After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

Rong Yi looked at him, her mouth was covered by Xiang Li Fei Lu, she didn't know what to say for a moment.He pecked him lightly to loosen his fingertips.

Soft lips, slightly hot breath, and moist and cool teeth, gently biting his palm.

Xiangli Feilu was stunned for a moment before letting go.

"You brought me food, but you didn't allow me to eat it. There is no one like you who raises phoenixes." Rong Yi said.

"Shangshen, there are many emotions in this world, it's not as simple as the word "nurture". Xiangli Feilu said to him, staring at him with green eyes, "What kind does God want?" "

Rong Yi was stunned.

The phoenix sugar figurine in his hand was still shining brightly in the dusk, with the color of maltose and dyed sugar surface. He looked at him with some hesitation, and then asked: "Are there... more kinds..."

"Parents raise their children, the king works hard for all the people, lovers stay together, and teachers teach apprentices... There are beggars on the roadside, and there are people who give porridge and food." Xiangli Feilu stared at him quietly, "These are all "keep". "

Rong Yi frowned, thinking carefully.

There are not so many things in the heavenly world. The biggest rumor in the heavenly world still stays at the time when the seven fairies descended to the lower realm, or taking a step back, it is that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are separated by the Milky Way.

He whispered: "In our place... raising means that there is someone who is with you. Thousands of years, ten thousand years... all together."

——How long ago was that.

Every phoenix has to find its own feeder, no parents teach it, it is what he heard in Brahma.Xing Qin and other little phoenix groups often discuss such things.

"The phoenix is ​​born with Nirvana. As long as it is not voluntary to become a feather, it will almost never die or be injured, and live the same life as the sky. If there is no keeper for such a long time, how lonely the phoenix will be."

He also understood at that time that he needed a feeder.He also does want a feeder.

"Or, God wants me to play your father?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Xiangli Feilu continued to ask in a soft voice.

Rong Yi was stunned again, subconsciously denying: "No, I have a father, even though he is dead. And if you become my father..."

That was funny, he thought hard, and laughed.

Xiangli Feilu didn't smile, he still stared at him calmly and gently.

"Then what if I am like the Peacock Daming King? What if you are my apprentice like Qingyue?"

"It's not good either..." Rong Yi said subconsciously again, and then muttered, "Master has never raised me like this, and he only accepted me as an apprentice."

"That Qingyue and you both live in the pagoda with me, but their identities have changed, why don't you want it?" Xiangli Feilu asked.

"Because..." Rong Yi fell into deeper thoughts, and after a long time, he tentatively said, "Because in your world, the apprentice will leave the teacher, which means that the master will no longer support you. But in heaven, only the master and the apprentice are the two of you. If no one dies, then the master-student relationship will always exist."

He finished the sentence, realizing randomly that it might not have been quite right, but he couldn't describe his feelings any more precisely.

Rong Yi stopped eating sugar figurines, he pasted the glutinous rice paper back to its original position, then sat down cross-legged, still the same as before, leaning against Xiangli Feilu. "If you say more, I think I need to learn more."

He reached out and touched the scriptures in his sleeve again. The inferior scrolls exuded a strong fragrance of ink. "I also have questions for you, such as..."

For example, in some novels, three wives and four concubines are common, and the wives and concubines get along very happily and give in to each other.In some novels, the wives and concubines turn against each other, and no one can intervene in the lover's world.Some people seek someone with one heart, some people seek someone with sincerity, and these two "people" sometimes don't seem to be talking about the same thing.

These used to confuse him, but he is not a person who is obsessed with solving problems, so he was just confused before, and forget it.

"People in the world have rumored that I have feelings for the Peacock Daming King Bodhisattva, but the God of God doesn't seem to be angry." Xiangli Feilu said.

Rong Yi whispered: "Because Master is dead, he will no longer be raised by you."

"Then if I really have feelings for the Peacock Daming King, when I was raising you, I actually thought that it would be better than the Peacock Daming King, and if I still think about the Peacock Daming King, the God will be like..."

This time Xiangli Feilu hadn't finished speaking, Rong Yi interrupted him anxiously: "No!"

He glared at him angrily: "We, Phoenix, never find two feeders at the same time, and never allow a feeder to want to raise others at the same time. If you don't want to raise one, just tell us in advance."

"Phoenix has a high temperament..." Xiangli Feilu looked at him quietly, "I understand, God."

Rong Yi still stared at him: "Then do you still want to support my master..."

He seemed to have finally realized what was wrong—he used to think that the death of the peacock was the end, so he never thought about it that way.

He has also seen in the storybook that after one party dies, the other party still wants to raise it, so he will start raising the lover's relics.He appreciates this approach.

He then asked, "I see. Then, if you offer lamps, isn't that the same as raising the relics of Master?"

"King Peacock Daming is the former God of Protecting the Nation. I never thought about it that way." Xiangli Feilu's voice was still calm, but a faint smile appeared in his green eyes. "Little Fenghuang, you can learn when you are in love for a while, but don't learn so fast, you will become soldiers."

He reached out and gently stuffed the sugar figure into Rongyi's pink cuff, then leaned over and gently kissed him on the forehead.

Rong Yi raised her face and pointed to her mouth.

Xiangli Feilu expressed his refusal with his eyes - they are now at the top of the pagoda, and everyone in Jiangwang City is looking at them.

But Rong Yi has always gone his own way, on the basis of not involving issues of principle, he has always acted rashly.

So he grabbed Xiangli Feilu by the collar, tiptoed to kiss him, and put his hands on his shoulders.

Xiangli Feilu turned his head to dodge for a while, but he didn't dodge, closed his eyes, and let him smack his lips willfully.

Then, he opened his eyes, looked at Rong Yi with a smile, and took a step back.

On the contrary, he looks confident.

Even if Xiangli Feilu didn't look out at this small movement at this moment, he still felt the boiling momentum on the long street. People with sharp eyes glanced casually, keenly captured this scene, and excitedly said: "Hurry up!" Look, look! Just now on the pagoda, the young master kissed the Buddha!"

"Ouch, don't talk nonsense—"

"Really! Look how close they are!"

"Really, I saw it too, woo—"

Xiangli Feilu stretched out his hand, and gently pinned a lock of Rongyi's hair to his ear: "Don't eat the candy man, keep it away."

Rong Yi was very obedient this time: "Okay. Then you have to buy me candied haws."

"Buy it yourself, I want to guard the tower." Xiangli Feilu said.

Rong Yi glared at him again, groaning and going downstairs by herself, ready to hook up with the little priest to buy candied haws together.As he walked, he muttered: "When I was in Brahma, even the pricks were peeled off by Xiaolong."

Xiangli Feilu smiled quietly: "Then the god returned to Brahma?"

Rong Yi heard this sentence from a distance, and flattened her mouth resentfully: "Buddha, you talk a lot. I can't seem to find the politeness you used to treat me."