The evil king chases his wife: Acacia in a dream is too enchanting

Chapter 42 Waiting
"I, I have something else to do, I'm going back to rest first." Suzaku turned into a ball of red light in an instant, and flew back into Feng Xiyue's body suddenly, deciding to be a quail silently in the corner.

With circles drawn on the toes, Bai Feng silently took out a dark green snake gall, put it gently on the table, and then ran away quickly.

Only Song Feng was left looking at his leaked roof in grief.

"Cough cough." Beiming Liuying coughed, and handed Song Feng the snake gall that Bai Feng put in the teacup, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.The corners of Song Feng's mouth twitched slightly. He had just experienced the "pain of breaking the house." It's okay for the kid to say nothing. Do you want to enslave him so quickly?

Song Feng glanced at Beiming Liuying sadly, but still took the teacup silently, and squatted in a corner to refine medicine.

Beiming Liuying hurried to Feng Xiyue's side, and brought the rattan chair over, but because the rattan chair was far away, it was not harmed.

Feng Xiyue looked up, from her position, through the hole in the roof, she could clearly see the white clouds floating in the blue sky. With a "click", the hole in the roof was a little bigger, and the falling roof just landed on the table, smashing the only remaining wooden table.Beiming Liuying silently lit a piece of wax for Song Feng in her heart.I hope that when he comes back from refining medicine, he won't cry too painfully.Then, Beiming Liuying decisively threw the rattan chair aside, tipped her toes, picked up Feng Xiyue who was still watching the scenery in a daze, and flew out of the house.

Beiming Liuying stopped beside the stone table in the courtyard, Feng Xiyue gave him a vicious look, Beiming Liuying touched his nose, he was used to this matter, every time he hugged his girl, he would definitely Being stared at, the optimistic Beiming Liuying forcibly ignored Feng Xiyue's little move.

Feng Xiyue just stared at him. She seemed to be getting used to this kind of physical contact. Every time she was hugged by Beiming Liuying, she was almost numb. Anyway, being hugged, she would not lose a piece of her body. Meat.

The two sat down on the stone table, and Beiming Liuying took out two exquisite wine glasses from nowhere, and guided them with spiritual power to automatically go to the big wine tank on the other side of the yard to take two glasses of wine.

The two sat quietly under the pear tree, and the pear blossoms on the tree fell one after another, like pieces of snowflakes, slightly separated the distance between the two, and the person opposite was real and hazy.The refreshing aroma of herbs and the rich aroma of wine pour into the nose, making people feel at ease.Closing her eyes, Feng Xiyue felt that strands of aura around her were gathering towards her body, wrapping her layer by layer like a cocoon, but unfortunately she couldn't absorb it due to physical reasons.

On the other side, Beiming Liuying is secretly thinking, such a beautiful day, it is really a good place to talk about love and cultivate feelings, but it is a pity that there is no bright moon in the sky, no flowers on the ground, so you can't toast to the moon, talk about life philosophy, secretly Annoyed, Beiming Liuying secretly made up his mind that when the bright moon was in the sky, he would definitely invite Feng Xiyue out to have a romantic relationship.

Suddenly, a vine stretched out from the medicine garden, and slowly climbed up to the stone table where Feng Xiyue was sitting. The two of them were in deep thought, neither of them noticed.In fact, Beiming Liuying let down his vigilance. After all, he is very familiar with Song Feng's small courtyard. Over the years, there has been no mistake.

The rattan climbed up the stone bench round and round, slowly accumulating strength at the highest point of the stone bench.

(End of this chapter)