Feng Linxia was still wearing his pajamas. He was pushed awake by Song Juyao who was very happy. He didn't even have time to change clothes and ran down in his pajamas and cotton slippers. He squatted opposite Song Juyao in disbelief and stared at the huge flower pot.
Two small leaves grew out, "Is this really Jiang Baiqi?"
Song Juyao nodded: "The companion vines of their clan grow together. When the companion vines sprout, Qiqi sprouts too."
"...Oh." For viviparous humans, the growth method of this family is really amazing.
When Jiang Baiqi sprouted, Song Juyao naturally stayed with him even more. Except for sleeping at night and occasionally needing to leave for work during the day, he was almost never leaving. After sprouting, the growth rate of the companion vine became faster.
It is growing every day, and soon it turns from the two small leaves into a long and thin vine. Soon after, a new one grows, and a new one grows... and soon it becomes
Many thin vines gradually covered the surface of this large flower pot.
These vines are transparent, with golden veins, and will emit a faint light at night, which is very dreamy.
When Song Juyao was sitting on the edge of the flower pot, these vines would always grow around her unknowingly and wrap around her wrists and ankles. At night, she would go back to her room to sleep. When she woke up the next day, she would climb down from the terrace.
If you look at it, you will also find that the vine is squeezing towards her bedroom. I doubt that if a few ropes are pulled to connect the flower pot to the terrace, it will climb up.
Song Juyao was originally a little worried about what would happen if it kept growing and overflowed the flower pot and fell to the ground. The land outside the flower pot belonged to the king, and it seemed not good to grow on other people's territory. So he planned to give it some support.
, let it climb up, but did not expect to find that these vines began to grow together. The thin vine layer turned into a thick vine layer, and then turned into a bulging and fluffy mass, and finally became entangled.
It became a big fluffy round dumpling.
This beautiful transparent dumpling is changing every day, getting bigger, but also tightening. The fluffy feeling gradually disappears, becoming tight and hard, until it is finally fixed in a certain size, with golden veins flowing with brilliance. Song
Ju Yao sometimes stared at them, always feeling like they were transporting something into the middle of the dumplings.
"Is Qiqi inside?" Song Juyao lay on the vine dumplings, trying to find a gap to see the scene inside, but after turning around several times, he couldn't find a gap.
Feng Linya saw this and climbed up the stairs. He wanted to take a look out of curiosity, but was stopped by something invisible outside the flower pot. He could not take another step forward.
"What is this?" Feng Linxia stretched out his hand to touch it, and felt that there was a layer of barrier in the air, which was soft and hard, and couldn't get in anyway.
Song Juyao went to touch it, but found no obstacles.
Feng Linxia:...Okay, I understand, I understand.
Song Juyao added a cover to the flower pot, so the flower pot turned into a small house. The ceiling could be opened or closed, so you could bask in the sun when you wanted to, and keep out the rain when you needed it.
Time flies, spring passes and autumn comes, and the companion vines that have grown into balls begin to lose their leaves. The leaves fall into the soil, melt, are absorbed by the soil, and then supplied by the soil. Song Juyao suddenly feels something at night, from the darkness.
When I woke up, I didn't even have time to put on my shoes, so I hurried downstairs.
The dumplings were squirming in the small house, and the tangled vines slowly loosened up, as if they were alive, loosened and fell to the ground.
Song Juyao breathed quickly, climbed up and opened the door.
There were no more dumplings inside the door, and the vines had returned to their original soft appearance, piled together and spread on the ground in a thick layer, with a sleeping man lying on top of the vines.
Black hair, pale skin, every bone is beautiful, this is the look that Song Juyao is most familiar with.
Am I dreaming?
Song Juyao stretched out his hand and pinched his face hard, and found that it hurt, confirming that this was not a dream.
Song Juyao couldn't help but hold her breath, stepped on the soft vines, walked to him, squatted down and stretched out her hand to gently touch his skin.
Soft and warm, her fingers slid all the way to his palm, inserted into his fingers, and clasped gently. The familiar feeling made her eyes turn red. She was about to let go, but was suddenly held tightly.
Living.
Song Juyao raised her eyes and met a pair of familiar gray eyes. Her heart trembled, and she rushed forward and hugged him tightly, "Archie."
Jiang Baiqi hugged her back tightly and kept kissing the top of her hair, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."
"It doesn't matter, just come back, just come back to me."
In the dark soil, he heard her voice and felt her breath every day. He worked hard to sprout, praying hard all the time, begging hard, and absorbing the looming power in the earth.
Please, let me grow out, I want to have a body, I don’t want to disappoint her, I don’t want anything, I won’t rob anyone’s land, I won’t kill any land owner, unless he wants to hurt
My love. I want to grow out, I want to grow out, I want to grow out, grow out...
He murmurs and murmurs, non-stop, and is so persistent that a dead person could be bothered by him to the point of coming back to life.
Finally, he seemed to hear a helpless sigh, and then the power generated from the earth strengthened and rushed towards him crazily. He absorbed it with greedy mouths, and his body swelled until it started to hurt, and it did not stop. His mind was filled with thoughts of sprouting,
He wanted to become a human. Then, finally, something came out of the body that was about to explode. All the power rushed there, the pain disappeared, and he finally turned into a seed and sprouted.
He worked hard to grow and finally hugged her again.
They kissed and hugged hard, as if they wanted to vent their full affection, and made a mess of the accompanying vines. After daybreak, Jiang Baiqi pinched off one of the vines, and the remaining vines began to wither, melt, and be absorbed by the earth.
Clean and tidy.
Song Juyao took the clothes she had bought for him a long time ago, let him put them on, and led him to see his brother.
So early in the morning, Feng Linxia was woken up by her sister again.
He lowered his green eyes, which were not full of sleep, and opened the door, "What's wrong with Jiang Baiqi?"
"Aqi is here." Song Juyao lifted the hands that the two of them were holding.
Jiang Baiqi: "Brother."
Only then did Feng Linxia see Jiang Baiqi, her heart twitched, and she looked frightened, "...fuck."
Song Juyao: "..."
Jiang Baiqi’s mysterious sense of existence is still there!
Jiang Baiqi looked at Song Juyao with big gray eyes, and nervously squeezed her hand tightly: "You said you liked her."
Song Juyao said that she liked his thin sense of presence very much. She was the only one who could spot him at a glance and notice how good-looking he was. So he looked the way Song Juyao liked him and couldn't change it.
Song Juyao laughed and kissed his finger: "I like it. I like you no matter what you look like."
Just like no matter who I am, you love me.
Jiang Baiqi's ears turned red, and overflowing joy surged from his heart.
…
Not long after Jiang Baiqi got her body, Song Juyao received several letters from the queens who had helped her a few years ago. The letters were greeting cards.
It turned out that at the moment Jiang Baiqi was born, their kings felt that a new land owner was born. They had not sensed the death of a land owner before, but if it was the birth of a land owner with parents, they would sense it.
Less than that, because those extra tribesmen do not have land they are born with.
Since there was no death, there could be no new birth, so they speculated that Song Juyao should have succeeded. They were very happy for her.
"Land owner..." Song Juyao sat on a chair, after reading the greeting card, he couldn't help but look at the big flowerpot behind him, and couldn't help laughing. The land owner with the smallest land area in the world is her Qiqi family, huh
, just the area of ​​a large truck compartment, spread out a little, can be used to grow some vegetables.
Oh, Jiang Baiqi is loosening the soil on his land.
He treasures his little bit of land, and no one can take any of it away. Before the Feng family held a banquet, some naughty children came and ran up to play in the mud, smashing several lumps out of it. Jiang Baiqi was so angry that he threw people
After a few threats, the child was so frightened that he ran away crying.
Although for other kings who had huge land areas and looked down upon this small amount of land, it was extremely shabby. But for Jiang Baiqi, this was obtained for him by Song Juyao.
Neither Song Juyao nor Jiang Baiqi care about the size of the land. If Song Juyao wants her partner to be a king, then there is no need to reject her former destined person. Song Juyao does not have this
Of course, Jiang Baiqi would not have such a desire.
Moreover, he promised Dadi that he would not take the initiative to kill any of his compatriots. He didn't know if Dadi remembered this. Anyway, he would not take such a risk. He wanted to be with Song Juyao for a long time.
"When the king wants to think about it, let's go traveling. I've always wanted to visit Apeitu. I heard it's very beautiful." Song Juyao said, "Then, wherever we feel comfortable, it's right there.
If you stay longer and feel uncomfortable, leave early.”
"good."
"And eat a lot of delicious food."
"good."
"Help those in need within the best of our ability."
"good."
Song Juyao lay relaxed in his arms, feeling that the world was so peaceful and peaceful, and all the heavy things in the past had left her. She relaxed and closed her eyes, feeling his hands gently comforting her.
Chapter completed!