Ghosts have fairies

He Zhen never expected to see him here, he was overjoyed for a moment, his limbs took a step ahead of his mind and directly hugged the person above him.

"How did you come?!"

Hearing the unconcealable surprise in this man's voice, Qi Tong laughed helplessly, raised his hand and flicked He Zhen's forehead.

This little bastard, obviously misses him too, but still insists on avoiding him, don't be awkward.

"If I don't come, you plan to let me stay alone in the empty room?"

So many things happened, he even followed them in the painting for two years, but looking back, they clearly had a "husband and wife reality" the night before.

Qi Tong looked at the man in his arms, angry, thoughtful, and distressed, and grabbed his cheeks, "I said you just ran away after being raped? What's the future? Don't you dare to do it again?"

He Zhen blushed, and Qi Tong could feel the little fairy's face burning hot as he pinched the opponent's fingertips.

Tsk, it should be said that he has made a lot of progress, Qi Tong suddenly laughed when he thought about it, this little Hezhen tremblingly handed him the quilt at the beginning and said that he was not robbed, but now he has learned to rob him and run ruthlessly, but Didn't he grow up?

"What are you laughing at?" He Zhen patted his troubled hand in dissatisfaction.

Qi Tong laughed even more presumptuously. His words and the expression on his face were exactly the same as back then.

"How do you know I'm here?" Seeing that he kept laughing and didn't speak, He Zhen avoided looking at him.

"Guess."

He Zhen's heart sank, Qi Tong probably expected that he was still connected with this Wannian Tomb, so what is he looking for now?

"What do you want to ask?" He gritted his teeth and said in a broken jar.

"I want to ask..."

Qi Tong dragged his voice for a long time, and He Zhen looked at him with pursed lips.

Seeing He Zhen's nervous look, Qi Tong's heart softened, and he brushed the few strands of hair that fell on his forehead.

"I want to ask..." They were lying on the bed one by one, Qi Tong sighed pretending to be distressed, and felt that He Zhen's whole body tensed up instantly, so he slowly said: "You After knowing that I will not marry someone else as a wife, what wish did you change on the river lantern?"

He Zhen didn't react at first, but when he saw Shang Qi Tong's eyes full of gentle smiles, there was a buzzing in his head.

His eyes were sore and swollen, he stretched out his hand and pulled Qi Tong's collar, the other party was caught off guard by him and almost fell directly onto him.

He Zhen opened his mouth, but it was as if a stone was choked in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound. He held on to Qi Tong's clothes tightly and refused to let go. Drop by drop straight down.

"Hey, don't cry." Qi Tong wiped away his tears with his thumb.

But He Zhen's hot tears couldn't be broken, so Qi Tong had no choice but to bend down and kiss them all away.

"You...how do you..." He Zhen's lips kept trembling, and he managed to squeeze out a little voice, but he couldn't complete a sentence.

"Well, I remembered." Qi Tong kissed the tip of his nose and the corners of his mouth tenderly, "I have wronged our little Hezhen."

One sentence seemed to draw out all the grievances of so many years. He Zhen still wanted to cry, so he had to bite Qi Tong's lips fiercely. Make it up.

The room seemed to be on fire, and people who were already in love bumped into each other with nostalgia for returning from afar, and easily aroused each other's deep-seated desires.

He Zhen realized that she really missed him, even after a day of separation, and now that he was in front of her eyes, she didn't dare to think about how she walked through those 1000 years alone.

The coat was thrown at the end of the bed, and the lovers wished to dedicate every inch to each other.

At the moment when the arrow was on the string, there was a knock on the door of this house that both of them were very familiar with.

He Zhen glanced at the door, "Who?"

Qi Tong has never seen such an expression on his face. He is usually as obedient as a rabbit, but he still has this sharp look. The red corners of his eyes are very charming under the murderous eyes. Qi Tong can see The whole person was on fire.

"Young master, I found out that the young master of the underworld is outside the tomb."

A slightly old voice came from outside the door, a little distorted through the door.

"..."

The young master of the underworld was already on the bed, and only then did he find someone outside the tomb?He Zhen almost couldn't hold back from roaring.

He quickly glanced at Qi Tong, and found that this person was leaning on him and watching with great interest.

"A bunch of trash!" in this little fairy's eyes was so strange that Qi Tong almost burst out laughing.

He Zhen seemed to have sensed what he was thinking, raised his head and bumped him gently on the forehead, and said to the outside: "Don't pay attention to him!"

"But..." the voice hesitated.

He Zhen gave an inconspicuous "tsk", "Didn't you hear me?! I said ignore him! You can go!"

Someone who was "ignored" raised his eyebrows, suddenly having bad intentions.

Grabbing He Zhen's back and hugging him directly to the wall next to the door, He Zhen was caught off guard and accidentally hit the door with one hand, making a muffled sound.

The person outside the door heard the movement and quickly asked again: "Young master, do you want to bring the young master in?"

He Zhen was hugged by someone, with his back leaning against the wall, and something hot was pressing against him. This posture made him a little scared, and he couldn't help but glared at the mischievous Qi Tong, who unexpectedly hooked his lips very arrogantly.

"No, why don't you leave?"

The people outside the door didn't know whether they really cared or gossiped, and they didn't give up: "Are you going to let the young master wander around the mountains alone? He can't get in here."

As soon as the man finished speaking, He Zhen was caught off guard by the hot object, but thanks to his quick reaction, he bit his lip so he didn't scream out.

After he had recovered for a while, he was so angry that he slapped Qi Tong on the shoulder, and complained silently: What are you crazy about!

Qi Tong squinted his eyes, leaned close to the ear of the person in his arms, and his voice was as soft as a string was plucked in the night wind: "Then He Zhen, tell me, can I get in?"

"Young master?"

"roll!"

The angry beauty is also unique, and Qi Tong exerted force again, and He Zhen almost cried out, but when the voice came to his throat, he buried his head and bit Qi Tong's neck.

"The rabbit is in a hurry and biting someone." Qi Tong said with a big smile.

"Young master really don't..."

He Zhen raised his hand and slammed a cup across the air, "Get lost!"

He yelled hurriedly, even crying.

There should be more than one person outside the door, and they seem to be very regretful that they didn't get any gossip. They only heard the voice that was gradually walking away and said: "This temper is really getting bigger and bigger. I still want to pull the young master in and see them. Let's have a fight."

"Did you hear me, my temper is getting bigger and bigger."

After all the people outside the door dispersed, Qi Tong scraped his nose with one hand.

He Zhen was afraid of falling, but when he saw that he had one free hand, he hugged him even tighter, "Stop making trouble."

"Okay, listen to my wife." Qi Tong obediently carried him to the table.

He Zhen breathed a sigh of relief when he sat on the table, but soon he felt that something was wrong, Qi Tong was pushing against him, but now he stopped there and did not move at all.

The desire that had been aroused could not be satisfied, he kicked Qi Tong's waist and abdomen with his feet, and his eyes were red with grievance.

"Qi Tong, stop making trouble!"

Originally, when he was deeply affectionate, he took care of things logically, but was interrupted just now, Qi Tong discovered a rare side of this person, and couldn't help but want to continue teasing him.

"I didn't make a fuss, didn't I just stay still."

"You!" Looking at the smile in Qi Tong's eyes that he didn't intend to hide at all, He Zhen glared at him angrily, "You" for a long time, and finally was so anxious that he was about to cry. : "Don't bully me..."

"How can I bully you? If you tell me not to make trouble, I will settle down. You see, I listen to you more."

He Zhen looked at the man who was not good at teasing, his knees were still sticking to Qi Tong's waist, Qi Tong didn't know if it was intentional when he said that, he leaned forward on purpose, the two of them were as far apart as ever, The feeling was driving him crazy.

Confused by Qi Tong's breath, He Zhen opened his mouth and complained: "You don't love me, I hate you!"

Qi Tong: "Really?"

Being asked such a rhetorical question, He Zhen's overall momentum actually weakened, and he pressed his head into Qi Tong's shoulder with a flat mouth, and his voice softened: "Fake."

Qi Tong laughed and rubbed his head, how could he be so cute.

She was no longer willing to continue bullying him, hugged him in her arms, and went to bliss together.

The candles in the room were dimly lit, and the two hugged each other on the bed with their toes touching.

He Zhen rubbed into Qi Tong's arms affectionately, the quilt fell a little with his movements, and a small piece of their shoulders was exposed.

"Have you remembered it all?"

Qi Tong shook his head, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, and told him what happened after entering the Xiangsheng Studio.

"The reason why you were so anxious to drag me away that day was because of Tang Cheng's previous life?"

He Zhen adjusted his posture to make the hug between the two fit better.

"At that time, I saw King Lingjiang's fear overwhelmed the shock of the boy dying in front of my eyes. I didn't even think of asking someone to come and see the boy, so I ran back home."

So many years have passed, but He Zhen still remembers the mood at that time, he was afraid that something would happen to Qi Tong.

"Since I was a child, King Ling Jiang has always taken me to contact different mortals in a morbid manner, and then killed those people in front of me. This lunatic enjoys the pain of seeing others gain and lose, even my own life No son will be spared."

"That year, I took advantage of the fact that he was seriously injured in the battle with the Heavenly Soldiers, and the ghost servants controlled by him became dull, so I found the right opportunity to sneak out. I escaped from the Wannian Tomb for two years. If this lunatic knew that I was not only Had a good time, even with you, he will definitely not let you go."

Qi Tong sighed, and asked: "When I visited you, I always thought you were a mortal. Did King Lingjiang lock your spiritual power?"

"My mother died because I couldn't control my spiritual power when I was young, so he locked my spiritual power directly after throwing me into the Wannian Tomb."

He Zhen became aggrieved while talking, "After I stumbled into the center of the tomb by accident, there wasn't even the kind of pavilion where Xiao Zongzi stayed. I stayed there alone for dozens of days, and King Ling Jiang was probably killed by me. I was tired of crying, so I set up a small hut in the center of the grave."

Qi Tong thought of He Zhen who didn't even go to the inn to hide from the rain when it rained. He even laughed at him for being stupid, but now thinking about it, he just felt that a knife was stabbed in his heart. He Zhen who grew up in Wannianzhong , may not even have the basic concept of a shelter that can shelter from the wind and rain.

"Then what did you do during those years in the Wannian Tomb?"

Not knowing if she sensed that the atmosphere was getting heavy, He Zhen glanced at him with a smile in his eyes: "Playing with mud."

Qi Tong choked, he remembered that he also said this.

Seeing his speechless expression, He Zhen smiled like a little fox. After a while, he asked again: "I don't have spiritual power. I didn't know that you and Bu Yehou are not mortals. Why didn't you tell me then?"

"Didn't you say you hate ghosts?" Qi Tong tapped the tip of his nose, "So I decided not to say anything, you have to like me the most."

"As for Bu Yehou, I know he is a demon, but he is really too weak, and he lives a normal life with Dr. Sun. I thought he didn't even know what species he was."

Seeing He Zhen pursed his lips, looking like he was about to fall asleep, Qi Tong quickly pinched his cheek, "Hey, tell me what happened later, I want to hear how I lost my memory, The daughter-in-law who gets it can fly."

He Zhen's cheeks on both sides were deformed by him, and he slapped the man's messy claws away, and pulled the quilt up to cover half of his face.

"Your daughter-in-law's wings are stiff, and after feeding you a bowl of Mengpo soup, she flew solo."