment, the hustle and bustle is far away, only the two of them are left opposite, and the experience of this day confirms the previous fantasy, and if you don't listen to it, you feel like a world away.

But this happy event is not over, and it can even be said that now is the beginning, the beginning of two people.

Without listening, he leaned forward and stretched out his hand to Su Jing's waist. On his splendid bag.

Su Jing was puzzled: "What to do"

"Don't you count the red envelopes?" "I heard that newcomers in the mortal world, the first thing to do is to lift the hijab, the second thing to count the red envelopes, and the third thing is" As he spoke, Bei Ya bit his lip lightly, and the rest of the words could not continue.

Su Jing smiled, and was about to say something when he suddenly showed a strange expression and a ridiculous look. Xiao Bu didn't understand, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's wrong?"

"The three of them called me. ”

In a remote place from the mountain, under a low tree, Akame was hanging, and his two little feet were kicking indiscriminately, and he was about to die.

The three corpses are special, don't look at the fierce magic power of the cultivators, they can block it with a wave of their hand. But the method of hanging and cutting itself is very good for them. The other two dwarves stood on their tiptoes and raised their hands to support their brothers' feet. Make sure he's half dead and breathless. The spirit of the three corpses and the deity is the most intense at the moment of checkmate. Akame's hanging was actually asking Su Jing: Will I make a trip?

Soon, the bare eyes probed Su Jing's mind, twisted his short waist hard, and put his legs out of his companion's hands. After a while, he rolled his eyes and went to find Su Jing.

"What's the matter?" Su Jing turned around. Ask Akame, who appeared behind him.

"I wouldn't have bothered you both. But there is an important thing I just forgot, I have to do it, give me the splendid bag!" The smile on Akame's face is to not listen, disturb the cave room, and have a thick skin like a dwarf fairy family, and he has to apologize to the bride.

"Count the red envelopes?" the bride and groom asked in unison.

Akame was surprised: "How do you know it's not all, Su Jing, put your ghost robe, Tuwan sword, black stone and everything into the bag, and I will take it with you." ”

This is true, from the top of the mountain to sleep Fu Ping, Tu Wan Jian is alive, the palace python robe lives in the shadow monk, these things are really inappropriate to take in the cave room between the candles. Su Jing didn't talk nonsense, even if all the treasures in the cave had been sealed by him and completely isolated from the outside, he still followed Chime's instructions and put all the things in his bag and handed them to Chime.

The latter shouted, 'The bridegroom and bridegroom have an early rest', took the treasure bag and ran out of the door, two steps out of the door and remembered one thing, put his hand into Su Jing's splendid bag, and searched for it for a while.

The treasure bag has a secret method forbidden by Uncle Shi himself, and outsiders don't want to open it, but the three corpses have a lot to do with Su Jing, Lu Yajiu allowed the three corpses to take the treasure inside when he tried it, and touched the pen and ink, and brushed a little bit on the vermilion gate of the dormitory, eight big characters: Stop, cover your ears and wait!

Satisfied, Akame departed.

"What's your name?" On the red couch in the happy room, Su Jing asked the bride opposite who had known him for almost five hundred years.

The voice that didn't listen was soft and pleasant: "Mo Yeqing is a family name inherited from the country name, not a surname." ”

Su Jing said with a smile: "The people of Middle Earth are not surnamed Sao, and the people of Moyeqing are not surnamed Qing." ”

Xiao Bu nodded his head and nodded: "Well, that's it." Su Jing. ”

Su Jing promised: "What's wrong?"

"Not really. ”

"What are you calling me for?"

"Which called you. ”

"Didn't you just shout 'Su Jing'?"

"When you say 'Su Jing', do you mean to call you? You are not the only one in this world who calls Su Jing. A few flowery jokes, not listening to the smile on the pretty face: "You didn't ask me what my name was, I answered: Su Jing." ”

Whenever the two of them are in the same place, there will always be a brain that is not enough, this time it was Su Jing's turn, and his eyes widened when he heard this: "You mean you call you Su Jing too?"

The little demon girl's eyes lit up, and she nodded seriously: "Yes, my name is Su Jing." ”

Su Jing married Su Jing?

How could Su Jing not be surprised, but he knew in his heart that if he didn't listen to it at this moment, he wouldn't lie to himself again, when the two were happy, Su Jing always wanted to know what her name was, and if he didn't listen, he didn't want to tell him his true life as soon as possible.

Taking a breath and suppressing the surprise in his heart, Su Jing thought about it, blinked his eyes, and tentatively said, "Su Jing?"

Unexpectedly, the little demon girl suddenly got up, so happy and proud, a pair of soft hands held her sweetheart's hand, and smiled and trembled.

Su Jing was stunned, and when she saw her little fox-like gaze, she naturally knew that she had been deceived, and laughed: "Are you still lying to people at this time?"

"It's not a lie. The little demon girl shook her head, her head full of pearls and emeralds shook, and a few hairpin bells rang softly: "If the Moye woman marries a good husband, she will have one more husband and surname, which is my name and surname." In Moyer, this was a law recognized by the government, and a woman could use the name of her husband's family both outside and inside. ”

If she doesn't listen to Su Jing, it's her new name, which is really not a lie, from now on, she can be called 'Su Jing'.

"What about her real name?" Su Jing knew what his name was, and continued to ask the little demon girl's real name, itching in his heart.

The smile that didn't listen to it converged a lot, daxiao turned into a light smile, and the smugness turned into affection: "It's not the time yet, you need to wait for a while, be patient, don't wait for you to ask, I will tell you immediately." ”

Speaking of this, she changed the conversation, her smile became lighter, but her eyes became softer: "Do me a favor first, and then show you something." The body turned half a circle, turned his back to Su Jing, approached, and almost sat in his arms: "Hair." ”

Ask him for help, take off the hairpin beads, and untie the hair. If you don't listen to it, this is a gesture, why do you need Su Jing's help, but she likes it.

"Only tonight, just this once. He didn't listen and added. It is the comfortable enjoyment of a Moye woman to have her sweetheart to relieve her long hair, but Lang Jun is a man with eyebrows, how can he always be between the hairpins and the pearls?

Only tonight, just this once.

Su Jing raised his hand

The hairpin is easy to take, but the bride's head does not know which goblin or fairy's craftsmanship comes from, it is really good-looking, and it is really complicated. Su Jing, who was only a child's play in the Thousand Dao True Yuan Fortune Zhou Tian and the Hundred Long Sword Lines, was distressed by his bride's hair, and he was really busy for a long time, and finally it was done.

Like a waterfall, the long hair is spread out, and there is still some more left under the waist. If she stands, if she unties her skirt, her hair will cover Su Jing's thoughts. didn't listen to it, as if he had to hear his husband's heart, stood up, stood on the couch, and untied his skirt.

The big red robe quickly faded off, leaving only the close-fitting profane clothes, and then turned around lightly and skillfully, the profane clothes were difficult to cover the body, and the red candle correspondingly had a skin like jade gelatin, and the luster was soft and softer.

Su Jingre.

"Do you remember?" the little demon girl smiled brightly, asked softly, and at the same time pulled the corner of her clothes, signaling Su Jing not to look at people for the time being, but to look at the fine clothes first.

If that dirty dress was placed in front of Su Jing's eyes alone, he would definitely not remember anything, but it was worn on Buting's body, and in a flash, the little demon girl was taller and richer in a few hundred years, but the general body outline had not changed, and Su Jing recalled it at once: It was what he had thought of just now, when he first met.

The first time they met, when Middle-earth was shameless vs. Moyer's cheekiness, she was wearing this, one, and obscene clothes.

She said she wanted to show him something, and it was this dress.

At that time, life and death were fighting, today's red and glamorous were opposite, the demons at that time were very red when they met, and today's newcomers were in love with each other. This should be a multiplicity of fate.

"Or is it that one? It's really well preserved. Su Jing's eyes were also shining.

Su Jing recognized the blasphemous clothes and stopped laughing, but Su Jing said something stupid again, and his smile was even thicker: "It's been almost five hundred years, and Ayaluo's clothes have long been rotten, and how do you know that now, I will be very proud when you see you?"

The more he talked, the more he laughed, he walked on the bed without listening, and walked in front of Su Jing until he walked in front of Su Jing, leaned over first, reached out and pressed his shoulder, signaling that he didn't need to get up and just continue to sit. Her long hair was in a shawl, and her long hair fell down when she lowered her head, sweeping the tip of Su Jing's nose, itching and fragrant. She was only wearing obscene clothes, and when she leaned over, there was an undulating spring light that fell into Su Jing's eyes, which was sultry.

The little demon girl turned around and sat in Su Jing's arms, on her lap, her back pressed against his chest. Don't listen to the person who is refined, the five senses are sharp, and the feeling on his back is clear: his heartbeat, the liliang of the knock knock.

"This one is a new haode, and it's the same as the previous one. "Don't listen to continue with the previous topic.

Su Jing snorted: "It's small." ”

The clothes will not be small, but the person will grow up a little bit. When she spoke, Su Jing refused to settle down anymore, her arms wrapped around her waist, and her hands naturally sank into her clothes.

Smooth skin, warm to the touch. The lower abdomen that does not listen is soft and smooth.

The body that didn't listen trembled slightly, and her hands pressed Su Jing's hand, but her hand was powerless, and she didn't mean to stop it, just instinctively held it. (To be continued......)