Ling Qingyue circled Xiangling in the middle like a snake and a rabbit, hugged Xiangling from behind, and the big palm of her right hand was still full and refused to let go.

Attacking the city without breaking the pool, how much coercive force does he have to be?

Xiangling suddenly remembered Ling Qingyue's words just now: Eighteen years old, it may be your taboo, just like the wolf totem of Beihu.

What does this mean, does he know that she is not from here?

Ling Qingyue has always been extremely smart, perhaps, she has already found out the clues, but she has never asked or said.

Xiangling pondered for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "Yue, actually, you know, right?" ”

The man in his ear whispered, "What do you know? ”

Xiangling reminded: "Know me, know that I am not the real Chu ......"

The man suddenly lowered his head and bit Xiangling's ear, causing Xiangling to let out a soft cry in pain.

Ling Qingyue murmured in a low voice: "Xiangling, since I knew you, you have been just you, Chu Xiangling is you, and you are also a cat and a dog, you are not allowed to doubt me or yourself in the future, you know?" ”

It turned out that he really knew, he had guessed it a long, long time ago, but he just endured it without asking, trying to cater to many of his deviant ideas, including the eighteen-year-old roundhouse.

For her own insistence, Ling Qingyue actually thought that this was a unique belief of herself, like the wolf totem of Beihu.

Ling Qingyue's forbearance made Xiangling extremely shocked, she could endure it if she didn't round the house, knowing that she was not Chu Xiangling, she could still endure it.

Doesn't he have curiosity? Don't want to know if you're a god, a ghost, or a demon?

Isn't he afraid? I am afraid that I will show my original form like the White Lady; I was afraid that I would suck his yang energy like Nie Xiaoqian; Afraid......

Just thinking about it, Ling Qingyue suddenly asked, "Xiangling, are you an immortal descending to the earth or a ghost borrowing a corpse to resurrect the soul?" Or is it a monster devouring Neidan? ”

Xiangling: "......"

It turns out that Ling Qingyue is also a curious baby.

Xiangling turned around suddenly, stared at her, and grinned: "I am Nie Xiaoqian, a disciple of Tianshan Tong's grandmother, seeing that the son is handsome and quite masculine, he has come to collect yang to supplement yin, are you afraid?" ”

Ling Qingyue was stunned at first, then smiled and bent her eyebrows, her limbs were paralyzed, and she said to Xiangling like a baby: "Lang Zhong said, one drop of essence, ten drops of blood." As soon as the lady wanted it, I had to give it again. Come on, lady......"

It's completely a look of any gentleman's picking, and this thing is the most lovesick!

Xiangling was full of anger and blood for a while, and sadly found that she was lifting a stone to shoot herself in the foot, and she was just talking nonsense according to the words of the novel, how did you know that this guy was so cooperative.....

Xiangling pulled the quilt, covered Ling Qingyue's head and face, gritted her teeth and said: "I, not a ghost, a demon, a god, I, a human, a human, a person like you!" ”

Ling Qingyue poked her head out of the quilt and said with a smile: "Oh, then are you a man or a woman?" Is it old or young? Do you have a husband and children? ”

Xiangling: "......"

Xiangling stared at her like a fried cat and said, "I'm not transgender, I'm a woman, I'm not married, I don't have children......"

The corners of Ling Qingyue's mouth rose, although she didn't admit it, she was still happy when she heard this.

Xiangling looked at Ling Qingyue, who was like a stealing cat, and simply answered without waiting to ask: "My original name is Chu Yaya, graduated from college, quite your talent, working as an accountant in a grain depot, the accountant is equivalent to what you call Mr. Bookkeeper, I thought I looked different from Chu Xiangling here, but in the past three years, the longer I have become, the more similar I am to the original." ”

Ling Qingyue suddenly said: "Oh, it turns out that the lady is still a female talent, but is your name there so ordinary?" Or is your family patriarchal, doesn't pay attention to you at all, and takes it indiscriminately? ”

Here, there will be more than a dozen big girls, second girls, and old girls in each village, indeed, rustic enough.

Xiangling pouted and said: "No, the name Yaya we have there is not earthy at all, my father and mother also love me, they only gave birth to one daughter, I am afraid that my husband will treat me badly in the future, so he bought me a house and a car early......"

Xiangling's eyes suddenly turned red, and she choked up and couldn't continue, if it wasn't for Ling Qingyue's words, she would try not to think about everything before the crossing, she was afraid that she would be homesick.

Ling Qingyue pulled Xiangling into the quilt, wrapped her tightly in her arms, and murmured: "Their wish has come true, Yaya's husband, treat their Yaya very well, and never break the judgment." ”

This "Yaya" was like the floodgate of the water faucet that suddenly opened, causing Xiangling to burst into tears.

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When I opened my eyes in the morning, I found Ling Qingyue sitting on the edge of the bed, already dressed, and staring at her for a moment, as if her face had flowers.

Xiangling hurriedly wiped her face, and said suspiciously: "Is there something on your face?" ”

When he raised his wrist, he realized that the broken rope was hanging back on his hand.

Suddenly, today is her birthday.

Xiangling smiled: "The new knot is tied?" Blue? ”

On her birthday in the first year, Ling Qingyue gave her a green jade knot that she had polished and braided by herself.

Every year on this day in the future, he would always re-weave the knot, but the green jade was still the same green jade.

In the knot, the hair of two people is knotted, and the color of the knot changes every year, but the style does not change.

The only surprise on my birthday is the color of the ---- knot.

Ling Qingyue pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Yaya, in fact, this is not an ordinary green jade, this is the soul bead that I polished by hand when I returned to Beijing three years ago, according to what the senior monk said, and was enshrined in front of the Buddha for fourteen days. The knot next to it is also the coiling dragon knot that the monk taught me to knot, I, I'm afraid that you will leave me. ”

Xiangling looked at the green jade and knots on her wrists in a daze, no wonder, no wonder that every year before her birthday, Ling Qingyue couldn't stop cutting her hair and twisting the knots by herself, it turned out that behind what she didn't know, there were so many good intentions on his part.

He can not ask Xiangling's origin, but he can't help but worry about Xiangling's whereabouts, he is afraid that she will leave, so he has made so many attempts behind his back.

Xiangling feigned anger and said, "What else is there to hide from me?" ”

Ling Qingyue said honestly: "There was originally a five-hundred-year-old peach tree in the house, and I asked people to cut it down; In our courtyard, there used to be a chanting hall, and I asked people to move it to a secluded backyard; There was a big black dog in the house, and I had someone send it to Zhuangzi in the countryside......"

Xiangling couldn't help but stroke her forehead, crying and laughing: "Ling Qingyue, what are you in your little head?" Afraid that I'm a demon and will be exposed by the peach tree? Or are you afraid that I am a ghost and that my soul will be frightened by the blood of a black dog? I'm a human being, and I'm most afraid of people, rather than guarding against demons and ghosts, it's better to guard against people, you know? ”

Ling Qingyue didn't say anything, isn't he doing what Xiangling said about "guarding against people"? Try to make yourself powerful, protect herself, and protect her.

Xiangling didn't get angry, Ling Qingyue did this, nothing more than afraid of losing herself, there is a saying, how to say, called: worry from suffering, fear from love, if you are separated from your lover, you are not afraid.

The subordinates of the Ling Mansion were surprised to find one thing, that is, from this day on, their lord's title to his wife changed from "lady" or "Xiangling" to a strange title: "Yaya", which sounded like he was going to feed the ducks: "Duck Duck Duck Duck ......"