C65

My taste is not bad too.

Gu Changge spat out the sour plum in her mouth, picked up the sword manual and rushed back to her room.

In her entire life, she had never been so intimate with anyone. Of course, back then when Xiao Ziyang had helped her circulate her energy, it wasn't really anything.

Even if she was ignorant, it did not mean that she did not understand the meaning behind it. This type of game was referred to as' kiss' in Gu Yinfeng's mouth, and all the men and women on Gu Yinfeng's stage would kiss when their emotions were so deep. Gu Yinfeng had said that kissing was something only a passionate man and woman or husband could do.

Husband and wife... Could it be that Bai Ze wanted to marry her?

When she thought here, she directly buried herself in the blanket and didn't even cook dinner. Poor Daoist Master Xuanqi had eaten three meals a day for the past three years, and he was always in a panic from not being hungry at all times. Although as an immortal, he could enjoy his meals and drink some dew, but he still felt like he was missing something in his heart.

Bai Ze was in a good mood after getting intimate with his. He had wanted to do this for a long time, but he didn't have the chance.

However, this little girl was a little too unfamiliar. If she could only respond to him, then perhaps it wouldn't be as good as that plum. Then, she picked up the plum from the plate and threw it into her mouth.

To think that there would be something so sour in this world, what a wonder!

However, girls liked to eat such sour food. It was even more so of the oddities!

Gu Changge didn't want to go out even on the second day, so she was worried that she would feel awkward if she bumped into someone outside.

But it was impossible to not go out, and when she heard rustling sounds coming from outside the window, she hurriedly opened the window. She just so happened to see Bai Ze holding a kite in his hand, and the kite was flapping its wings in an attempt to struggle free from his grasp.

When Chang Ge saw this, he hurriedly shouted out: "What are you doing!?" Give me the letter.

Bai Ze's handsome eyebrows carried a hint of a smile. His fingers relaxed, and the kite flew straight to Chang Ge's hand.

Isn't it just a letter? It's not like I won't give it to you. Bai Ze seemed to have forgotten what happened yesterday, as he leisurely walked away with his hands behind his back.

Chang Ge was a bit vexed. Could it be that other people didn't take the matter to heart at all, but she really did wake up?

Opening the paper kite, she saw that her family members had written a letter for her. In the letter, her father told her that everything in the house was so good that she did not have to worry, and he had finally fallen for a girl who was untalented, Gu Yinfeng. She did not know when this brat would be enlightened, and it would be good news for her.

When Changge first came to the island, she had already learned to pass down a letter from a kite. A little kite that was infused with spiritual energy could fly across the sea without fear of a violent storm.

At first, she only wanted to write a letter home to report her safety, but after a while, she received a reply from her family. It turned out that her father was very surprised when he received her letter.

Chang Ge placed the letter inside the wooden box and stored it properly. Then, she sat at her desk and picked up a brush. The tip of the brush paused on the snow-white paper, and a drop of black ink fell onto the paper.

Immortal Lord.

He turned his head and thought for a while before writing again. The pear blossomed again and the swallow returned. When will we meet again?

The first letter that she had written ever since she had learned how to write the kite novel was for Xiao Ziyang. At that time, she wrote in her letter that she would one day stand by his side and definitely not disgrace her identity as Xiao Ziyang.

She did not question why she had been abandoned at the shore of the East Sea, nor did she pray for the white robed, picturesque immortal to come back and bring her away. She only quietly expressed her thoughts.

However, she didn't send this letter to Sunset Peak, she only said to the kite, "Go, fly until you're tired, then stop."

At the same time, her present letter was sent to an unknown place. Maybe the letter would sink into the ocean, be torn apart by the wind, or be picked up by someone who was unaware.

After releasing the kite and seeing that it was already late in the morning outside, he felt a little hungry.

Just as he stepped out of the door, he heard Daoist Master Xuanqi shout like a pig being butchered in the front yard: "This is the last pot, the last pot!" Little girl Gu has been cultivating for the past few days without producing any wine. This last jar is something I absolutely cannot give you! Bring it to this old man!

Old fellow! Do not think I do not know that you have secretly buried dozens of jars under the tree!

Then why don't you just dig up those dozens of jars and argue with me? Go on!

Spiritual Master Xuanqi was burning with anger and wanted to send him off. Bai Ze had never had a sense of respect for his elders and children before, so he was naturally unwilling to give up.

Don't think that I don't know that you brewed all those jars yourself. Except for you, I can't bear it! This wine is mine!

I'm going to rebel, the little guy from Heavenly Sovereign is going to rebel! Adept Xuanqi called out in a loud voice.

She slowly walked over, looking at the ancient Divine Beast and the Great Luo Golden Immortal. They were fighting like children just for the sake of a jar of wine.

The woman's clear voice had a hint of laziness in it as she said, "The sunlight today is really not bad."

Neither of them was willing to let go of the other. They answered with great tacit understanding, "Yes, it is indeed not bad."

It was a good weather for making wine.

The two of them raised their heads at the same time and looked at Gu Changge fawningly.

Gu girl, are you going to brew wine today?

I've been drinking sparingly recently, so if I want to brew more today, I'll make more!

Gu Changge shrugged her shoulders and looked at the two of them: A normal person would not be able to drink as much water as the two of you, what use is there if I brew more like this?

The two sunk into silence, as if they were communicating using their eyes.

Chang Ge wasn't in a hurry. He stood on his tiptoes and waited for the two to give her an answer.

Neither of them were stupid. Since they had a grandson, one of them was too lazy to brew the wine. The other one was refusing to drink the wine once he found out that there was some unknown flavor in the old man's wine.

Right now, the two of them practically lived off the wine brewed by Longsong Stronghold. One of them usually slept soundly for three days while the other was usually sober for a thousand cups.

If Chang Ge really stopped maturing, then it would be a fate worse than death. At present, it was best to curry favor with her.

The duo nodded their heads solemnly. In this way, they could be considered to have reached an agreement.

Good! "Little girl Gu, you can go ahead and brew. This old man will promise you that you won't get drunk anymore!"

Chang Ge stood with his hands on his hips and criticized ferociously: Grandpa! [I can't do it without getting drunk. I can only drink half a jar a day!]

The old man lowered his head in shame. Hearing Zhang Ge's criticism, the other man immediately sneered, "I'm not an alcoholic, I promise you, I'll only drink half a jar every day."

Hmph, I believe what this drunkard said!

Longsong glanced at him coldly and said, Then from today onwards, I will only drink half a jar.