My practice with the fairy

Chapter 135
At night, it began to rain patter outside.

Jing Yue always felt that he was in a dark lake.

He paddled a flat boat, not knowing the direction, and only felt the endless silence and desolation.

Ahead, there gradually appeared a little more flickering flames, like an island.

He couldn't help rowing faster.

In the dark waters, he always felt that something was following him, so he really wanted to leave the waters.

With a crash, the boat docked, and Jing Yue boarded it.

He walked along a bluestone road, and soon found a house there.

The light of the fire came from the house.

The light made him feel cozy and warm, and he walked in involuntarily.

There are lanterns hanging at intervals in this house. Although they are not bright, they are quite reassuring.

Jing Yue even felt a sense of familiarity.

He walked along the lantern and found a small building at the end.

This small building is indescribably familiar, but he still can't remember where he saw it.

So he went in.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, with wooden tables, wooden beds, and a stream and flowering trees outside the window.

The flowers and trees are swaying with the wind, and the falling petals are colorful, as if welcoming him.

At this moment, Jing Yue remembered where this place was.

This is the room where the eldest lady lived before.

At this moment, there was only a bang, and the door closed.

As soon as Jing Yue turned around, he saw the eldest lady standing there.

The moment he was overjoyed, his fine hair stood on end.

She is still so beautiful and moving, but she is no longer sweet and lovely, but a bit icy.

Suddenly, she looked at him and asked, "Aduan, why don't you want me anymore?"

"Why do you always give up?"

"Have you fallen in love with another woman?"

She walked over step by step, with a look of madness in her eyes, Jing Yue even saw the cold light in her sleeves.

He backed up step by step, and quickly said: "I didn't, I didn't give up, and I didn't fall in love with other women."

Jing Yue felt that the eldest lady seemed to be possessed by a demon, because her voice seemed to be full of madness, but also a sense of alienation and desolation.

At this time, his back was already pressed against the wall, and the eldest lady was already approaching.

"I only like you one." Jing Yue hastily lied sincerely.

Hearing this, the eldest lady burst into tears, the scissors in her hand fell to the ground, and hugged him tightly.

"Aduan, you really didn't lie to me."

"I like you so much."

Just when Jing Yue thought he had fooled around and felt the warm bosom of the young lady, the young lady suddenly said coldly - "But who is she?".

Jing Yue couldn't help but turned his head to look, only to feel a chill rising from the soles of his feet and rushing straight to his mind.

Outside the window sill, the saint girl was holding a spear in her hand, looking at herself coldly.

"Scumbag, you have lied to me so hard!"

The next moment, a cold light came first, and then Jing Yue suddenly woke up from his dream.

After that, he let out a long breath and found that his back was wet with cold sweat.

"It's a dream, it's a dream."

Jing Yue wiped the fine sweat off his face, just about to take a sip of water, he suddenly froze there.

On the window paper, there is a shadow of a person.

The shadow of a woman.

The woman was standing under the banana tree outside the window, leaning against the window, as if looking at him.

At this moment, Jing Yue only felt that his scalp was numb.

Because he felt that the shadow was both a young lady and a saint.

She just stood outside, looking at him like this for an unknown how long.

Although there was only a dim shadow, he knew that the other party was crying.

The next moment, the window was suddenly pushed open!

Jing Yue woke up panting again.

Serial dream?
He couldn't help looking at the window, there was only the shadow of the banana tree, and there was no one there.

Oh my god, I was almost scared to pee by a dream.

The saint girl and the eldest lady are both reasonable people, and they agree with him, so how could they kill him so easily.

However, dreams are all projections of his own thoughts. In the dream, the words of the saint girl, "Scumbag, you have deceived me so hard!" hit the soul directly, making him feel guilty for a while.

Is online dating considered scum?

He felt that even if he was a bit of a scumbag, he was sincere and at least forgivable, but the eldest lady and the saint girl in the dream didn't seem to forgive.

Fortunately, it was just a dream, and he didn't expose it. As long as the eldest lady and the saint girl don't know each other, then his Jingyue is pure and pure, not a scumbag.

To be honest, Jing Yue was really taken aback by the hatchet dream last night. Until now, he listened to all directions and watched all directions, for fear of being hacked to death by someone as a scumbag.

So he decided to find something to suppress the shock.

"System, enter."

After spinning around for a while, Jing Yue came to the room full of all kinds of utensils again.

woo woo woo.
A bronze mirror blowing hot air was oncoming, and the wet hair was slightly hot.

Jing Yue looked down instinctively, but he didn't see the impressive leather pants, but a pair of gleaming white legs, and a bottomless ravine.

This time I made a breakthrough and saw an extra ditch!

"and many more!"

As soon as the voice in his consciousness emerged, Jing Yue said loudly.

"Listen to me, I didn't mean any harm, it was just an accident."

"I don't like this accident, so you give me
Before the woman could say "Get out!", Jing Yue suddenly asked, "Is this a hair dryer?"

As he spoke, he waved the mirror with his hand, blowing the bangs on his forehead a little fluffy.

Only then did he see his face in the mirror clearly.

It was a pink and beautiful oval face, with bright and pure eyes, but shaped like peach blossoms, pure and attractive.

It can be said that this is a standard sweet girl face.

"Hairdryer?" The woman's voice sounded confused.

"That's right, I blow-dried my hair after taking a bath." While talking, Jing Yue skillfully stroked his hair to let it dry.

"This title is okay." The girl thought about it.

Immediately afterwards, Jing Yue saw a delicate little leather boot.

"If you can guess what this boot is for, I won't let you go for a while." The girl's voice sounded again.

Jing Yue glanced at those boots and said, "I guess it's also a hair dryer?"

The girl was surprised and said, "You guessed it right."

At this time, Jing Yue touched the button on the side of the boot and twisted it.

Ever since, there was a new hot wind blowing from the boots, continuing to blow the girl's full head of hair.

He divided it with his hands, and directly divided it into a very temperamental middle parting style.

Well, sweet girls are also very suitable for this temperament hairstyle.

Obviously, the girl was attracted by his skillful blow-drying and combing skills.

You know, Jing Yue has practiced with the saint girl and the eldest lady. After all, he likes to style beautiful women and then appreciate himself.

Taking this opportunity, Jing Yue looked at the various utensils on the big table in front of him, and secretly wondered: "As expected, the binding partner this time should be a sweet girl inventor?"

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