On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing rolled her eyes and looked at the brand new big wooden platform.

"The color is different from before."

She wants to make trouble with him.

After more than 300 years of wind and sun, even the jade pear fairy wood, the pigment will become more or less heavy.

That is the trace of time, the shadow of time.

Xie Wuwangyun smiled lightly, rolled his sleeves and waved.

I saw flames wafting from under my feet, and the entire big wooden platform was dull and shocked, and was tempered by the impact of flame waves.

"boom--"

The flames dissipated in the air, and the wooden table was stained with the color of time.

Ning Qingqing: "..."

Now even the most picky mushroom can't fault it.

"Xie Wuwang," she stared at him impeccably, "you can use this trick to forge the scene of a crime."

Xie Wuwang nodded solemnly: "I used to do it."

Ning Qingqing: "..."

He lowered his eyes.

The long eyelashes concealed his eyes, and his expression seemed to be covered with a veil, somewhat indistinguishable.

"A Qing," his voice floated out low, "Damutai, I can get you back."

The tone is a bit strange. If you have to describe it, it's probably like drawing a pie for himself.

She shook her head honestly: "I'm not sure if the key can be this big."

Xie Wuwang was startled, and shook his head to look at her, a faint dark bird disappeared from the bottom of his eyes: "?"

Ning Qingqing then remembered that she hadn't told Xie Wuwei about the "key". Mushrooms like to make some weird and weird metaphors, which can easily make their companions confused.

"That's...Although the memories in the delusion are in my mind, there seems to be a door between me and them, and I can't walk in. My instinct tells me that there must be a key that can open this door and put that The memories and emotions are completely retrieved."

Xie Wuwang showed his face and groaned, "Is it a wooden platform?"

"I only found out after trying." She raised her head and looked at him seriously, "Xie Wuwang, do you want to get me back that way?"

He looked at her without answering, his eyes darkened.

She lowered her gaze, her voice lowered: "Do you think that Ah Qing loves you so much, and now that the misunderstanding is resolved, she will definitely forgive you?"

"I can do it." There was a hint of dumbness in his voice.

There was a pause: "A Qing, I can give everything you want."

She looked at him: "What if all I want is to plant quietly in a corner and breed happily with my partner?"

He smiled softly and beautifully.

Like laughing at her innocence.

He took a step closer, and his tall and tall figure was covered in a heavy sense of oppression: "Aqing, the world is sinister, you can reap tranquility if you are not in a corner. Power and strength, they are my armor and the cornerstone of my feet, if you throw it away Without them, we will not become a couple of gods and immortals, but only a pair of ghost ducks on Huangquan Road."

He moved his thin lips, as if he wanted to say something more real and cold, and hesitated, for fear of scaring her.

He looked deep, looking into her eyes.

But seeing her suddenly laughed stupidly, he was taken aback.

No matter how clever Daojun was, she couldn't think of what she was laughing at at the moment.

Ning Mushroom's thinking is too active, and his imagination is also very rich.

When he said this, she immediately made up a scene from Huangquan Road. The cold and cold yellow spring color scheme, a way of no return, one big and one small two translucent mushroom hyphae are holding the hyphae and jumping forward...

She couldn't help but laugh again.

To be reasonable, it should be Yan Luo and the little ghosts who were frightened.

Xie Wuwang frowned and stepped forward. She just smiled so that she bowed her body and planted her forehead on his chest.

I don't know if it is because the injury has not been completely healed. This collision, with a muffled thud, shook into the House of Consciousness from my heart. Like a huge tsunami wave, I don't know whether it is sweet or painful.

"Don't laugh." He grabbed her shoulders and raised his hand to cover her mouth awkwardly.

He was afraid of her smiling like this.

He will never forget that she was just smiling like that, smiling and laughing, completely shutting herself up, and never seeing him again.

That time, she bent her eyebrows and asked him—"How can you let me go? Unless I die?"

She also smiled and said to him—"Or, you have to keep me in prison. Keep in prison. It’s okay, just keep in prison, it’s okay. I’m not angry anymore, I’m not angry anymore. It’s the same everywhere. What is lost. It doesn't matter."

He had actually felt that she was leaving him, but his pride and conceit made him continue to deceive himself and others.

He clearly wanted to tell her that he hadn't touched anyone, and she hadn't lost him. He is still her husband alone, and he will be the same from now on.

He wanted to prove with practical actions that he yearned for her, wanted her, treated her like a jewel, and was greedy. He wanted to hold every inch of her body in his arms and love her with great affection.

He wanted to give her joy, make her happy again, crying and beating him, biting him, opening up a little bit, turning into a warm and fragrant light again.

I just don't know... why it became like that in the end.

Now that she smiled, the impeccable Daoist felt a panic.

The big hand was uncontrollably placed on her mouth, and the two of them were startled, and a clear trace of annoyance passed through his black eyes.

His breathing was chaotic for a moment, and the heavy air flow forced out from the bottom of his heart, with some soreness and dull pain.

Ning Qingqing blinked innocently.

She really didn't understand Xie Wuwang's brain circuit.

Why did he cover her mouth and not let her laugh?

What's wrong with this?

His hands are big, with a thin layer of calluses, hot, with his unique taste.

The action is cold and strong. Say you don't let her laugh, don't let her laugh.

Seeing his appearance, Ning Qingqing didn't doubt it at all. One day he suddenly couldn't think about it, he might move his fingers up a bit, block her nose, and suffocate her alive.

Xie Wuwang is an unfathomable and terrifying guy!

One thinks is one.

Seeing her eyes that were obviously starting to lose consciousness, Xie Wuwang's voice was slightly dumb. He put down his hands and said with difficulty: "A Qing, if one day, all directions are stable and the world is peaceful, I will let everything go and go back to you.

Speaking like this, my heart feels like a piercing pain-now that I have seen my life, why bother to say such self-deception?

The throat seemed to be choked with cotton wool.

Ning Qingqing recovered and looked at him wonderingly.

His eyes were so dark that they didn't see the bottom, and at this moment, his eyes were covering her heavily, as if they were of quality.

She raised her hand and shook it in front of him.

"What are you talking about?" She tilted her head strangely, "When did I say that I want you to give up your things?"

Xie Wuwang frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled.

Ning Qingqing dropped the corners of his eyes irreverently and explained to him melancholy: "For example, I like to plant in the soil, but my partner asks me to leave the earth. Of course I will be unhappy. Do not do to others what you don't want. , How can I force you to leave your territory?"

"I mean..." She coughed softly, "My point is, I want a partner who can reproduce... The point is, can, be, multiply, and reproduce!"

Really, she has to speak so bluntly!

Xie Wuwang: "..."

So she believes that the main obstacle between her and him is...

The corners of his eyes twitched twice.

Scene after scene floated in front of her eyes, the woman was charming and pretty, and said seriously that he could not do it.

"..."

Blame him.

"A Qing," he sighed, and held her in his arms, "life is alive, sometimes, you can't be too utilitarian."

Ning Qingqing: "?"

He spoke nonsense solemnly: "As long as the process is pleasant and satisfying, the outcome is not that important."

She blinked innocently.

The corners of Xie Wuwang's lips raised slightly: "A Qing, we are happy together. Have you forgotten those pleasures?"

Ning Qingqing really forgot.

She only has memories, not feelings. There is nothing painful, sweet, and joyful.

He lowered his eyes, put his hand around her shoulder, and led her to the edge of the wooden table.

He frowned slightly: "Do you remember that the tip of this bamboo leaf is bent to the left or right?"

He motioned to her to look at the pillar in front of him.

Ning Qingqing held on to the horizontal rail, gently stroked the texture with his fingers, and thought about it seriously.

Xie Wuwang circled her from behind, putting his hands on the wooden fences on the left and right sides of her casually.

"It's the left, it's this..." Ning Qingqing tilted her head to speak, suddenly realizing something was wrong.

Too close!

He was a long jade body, right behind her, wrapped her arms around her, and trapped her by the wooden fence, without even having room to turn around. That beautiful face covered her next to her, and when she turned her head like this, she almost kissed his side face.

Although there is nothing wrong with the two mushrooms cuddling, she is used to being hugged by him, but the sudden appearance made her feel a little confused.

His voice became much lower, with some magnetic bewitching: "Didn't you find the key? This is that day, the scene reappears."

Ning Qingqing: "...oh."

He smiled lightly and tilted his head slightly: "A Qing, I won't remind you again next. Remember, this is that day. No need to think about it. That day, you were very tired. appearance."

Strange to say, she knew that Xie Wuwang was a despicable rascal, but as long as he spoke softly like this, she would always believe it unconditionally.

She nodded.

She wanted to find the key, of course it would be better to have his cooperation.

He chuckled lightly, withdrew his hand from the handrail, and embraced her.

The chin rested on her shoulder, and the heavy breath brushed her side face one after another.

"A magical disaster broke out in southern Xinjiang." He tweeted impatiently, "It's all bugs."

Ning Qingqing knew that some centipedes, scorpions and poisonous mosquitoes would not be poisoned to death by the devil's poison. Once they were infected with the devil's poison and bite another person or animal, they would infect it.

The lethality is not trivial, even the monks are very easy to get caught.

"Ten days and a half months to return." His fingers clasped her, holding her one by one, carefully, "If I get bitten by a bug, I will..."

She opened her eyes slightly and looked at him sideways.

I saw his eyes suddenly turned crimson, and the extremely gorgeous flame shadows passed by, there were no whites in the eyes, only two long and narrow red flames were left, grabbing people's soul.

This appearance of Xie Wuwang, evil spirits, and unparalleled beauty.

Ning Qingqing couldn't help holding his breath, suddenly forgetting what tonight and what eve.

Like a demon corpse, he suddenly threw her on the big wooden platform.

He bit his teeth and bit down her slender neck.

A dark roar rolled low in his throat.

Ning Qingqing: "!"

The author has something to say: Mushroom: This mushroom is really wild!