Yunchu was startled when he saw Xiaolan looking at his chest with an ambiguous look on his face, and his face suddenly became cloudy. People with a guilty conscience are the ones who can expose things that they are afraid of being discovered the most. Yunchu's eyes did not reveal anything.
Look down on the bed.
Oh my God, my cute little pink bra was flamboyantly thrown on the bed in a conspicuous place.
In a panic just now, she ignored the bra that was pulled off by Bai Wushang and put the middle coat on her body haphazardly. Now when she saw Xiaolan's appearance, she remembered that Xiaolan knew about it when her bra was improved.
, it was because I had not yet reached the ideal state of development that I made the small bra into a breast-enhancing mode...
Now that I'm not wearing any, I do look a lot flatter..., ahem...
Xiaolan followed Yun Chu's guilty eyes and noticed the mess on the bed. A light of discovery appeared on her usually gossipy face. She slowly walked towards Yun Chu's bed and kept saying: "
Tsk tsk, I didn’t realize it. The eldest princess’s charm and physical strength are beyond compare. She didn’t tire you out last night, and she can still eat another one now..."
"Xiaolan, shut up..." Yun Chu no longer had a good temper, and he felt embarrassed and had to bear her verbal violence.
"Hey, tell me some news? Isn't that Mr. Yu bad? How can I make you so unsatisfied in one night..." Xiaolan has never treated her since she and Yunchu revealed the identity of her spiritual grass.
There was no fear or respect between master and servant.
"Are you done yet..." Yun Chu gritted his teeth and said.
"It's over!" Xiaolan replied simply, "Forget it if you don't want to say it. Anyway, a thirteen-year-old body, even if it contains a thirty-year-old soul, the physical feeling should be much different...
"The following words gave Yunchu an unusual headache.
"Does this kind of thing between men and women also exist in the underworld? It seems that you are very good at it. Why don't you tell me, what does it feel like when two bodies without warmth hug each other?" Yunchu felt that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he didn't need to bear it anymore and stared at the little boy.
Lan said leisurely.
"I didn't..." Xiaolan felt guilty, but only for a moment, and then said calmly: "Why don't you pass by Naihe Bridge next time, don't do that, let the King of Hell find a handsome ghost for you, let
Can you taste the taste yourself?"
There was only a momentary emotion in Xiaolan's eyes, but Yun Chu saw it. He was so focused on finding her weakness that he didn't pay much attention to what she said next.
"Hey, how old are you in the underworld? Are you married?" Yunchu stepped forward and asked, making Xiaolan rush to deal with her instead of worrying about what happened to her just now.
"I am a spiritual grass in the underworld, how can I get married?" Xiaolan rolled her eyes at Yunchu and said dissatisfiedly.
"Don't roll your eyes like me, okay?" Yun Chu rolled his eyes even more at her, "You can't get married, but as a spiritual grass, can you be sentient? You can have someone you like, right? Ahem, or in other words, you can
Do you have a favorite ghost?"
"A few of the scenery in the underworld have souls, and they are usually flowers and plants with their own obsessions. However, once you are touched by the mortal heart, you can no longer be a happy flower or plant. The kind of people who seek the object of admiration without being sad are the ones like you.
It's incomprehensible to people..." Xiaolan was rarely so sentimental, which made Yunchu feel strange and curious.
"So, you have spirituality because you have a mortal mind?" Yun Chu gathered together what he could understand and came to a conclusion.
Xiaolan looked at Yun Chu quietly. Her appearance was indeed stunning, but after getting along with her, she realized that her kindness and cuteness as well as her almost intolerable bad behavior were her greatest charms. She
Her every frown and smile can make people obsessed, no wonder he is so obsessed with her...
Xiaolan sighed, thinking that there was no harm in talking about it. If it would be helpful to someone who hadn't met him yet, then she would be very happy to do so.
Yunchu heard a very poignant story from Xiaolan.
Xiaolan's name is Cuixuan, a spiritual grass in the underworld. She grows at the foot of the Bianhuahua on the Huangquan Road. Every day she looks up at the Shahua, which is redder and more beautiful than any other Bianhua. He looks up at it every day.
At the beginning of Huangquan Road, Cuixuan knew that Shahua was waiting for someone, someone who would move his mortal heart and give him spiritual energy.
Xiaolan said that Shahua's original aura was far better than other Bianhua flowers. Later, when he saw that stunning face walking casually on the road of reincarnation, his heart was moved from then on, and he couldn't restrain his longing for her, and he broke through.
His soul, spirituality increased greatly, and he possessed spiritual consciousness.
Cuixuan admired Sha Hua, so she gained spiritual awareness. After Sha Hua gained spiritual awareness, the two of them, oh no, communicated with each other through just a flower and a grass.
Shahua would tell her that the unforgettable figure in his heart seemed to be an unusual obsession with her deep in his heart.
Cuixuan asked him that before he met the goddess in his mind, his spirituality was much higher than other Bianhua flowers. Why?
Sha Hua said that this may have happened a long time ago. At that time, he was still a young Bianhua, about the same size as Cuixuan. One day, he saw a huge monster coming menacingly on the Huangquan Road, coming here to reincarnate.
There were quite a few people there, but I never saw anyone break in on their own.
After getting closer, I saw clearly that it was a dragon. He had many scars on his body and there were tears in his eyes. The dragon came to find the King of Hell. His mouth opened, and there was an elf sleeping in his mouth. A very small elf.
, Shahua said that he didn't see clearly at that time what kind of spirit was in the dragon's mouth. Judging from the size, it was probably a flower spirit...
When the dragon opened its mouth, a drop of tiredness in his eyes fell on Shahua's feet. At that time, Shahua felt that the heart-breaking despair spread to his body. The dragon seemed to be injured.
It's not light, his movements have become slower and slower, and there is no longer the fierce wind when he just rushed in.
When Shahua felt that the dragon's tears were about to burn him, the dragon slowly squirmed over and dropped a drop of blood on his flowers and leaves. The dragon's blood is very rare, even if it is scarred, it will not heal.
There was blood dripping out, and it could be seen from this drop of blood that the dragon's life was probably threatened.
Shahua said that he never saw the injured dragon again, but the drops of tears and blood that the dragon dropped on his feet and body kept nourishing him, making his spiritual power increase rapidly, and he grew taller.
It is very strong, which is why before I had spiritual awareness, my spirituality and aura were higher than those of other Bana flowers.