After amnesia, Xianzun ran away with the ball

The heat spread from the base of the ears to the neck and face, and Lin Ruan's mind suddenly remembered the first description of Qing Shui in the script.

He is no longer a simple boy, he knows some things.

What is Mozun doing indoors?

What is he doing in the deity's chamber?

How could he do it in the deity's room...

Anger and shame flashed across Lin Ruan's face, and she finally bit her lower lip tightly, but suddenly remembered the mouthful of water that Mo Zun had fed her under the guise of being thirsty.

Mozun said that he was clean.

Lin Ruan suddenly noticed that her lips were hot and her face was even hotter.

Just as he was hesitating whether to retreat first, when he heard nothing, the wooden door suddenly opened without wind, revealing the scene inside.

Mozun was neatly dressed, sitting upright on the couch, holding a book in his hand, with the book cover facing down, and the characters could not be seen.At this moment, he looked up at Lin Ruan frankly.

Lin Ruan looked at him, lost his voice for a while, and the red tide on his body gradually faded. He didn't ask what was the reason for the panting just now, but walked in calmly with his eyes lightened.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Xiao Zhuo stuffing the storybook under the pillow, and for some reason, he was a little concerned.

"This is Lin Lang. He will live in the dormitory for the time being. Don't bully him."

There was still hot emotion in Xiao Zhuo's eyes, Lin Ruan avoided his gaze a little startled, and focused on Lin Lang.

He wasn't stupid, he regained his composure at this moment, associating with the emotion in Mozun's eyes, he faintly realized that the ambiguous and depressive panting he accidentally heard earlier had something to do with that script.

Xiao Zhuo looked as usual, striding over, next to Lin Ruan, lowered his voice, "How could I bully a child? In Ruan Ruan's heart, I am so bad?"

He smiled, warm and warm, as ordinary as an ordinary person with a better appearance.

But this posture is unexpectedly intriguing.

For such a person who is cruel to everyone to show a gentle and sincere smile in front of you, this is unique and extremely rare in the world.

Lin Ruan distanced himself a little from his fiery masculine body.

He thought: This deity must have a stomach problem, otherwise why did he suddenly feel that he was enjoying a unique favor?

Lin Ruan stared at Lin Lang's peaceful sleeping face, and from the corner of her eye fell on the person beside her, she said honestly, "You are a heinous devil."

It was as if he could defeat that absurd idea by saying this.

If Xiao Zhuo heard these words decades ago, his heart would be broken, and he would quietly find a place to put together a glass heart.

In fact, a long time ago, when he and Xianzun faced many obstacles, he did love him many times.

After all, what is caught between them is not only their identities and positions, but also the lives of thousands of immortals and demons.

But it was so difficult, and they finally got married, and got the blessings of the fairy and demon realms.

Now Xiao Zhuo not only has no glass heart, but also retorts very dissatisfied, "I have changed a long time ago, and the three worlds have seen it all. If you don't like my identity, it will be a big deal that the Demon Lord will quit. I am entangled in business every day. How can there be nephrite jade every day?" Wen Xiang is refreshing."

As he said that, he suddenly leaned over to sneak up on Lin Ruan, and planted a superficial kiss on his side cheek.

Lin Ruan suddenly covered her cheeks, her phoenix eyes widened, with shame and anger intertwined inside, then she stepped back abruptly, stuttering, "Let's go, let's go!"

He was so shocked that he even forgot to draw his sword and cut people.

Xiao Zhuo also noticed this, but he didn't want to remind him at all, after all his family Ruan Ruan looked so cute in panic, it's better not to use violence.

Xiao Zhuo didn't tease this furious lover any more, he still had to figure out the matter of attacking his heart slowly.

Lin Ruan calmed down for a while, retreated to the door, and called out with heavy eyes, "Xiao Zhuo, come out."

He was holding a book in his hand, and his face was covered with frost. "In the future, if you do any unruly actions or say unruly words, you will be punished by reciting ten ancient poems at a time."

You actually use nephrite jade and warm fragrance to describe the real deity, if you don't show any color, do you think the real deity has no temper?

Xiao Zhuo gave way to him, and said depressedly, "...then how many songs do I need to recite today?"

"28 songs."

"!!!"

Under Lin Ruan's supervision, Xiao Zhuo was forced to sit opposite Lin Ruan to recite the book, and according to the requirement, he had to make the sound of reciting.

Lin Ruan was sitting on a stone bench with a story book in front of her. On the left side of the book was a pot of tea and two cups filled with water, and in front of her was a plate of washed grapes.

Opposite the plate of grapes, next to Xiao Zhuo's ancient poetry books.

Lin Ruan flipped through the storybook, occasionally took a sip of tea, pinched a few grapes, and then glanced at Xiao Zhuo who was endorsing the book.

Such a day was something he had never imagined.

Under such surveillance, Xiao Zhuo had to study hard, and finally suffered until the sun rose to the highest position. He suddenly put down the ancient poems, took out the vegetables in the Qiankun bag, and strode towards the kitchen as if he was fleeing.

"It's noon, it's time to prepare meals."

Lin Ruan questioned ruthlessly, "How many songs will you recite?"

Xiao Zhuo: "..." To be honest, he didn't memorize the whole thing, he was only thinking about the stories in the eclectic storybook in his bedroom.

The author of the story book does not know who it is, but the description of the sex between him and Ruan Ruan is very wonderful, and he has learned a lot of knowledge.

Lin Ruan's voice suddenly rose: "Can you have a capital?"

Xiao Zhuo was at a rare loss of words, if he could recite the answer, wouldn't it be exposed when Ruan Ruan asked a question?

Why did Ruan Ruan after amnesia have such a means of punishing people!

Kneeling durians is a trick, he is not afraid, but it is too difficult to endorse.

Lin Ruan closed the script, with a cold expression, "28 songs, no rest tonight."

Xiao Zhuo suddenly felt thunderbolt.

From the corner of her eyes, Lin Ruan stared at the demon's dejected back, her brows stretched, and she casually squeezed a grape and put it in her mouth.

After a while, he walked into the room, intending to wake Lin Lang up, it was time to wash up and get ready for dinner.

Surprisingly, Lin Lang woke up early, and was clutching the quilt tightly, curled up in a corner, staring blankly at the wall.

Lin Ruan deliberately made the sound of footsteps to startle Lin Lang. Under the terrified eyes of the other party, she stopped three meters away and said softly, "From today onwards, I will take care of you."

He didn't mention any sad things, and directly announced the other party's future life.

Lin Lang lowered her head and buried her face in the quilt, a small ball, silent, so fragile that it made people feel distressed.

Lin Ruan softened her heart: "Come out for dinner."

Facing such a fragile child, Lin Ruan let go of her past self-proclaiming, not wanting to scare him.

Lin Lang still didn't speak. The reality had no effect on him. He was still very young and his thinking was very simple.

In his little mind, his parents are gone, and his world is gone.

Lin Ruan couldn't call him, and even if he took a step closer, the other party would bite his lip and be on guard.

Lin Ruan had no choice but to give up asking him to eat, but waited until the meal was ready, put a bowl on the small table beside the bed, and said, "Eat obediently."

Lin Lang shrank into the quilt in a small ball, trembling slightly.

Lin Ruan frowned, helpless.

Xiao Zhuo walked in and fixed Lin Lang directly, "He is a child, reasoning is not feasible at this time, so he can only be hardened. Look, he is already very hungry and thin."

He picked Lin Lang up from the quilt, and forced to feed her. His movements were not gentle, and his expression was cold, looking fierce.

But seeing him like this, Lin Ruan couldn't help but be in a daze.

When he came back to his senses, Xiao Zhuo had already fed a bowl of rice, put away the tableware, and untied Lin Lang's body.

Lin Lang immediately crawled into bed in horror.

Xiao Zhuo was washing dishes in the kitchen, Lin Ruan said softly to Lin Lang, "Don't be afraid, neither he nor I will hurt you."

This is the only bedroom that has been tidied up from the dormitory. Lin Lang slept on the bed, Lin Ruan hugged a quilt and spread it on the couch, and drove Xiao Zhuo away coldly, "You sleep on the floor."

The size of the bedroom is actually not very big, and there are cabinets, tables and stools, Xiao Zhuo chooses the most spacious place to lay the floor - the open space next to the couch.

Lin Ruan wanted to get angry at first, but suddenly remembered that Mo Zun fed Lin Lang rice at noon and afternoon.

Forget it, the deity has spent these days with the Demon Lord, and it can be seen that he is sincere. Put yourself in the situation and think about it. He was forgotten for no reason, and he was willing to chase after him to serve him. You can learn from his sincerity.

Although the reason for this incident is unknown, the left and right Demon Lord is also a victim, but it is difficult for the deity to accept the reality of husband and wife, and it is really impossible for him to like him.

Just treat him as a newly acquainted easy-going ordinary person, this is the biggest concession the deity can make.

Xiao Zhuo didn't notice any change in Lin Ruan's mood. He laid the floor and begged Lin Ruan humbly, "It's late at night, why don't you memorize this ancient poem tomorrow?"

Lin Ruan was a little tired, closed her eyes, "It's up to you."

When he woke up in the Demon Palace that day, he no longer had the intention to kill, but he was still not happy, but it was not because he was unhappy with the Demon Lord, but because he was unhappy with himself.

The deity put it down too quickly, but in terms of facts, the deity really can't kill the demon anymore.

Lin Ruan's expression was gloomy. If the Demon Lord keeps his promise and will be beaten and scolded after the three-month period expires, how will he deal with himself at that time?

The breakfast on the second day was still fed by Xiao Zhuo forcefully to Lin Lang.

Now Lin Lang trembled visibly when she saw Xiao Zhuo.

In order for Lin Lang to come out, Lin Ruan decided to take him out to relax.

Xiao Zhuo was easy to talk, and agreed immediately.

A few days later, when the weather was fine, he fixed Lin Lang on the magic weapon of the ink fan, and went to the back mountain with Lin Ruan.