chapter 27

The beauty is touching, and Yu Bailu, who was embraced by Leng Rong, couldn't help but praise: "You are so beautiful!"

Leng Rong, with sparkling eyes, stretched out his hand unconsciously, rubbing his thumb against Bai Lu's lips.

Yu Bailu, who suddenly came back from the beauty and confusion, stared wide-eyed, feeling as if someone had ignited fire after fire on her lips, almost burning her whole body.

"What are you doing?"

She slapped Leng Rong's hand away, and Leng Rong was slightly stunned by the pain in his hand.

"You got something on your mouth."

Yu Bailu rubbed the back of his hand on his lips that were about to burn a few times, and stood up abruptly.

"Well, it's getting late that day. Well, I'm a little drunk. I'll go back to sleep first, and you go to bed too! Don't drink any more, and be careful not to fall off the roof when you're drunk."

Some incoherently escaped from the egret, staggered off the roof like a bat that just learned to fly, plunged into the house with messy footsteps, and threw itself on the bed, with red ears like two peppers hanging down, Fingers touch the hot lips.

Beauty misleads others, it's okay for a while, but she was molested!
On the roof, covered by the hazy moonlight, Leng Rong rubbed his hot thumb.

Just now, there was nothing on Yu Bailu's lips.

He just.
just
Can't help it!

Ever since he became a mortal without magic power, his hands and heart have been out of control.

It seemed that what he was thinking right now should not be how to stay by her side, but how to restore mana.

Otherwise, because of the emotional collapse of mortals, he may not be able to repair it in the future.

In Xianlong Town, someone with willow eyes and plum cheeks is excited;
In Tianjian Mountain, there are people who are alone with deep worries and no good dreams!
Yan Huanian sat alone in front of the bed, the moon was full and it was difficult for people to be round; Tang Xiaozhen touched the coat on the table, feeling anxious and hesitant.

The morning rain is light and the dust is light, and the green willow is new.

The steamer in the cool street is filled with mist, and the smell of white and fat steamed buns is tangy; the squire in bright official clothes is chasing the robber, and his clothes are flying like swallows on his cloud boots, majestic; Cha Xiaoer splashed himself all over, and gouged out the storyteller's eyes.

The early bird pecked at the bugs, and the early Ding Wei set up a stall.

Ding Wei, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly went dark, and the sun was blocked by You Dao'er's figure.

So it's a guest, the opening is auspicious, Ding Wei hurriedly raised his smile, but met Tang Xiaocha's eyes who bent down.

The distance was too close, the tip of their nose almost collided with the tip of their nose, both of them were taken aback.

Ding Wei, whose legs were weak, fell to the ground, and Tang Xiaocha, who was touching her nose, straightened up, but soon she squatted down again, and reached out to poke the tumbler on the booth.

The tumbler did not sway on its side, but bounced up suddenly, which startled Tang Xiaocha.

"Hahaha, this is so interesting."

There are many ingenious and exquisite gadgets displayed on the stalls on the ground.

Tang Xiaocha fiddled with this and poked that, having a great time!

"Don't touch it if you don't buy it. If you break it, you will have to pay for it."

Ding Wei's suddenly indifferent attitude made Tang Xiaocha purse his mouth, and stretched out his hand angrily, "I bought all of these."

Raising his eyelids to look at Tang Xiaocha, Ding Wei wrapped the things Tang Xiaocha gestured with furoshiki: "Ten taels of silver."

"So expensive?"

"What's the point if you don't have money!"

Ding Wei withdrew his hand, spread out the burden again, and began to take those small things out.

"Whoever said I can't afford it, I'll give you the money."

Tang Xiaocha threw the money on the stall, tied up the fur skin and held it in his hands, and continued to fiddle with other things on the stall.

Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaocha really wanted to buy it, Ding Wei stared at Tang Xiaocha: "Your money is cleared, don't you regret it?"

"I love these little gadgets, it's fun."

Ding Wei liked to play with clever things since he was a child. His father thought that he would be a carpenter when he grew up. Although he didn't stop him from this hobby, he was not optimistic about it.

Later, he sold the skills he had made, but the result was either too expensive or useless.

So far, except for senior sister Yu Bailu, no one has ever expressed their liking for the ingenious things he made.

Ding Wei silently grabbed the silver: "Is the injury on your leg healed?"

The thorn scratches on Tang Xiaocha's legs had all scabbed over, and there was no problem after applying the golden sore ointment that would not leave scars.

"Thank you for saving me that day and carrying me down the mountain. Oh, by the way, I have washed your clothes and returned them to you."

The reason she came to look for Ding Wei this time was to thank him in person and return his clothes by the way.

Ding Wei, who collected the clothes, said that he didn't need to wash them specially, he could wash them himself.

Tang Xiaocha said that of course the borrowed clothes must be washed and returned, which is basic etiquette.

After saying this, the two fell into a strange silence.

Ding Wei lowered his head and tidied up the booth; Tang Xiaocha poked at the innocent tricks on the booth, but accidentally triggered the mechanism of the tin frog, spewing out a ball of fire, which almost burned her hair off.

Tang Xiaocha, who was startled, stared into copper bells, and Ding Wei, who was also startled, stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"Pfft", Ding Wei laughed, and Tang Xiaocha touched his scorched eyebrows in embarrassment.

"Are you so reckless?"

Ding Wei raised his hand and wiped Tang Xiaocha's blackened face with his sleeve.

With a hot face, Tang Xiaocha's cheeks flushed, a pair of almond eyes peeked at Ding Wei embarrassedly, and the summer wind wrapped in the fragrance of flowers brushed their hair ambiguously.

Ding Wei, who was too intimate consciously, withdrew his hand abruptly, picked up the iron frog that caused trouble and handed it to Tang Xiaocha in embarrassment.

"Give it to you as an apology."

Tang Xiaocha had already bought a lot of gadgets, but he still couldn't put it down, took the jumping and fire-breathing tin frog, and played with it with a smile.

"Your hands are really skillful. I feel that it should be no problem to make those moving puppets."

Tang Xiaocha's eyes lit up before he could speak, and he suggested to Ding Wei excitedly: "How about you go learn the organ puppet technique? Your cultivation aptitude is average, and it is difficult to improve your cultivation and spells. It is better to learn from each other's strengths and use puppets to fight. In this way, it may be possible to be admitted to the Yamen faster and become a listed demon hunter."

Ding Wei, who was a little bit complacent when he heard Tang Xiaocha praised his dexterity at first, felt flattered.In the end, he heard Tang Xiaocha talking endlessly about his poor cultivation qualifications and asked him to use some heretical fighting methods, and his complexion turned from white to blue and then black.

Waving Tang Xiaocha's dexterous hand away as if chasing flies away, Ding Wei rolled up the stall, packed it up, got up and left.

Tang Xiaocha suddenly became angry with Ding Wei for some reason, hurriedly got up and caught up with him, grabbing him.

"what happened to you?"

"Are the immortal masters of Tianjian Mountain really amazing?"

"Did I say something wrong?"

"Who do you think you are, why do you dictate my practice? It's none of your business whether I become a demon hunter or not?"

The kind-hearted Tang Xiaocha was offended by Ding Wei who always got angry suddenly, and his tone was not kind: "Why, did I step on your pain?"

(End of this chapter)

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