Chapter 857： Angry, was remembered

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At this point, the people in Zhuangzi were fainting after smelling the scent. The flower demon of the caster might not have thought that some people would avoid this scent, and they would not pay attention to it again, so Meng Ziyi could be said to be unimpeded on this road. .

In order to prevent the small painting from dragging his hind legs, he almost smashed the person. In the end, he simply took hold of her soft waist, and turned the wall and flew.

Nguyen stretched his hand and grabbed his neck, smiling at his eyebrows.

Waiting for the chrysanthemum pavilion to be slightly closer, Nanxun looked up and found that there was actually a woman in the pavilion.

The figure of a man and a woman was projected on the gauze and was magnified several times. The two seemed to be drinking and laughing.

"Master, that flower demon is really coming!"

"Ok."

Meng Ziyi stepped over to the stone steps and was already flying.

"Master, can't be close, will be discovered, I still want to listen to the corner." Nan Yan reminded.

"Nothing, the flower demon has a barrier, the sound outside the barrier is not heard, and she can't hear the sound outside the pavilion."

When Nanxun heard this, he was happy. "When I lost to the master for so long, how did you tell me?"

Meng Ziyi’s mouth curled slightly and said: “Which knocking drums to listen to the corner?”

"Hey, the master said that it is very secret to listen to the corner of the wall. However, if we can't hear the sound in the pavilion, how can we listen to the corner?"

"I have my own way."

Meng Ziyi took her to the stone steps two feet away from the pavilion. Just stopped, he released the arm in the woman's waist.

Nanxun coughed and slammed his hand and squatted beside him.

"Master, we are so close now, but I can't hear anything. The barrier is really powerful. What is the method that the master said? I can't help me to listen to the corner."

Meng Ziyi heard the little excitement in her words and shook her head slightly, seemingly helpless. "You come with your ears."

Nanxun quickly rushed to the ear, not wanting him to raise his hand and touch his earlobe.

Some rough fingertips touched the crystallized earlobe, causing the woman to subconsciously shrink, but did not retreat, just surprised: "Master, what?"

Meng Ziyi did not speak, and the **** were close together, and a character was drawn directly at her earlobe.

When the character was completed, Nanxun immediately heard the sound in the pavilion.

Nan Yan’s eyes are bright, “Master, I heard it! The master is really amazing!”

"No talk."

Nanxun nodded. "If the flower is evil, the master will rush into the demon. If the demon is not harmful, we will spare her."

After Meng Ziyi paused, he raised her hand and touched her head, gently rubbing her hair, and then snorted.

At this time, the chrysanthemum demon in the pavilion is drinking more poetry in the same party, and the atmosphere is good.

Nanxun listened for a long time, Nahan said: "Master, I did not expect this flower demon quite literary."

Meng Ziyi did not respond, he did not care much about this flower demon, he only cares whether this demon is harmful.

In the pavilion, the chrysanthemum fairy smiled at Fang Yue, and the more he talked to him, the more satisfied he was.

"Fang Gongzi is very good at collecting, I am not as good as you."

"The fairy praises, the literary talent is much better than me." Fang Yue said to himself.

After talking for a long time, the chrysanthemum fairy watched him and finally entered the topic and asked him directly: "How does the son think of me?"

Fang Yueyi, see her a pair of otters staring straight at themselves, suddenly the face is red, and quickly hangs his head, as the truth: "Fairy looks dusty, temperament is elegant."

The chrysanthemum fairy giggled, and the voice suddenly turned charming. "If I say, I am willing to send my son a spring night..."

Fang Yuetou, a sigh, is about to speak, but he also heard the fairy continue: "This spring, the son of the spring can be willing to take a year of Yangshou to change?"

Fang got up and made a rumor to her: "Fanzi is a man of heaven, and Fang does not dare to taint the fairy."

The chrysanthemum fairy saw him so humble and inconspicuous, the spring in the eyes was even worse, and the smile was repeated. "You look up at me and look at my eyes and say, do you want it?"

The more slowly he looked up, he saw the pair of eyes with spring water, his cheeks flushed, but he still shook his head firmly. "Not a fairy is not good, but Fang has already had a heart, and he dare not taint the fairy."

The moment before the chrysanthemum fairy was still a smile, listening to this, the smile could not help but be stiff.

She lost some of her words: "The people in the mind of the son of the son must be in the country, so they are not willing to look at me."

I thought that when I said this, the son of the party would definitely be a guest, but I didn’t want his expression to be much softer in a moment. He said: "The painting is indeed the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. After three years, she will return to our house. I am willing to wait for her for three years."

The face of the chrysanthemum fairy was distorted.

She was listening to the corner of the corner. She couldn’t help but aim at Meng Ziyi. She found that his face was as calm as usual, and there was no color. Then Mimi looked at the hand that held the scorpion knife, but saw that hand received Extremely tight, faintly white, and the other hand is hidden in the sleeve. Nanxun suddenly stretched out two claws and held the big hand hidden in the sleeve. He said softly and softly: "Master, there is no three-year agreement, and the master after that is the master, unless the master does not want I. I also said to Fang Gongzi when I left Fangjia, told him not to wait for me, after

There will be no time, those masters should have heard, so the master is not allowed to be angry with me. ”

Meng Ziyi paused and said: "I didn't have your anger."

"Cheat, when the master is angry, I can feel that the master is angry."

Mencius sighed, "It is angry, not angry with you."

"What is the anger of who is born?"

"The more angry you are, the more I don't like him to remember you."

"Oh……"

"After all, the **** is different." Meng Ziyi did not add a word to the salty.

Nan Hao smiled very happily in his heart.

At this time, the atmosphere in the pavilion is not good. The chrysanthemum fairy has read countless men. He has seen such a woman who has no interest in it, but in front of her face. In the past, she was all held by people, not to mention she said that the other side has been eager to hold her kiss and caress.

However, this matter is only once a year, she is not willing to let go of this man.

The chrysanthemum fairy got up and approached him directly. The posture became more and more charming. "The son, I am happy with you. After one night, the son and I will never meet again. So, don’t you want this spring?"

The meaning of the words, my beautiful beauty of the white to send you a night of spring, do not need you to be responsible, such a good thing where you go to find, not fast speed promise.

Fang Yue was forced to retreat by her, and finally touched the soft couch, and sat down.

The chrysanthemum fairy was sitting on his lap, and the white arm had hooked his neck. "The son and the heart relax. Tonight, what you and I will not be known by the third person, your sweetheart will not know, Does the son have the heart to reject me?"

Fang Yue looked at the tearful water scorpion, and the rare pretty face, the throat moved, unconsciously swallowed, but he closed his eyes or pushed his heart away," Sorry, I don’t dare to taint the fairy."

The chrysanthemum fairy was pushed by him and his face was a bit ugly. "Toasting, not eating and drinking! I have been sent to hug, and you have refused me!"