Eighty-third bowl of soup (4)

"Everyone said I am not—"

"No wonder you are going to run." Linglong didn't mind his denial at all. "It's me and I run too. Once someone finds out... it will be terrible."

The tone of her last sentence suddenly became soft, soft and a little weird, and Cheng Jiuzhou's heart shook when she heard it. Could it be that...

Before he was struggling to jump up and run, Linglong pushed him to the side of the bucket: "You should be thankful that you met me, otherwise, others won't let you off so easily."

Cheng Jiuzhou was held down like a little tortoise, only his limbs could move, and he couldn't help but splashed water on Linglong's body. Linglong doesn't care about this. She comes from the deserted sea and she likes water very much. She just smiled and said, "I am not interested in pure yang body and pure yin body. If you are smarter, you should listen to me obediently."

"I don't believe you!" Cheng Jiuzhou shouted vigorously.

It’s really sad. Although she is habitual and ruthless, most of the time she does what she says, especially this pure yang body is really useless to her. In comparison, she prefers a clean soul and a pure Love-after all, alive, filling your stomach is more important than anything else. But it seems that Cheng Jiuzhou doesn’t believe her in this way. Linglong pressed his back and said, “You can’t do anything if you don’t believe it. Anyway, I won’t move you. How come you look like a little hedgehog all day long, like you are close to you. People in the world are coveting you like a pure yang body, so I am not uncommon."

As he said, he pressed him into the water: "Hurry up and wash it for me. If I see a little ash on your body in half an hour, I will strip you naked and throw it down in the mountains. Do you dare to see me? "

Of course she dares, and there are things she doesn't dare? Cheng Jiuzhou swallowed his anger, scolded the person one thousand eight hundred times in his heart, and then quickly sank to the bottom of the water, Linglong couldn’t see it, what this kid was doing under the water, just pressing his back made her hands slippery. I don't know how long it has been since I took a bath. Simply stretched out his hand to fish out the person, and brushed it clean on the side of the bucket.

If he wasn't a few thousand-year-old Mo Xiu Cheng Jiuzhou in his body, he should be crying and crying now. If it weren't for Linglong's lack of mind and unreasonableness, Cheng Jiuzhou would definitely think she was deliberate! But in the end he couldn't hold back his tears-the child's physical function was not the result of his willingness: "Don't you know that the child's skin is tender? Do you want to kill me with such force?"

Linglong looked at the scrubbing cloth in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and found that his back was really flushed with her own brush, which looked a little scary. "Tsk, does it hurt?"

"Try it without hurting you!" Cheng Jiuzhou was indignant with his soul.

"Sorry."

Unexpectedly, Linglong did not continue to slap him, but reached out and touched his back. The movements were soft as feathers. Cheng Jiuzhou was stunned. He slumped on the edge of the bathtub, feeling her hand from his back. Caress all the way, a cool and gentle feeling swept over, and the hot pain suddenly eased a lot. He didn't think too much, he just thought it was her high cultivation level that relieved the pain for himself, but he didn't know that the water from the deserted sea flowing out of her fingertips was nothing more than that.

After she washed and put on clean clothes, Linglong realized that it had been more than half a month. She never remembered to buy clothes for Cheng Jiuzhou. This kid is still wearing her white robe until now. His trousers and sleeves are rolled up on weekdays, but still not. How convenient. So she touched Cheng Jiuzhou's head and told him, "How about Jiaming'er taking you down the mountain to buy new clothes?"

Cheng Jiuzhou was busy tying his clothes and replied casually: "Isn't there someone in Zongli who is specially responsible for distributing clothes for disciples?"

Linglong frowned: "How do you know?"

He was surprised to say that he had missed his mouth, and hurriedly said: "I guess, there should be some?"

"Yes." Linglong looked at him with her chin. Although she was only seven years old, her brows and eyes had not yet been opened, she was still childish, but from the way she looked now, she would definitely be fascinated by the girls when she grew up in the future. "I want to go down the mountain and take you out by the way."

Cheng Jiuzhou thought to himself that there is something insightful, and there is something I haven't seen before. It's just that he didn't show it on his face, but was very calm: "It's up to you."

The more Linglong looks at him, the less he looks like a child. His little face is so old-fashioned all day long. It’s really unlovable. If people look at him, they want to pinch it hard, and make him feel violent. That’s right. What a living person. He could be so rigid and expressionless, he thought he was a dead person.

She got up to go out, but was dragged within two steps. Linglong turned her head slowly and saw the white and tender little hand on her clothes-she looked like a child of a wealthy family. She has been ravaged by her for more than half a month and has become thinner and rougher, but that kind of extravagance in her bones Still there. "What are you doing?"

"You won't tell me?" Cheng Jiuzhou is still very worried. The elder sister of the previous life is known for her fairness and integrity. For her, there is only Tiandaozong. Everything must be considered for the honor and reputation of the sect. Others Nothing matters. Will she really help herself hide the real head and the elders? Today, Cheng Jiuzhou doesn’t believe anyone. In his previous life, he trusted Master like that, but how did Master treat him and his family in the end?

"What are you talking about?" Linglong asked back, "I don't understand what you are saying, I don't know anything."

Cheng Jiuzhou was surprised. He thought that according to Linglong's bad personality, he would use this to bully him, but he didn't expect that she would treat him as nothing happened. Just when he was in a daze, Linglong took his hand away: "I'm hungry again, and I have to have a midnight snack. The food list that I gave you before has red bean and glutinous rice balls, you make them for me. "

Moved for about three seconds, she was immediately dispelled by her excessiveness. Cheng Jiuzhou gritted his teeth: "Do you know how long it will take to do this!"

"I don't know." Of course, "but you don't sleep anyway, just take this as a practice, right?"

After speaking, she left happily. Cheng Jiuzhou was so angry that Cheng Jiuzhou made a big grimace behind her. Who knows that Linglong suddenly turned her head back, just to put his grimace into her eyes, Cheng Jiuzhou stiffened, she raised her eyebrows and smiled: "This It’s like a child. I want to double."

Cheng Jiuzhou stayed on the spot for a while, and went to the kitchen with the food sheet in a dejected and uncompromising manner. After all, he wouldn't know how to do it, so he had to study the method. But don't think he will let her idle. If you want to eat, you have to come and help, or he will put booger in the balls, don't blame him for being unfeeling.

This midnight snack has been done very late, and even Cheng Jiuzhou, who doesn’t like to sleep, was sleepy. Finally, he sat on the side of the stove, staring at the flames in the furnace, his eyelids heavier and heavier...

When Linglong came over, she found that the kid was asleep. She took him back to the room, and as soon as she opened the pot and ate a few, she heard shouts from the room. Shocked in her heart, the voice was extremely stern, she quickly threw the ball away and looked at it, it was Cheng Jiuzhou.

It seems to be a nightmare. She went into the room to wake people up, but Cheng Jiuzhou seemed to be stunned, her expression distorted and her sweaty screaming, Linglong listened carefully and discovered that she was "killing you", and she said these three words back and forth. .

Seven-year-old kid...who is going to kill? And judging from the tone of the expression, there is definitely something deep hatred. what happened? Then again, this kid is indeed mature on weekdays, and she often tells her to think that the person she is facing is an adult, not smart, not capable, and then thinking about his dreams... Linglong feels that she is the truth, I guess this kid Either rebirth or crossing. If you are not so hungry and can eat a little bit fuller, you might be able to read his memory.

Hey, after all, I have been hungry for so long and so long before eating a soul that is not so delicious. It is natural that it will be weak. It is good to be able to use the water of the deserted sea. What can she hope for.

Linglong stretched out her hand and touched Cheng Jiuzhou's face, softly coaxing in his ear, she had also brought a child.

The dragon girl's singing echoed in her ears, and gradually smoothed Cheng Jiuzhou in the nightmare. He didn't know whether he was awake or asleep, only that the voice stayed with him until his brain was clear and he woke up with his eyes open.

Not feeling that I slept very comfortably this time, I saw a beautiful face beside me. He gasped, why is it her! Why is she in his room! Is it hungry again? !

Is she a pig? !

But before Cheng Jiuzhou had time to speak, she was caught by Linglong casually, and then she naturally caught him in her arms and wrapped it in her arms, and continued to fall asleep after a while-completely dealing with those in the Dragon Palace of Guixu. The appearance of a doll.

Cheng Jiuzhou couldn't breathe while being held by her, and more importantly, her chest...really...so soft and fragrant. He buried his face in it and let Cheng Jiuzhou's blood flow directly to his brain, and I didn't know if there was a nosebleed. This person not only likes to eat, but also likes to sleep. When she falls asleep, she is like dead. No one can scream until she is willing to wake up. Cheng Jiuzhou struggles to no avail. Instead, he is held tighter. In the end, he also gives up. He opened his eyes in despair and looked up, only to realize that this woman was very good-looking.

He doesn't have much idea about the beauty and ugliness of people. There are two types: Ruoshui in the previous life is not pleasing to the eye, and in this life...a little bit pleasing to the eye, but only a little bit, just a little bit. .

Just staring at Linglong for a while, maybe it was contagious by her sleeping appearance, or maybe it was because it was raining outside the window somehow, the pattering voice was very suitable for sleeping, the night was dark, or... he Just reluctantly sleep together...

But this is the last time, absolutely!