In that distant little black house

Zhang Jingmo has always liked drinking.

Good or bad, strong or soft, he doesn't pick.It can be said that as long as it is wine, put it in front of him, he can drink slowly by himself.

Lu Guijiu has no obsession with alcohol, he belongs to the type that he doesn't particularly like, but if he wants to drink with Zhang Jingmo, he doesn't mind.

But since Zhang Jingmo likes to drink, Lu Guijiu naturally wants to do what he likes, so when the two of them travel between different worlds, Lu Guijiu will pay attention to the local wine.Then find a time to find it specially for Zhang Jingmo.

The wines in each world naturally have their own characteristics, and Zhang Jingmo accepts them all according to the order.Fortunately, most of the wine in other worlds does not contain aura, so it is not intoxicating for practitioners like Zhang Jingmo.

This day, Lu Guijiu flew Zhang Jingmo to find wine again. This wine is very special, the color is light blood red, and it even smells sweet and fishy.

For ordinary people, seeing the appearance of this wine, they might hesitate for a moment.But Zhang Jingmo had read countless wines, and just by smelling the wine, he concluded that it must be good wine.

He was not polite, took a big gulp after taking the flagon from Lu Guijiu.This wine is really different, it smells like fresh blood at the first taste, but after a little tasting, you will find that the strong taste of blood gradually fades, and then reveals the sweetness of the wine, which has a long aftertaste between the mouthpieces.

Lu Guijiu said: "Master, how is it?"

Zhang Jingmo nodded and smiled: "Not bad." This wine suits his appetite very well.

Lu Guijiu said: "The name of this wine is Taohuayuan. It is brewed with the bones of a rare spiritual beast and then brewed with a secret method."

Zhang Jingmo asked curiously: "Peach Blossom Spring? Why is it called this name?"

Lu Guijiu said: "The reason why this wine is called Taohuayuan is because after being drunk, you will see the scene you want to see most in your dreams."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingmo turned his eyes on Lu Guijiu, and said, "Oh? Then do you want some drink?"

Lu Guijiu said: "Okay." Without hesitation, he took the wine that Zhang Jingmo handed back and took a few sips.

Zhang Jingmo smiled and said, "Why don't we get drunk together?" He also wanted to see what his peach blossom source was.

One person, one mouthful, the two divided the peach blossom garden cleanly.After drinking, both of them felt a little dizzy, so they went back to the residence and lay on the bed together.

Ever since their relationship was established, Zhang Jingmo and Lu Guijiu have been living together and have not slept in separate beds, which is convenient for Lu Guijiu...

Lu Guijiu's head was groggy, and he soon fell asleep.

However, when he opened his eyes again, Lu Guijiu was stunned by what he saw.

I saw Zhang Jingmo sitting in front of him, holding a pink little boy in his arms. The little boy was only a few months old, and he was babbling, looking extremely cute.

Lu Guijiu sat up from the bed, was stunned for a while, and then called out: "Master."

"Are you awake?" Zhang Jingmo said in a normal tone without raising his head, "When you wake up, go get some hot milk, your son is hungry."

Lu Guijiu stared at the little baby in Zhang Jingmo's arms, feeling as if something was choked in his throat, he asked slowly: "My son?"

Zhang Jingmo showed an inexplicable expression: "Are you sleepy?"

Lu Guijiu said, "My son?"

Seeing Lu Guijiu not only not moving, but also making such a stupid look, Zhang Jingmo seemed a little angry, he said: "Lu Guijiu, I told you a long time ago that I don't like to take care of children. Come up with this one!"

Lu Guijiu said, "I made it? Is this child born to Master?"

Zhang Jingmo said angrily: "How could it be that I gave birth to it? You insisted on taking out our primordial spirit and sending it into Zhuo Zihua. I didn't say anything. Now I tell you to warm up your milk and you look like this?"

Seeing that Zhang Jingmo was really angry, Lu Guijiu got up and went to the kitchen. As soon as he got to the kitchen, he saw the real baby on the chopping board, not only milk, but also various small bowls and spoons.

Lu Guijiu was worried, he just felt that he was dreaming, but the dream was so real, it really made him suspect that those previous memories were his dreams.

Lu Guijiu was inexperienced in warming milk, but his body seemed to be very proficient in this kind of thing, and the milk was warmed up in less than a moment. He even tasted the temperature of the milk and felt that it was almost the same. Only then did he bring it back to the house.

Zhang Jingmo was still wearing the white clothes, but the child in his arms gave him a more worldly taste, and finally he was no longer that unattainable fairy.

Zhang Jingmo frowned: "Why so slow." He took the bowl and began to feed the child slowly.

Taking advantage of Zhang Jingmo's breastfeeding time, Lu Guijiu had time to look at the child in Zhang Jingmo's arms.This child's eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Lu Guijiu's, but his mouth is more like Zhang Jingmo's. He is drinking milk seriously, and smacks his mouth from time to time. His chubby face is like a lotus root, and he looks very cute. up.

Lu Guijiu called out slowly: "Master..."

Zhang Jingmo didn't look up: "Huh?"

Lu Guijiu hugged Zhang Jingmo from behind, then bent down and rubbed Zhang Jingmo's cheek, he said, "I feel like I'm dreaming."

In fact, in the first life, Lu Guijiu wanted a child.

It's just that Zhang Jingmo is very sensitive to the word child, as long as Lu Guijiu mentions it, his emotions will almost collapse instantly.Lu Guijiu also knew that he couldn't push Zhang Jingmo too hard, so he delayed the matter.

Later, when he was trying to have a child, Zhang Jingmo was already dead.

So this thought was buried deep in his heart.But he didn't expect his dream to come true so suddenly at this moment.

The child drank milk and was coaxed to sleep by Zhang Jingmo.

After Zhang Jingmo put the child on the bed, Lu Guijiu took the initiative to lean over and kissed Zhang Jingmo's chin—this hint was obvious that he wanted to do it.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingmo pushed Lu Guijiu directly, and said flatly, "The child has to wake up at night."

Lu Guijiu: "..."

Zhang Jingmo said: "I want to accompany him at night."

Lu Guijiu's eyes widened. He looked at the little dumpling on the bed, and the cuteness he felt before was instantly wiped out.

In fact, Zhang Jingmo is more traditional than Lu Guijiu. If he hadn't met Lu Guijiu, he would definitely marry a woman, have a few children, and spend the rest of his life peacefully after his ascension was completely hopeless.

It's a pity that he met Lu Guijiu, and the trajectory of his life took a miraculous turn.

Lu Guijiu said, "Master... is he more important than me?"

Zhang Jingmo seemed to think about it seriously, and he said, "Yes at the moment."

Lu Guijiu's eyes widened. He never expected that Zhang Jingmo would give the answer so frankly.

Seeing Lu Guijiu's collapsed face, Zhang Jingmo thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "When he grows up, you will be more important than him."

It should be a good thing that Zhang Jingmo likes children, Lu Guijiu muttered in his heart, but why does he always feel like he is unhappy again.

Zhang Jingmo was too lazy to care about Lu Guijiu, he turned over and lay next to the child, looking at the child's expression, full of pampering...

Seeing this scene, Lu Guijiu trembled inexplicably. He thought to himself, Zhang Jingmo can really be a good father, as long as he wants to.

Zhang Jingmo said, "Go to bed soon."

Lu Guijiu said: "Master, I don't want to sleep." A cultivator could not sleep, but now Zhang Jingmo is lying next to the child, probably because he wants to be with the child.

Zhang Jingmo frowned slightly: "Then what do you want to do?"

Lu Guijiu bit the bullet and insisted: "Master, I want to do it."

Zhang Jingmo narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Really think that way?"

Lu Guijiu nodded like a pounding garlic.

Zhang Jingmo hesitated for a while, but agreed, and said, "Let's go to the next door."

Lu Guijiu smiled happily.

On the next bed, Lu Guijiu couldn't wait to jump on Zhang Jingmo's body. Because Zhang Jingmo was holding the child, the white clothes Zhang Jingmo was wearing still smelled of milk. Lu Guijiu buried his face in it, took a few deep breaths, and sighed: "I really want to..."

Zhang Jingmo hummed lightly.

Lu Guijiu was about to make the next move, but saw Zhang Jingmo holding his shoulders and suddenly turned the two of them over.

Lu Guijiu didn't understand what Zhang Jingmo wanted to do, so his face was still ignorant, but unexpectedly, Zhang Jingmo pinched his chin and said with a smile, "Why are you so stupid again?"

Lu Guijiu was stunned for a moment, then said, "Master, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Jingmo said: "Don't you want to do it?" He said, and began to take off Lu Guijiu's clothes. At first, Lu Guijiu thought that Zhang Jingmo wanted to take the initiative, but when Zhang Jingmo touched a certain key part, Lu Guijiu Only then did Jiu really understand... what his master was trying to do.

Lu Guijiu froze, and weakly called Master.

Zhang Jingmo paused and said softly, "What? Did it hurt you?"

Lu Guijiu swallowed, and said weakly: "No..." That's all, if his master wants to do it, then let his master do it.

Zhang Jingmo narrowed his eyes and smiled, he said, "Good boy."

Lu Guijiu thought he couldn't escape today, but when Zhang Jingmo was about to enter him, everything in front of him began to become distorted. Lu Guijiu trembled all over, only to realize that he fell directly from the bed, and he was at a loss Look around and realize that what you just saw was just a dream.

Zhang Jingmo, who drank with him, was still sleeping soundly. Lu Guijiu got up from the ground, looked at Zhang Jingmo's peaceful sleeping face, and couldn't help but leaned over to kiss the corner of Zhang Jingmo's mouth.

I don't know what Zhang Jingmo dreamed about, but there was a faint smile in his expression, it could be seen that he had a good dream.

Lu Guijiu sat down by the bed, but he began to mutter in his heart, why did he dream about those things after drinking that Taohuayuan? !

Lu Guijiu glanced at Zhang Jingmo, sighed again, and stretched out his hand to scratch his hair heavily.