my fairy fiancee

Chapter 300 Quit smoking and her ([-])
Wen Ya stared at Zhao Yi's last second white paper stick in a daze: "What do you want fire for?"

"smokes."

"don't know."

"If you don't understand, light a flame for me so that you can understand." Zhao Yi said.

"Whoo~"

Wen Ya stretched out her hand, and a ball of flames ignited in her hand. Zhao Yi immediately leaned over, dipped the cigarette tail in the fire, took two sharp puffs, and then sat back down.

Wen Ya extinguished the fire in her hand, looked at the white smoke from Zhao Yi's mouth, and was stunned again: "Is this called smoking?"

"Otherwise what do you think?"

"Hmph, of course I don't understand things that are behind the world."

Zhao Yi ignored her and quietly smoked the cigarette in his hand.

The wind is a bit strong, the smoke is very fast, and he is also very fast, each time it is deep into the lungs and lightly exits.Before he knew it, he raised his legs and narrowed his eyes, as if he was enjoying it.

When the cigarette was burnt out, Zhao Yi looked around and didn't know where to throw the cigarette butt, so he stuck it at the bottom of the blue crystal. Looking at the cigarette butt, he suddenly realized that he could actually leave something behind.

—Although it was just left behind casually.

"I've decided." Zhao Yi said.

"What?" Wen Ya looked at him in confusion.

"Sing a song."

"I don't want to hear it, it must be ugly."

"If you don't want to hear it, just plug your ears."

As he spoke, Zhao Yi began to flip through the songs he had practiced in his mind.

"Just Twelve."

"Ugh..."

Wen Ya immediately covered her ears.

The wind is blowing, blowing his short black hair, the moonlight is shining, shining on the back of him sitting on the edge of the top, lonely...

"You are the hot wave of September summer."

His fingers lightly collided with the blue crystal that he was sitting on, as if making a musical note.

"..."

Wen Ya looked at his slightly swaying back, it was too lonely, she decided to listen, and gradually put her hands down from her ears.

"You are the longing for the sudden heavy rain
You are a big dream flying over mountains and rivers

You are the side of the road covered with snow all night

You are the young beauty of the southern hemisphere..."

After singing a few lyrics, Wen Ya was a little surprised. This kind of music was very unfamiliar to her, but it was undeniable that she felt it sounded good.

Especially Zhao Yi's deep and lonely voice, without other voices, only accompanied by the wind at night, the whole song looks even more lonely and sad.

"You are the wings through the floor-to-ceiling windows
You are the fragrance of the bright sun in the small town

You are powerless to resist the magnetic field that keeps chasing
You are the direction of the sunset in the evening

......"

The wind is still blowing, blowing his short black hair, and the moonlight is still shining, illuminating his lonely back.

"Does it sound good?" Zhao Yi asked without looking back.

Only then did Wen Ya break free from the sad environment of the singing, and pretended to be bored and said: "It's... not bad."

"Borrow another fire." Zhao Yi took out another cigarette from his pocket.

"No." Wen Ya turned her head and said.

"..."

Zhao Yi shook the cigarette in his hand and held it in his mouth helplessly.

Time passed by little by little, and it would be the fourth day in half an hour. Zhao Yi was still blowing the cold wind here, with a cigarette in his mouth, closed his eyes, and was very quiet.

He doesn't think about anything, this is the most comfortable state for him.

"Whoo~"

Suddenly Zhao Yi felt something light up in front of him, he opened his eyes, and found that Wen Ya finally lit him up.

"Smoking less." Wen Ya said.

"..."

Zhao Yi was stunned suddenly, and smiled in agreement. At this moment, he was a little moved.

"It's too smoky." Wen Ya continued.

Zhao Yi shook his head helplessly: "Okay, the last one."

After speaking, she started to twitch again, Wen Ya covered her nose and frowned.

"You are the three girls who persuaded me to smoke less." Zhao Yi said with a puff of smoke.

"Girl? I'm much older than you, so it's not your name to call a girl." Wen Ya rolled her eyes.

"Ok."

"By the way, who are the first and second?"

"The first one is my girlfriend, and the second one is the Dai family."

"Girlfriend? And a woman with the surname?"

"..."

Zhao Yi ignored her and looked at the cigarette in his hand.

Only Yu Xi didn't persuade him, but the ridiculous thing is that the smoke was caused by her again.

"General Lotus?"

Just as Zhao Yi was smoking a cigarette, he suddenly heard Wen Ya shout from behind him.

Zhao Yi turned his head slightly, and saw Lianhua in a black dress standing behind him, but then he turned his head again and continued to smoke.

"My lord empress saved your life." Lianhua looked at Zhao Yi and said.

"Yeah." Zhao Yi nodded.

"You can repay her."

"..." Zhao Yi was silent.

"Do you think that you also saved the life of the empress, so you owe her nothing?"

"..."

"Don't forget, she is the one who taught you how to cultivate and make you shine in the Milky Way."

"..."

Zhao Yi has nothing to say about this point. If it is said that saving lives is not indebted, then she will teach him cultivation and give him glory so that he can protect and love many times...

Well, owe her that.

"What do you need me to do?" Zhao Yi asked.

"When the empress needs you to do something, just promise."

"Does this mean everything is settled..."

"Don't you think it shouldn't be settled?"

"Okay... she gave it to me, and I will give it back to her."

The smoke burned his fingers, and Zhao Yi looked at the distant sky, holding the cigarette butt in his palm, without spiritual protection, and his skin was burned.

Wen Ya looked at his tightly clenched fists and wanted to go up to persuade him, but she looked at Lianhua again, and then she didn't speak.

Of course, Lianhua also saw his tightly clenched fist and trembled a little. She turned her face indifferently and left directly.

The grief and indignation of the weak is always dispensable.

After Lian Hua left, Wen Ya went up and asked, "Hey, are you okay..."

"Why do you care about me?" Zhao Yi asked her without turning around.

"You're not a bad person, so what if you take care of yourself when you get hurt?"

"Even if I'm not a bad person, you don't regard me as a good person."

"..." Wen Ya.

Zhao Yi stood up slowly, put the clenched cigarette butt in his hand into the cigarette case, and then put the whole pack of cigarettes under the blue crystal.

After doing this little trick, he started to turn his head away.

Wen Ya looked at the pack of cigarettes he put under the crystal for a moment, then said, "Aren't you going to smoke?"

"Stop doing."

"..."

From the moment she starts smoking, from the moment she quits smoking, this whole pack of cigarettes will stay here, and together with her, quit here forever.

Looking at his appearance, Wen Ya suddenly felt that he was very mature...

Obviously, he is much younger than himself in age.

Wen Ya went to Blue Crystal and wanted to burn his cigarette butt and the whole pack of cigarettes, after all, it was too unsightly to have such things in the clean and beautiful palace.

But she took a look at the way Zhao Yi left with his trouser pockets in his trouser pockets, and then withdrew his outstretched hand, and followed Zhao Yi to leave.

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　　Everyone should have heard of "Twelve", right?

　　There is another update, all the ones added last night and today will be posted.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)