The two looked at the endless bright galaxy and hugged for a while.

A Chan's head was resting on his shoulder, and the top of his head was against his shoulder socket, opening gently, "Actually, I hope you can remember."

She raised her head slightly as she spoke, and a warm breath blew on his neck, causing Murongli to stagnate for a long time, and it took only half a beat to reflect what she was talking about.

Without waiting for Murongli to speak, A Chan sighed slightly with exaggeration, "You used to spoil me."

Murong raised an eyebrow, "I am not good to you now?"

Unable to remember from Murong, A Chan began to scorn, "You used to wear women's clothes to please me."

Murong Li looked suspicious.

Achan was half-truthed on his shoulders, "You don't remember me every time, only me. I know that we have fallen in love like that, but every time I meet again, I have to be with you as a stranger. Restart……

You have promised me that you will remember me and will always treat me well. But this time when you see me, you will kill me and threaten me! "

A Chan slammed Murongli's chest with an iron fist, but Murongli's reinforced iron bones didn't move.

As A Chan said these words, some pictures appeared in his mind.

—— "Then you must remember me in your next life."

--"it is good."

-"It's better for me."

--"it is good."

Murongli twitched the hand on her back from the beginning, trembling, and silently stroked her hair like a waterfall behind her head.

He was silent for a long while, sighing in acknowledgment, and his voice was muffled. "I ..." He was a little unaccustomed to the self called "past life" like this, "Did I ever ... also be the master of the magic lamp?

"No." A Chan sniffed her nose. "But it didn't matter what identity we used to be. It's important that you remember to treat me very, very well."

Murongli didn't speak, but her arms were tight.

A Chan did n’t hear the clear answer and was dissatisfied, sitting up and staring at him from his arms, “Are n’t you willing? Do n’t you want to promise me!”

Mozun was born very recently, and in his life, he looked down at A Chan, not to mention to whom he had spoken sweetly, and he was not used to it. He watched Achan glaring at his eyes and coughed, "... I see."

"What's" Know "? Even if you're so reluctant, hum!" A Chan will get back to the cabin when she gets up.

Murong took her by the hand and dragged her back to her lap. "I promise you."

A Chan enjoys the feeling of being coaxed, especially since she left the last Xiaoqianjie, it has not been coaxed by him for a long time, so she pressed down the corner of her mouth that she wanted to curl up, and continued to make an angry face with a stretched face, Turn around and don't look at him.

"Who knows what you promised."

Murongli confessed completely, "I promise to be nice to you, and I will never say anything."

He remembered the way Achan wanted to bite him when he was angry before, "Are you angry? Or would you bite me to exhale?"

A Chan's eyes turned, "Are you sure"

"Huh." Murongli rolled the sleeve directly and handed her arm to her mouth.

A Chan smiled and said, "Bah", "Your skin is thick and thick, and my teeth will bounce off in this bite. I'm afraid you don't feel pain or itching. Whoever wants to bite your arm, even if you want to bite, I have to myself Pick a place. "

"You choose."

A Chan smirked, turning his eyes around his lips, then slowly down the way, his eyes getting more and more explicit.

Murongli tightened her body unconsciously as her eyes moved. When her eyes moved somewhere indescribable, Murongli felt a sudden surge of blood and her brain “buzzed”. For the Holy Magister and Li, the imagination is too exciting, it is too shocking.

In the soothing accompaniment of the gurgling flow of the river, the sound of her mouth swallowing with water was particularly obvious.

A Chan smiled, held up the bamboo chopsticks and put a piece of cold cake on the table into his mouth. Murongli's eyes involuntarily focused on her chewing red lips.

A Chan looked at him with a tease / tease, slowly finished the cold cake, but still gently holding the tip of the chopsticks, licking the pastry crumbs sticking on the chopsticks. She glanced at him obliquely, and suddenly there was a hint of mischief in her eyes.

Only with a gurgling sound, a pair of bamboo chopsticks were easily cut off by the waist, and A Chan smiled at him with small white teeth. Mozun, who was tempted by Ah Chan to be **** and wanted to enter Feifei, suddenly felt that he couldn't help but pinched his leg, and his face was not pretty.

A Chan threw chopsticks and plunged into Murong Li's arms with a smile.

She drilled into his arms, and clearly felt his thrill and desire through the clothes.

A Chan smiled enough, looked up at him with his arms around his neck, and met his heavy eyes.

She reached out to hold his face and put her lips together. Murongli hugged her tightly, as if wishing to embed her in her body.

Mozun's black robe embroidered with dark golden patterns spread out on the deck.

A Chan was held by Murongli and placed it gently on the large cloak. She lay on the big cloak, raised her arms around Murong Li, and the blurred eyes were the endless galaxy, which covered the sky and stars.

The boat fluttered in the river, pushed by the current, and seemed to float slowly into the air, wandering in the galaxy.

A Chanxiang was dripping with sweat, and a gust of night wind blew her so trembling that she could not help but hold Murong tighter.

Murong Li's excited knuckles slammed his teeth and stopped, his voice was **** and sultry, low and hoarse, "Are you cold? Let's go into the cabin?"

"No, I like being here. I can see the stars."

Murongli said no more.

The land of the extreme north is always shrouded in darkness, day and night, and there is no way to judge how long it has passed.

A Chan lay in Murongli's arms and grabbed the crumpled big clot under her. "Your robe is considered useless."

"It doesn't matter, it was thrown away after a while."

A Chan joked: "If the people of the Demon Palace see their Demon King go out and go back and even lose their robe, are you afraid they secretly laugh at you?"

"Who dares." Murongli hugged A Chan tightly. "Is it cold? Do you want to put on your clothes?"

Speaking of clothes, A Chan pinched his waist. As a result, his waist was hard and there was not much soft meat that could be pinched. A Chan hummed: "You're sorry to say, I can still call clothes Has it been ripped by you to tell me how to wear it! "

Murong froze for a moment, glanced at the broken woman's dress on the deck, and touched her nose slightly.

"There are my spare clothes in the cabin. You will wear that later."

Murongli cleaned up the two of them, and A Chan was paralyzed and didn't want to move, letting him help to dress. He pulled her arm to stretch her sleeves, and she didn't let it go lazily.

A Chan puts on Murongli's clothes, and the hem and sleeves are long. After putting it on, except for the chest, everything is loose and loose.

Murongli watched her whole person wrapped in her own clothes, and his breath was contaminated everywhere, and her heart was full.

"I'm so hungry."

"Have some snacks?"

"I do not want to eat."

"So what do you want to eat?"

A Chan waved her hands, his wide sleeves shook, and gave a seemingly easy but actually the most difficult option, "just whatever."

Murongli: "Then let's go back to the palace? What do you want them to eat?"

"But I don't want to go back now."

Murong thought about it for a while, "the border between the Three Realms, there is a town with a relatively prosperous trade, where there are special cuisines from all over the Three Realms."

A Chan heard the spirit, "Okay! Let's go there!"

Murongli drove the flying boat and went straight to the junction of the Three Realms.

————

After A Chan and Murong separated from each other, they directly fell in love. There is an unspeakable tacit understanding between the two.

A Chan hopes that he can think of himself. Murong Li remembers certain clips one after another to let her see the dawn, and more actively pulls him to do all kinds of things they once liked to do together, trying to wake him up to those beautiful memory.

But Murong Li involuntarily condoned A Chan's toss, but in fact he secretly happily listened to it, seeing A Chan made up with him blindly.

A Chan also occasionally played with sex, and fooled him with some unexpected things. But Achan gradually realized that she thought he had succeeded in fooling him. In fact, he just coaxed her to play.

But if A Chan really wants to foole people, the lies are made seamlessly, he has n’t been fooled at all? The more she thinks, the more she feels wrong, and she finds that she remembered it by temptation!

A Chan narrowed her eyes dangerously: "How much do you remember?"

Murong touched his nose unnaturally, "should basically, all ..."

He watched A Chan's increasingly fiery expression, and gradually stopped.

"Look at me busy working around you to help you 'find memories', do you find it interesting?"

"No, cough ..." Murong Li was anxious to deny, but irrefutable.

A Chan smiled angrily, "Come on, tell me what do you remember?"

"Just about the mirror flower ..."

"Oh, okay, I even know the mirror flowers and water moon." She had guessed that he was a person who came in this world before, and now it seems so.

"Achan ..."

A Chan remembered that until now, she didn't even know what his real name was, and she couldn't help but get even more inflamed.

"Go away!" A Chan pushed him away and ran away from the house with indignation.

"Achan, I'm wrong Achan, hey, Achan!"

"Don't follow me! I don't want to see you! **** !!" A Chan flicked his hand away and flew away with a small burden and left the magic palace.

She knew that Murongli was following her all the way behind her, and she didn't know, she just chose a direction and kept walking. I didn't know how far I had walked until she was tired and sat down to rest.

Murong Li feared that she would continue to walk with a stern hold, so she watched from afar as she didn't step forward to make her unhappy. He had never made A Chan so angry in Jinghuashuiyue Xiaoqianjie, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

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