Chapter 2898

"Cough..."

Don't forget to clench your fist against your lips and cough a few times. Between your eyebrows and eyes, you can't help being embarrassed.

"Pooh," Su Kui patted Taoyao on the shoulder, "then what? The smelly Taoist is so fragrant that the insects like to bite him."

She can only explain this, just like Taoyao on a piece of white paper, which is not suitable to know now.

"Is it? But why don't worms bite you? " This makes Taoyao puzzled. They two came out of the same room.

This question is even simpler. Su Kui put his hands in his sleeve and replied solemnly: "of course, it's because the smelly Taoist is so fragrant. Those insects like the" immortal spirit "on him most. I wish I could take more bites to make him smell like insects."

"cough Fu Chang'an! " Don't forget to squint at her and warn her.

Receiving his eyes, Su Kui pressed his waist and felt a burst of acid swelling in his waist. He had intended to make fun of it. But thinking of the whole day today, he could not get out of bed after being tossed by the man, so he stopped talking cleverly.

Three words and two words sent Taoyao away. They strolled leisurely in the peach forest.

Under the peach blossom tree, a pair of Bi people.

Don't forget to still remember the previous things, with some dissatisfaction in his tone, if you ignore the blush on his face, it's a bit of momentum.

"What do you do to talk to children?"

He was ashamed of those words! After thousands of years of living, no one dared to say these words to him.

Su Kui rolled his white eyes, took his hand and shook it pleasantly. "Why, if you don't talk about insects, do you have to tell Taoyao that the red dots on your neck are sucked out by me one by one?"

Don't forget to be dumb at once. After a moment's silence, you can't help but spit out a confession.

"You -" contains doting and helplessness, no more words.

Take her hand, seriously, with her ten fingers.

They look at each other and smile, and enjoy the night that belongs to them.

-Su Kui has been closed for two hundred years. After ninety-nine and eighty-one days of thunder, she finally became an immortal.

What I saw at the first sight was the man who always dressed in white robes, had silver hair like snow, and had a cool temperament like blue.

He sat under a peach tree, three or two stone benches, and a pot of sake was placed on the stone table. When he saw her coming out, his tone was unfamiliar, as if he hadn't seen her for two days, not two hundred years.

He hooked his lips and smiled, held up the wine pot, poured two glasses of wine, raised his eyes and whispered to her, "when you are away, I brew a lot of peach blossom wine. Do you want to try it?"

She stood in front of the stone gate and stroked the red clothes, which were as strong as fire. She was still languid and lazy as before. She shook the folding fan and asked him, "can you be intoxicated?"

Don't forget to look at her romantic posture, drooping eyes and low smile, "wine is not intoxicating, people are intoxicated."

After waiting for many years, I hope this is the day.

From then on, it will never be separated. With a sigh, he took the wine first.

"It's just right. If I'm drunk, I'm not happy with you at one time."

Her eyes are crooked, their eyes are bright, and they are more beautiful than peach blossom.

Grab the wine cup in his hand and drink it up.

Then, in his gentle eyes, he lowered his head and covered his still cold thin lips.

This peach blossom wine is the best she has tasted in her life.

"Is it good to drink?"

A low smile disappeared in the wind.

"Good to drink."