Concubine cat, she is beautiful

Chapter 92 Your Heart

Taking Ruan Mianmian all the way to the devil world... Ruan Mianmian hated herself for being taken away but had no ability to resist at all.

"What month is it in the world?" Ruan Mianmian felt a little dizzy. In the past, in the 21st century, she would feel dizzy every July. She didn't know why.

But now, it must be July in the world.

"July." Shi Shengmo stretched out his plain hand to pinch and counted, and said calmly.

Ruan Mianmian nodded, she also guessed that it must be July in the world.

Want to come to her favorite book of poetry in the 21st century. July.Faintly said back:

"In July, the fire flows, and in September, clothes are given. On the first day, hair is cut, and on the second day, chestnuts are strong. Without clothes and brown, how can you die? On the third day, you will be on the scorpion, and on the fourth day, you will lift your toes. Like my wife, you will be there. Nan Mu. Tian Yu is very happy.

Fire flows in July, and clothes are granted in September.In the spring day, there is Yang, and there is Ming Canggeng.The woman holds the basket, obeys the other, and seeks the soft mulberry.The spring day is late, and Qi Qi is picked.The woman's heart is sad, and she will return with the son.

There is fire in July, and reeds in August.Silkworm moon strips mulberry, take that axe.To cut far and wide, Yi Bi Nu Sang.In July, there is a song, and in August, results are recorded.Zai Xuan Zai Huang, I Zhu Kongyang, I am the son of the son.

In April, it shows off, and in May, it sings.It was harvested in August, and it died in October.One day, he took the raccoon dog and took that fox as the son Qiu.The two days are the same, and they contain martial arts.Talk about private money, and offer money to the public.

In May, katydids move stocks, and in June, Shaji vibrates.July is in the wild, August is in the sky, September is in the house, and October is when crickets come under my bed.The dome chokes the smoked mouse and stuffs it into the door.Sigh my wife, said to change the year, enter this room.

In June, food depression and azulene, in July, henkui and bean.Jujubes are peeled in August, and rice is harvested in October.For this spring wine, to Jiemei Shou.Eat melons in July, break pots in August, and pick tea and firewood in September.Eat me farmer.

In September, field gardens are built, and in October, crops are harvested.Millet is heavy millet, hemp, soybean and wheat.Sigh, I am a farmer, my crops are the same, and I will work in the palace.In the daytime, you are in Mao, and in the evening, you are in Suoyu, and you are eager to take a house, and you start to sow a hundred grains.

On the second day, the ice was cut and rushed, and on the third day, it was received in Lingyin.On the fourth day, the fleas sacrificed lambs and leeks.Suppressing frost in September, washing field in October.Friends enjoy wine, say to kill the lamb, and enter the court.Calling him a gong: Longevity is boundless! "

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"What are you mumbling about?"

After a long time, after Ruan Mianmian finished reading, Shi Shengmo was silent for a moment, then frowned and asked.

"You care about me?" Ruan Mianmian rolled her eyes at Shi Shengmo, "When will you send me back?"

"Of course I won't give back what I got."

"You're the thing, hurry up, when the time comes, the Immortal Venerable will beat you up and you won't be able to find anything." Ruan Mianmian really didn't like Shi Shengmo at all.

Even if he has eight pack abs!

Even if he looks monstrous!
Ruan Mianmian also has no affection for him at all.

Abducting her into the devil world at every turn, who knows if he is good or bad?
Shi Shengmo's face darkened, he never liked others to compare him with Emperor Bai Xianzun, but he rolled his eyes at Ruan Mianmian, took a deep breath and said, "I just want to ask you to borrow something, and you can borrow it immediately." go back."

"what?"

"your heart."

"roll!"

Ruan Mianmian exhaled cold air from her nose, "Why don't you go to heaven if you are so capable? Why are you trying to excuse me?"

If this sentence was placed in the 21st century, Ruan Mianmian would still think it was a sentence of love.But this is not the 21st century, this is the world of fairy tales!

In a world where the weak prey on the strong, Ruan Mianmian has to be vigilant about everything around her.

(End of this chapter)