The saint stood in front of the dead tree, staring at the graceful figure gradually moving away in a daze, until Qingge disappeared from his sight, and the saint did not come back to his senses for a long time.
The gentle and careful footsteps sounded, and the saint turned his head. Emperor Jiujun was wearing a rich and noble robe, gentle and elegant, holding an exquisite and small wine pot in his hand, and holding two wine glasses in his other hand. The pilgrimage shook it.
"A drink?"
"Come on, don't go back if you're drunk." The saint crossed her legs and sat rudely on the ground.
Emperor Jiujun laughed.
At this moment, Qingge returned to the edge of the waterfall and looked at Ji Yue with cold eyes.
Ji Yue stretched out her hand to hold her, Qingge snorted, her body as light as a swallow, jumped up, crossed the waterfall and entered the palace behind.
Ji Yue's hand stretched out froze in the air. He frowned in confusion, thinking about where he had messed with this aunt, but after thinking about it, he couldn't think of it, so he simply crossed the waterfall.
Fuxi sat on the vine swing, with the wings of the elves sitting next to it. Fuxi looked at the rushing waterfall curtain thoughtfully, and touched her chin with an old aura.
Yi slapped Fuxi on the back of the head, and Fuxi looked over with resentment.
"Have your father and mother had a conflict?" Yi asked.
Fu Xi's forehead is full of black lines, and this is the wing of His Highness, I really think he is the son of Ji Yue and Qingge.
"What conflicts have happened? I've gone to make a child." Fu Xi hummed a few times.
Yi smiled and looked at Fuxi evilly, "Do you want to go and peep?"
Fu Xi had no time to answer, but Wuyou rushed out in a flash. He pretended to be calm, but he could not hide the interest in his eyes.
"Let's go, peep." Yi waved his hand, hugged Fu Xi and quietly approached the waterfall with Wuyou.
Behind the waterfall, Qingge sat in a depressed chair, took out the heartbreaking wine from the realm of nothingness, and drank one jar after another.
Ji Yue stood by the side at a loss, as if she had done something wrong. She looked at Qingge with crystal eyes, but she wanted to speak but stopped. After careful look, she felt a little innocent and wronged.
Qingge seemed to treat Ji Yue as a transparent person. After drinking three jars of wine, her face turned slightly red and her eyes were blurred. She walked calmly close to the tiger-skin bed, fell head-on, sat on the bed, and turned the little fox in the realm of nothingness.
They all released them, holding one of the snow-white foxes and ravaging them hard in their arms. The little fox squinted his eyes as lazy as enjoying it, and moved his two little butts a few times, and the other little foxes were also
Beside Qingge, arch ~
Ji Yue's eyes and mouth twitched, and she stared at the little fox in anger, furious and filled with jealousy.
Ji Yue endured her biting anger and half-depressed her body, supported her hands on the bed, staring at Qingge with her eyes burningly, her two demonic faces were close at hand, and her big eyes were staring at her.
Qingge's eyes were indifferent, and he held the little fox and turned to face the other place, which completely ignored Ji Yue.
Ji Yue gritted her teeth, held her hands tightly, and lowered her head to stare at the little fox with hatred. However, the furry little foxes seemed not to feel Ji Yue's rage, and only used their white and tender buttocks to Ji Yue, and their little farts
The fart seemed to be provocative and twisted a few times.
Ji Yue's whole face turned black.
He never expected that the little fox, who was afraid that Qingge would be lonely and helpless, would compete for favor with him.
Of course, even if Ji Yue was beaten to death, she would not admit to being jealous of part of her blood.
But seeing Qingge treating the little fox so gently, Ji Yue couldn't help it, and curled her lips, feeling very aggrieved.
Ji Yue sat on the bed with a rough finger, pinched Qingge's chin with her long fingers, forcing her to face her. Ji Yue's eyes were full of sinisterness and her facial features were terrifying, "What happened?" Why did she ignore him very well?
!
Qingge held the little fox with one hand and patted Ji Yue's hand with the other, then lowered his head and stroked the little fox with his head.
At this moment, when Di Jiujun and the Saint were drowsy, they found three beasts, Yi, Wuyou and Fuxi, sneaky and malicious figures.
Emperor Jiujun's clear and slender bones were placed on Wuyou's shoulders, Wuyou turned around and smiled at God Jiujun's face, "What are you doing?"
Wuyou was about to refuse to answer, but Yi said without hesitation: "We are here to learn how to make children."
Fuxi: "..."
Wuyou: "…"
The saint's face turned pale.
Di Jiujun touched his chin and thought for a while, and frowned secretly, "It's so unreasonable. There are the demon king and the future demon queen. You are so messy."
The three beasts believed that they were in the wrong, and they all bowed their heads obediently, and did not speak, sighed secretly, unable to see the vividness behind the waterfall.
However, the next words of Emperor Jiujun were shocking.
"If you do this, you should bring me with you."
As he said that, Di Jiujun squeezed a head over, "Come on, there are many people and great power. Fu Xi, remember to close your eyes later. Children should not be treated rudely. Your Highness Yi, learn well..."
Everyone looked at the chattering Di Jiujun in amazement. Di Jiujun had a handsome and comfortable face. After drinking some wine, a touch of pink appeared on his white face. He was a fairy and even more beautiful than a beauty.
The saint wanted to leave, but Di Jiujun grabbed her over. The saint thought about what happened after the waterfall, blushed but was also desperate.
At this moment, Qingge still looked indifferent and ignored Ji Yue.
Inexplicably.
Ji Yue pulled her lips and then said angrily: "To be honest, do you have a wild man outside?"
Qingge: "It's your business." He lowered his head and teased the little fox.
Ji Yue held his hands tightly, her eyes burning. If someone dared to slap him like this, he would just slap him to death, but the person in front of him was the girl he was carefully guarding, and he would not be willing to slap him.
Ji Yue had to sit face to face with Qingge, and patted the little fox who was competing for favor with him. She looked at Qingge with charming eyes, "If you ignore me, I will not live."
Puff—
The beasts who were peeping in secret were so hilarious that they were laughing, but in order to avoid being discovered, they all laughed and their faces were red.
"Oh." Qingge said coldly.
Ji Yue will never stop, "Did the saint tell you something? Don't keep it in your heart if you have anything, just say it out."
"Yeah." Qingge didn't raise her eyes and blew her nails.
Ji Yue had a headache, "Don't ignore me..." When she spoke, she was already feeling a little weak.
The beasts stared at each of them in surprise, obviously unable to believe that Ji Yue had such a docile side.
That violent, cruel, evil demon king seems to no longer exist...
Qingge lowered his head and played with his fingers, but a smile appeared in his eyes. When he raised his eyes, he was completely indifferent, "Oh? Will the demon king still be afraid that no one will pay attention to it? Why did I hear that the famous demon king,
There are more than a dozen childhood sweethearts, and they are so full of peach blossoms."
At the end of the story, Qingge's pronunciation was extremely heavy, and Ji Yue trembled. (To be continued)