Yaoshou, he actually did this to me, confessing his love in the rain, with peach blossoms as a matchmaker, this is so romantic!

I couldn't help but blush, lowering my head and wringing my fingers shyly: "Well... I am also happy with you."

"What?" He deliberately pretended not to hear, lowered his head and touched my forehead, with a cunning light in his eyes, full of tricks: "What did the madam just say? I didn't hear you."

I was so embarrassed that my heartbeat was racing and I was suffocating. I was angry and ignored him: "Forget it if you didn't hear me!"

I turned around and was about to run away into the rain, but he grabbed my arm in time and pulled me back.

With a strong hand, he pushed me against the trunk of a peach blossom tree.

The oil-paper umbrella fell from his hand, and he pressed forward and kissed my lips domineeringly——

After our lips and tongues touched each other for a while, he let go of me, his eyes were a little greedy, and he shamelessly asked for me: "Xiao Ran, tell me you love me."

Is this guy so arrogant now? He already knows how to make demands of me.

I was stunned and didn't react.

When he saw that I didn't say anything, the light in his eyes dimmed and he was a little disappointed.

But this disappointment only lasted for less than five seconds, and then he began to shamelessly threaten me again: "If you don't tell me, I'll kiss you!"

After a pause, he continued: "Kiss me until you are willing to talk."

He always does what he says when it comes to things like this.

Seeing that he was about to come up to kiss me again, I quickly surrendered and kissed him sensibly, "Xuan Ye, I love you!"

With these words this time, I felt like I was shouting out all the energy to feed myself.

He froze.

But the next second, he hugged my waist too much, curled his lips in a sinister way, and said: "Madam, you don't have to work so hard. I know that Madam loves me. Madam will just tell me these words in the boudoir."

. Madam’s roar will probably be known to everyone within a ten-mile radius of the little demon. Hey, actually, my husband has always been very low-key.”

Low-key?!

Aren't you afraid of flashing your tongue when telling such a big truth?

I rubbed his handsome face in disgust and said in his usual tone: "Naughty!"

I held his shoulders and pushed him away. I patted my shoulders that were wet by the rain and scolded him unhappily: "It's all your fault. My clothes are all wet."

He picked up the umbrella and said, "You can change it."

"There are no clothes to change here."

"There are clothes of fairies in the temple that you can borrow for a while. If you don't want to wear other people's clothes, just wear mine."

I grasped the key point, squinted my eyes and asked him: "Why are there clothes of female immortals in your temple?"

He smiled and replied: "There are maids in the temple."

I said oh, but still said in a weird tone: "The treatment of Lord Dragon King is good, and he has maids to serve him. Tsk, tomorrow, do I have to marry a concubine with seventy-two concubines in three palaces, six courtyards, and take turns to sleep with him every night?"

He nodded shamelessly and deliberately: "That's a good idea. But don't worry, madam, she will always be my royal wife."

I blushed, looked at him anxiously, threw the peach blossom petals at him, and said something cruel in anger: "Then you and your seventy-two concubines of the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard can go over there! You scumbag

!”

Seeing that I was angry, he was in a very good mood and smiled: "Madam, it's just a joke, what's more? Madam, it's raining heavily, so be careful of the wind and cold."

"Don't pull me!" I shook off his hand that grabbed my arm, and angrily said, "I'm going to find a bunch of pretty boys tomorrow, one a day, and I'll piss you off to death!"

"Ahem, madam, walk slower, the road is slippery."

"Forget it if you fall to death!"

"It turns out that Madam can also get angry and jealous."

"Don't pay attention to me! I will hit people when I'm angry!"

"Then Madam, please give me a shot to see?"

"...A good woman doesn't fight with a man!"

…

Entering the Temple of the Dragon King, I suddenly found that the temple looked completely different from the first time I saw it. I even wondered if I had gone to the wrong place.

There are carved railings and painted buildings, and the palace made of crystal is inlaid with golden decorations. The walls are carved with rolling waves and the sun and moon in the sky. The silver-white veil covers the door of the Moon Cave, making the scene inside the door vaguely visible.

There are round tables and stools made of white jade, teapots and tea sets made of jade, and a nearly transparent natural white crystal screen with a Ruilong rainfall map embossed on the screen.

Qionglou Yuyu, resplendent and resplendent, is not the solemn and rigid Dragon King Temple. It is clearly the Crystal Palace of the Dragon King in mythology!

After I was sure that Xuan Ye was also coming, I accepted the fact that I was not in the wrong place.

After seeing me walking around the huge palace and getting lost twice on the way, Xuan Ye kindly told me the reason why this place suddenly turned into the Crystal Palace.

It turns out that every temple where we mortals worship gods and monsters, and where the true master lives, will have a separate living barrier inside for the true master.

Otherwise, it is impossible for gods to huddle in their statues every day and remain motionless to solve the problems of the world. Gods also need to live a normal life.

The statue is just a medium for the gods to connect with the temple and listen to the wishes of mortals, similar to a clone.

But if there are too many believers who worship a certain god in this world, and if there are too many temples built for him and too many statues of gods, it will inevitably make him unable to do anything, so there will be some people who pray to gods but the gods are not working. Condition.

According to Xuan Ye himself, most gods and monsters are enshrined within their own fixed jurisdiction. Like him, he only needs to protect all living beings within a radius of 9,000 miles. The place is not big, and the living beings are not too many. , so the little demon who comes to worship him almost responds to everyone's requests.

And this Crystal Palace is the palace inside the temple that he created for himself. When he has nowhere to go outside, he can go back to live in the temple.

Well...referred to as Lao Lao!

Looking at the magnificence of this entire palace, with every brick and tile being a priceless treasure, I finally realized a fact -

Xuan Ye is a very rich and successful monster!

Of course, what shocked me the most was not only that the floor of Xuan Ye’s lair was made of ice-type white jade with extremely good water quality, but also that there were really many maids and soldiers in his house!

All the species of the statues he saw in the Dragon King Temple earlier are in his Crystal Palace!

When a monster reaches his level, it means that the monster has reached perfection...

After walking around his lair, I was still angry and refused to talk to him. Seeing that he couldn't coax me, he left me playing with fish by the lotus pond in the courtyard of his palace, and disappeared for nearly an hour. .

He appeared again with a bowl of light vegetable noodles in his hand.

In the crystal-clear ancient main hall, I held my chopsticks and hesitated on how to start with the bowl of noodles.

My eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of a small patch of pink on the corners of his black sleeves, and I immediately understood why he suddenly thought of giving me noodles!

This noodle was actually made by him.

It looks pretty good.

I decisively took a chopstick and opened my mouth to eat.

"Don't bite off the noodles, eat them all in one go." There was a warm smile in his green eyes that were like an ancient well.

I choked and looked at the bowl that was almost bigger than my small vegetable bowl. It was filled with noodles that were about to overflow. I was shocked.

Momo put down the noodles with chopsticks again, and I humbly asked him: "With so many noodles, will you choke to death if you eat them all in one go?"

I knew this man had no good intentions!

He asked me very rationally: "According to your human customs, don't you have to eat all the longevity noodles in one sitting? I heard that biting off it is unlucky."

"Longevity noodles?" I was in a daze for a moment.

He got up and walked over, and he pulled out a pair of silver jasmine earrings from somewhere, put them on for me, and said patiently: "I specially picked a good day to celebrate your birthday. This is my first time doing this.

The noodles may be a little rough in the craftsmanship, but I hope Madam can understand."

"I learned from Song Shanshan yesterday that you mortals will make 100-year-old cakes, dye eggs red, and eat longevity chicken noodle soup for your birthday. I have prepared everything for you this time, and it's not bad. Xiaoran, others have it.

, I will not let you lose it."

After putting on the jasmine earrings, he stretched out his left hand and asked me for reward like a baby: "Look, I hurt my fingers in order to make you a bowl of longevity noodles. Madam, tell me, this time

How should I reward you?"

I was already very touched when he made me longevity noodles and gave me a birthday gift. Now that I saw him hurt his finger because of me, I felt even worse.

Carefully taking his injured hand, I stared at the neat and deep wound with a sore nose.

I gently blew on his wound, and I had the urge to shed tears: "I'll blow it on you, and it won't hurt anymore. What a fool, you can just let someone else do it or buy a bowl, why bother?"

Do you want to do it yourself?”

He squeezed and sat down next to me, hugged me romantically and promised: "Not only will I make it for you personally this year, but every year in the future, on your birthday, I will make longevity noodles for you, make noodles for your wife, and accompany your wife."

No one can take away the good thing about celebrating your birthday from me."

"I do it every year, and my claws will be chopped off." I rubbed my sore nose and muttered uncomfortably.

"No." He took back his hand and moved his fingers, and the deep cut healed on its own. "I will be satisfied if my wife can make her eyes turn red every time she eats the noodles I made."

."

"My eyes are red every time, so I'm going to cry my eyes out." I lowered my head and hummed awkwardly, pushing my fingers on the noodles on the low table in front of me, "And this! The kind of longevity noodles that people eat in one go is only one.
To be continued...