Chapter 902: Her Choice 3
Helan Jiu's mood was delicate and tight.
Such a demon is very surprising.
However, next is the cave house? No! Can't do it! accepted the marriage, but could not be persuaded to follow him...... In other words, there is a psychological barrier. Fortunately, Dongfang Chen hugged her for a long time, like a baby, stepping on it from time to time, smelling it, and playing with her little hands, and didn't go any further.
Helan Jiu looked at the vast sky, silently helpless.
For a moment, she wanted to ask him about the Helan family, but after thinking about it, she gave up. According to the attitude of the Helan family, Helan Jiu didn't really want to go back with him, and he had to adapt to a new environment again.
After a long time, Dongfang Chen actually took out a cup of spirit wine, drank one for himself, and handed the other cup to her, "Drink it." β
"Huh?" Why do you drink well?
In Helan Jiu's suspicious and somewhat foolish gaze, Dongfang Chen's ears turned red, and he said a little inwardly: "What do you see? When you get married, shouldn't you drink wine? β
Helan Jiu: "......"
Sure enough, it's the brain that doesn't know anymore.
It is estimated that eight out of ten of the nondescript double cultivation ceremonies were made by the demons themselves.
However, if she didn't drink the wine he handed over, something would definitely happen. So, she resigned herself to taking the wine, drank it all obediently, and returned the empty glass.
Dongfang Chen was very satisfied with her obedience, and unconsciously asked with a little flattery: "Why don't you drink it again?" β
"......" Helan Jiu's face was black.
Didn't you say that you were drinking? I've drunk it once, and I'm going to drink it a second time?
As soon as I heard it, I knew that this guy only felt half a bucket of water when he learned things.
However, it's good to have a glass of wine and clear your mind. So, Helan Jiu drank a few more glasses, but when she drank a few glasses, he followed a few drinks seriously. Slowly, Helan Jiu's taste came out, his appearance, wouldn't it be every cup, it means drinking a round of bars?! Then, she tried not to drink it.
Sure enough, he also put it down and stopped drinking.
Helan Jiu's whole person is not good!
Isn't the Death Demon very shrewd? How is it so naΓ―ve!
Helan Jiu, who had drunk wine, blushed a little, Dongfang Chen looked at it fixedly, the first time he was born, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it was not enough.
The sun is setting.
Dongfang Chen's eyes flashed with a different color, "Jiu'er, it's getting dark." β
"Well, it's getting dark." Helan Jiu looked at the sunset in a daze.
"......" Dongfang Chen was silent.
Suddenly, he said with ulterior motives: "It's dark, it's cold outside." β
"Huh." Helan Jiu didn't bother to answer him.
Are the monks still afraid of this cold?
Dongfang Chen's eyes flashed with confusion, this little girl looks very shrewd on weekdays, why is she stupid this time? Can't understand his mystical voice? After a long while, seeing that Helan Jiu still didn't move, Dongfang Chen couldn't help coughing again, and said quietly: "Jiu'er, it's dark." β
"Hmm." Indifferent.
Dongfang Chen was like a punch to cotton, soft.
After waiting a little longer, he said it was dark.
However, Helan Jiu still reacted lightly and didn't understand.
Finally, when the night began, he poked her face in frustration, "It's dark!" Hear me? It's getting dark! β
"Smack!" Helan Jiu waved his little hand and slapped his hand away, "It's dark when it's dark, what do you want to say?" β
"It's dark, of course it's back to the room!" Dongfang Chen blurted out what was in his heart.