Kuai Chuan is not a person

Chu Lan asked Wenxi to stay alone on the bed and wrote a note on the desk in Wenxi's room, ordering the culprit, the little hedgehog, to find out the characteristics of this fruit, and attach a fat The rabbit is with him, and if the task is not completed, the hedgehog and the rabbit will be braised together.

Wen Xi didn't have the habit of writing, so Chu Lan naturally took out a small brush, dipped it in ink, explained the matter one by one, folded it into a paper crane and released it out of the window, allowing him to fly to Hengyuan Palace by himself.

For Wenxi, the originally soft bed has become the "big bed of hundreds of square meters" in Mary Su's novels. He rolls back and forth on the bed excitedly. The bed seems to be endless, allowing him to roll over.

Suddenly, he felt someone holding his waist, like when he was kissing Chu Lan, Chu Lan held his waist hard. Xiao Xiaoxi rolled and stopped halfway, and his hair seemed to be covered with moisture. Wen Xi clutched his waist and crawled towards the edge of the bed, barely seeing Chu Lan waving his pen.

Sure enough, he is writing with him again

Wen Xi let out a long sigh, lying motionless on the bed like a salted fish that had lost its dream of life.

Wen Xi: "I became a boy with a thumb."

System: "Should I make a walnut cot like Thumbelina and cover it with a rose petal quilt?"

Wen Xi refused righteously: "That won't work, I want to share a bed with Chu Lan."

System: "He can crush you to death by turning over!"

Wen Xi's righteousness is awe-inspiring: "I don't care about my own life and dedicate myself to love."

System: ... If he continues to talk to this dramatist, he will strike and kill himself.

When Chu Lan came back, he saw his messy hair and couldn't help laughing. Yun Zheng in his impression had always been indifferent and restrained. He was neatly groomed from head to toe. Although it was pleasing to the eye, sometimes it was alienated and unreal a feeling of.

Now his hair is a mess, with a few curls sticking to his forehead, his black hair, which was always smooth behind him, has been knotted for some reason, and his face is much rosier than before, like a small round apple.

And I actually have a feeling in the dark, thinking that this kind of him is the original him.

The white hair is as new as ever.

Chu Lan suddenly thought of this sentence. Some people feel strange when they get along for a long time, just like he and Yun Zheng have known each other for tens of thousands of years, but they still have a friendly friendship, even a little bit of hostility, and they can't like each other no matter what. .

And some people have never met each other, but just stopped to chat and hit it off right away. Since Wenxi staggered into his arms that day, the two of them have been enlightened like a lightning bolt, and their relationship has improved day by day.

Just looking at each other... It seems like they have loved each other for many, many years.

No matter how many times Chu Lan recollects it, he still feels that liking and fate are extremely mysterious. Even if he practiced the Tao for tens of thousands of years, he might still not be able to figure it out.

He thought about it, and felt ridiculous. The person he likes is by his side, so he just grabs it. Why do you think about the way of love?

He just needs to think about how he likes Wenxi.

The two of them were locked in the room and couldn't come out. All kinds of gossip and gossip were already flying all over the sky. Wenxi's obedient apprentice, Yiqingyou, was obedient and tended the flowers and plants in Yunzheng Palace. His spirit was as gentle as grass and trees. He borrowed vegetation to enter Taoism, and he seemed to be in the company of flowers and plants on weekdays, but he was actually practicing hard.

He was talking to a pomegranate tree in the courtyard with his eyes closed today, when he overheard two little fairy boys from Yunzheng Palace quietly discussing gossip about Hengyuan Immortal and Yunzheng Immortal, he was puzzled and asked about the pomegranate What happened to the tree.

The pomegranate tree shakes the bright pomegranate flowers among the emerald green leaves. Since Yiqing came here, he has been taken care of very well. Even the flowers blooming are more and more beautiful than before. Although there are more flowers in Yiqing, every time he comes I have to talk a lot of nonsense to myself, but because the young man is so sensible and hardworking, Pomegranate Tree has always been a patient listener.

Although every time his answer is: um, ok, oh.Each sentence should not exceed three words.

Noble and glamorous, Yiqing could feel that he liked talking to him very much, so Yiqing quietly named him Leng Gui.

Yiqing should be glad that this nickname was not heard by the pomegranate tree, otherwise he would not have explained the ins and outs of this matter to himself in detail: "Hengyuan Xianjun sent dozens of boxes of betrothal gifts to your fairy, and then entered your fairy door, the two of them haven’t come out yet.”

The pomegranate tree also had a stomach full of bad water under its cold appearance, he deliberately asked: "What do you think they are doing?"

Yiqing, a pure and honest man, blinked his eyes and said simply: "Discussion, cultivation?"

Yiqing suddenly felt that his head was hit by the branches and leaves of the pomegranate tree, and Leng Gui's tone was very hateful: "Little fool, they are fighting with fairies."

Yiqing suddenly understood, the crimson color spread from the cheeks to the ears, the problem of blushing was just from the master, and it was in the same line. When seeing the burning petals on the pomegranate tree, he felt that the color was a bit dazzling, and he bowed his head and said nothing.

He blushed and explained: "I have an older sister who knows me. She runs a bookstore in Tianting and sells only story books, such as "Thousands of Years When Clairvoyance Peeped at Shunfeng's Ear" and "Days and Nights of Erlang God and Roaring Dog". It's the best-selling book in her bookstore."

Yiqing pursed her lips, blushed even more, and felt a little embarrassed: "There are some plots in it, I accidentally read it."

He lowered his head, revealing the soft curls in the black hair. The pomegranate tree couldn't help but wave the branches and touched his head. A spinner landed gently.

Yiqing exploded in an instant, and the flowers he managed to grow were just shaken away by him!

The pomegranate tree drooped its branches and leaves, and Yiqing had trained him tens of thousands of times.

Wen Xi and Chu Lan in the room...they really wanted to fight with the fairies, but each of them was like when they just fell in love with someone, facing him who was too reserved, and even had to worry about leaving a bad impression on the other when they ate. , An ordinary sentence that couldn't be more simple, an action that couldn't be more ordinary, have to be repeated and demonstrated several times in my heart before I dare to do it.

With the same thoughts, but pretending to be reserved.

Chu Lan carved a small bed made of jade for Wen Xi. After eating the metamorphic fruit by mistake, his body could not bear the profound mana for the time being, so he temporarily sealed up the mana. Now Wen Xi, like a young monk in the world, also needs food and sleep.

Wen Xi liked the small bed very much, and asked Chu Lan to place the small bed on the inner pillow in his room, and asked Chu Lan to sleep on the outer pillow.

Chu Lan held back the corners of her mouth that raised her lips, and said with mixed feelings, "It's not that good."

Wen Ximei said that you must protect me, otherwise what would happen if someone stole him while he was sleeping!

System: "Do you think you are a panda, do you still want to steal it?"

Chu Lan had no choice but to "reluctantly" agree, and the two of them huddled together every day.

Wen Xi wanted to stand on Chu Lan's shoulder and talk into his ear, and dance on top of his head.

He yawned early that day and felt a little sleepy. Chu Lan went out to look for food but did not return. He sat on the edge of the table dangling his legs bored, and waited for a long time before Chu Lan came back.

Inadvertently seeing his own body on the pen holder of the desk, Wen Xi had an idea, and the brush slowly floated up and flew to his feet.

Wen Xi easily jumped onto the body of the pen, and his mind directed the pen to carry him to the bed, grabbed the two soft hairs on the tip of the pen, and shouted in a serious manner: "Drive!"

The system can't bear to watch: "Dating makes people childish."

Wen Xi originally wanted the main body to carry him back to sleep, but who would have thought that he would get high after playing, flying around on the pen, and scurrying around in the room.

The system said helplessly: "You are a god, not a wizard, hello!"

The door creaked and was pushed open. As soon as Chu Lan entered the door, he just met Wen Xi's collision. Seeing Wen Xi riding on the brush, Chu Lan's face instantly turned green.

With a bad complexion, he picked up Wen Xi and put it in his pocket, held the pen and put it in front of the case, thinking that he must give this little fairy a good beating.

Wen Xi was tired, yawned and fell asleep on Xiaoyu's bed, Chu Lan covered him with a small quilt, and turned back to the desk.

Chu Lan recalled the scene of the past few days, with a smile in his eyes, and simply drew it with a pen.

Wen Xi was very sleepy at first, but when he lay on the bed, he suddenly lost sleepiness. Chu Lan held the writing brush tightly in his hand, which caused a fire on his body, making it even more difficult for him to sleep peacefully, so he distracted himself and used it quietly. The main body sees what Chu Lan is doing.

Fortunately, he didn't have any paint here, so Chu Lan simply outlined a small stream with ink.

Picture [-] shows Xiaoxi hugging his thighs to prevent him from leaving, with lasagna tears streaming from his eyes, so that he can be so cute as to commit murder.

Wen Xi snorted: "Obviously he insisted on staying."

The system followed suit and scolded: "Yes, shameless!"

Wen Xi: "I'm not happy when you say that about my boyfriend."

system:? ? ?

Man's face, April's day :)

Picture [-] is a large glass filled with various fruits, such as strawberries, watermelons, oranges and cherries. Even without coloring, the painting is very realistic. Chu Lan’s hand was honored to leave the country, holding a spoon, and scooped a fruit from the spoon. Grape, a small creek hugged the grape, its short legs swished, as if it would fall if it was not picked up tightly.

Picture [-]... Picture [-] is Chu Lan reading a book with her head down. The bronze mirror in the room accidentally reflected Chu Lan, but Chu Lan didn't seem to notice it. Xiao Xiaoxi stood in front of the bronze mirror, stood on tiptoe and quietly kissed the bronze mirror Chu Lan.

Wen Xi: "!!!"

System: "Hahahahahahahaha."

Wen Xi: "Ah, I have never done such a thing! He slandered me!"

System: "Would you like me to help you recall the scene when you sneaked up on his chin and kissed him while his eyes were still closed this morning."

Wen Xi pulled the quilt and wrapped himself into a ball. He remembered that it was...

After going through all kinds of hardships, he climbed up to Chu Lan's chin, bent over as if wishing Chu Lan a new year, and Jiumi kissed Chu Lan.

And when he had no time to run away, Chu Lan's eyelashes moved, and she opened her eyes to look at the cutie on her lips.

Wen Xi immediately stood up straight, as if nothing had happened except for her flushed face.

Chu Lan thoughtfully made excuses for him: "Is it because of the effect of the medicine?"

"Correct!"

Wen Xi nodded sharply, confidently!