After the divorce, I was spoiled by Qing Leng Xianjun

Chapter 97

"...Ying Ning, she is innocent and innocent, and she really has the demeanor of my fox family. Ha, it is wonderful to use Wuxin to be ignorant of wishful thinking."

Lin Feifei was secretly happy for a while, then turned around and began to arrange the stone room again to prepare for the night's action.

"Sending you a sweet dream is worthy of the crimes your father and son committed against me, hehe."

In the air behind her, stood a nine-foot man with the might of a dragon and a tiger and an exquisite girl with a sweet smile.

After finishing it, Lin Feifei decided to roast a little white rabbit to eat again - she was definitely not greedy, she was just training her consciousness to control fire.

Well, there is nothing wrong with that.

Lin Feifei went happily while thinking.

In the middle of the night, the autumn wind is rustling.The heavy snow that fell last night because of Lu Zhijin's breakthrough has disappeared without a trace.

Lin Feifei closed the stone door, blocked the skylight, took out the bronze mirror for dressing from the storage bag, stood it in the corner, and put a bucket of water in front of the mirror.

Then she took out three more white candles, lit one in the southeast corner of the room, lit one behind her, and held the remaining one in her hand.

The whole room was shrouded in darkness, only illuminated by two candles.Lin Feifei sat cross-legged in front of the mirror, looked at her reflection inside and smiled, then lowered her head and blew on the candle, actually pinching a flame spell on it.

The candle in her hand was lit immediately, and so was the one in the mirror, emitting a faint light, making her jade-like face glow with silver.

Lin Feifei slowly closed her eyes, and said softly, "Zhao Xingchi, Zhao Xingchi, Zhao Xingchi..."

Everything in the world became quiet, and Lin Feifei could even hear her own heartbeat clearly.

Of the two phantoms behind her, the petite one slowly got into the bronze mirror, gradually solidified, and finally disappeared into the depths of the mirror.

Fourteen kilometers away, Zhao Xingchi occupies a spacious courtyard in the third peak complex of the Mishan Sect.For a foundation-building cultivator like him who has no talent and no hard work, midnight is naturally a dream time.

While he was in a deep sleep, Zhao Xingchi suddenly felt giggling laughter coming from his ears. The laughter was sweet and melodious, like a lark singing, or a thrush singing.

Zhao Xingchi slowly opened his eyes, but saw a thin girl sitting on the tree outside the window with his back facing him.

He was attracted to the window without knowing it: "Hu Jin?"

Ying Ning looked back and smiled when she heard the sound, her eyes were shining like stars in the sky, her dimples were as intoxicating as fine wine, and there was a red plum that was about to drip between her white teeth, making it hard to move her eyes away.

"Hee hee hee……"

Her laughter seemed to fall on his heart, making him giggle involuntarily.

Ying Ning jumped off the branch like an elf, laughed and left, leaving only a red plum on the ground.

Zhao Xingchi hurriedly jumped out of the window, but where could he find the beautiful woman?

He couldn't help being lost, and bent over to pick up the plum blossom in a sense of loss, put it under his nose and sniffed it, what he smelled was not the fragrance of plum blossom, but a ray of smile left by the beautiful woman.

"Junior Sister Hu..."

In fact, Ying Ning and Lin Feifei's former Hu Jin are not at all alike, but they have a lot in common, such as love to laugh and innocence.Under such a moonlight, only these similarities are enough to make people unable to tell the truth from the fake.

Zhao Xingchi went back to the house unhappily holding the flowers, climbed onto the bed, put the red plums on the bedside, and fell asleep again.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Xingchi woke up and was busy looking for Hongmei by the bedside. The moment he saw Hongmei, he murmured: "So it wasn't me dreaming, it was really Junior Sister Hu..."

For several days, Zhao Xingchi didn't think about food and drink, and described himself as thin. His mother Liu Tunan noticed his strangeness and asked him what was wrong, but he remained silent.

At midnight on the seventh day, Zhao Xingchi heard the laughter that day and night thought again, opened his eyes suddenly, rushed to the window and jumped out, came under the tree, raised his head and shouted: "Junior Sister Hu, don't go! "

Ying Ning was still sitting on the branch, laughing nonstop, when she heard movement under the tree, she couldn't help lowering her head.

The four eyes met each other, one was naive and ignorant, and the other had already thought of pillows from jade feet in an instant, and then thought of upside down Luan Fengfeng.

Ying Ning couldn't stop laughing, the tree trembled, and Zhao Xingchi opened his arms in a panic and shouted, "Don't laugh, don't laugh, you may fall down."

Ying Ning suddenly jumped up, Zhao Xingchi hurriedly took a step forward to pick her up, but both of them fell to the ground, Zhao Xingchi was on the bottom, Ying Ning was on top, their eyes met again, the former had a dry mouth and heartbeat like a drum, while the latter's pulse was unsteady. language.

After a while, Ying Ningsu put his hands on his chest and got up, his laughter was as clear as a silver bell.

Zhao Xingchi sat side by side with her on the ground, and when her laughter gradually died down, he took out a red plum from his bosom and handed it to Yingning.

Ying Ning looked at him with big eyes without blinking, as if asking: "Why are you hiding when you're dry?"

Zhao Xingchi said embarrassingly: "This was left behind when Junior Sister Hu left last time. I picked it up and kept it close to me day and night."

Ying Ning frowned, then laughed again, dragging Zhao Xingchi to chase and play under the watery moonlight, dancing with Luo Ying.

Jumping and laughing, he jumped into the sky again, Zhao Xingchi only had time to turn around, and he couldn't find her anymore, he couldn't help being anxious: "Junior Sister Hu? Junior Sister Hu! Where are you, Junior Sister Hu?"

"what--"

Zhao Xingchi suddenly sat up from the bed, looked around, only to realize that it was just a dream.

He got out of bed with bare feet, and rushed to the window. The courtyard was clearly full of sly figures. How could it be a dream?
He reached out to fetch the red plum from his bosom, but it was empty, his face turned pale in a hurry, after a lot of rummaging, he finally found the plum blossom that had been trampled into the mud under the tree in front of the window.

However, seeing this scene, Zhao Xingchi was not angry but happy, and excitedly clapped his hands: "I knew this was not a dream! She really came here!"

After speaking, he looked at the branches and burst into tears, and murmured, "When is the next time I see you?"

He is now over thirty years old, and has had skin-to-skin relationships with several nuns since he was a teenager, but no one has ever given him such a lovesick feeling.

Those vulgar fans in the past were just distracted, but this one is really distracted.

When he went out, he seemed to see that innocent smiling face in every flower and tree.

It's really a lotus like a face and a willow like an eyebrow, why don't you cry about it.

Ten days later at night, Zhao Xingchi opened his eyes and counted the flowers on the branches outside the window. A total of 42 flowers bloomed, and two of them were about to wither.

In the midst of despondency, that lingering figure suddenly leaned out from the window, smiling like a spring breeze blowing into his heart.

Zhao Xingchi jumped off the bed, staggered to the window, grabbed Ying Ning's hands, and said, "Junior Sister Hu, don't go, I don't go, marry me, okay? I'll give you everything you want."

(End of this chapter)