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The hot air seemed to surge around me, and I was left with a splitting headache and a sense of drowsiness.

In the blur, cool fingers caressed my face.I tried to open my eyes, but they were covered.

My hands fell in the air, wanting to grab something, wanting to grab something, my body floated softly in the air, like a cloud.

If it is not pulled, I am afraid it will fly away.

I reached out my hand and was gently grasped.

Is it Runqing?My sluggish brain was like rusted iron, unable to turn an inch.

My senses are dulled, my mind is confused, I seem to be terminally ill.

Cool lips stick to my hot lips.The cold water came over from the gap between my lips, and my hand also found a place to grab someone's back.

The cold water mixed with semi-liquid ice fell between the lips and teeth, and was gently moved and turned by the tongue.

I am like a fish in the mud, with my mouth open, constantly asking.

Suddenly, the soaked cold lips left me.

I tried to grab him, grab him.

He followed the guidance, pulling my hand to intertwine with the cool fingertips, and I held on tightly, not letting him leave.

"You can't leave me, just like I can't leave you." He whispered in my ear.

After that, I can't remember what else he or I said or did.I still remember that night I slept very restlessly, as if I was being tossed and tossed over and over again.

The body is hot and cold for a while, as if poisoned.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt dizzy, my limbs were numb, and I always felt that I was beaten up!

There was a person sleeping next to me, I turned around and saw that it was Ye Runqing.He smiled slightly, held my hand, and slept peacefully like a young child.

This kid hit me at night?

I twisted my body, moved my limbs, and barely sat up.The hand was still held tightly by Ye Runqing.

I looked down and gently pulled my fingers out of his palm, it was warm.

Every time Ye Runqing falls asleep next to me, he always likes to pull a certain part of me.Either the hair, or the fingers, or the arms.It made me unable to move around every time I fell asleep, as if my hands and feet were tied up.

I glanced at the time, and I fell asleep until noon.Wang Meili's tea is really powerful.I staggered and walked out, and as soon as I opened the door, I saw Wang Meili was hugged tightly by Xiao Tao, Wang Meili was expressionless, and Xiao Tao was crying.

"You... what are you doing?" I stood behind the door, not knowing whether to enter or retreat.

Lao Wang glanced at me, "Do me a favor."

"What?"

"Knock her out."

"Ah?" I stood where I was, looking at Pharaoh in surprise.

"She has been crying all night, she won't be able to take it anymore." Old Wang's eyes were filled with pity.

I looked down at Xiao Tao, her eyes were swollen like rotten peaches, my voice was already hoarse from crying, I just hugged Lao Wang tightly.

I thought about it for a while, and pulled out a flower pot from the house, and was about to smash it down, when Lao Wang's face changed, "Are you sick?"

"Then what should I do? Get it yourself!" I angrily threw the flower pot into her hands.

With a wave of the old Wang's hand, the flowerpot shattered on the ground, miserable.

The next second, Pharaoh still made up his mind, stretched out his hand, and slapped Xiao Tao hard on the back of the neck, and saw Xiao Tao fell limply and landed in her arms.

"Which one are you two singing about? Bitter tricks? Don't think so, I will let you go! What kind of mess did you drink for me yesterday! It made me sore this morning, as if I was beaten up pause."

"Don't mess around with the shit bowl, it has nothing to do with my tea." Old Wang gave me a blank look, then he didn't have time to pay attention to me, and hugged Xiaotao horizontally.

"What happened to her?"

"Accidentally let her detect my spiritual vein."

Hey, I can't hide it anymore.

I followed Lao Wang back to her room, and saw her lightly placing Xiao Tao on her bed, gently brushing away the broken hair around her cheeks, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"What's the matter between you two?" I was suddenly curious. Although she and I were both cannon fodder, Lao Wang also had his own story, but I never asked.

"It's nothing, it's just a little fox and a little peach tree. It's nothing interesting." She said, tracing the outline of Xiaotao with her fingers.

"I don't have any wish now, as long as she lives well." She said it calmly, but the regret and reluctance in her tone still leaked out.

"I didn't expect that you are a lover." I admired.

"Fart." Lao Wang turned his head to look at me, his face flushed, "I have only liked one person in my life! It's not like you!"

"Me?" I froze. "What's wrong with me?"

"Heartless, hurting others and yourself!" Lao Wang scolded me uncharacteristically.

This is not the first time Lao Wang has said that I am heartless.She said it the first time Long Live came, she told me that her spirit veins were lost, and she also said it when she was about to die.

She picked up Xiaotao, "I have no choice, you are different from me, to be honest, I envy you."

The spiritual power in her body has been escaping, like a broken wine bottle, the wine inside has almost drained, and it has become a useless container.

In fact, I didn't feel too sad about Lao Wang's departure. As cannon fodder, she was just about to finish.Leaving this world, the next world will come as usual.However, when I saw her slightly staggering steps, I felt an inexplicable feeling of discomfort.

It should be something to celebrate...

Why be sad?

I left Lao Wang's room, and when the door closed, I could clearly see the tenderness in Lao Wang's eyes, almost overflowing.

A pair of hands wrapped around my waist.Don't look back, I also know who it is.

"Why are you sad?"

I turned around and looked at Ye Runqing. "Am I sad?"

His eyes met mine. "At least that's what your eyes say."

I was a little surprised, and couldn't help touching my eyes with my hands. I wanted to see what the sadness in my eyes looked like.

I found a mirror, wiped it as clean as new, and looked carefully at my eyes.

But no matter how I look, I can't see anything unusual.I showed a sad expression, but felt a little blunt and unnatural.I think my acting skills have regressed.

Ye Runqing was sitting beside me, watching me winking in the mirror.

He had a soft smile on his face, and his eyes never moved away from me, as if I couldn't get enough of him.

"Ye Runqing, you've been staring at me like this, you've got me in your hair." I looked at him through the mirror.

He smiled, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly, like catkins in the breeze.

"Runqing, am I the demon king?" I turned to look at him.

He looked at me, "Do you want to be the demon king?" He asked me back.

"I don't want to or don't want to. If you ask me to do it, I will do it. It's just that the brothers in the demon world have suffered a lot. If you don't, it seems reasonable."

"Then why do you still ask me?" He laughed.

"You said you've lived for a thousand years, so you think you should know more."

He laughed without saying a word.

I'm afraid it's a secret or something, so I won't bother.

"Then why were you an egg when your parents picked you up? Could it be that you are a phoenix?" I thought of the nirvana of the phoenix.

He shook his head, "I'm not a phoenix."

Ye Runqing walked to my side and tapped the center of my eyebrows with his hand. The air seemed to be quiet for a second, and a leaf just fell from the window, spinning and stopping in mid-air.

I opened my mouth and forgot to blink my eyes.

The next second, the leaves fell, it seemed that what happened just now was just my momentary illusion.

"Can you control time?" I looked at him in surprise.

"Ah."

"Then can you go back in time?" I think Ye Runqing must be a bug-like setting, and this hand controls time too well!

"It's not enough yet, my skills haven't fully recovered yet." He shook his head.

"When can it be?" I asked him curiously.

He pinched a lock of hair, "When it's all white." His tone was normal.

I looked at his half-white long hair, and was very curious about the moment when time was turned back. I wondered if he could take me back to see it.

"Okay, as long as it's what you want, I promise you." Ye Runqing whispered in my ear.

I turned my head and looked at him, "Did I tell you not to read what I was thinking? Ye Runqing!"

Ye Runqing is very strong. Not only is he a genius in cultivation, but he can also hear the voices of others, and now he can even control time. He is simply a creator-like existence!

Under such a powerful setting, he is actually my younger brother?Now I doubt very much whether Ye Runqing will be one of the protagonists of this book.

If he became the protagonist, wouldn't he have trouble with the heroine?

My heart skipped a beat suddenly, like biting into a peach, only to find half of a bug's corpse, it's very frustrating...

Ye Runqing has handsome eyebrows and a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes seem to be full of stardust, and the minds of those watching are wandering.

I looked at him, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt uncomfortable in my heart, and I felt like the ginseng fruit that my family raised so hard was eaten by Zhu Bajie overnight, making people want to cry without tears...

"What are you thinking?" He sat beside me, obedient and docile.

"Ye Runqing, if you marry a wife in the future, never choose a human being." I said seriously.

"Marry a daughter-in-law?" Ye Runqing frowned slightly, and then opened his eyebrows, "Then you marry me."

I stood up immediately, "I have served you for decades, you still want me to continue to serve you? Good idea!" I turned my head and left, leaving Ye Runqing behind alone.

I ran away.I feel that if I continue to talk, I'm afraid I won't be able to control the direction of things.

I think, people can't think too much, once there is too much, it is easy to mess up.

In the past, I only regarded Ye Runqing as my younger brother, and taking care of him was the right thing to do.Now, when I look at him, something is wrong.

I think he looks good when he smiles, he looks good when he is not smiling, he looks good standing up, and he looks good sitting down, but he looks like a ginseng fruit, but when he thinks that he might be eaten by others, I feel very distressed.

I'm afraid I've become a brother-in-law.

It turns out that the control of this matter can be changed if it is said to change.

Sin!