At this time, Long Zhutian's body had another reaction.
He restrained himself, pushed her away a little, looked at her with eyes burning with desire, and called her name hoarsely, "Meimei——"
"Um."
Yang Zimei responded with a delicate nasal voice.
"I really want you to be eighteen soon!"
Yang Zi burst into tears, "I miss you too!"
"There are still three years, so long!"
Long Zhutian was filled with grief and anger!
Yang Zimei burst into tears even more!
It’s really long!
It would be great if they could have some kind of time machine. She wanted to time travel with Long Zhutian to the age of eighteen all at once, and no longer have to suppress anything.
God!
Can you give me a time machine?
She shouted in her heart!
Unexpectedly, a big thunder suddenly and inexplicably sounded in the sky at this time, and she vaguely heard a voice shouting: "You have a beautiful idea!"
She was stunned and looked up at the sky.
The sky is blue and cloudless!
"Did there be thunder just now?" She couldn't help but ask Long Zhutian.
"did not hear it."
Long Zhutian answered in confusion, wondering why she suddenly asked like this.
"Xiao Qian, did you hear that?"
Yang Zimei was unwilling to accept that it was just his hallucination, so he asked Xiao Qian.
"Heard nothing."
Xiao Qian covered her eyes and said, "I could only hear the heartbeats of my sister and brother."
Yang Zimei looked embarrassed.
It seems that he really is hallucinating.
Because it was dawn, there were more and more cars on the road, and the dust was rising. Some ill-intentioned drivers passed by them, and even deliberately honked their horns, causing a lot of noise.
"Let's go back!"
Long Zhutian hugged her waist.
"Um."
Yang Zimei nodded, got in the car, and sat down.
Only then did Long Zhutian realize that Xue Hu was missing, and asked, "Where's that little fox? Is it lost?"
"left!"
At the mention of Xue Hu's departure, Yang Zimei's eyes darkened again.
"I will buy you some cute puppies when you go back."
As soon as he heard Xue Hu leaving, Long Zhutian showed an extremely happy expression on his face, "The other puppies are much cuter than your fox."
Yang Zimi was sweating.
If Ranxuehu heard this, he would probably be furious!
“What will be gained from this auction?”
Long Zhutian turned his head and looked at the bag in her hand, thinking it was something she bought from the auction.
"By the way, I found your peach wood sign. It actually appeared at the auction. It's really amazing." Yang Zimei took out the peach wood sign from the bag.
Long Zhutian's eyes lit up, "How is this possible? I lost it in Africa."
"It stands to reason that it is impossible to meet it again, but we happened to meet it. This only means that it is destined to belong to you."
Yang Zimei asked him to stretch his neck over and put the mahogany medal on him again.
The moment the mahogany card returned to his neck, the red indicator light on the mahogany card flashed.
The peach wood plaque on Yang Zimei's neck also flashed a blue indicator light, corresponding to each other.
Just for a moment and then disappear all together.
The eyes of the two people looking at each other were full of surprise and surprise.
At this time, the peach wood sign around Min Gang's neck also flickered, with some kind of excitement.
"By the way, I also auctioned the general Mo Xie!"
Yang Zimei opened the wooden box containing the ancient sword.
Looking at the two ancient swords, one dark red and one light red, lying side by side on the wooden box, Long Zhutian's bottomless pupils flashed with feverish excitement.
The love for cold weapons is basically a sentiment shared by every martial man, and Long Zhutian is no exception.