I'm a Serious Fox [Transmigration Book]

The sky was getting dark, and the lights on the long street gradually lit up.The lanterns without heavy patterns connect the streets and the ends together.

Standing in the street and looking at it at a glance, the town under the night has a different style.

This small town is backed by Yaoshan Mountain, and further inside is the gate of the cultivation world, but there is an enchantment inside, and non-Taoist people cannot enter.

With the sea and the mountains, it can be regarded as the border of the human world.

If it is the border, it is necessary to build some defensive buildings. A [-]-foot-wide moat was dug around, and a tall tower was built three miles from the bank of the river. The high walls on both sides stretched for thousands of miles, endless.

However, there have been few wars in recent years, and this city tower has been regarded as a good place for the common people to watch fireworks.

The two of them walked near the city gate, and Hu Yibai saw the stall selling sugar cakes last time. The stall owner was an old woman who was nearly sixty years old, and she had a half-grown grandson by her side.

Although the stall is small and the location is remote, it tastes good and uses high-quality honey and goat milk.

Moreover, it is made and sold now. The freshly baked sugar cakes are loose and soft, and the milky aroma and honey sweetness are wafting out with the steaming heat. For a while, many children are clamoring for their parents to buy them.

Hu Yibai and Feng Ling were considered to be the few adults in front of the stall, but strictly speaking they were not adults either, as far as their biological age was concerned, they were still minors.

However, the height of the two of them is very bluffing. When the old woman took the copper coins, she smiled at the two of them and said to Hu Yibai: "Bring the lady to watch the fireworks. Come on, mother-in-law will add two more big red dates. Give birth to a precious son early, hold two in three years!"

Many children around laughed.

Feng Ling's ears were red, and he didn't know how to explain it, Hu Yibai took the sugar cake with two big red dates, handed it to Feng Ling, and also laughed: "Lady, after eating it, I will hug you two for three years. "

Seeing Feng Ling's embarrassed face, the old woman thought he didn't believe it, and deliberately showed off her glorious deeds: "My lady, don't believe me, I give one child as a gift, the daughter-in-law of the royal family in the east of the city, married I haven’t conceived for five years, so many doctor’s are useless, so I came here to eat my sugar cake once, and I’ve added a third one this year! The one I gave you is called Twin Cake, I guarantee you will have a double stick! If it doesn’t work, come and find me!”

It's getting more and more outrageous...

How can a man give birth to a child, and give birth to a twin?

Feng Ling wondered distressedly, did he look so much like a woman? Although he was often praised by his elders for his good looks since he was a child, it was unprecedented for him to be mistaken for a woman.

Besides, his face is not soft and charming, even if he is mistaken, it should be more likely to be mistaken for a woman because Hu Yibai is indistinguishable from male and female.

After Hu Yibai paid the money, he took the little Phoenix who was about to be cooked and left, and said in a low voice: "Don't mind, my mother-in-law's eyes are not very good, probably because the younger brother is so good-looking, she has never seen someone as outstanding as you." handsome man."

Feng Ling stared at the brocade sash fluttering in the wind, ostentatiously like corals on the bottom of the sea, and blamed herself for being recognized as a woman on this dress, thinking to herself that he would never wear this dress again next time.

Originally, I planned to go to the city tower to watch the fireworks in half an hour before leaving. I never thought that it would take a while, but the clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and the stars and the moon could not be seen.

After a few muffled thunders exploded in the sky, the pouring rain followed, and the bustling long street was in chaos for a while, and birds and beasts scattered one after another.

The two went to Chenghuang Temple to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Hu Yibai stretched out his hand to catch the rainwater falling from the eaves, and after a while, he gathered a handful of it: "Look at this posture, I'm afraid it won't stop for a while. But it's okay, if it doesn't stop after another half an hour, I'll take you By car, we can always go back before the curfew."

He poured out the rainwater in his hands, and dried his hands with Feng Jue.He took off his outer robe and folded it into a cushion, put it on the ground, and asked Feng Ling to sit down and rest.

These are new clothes, and they are still Mrs. Jiqiaogexian's handwriting, so it's better to be careful.

How could Feng Ling have the nerve to sit on his clothes, seeing that he treated her like a precious young master, she was even more at a loss: "No need, brother, just use the water-avoiding formula to control the sword and go back."

Then he hurriedly picked up his clothes, removed the dust on them, and returned them to Hu Yibai.

Seeing his respectful appearance, Hu Yibai couldn't help but want to laugh: "...There is no one here, why are you so reserved."

After saying that, he leaned over and approached his ear and said, "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

With the warm breath on the skin, Feng Ling couldn't help but take a half step back. When she looked up, she found that her brother was holding his shoulders and fingertips frequently nodding his arms, obviously dissatisfied with his deliberately avoiding.

He moved back slowly and carefully explained: "I'm not used to people getting too close."

other people?

Hearing this word, Hu Yibai's teeth started to itch a little. Didn't he just confess his confession a few days ago, why did he become someone else today?

Feng Ling touched her neck: "If you get too close, I will get pimples."

Hu Yibai was taken aback for a moment, then went over to take a look, it was true.

And full of goosebumps.

Before in the Xuanming Palace, he let himself get out of the way impatiently, thinking that he was only targeting such annoying people as Hu Yibai, but he didn't expect that he was not suitable for anyone.

What is this, skin allergies?

However, apart from pimples, he has not seen any allergic symptoms such as dyspnea and itchy skin.

Could it be a psychological factor?

He looked at Feng Ling's vigilance all the time, and he seemed as if he would run away if he took a step closer. Suddenly, he had a bad taste, and he thought of teasing him. He pinched his chin and said, "Junior Brother, I'm afraid you have some kind of disease." It must be cured, I happen to know that there is a way."

Feng Ling had always believed in his words, and immediately said: "How to cure it?"

Hu Yibai said nonsense casually: "This kind of disease can be attacked with poison. You just need to force yourself to adapt a few times."

As he walked over, he suddenly put his hands on Feng Ling's cheeks. He was already half a head taller than Feng Ling, so when he looked up, he seemed to be holding his face.

Feng Ling was forced to look up at him. Although she couldn't see the other person's face clearly through the bamboo hat, she could feel the hot gaze staring at her.

The pimple that was about to recede suddenly reappeared and became more severe, not only where it was touched, but also from the heart to the outside, the whole body seemed to be roasted on a fire.

He wanted to dodge for a moment, but Hu Yibai held his face down, like a death row prisoner nailed to the gallows, but a death row prisoner hurts life, and he is a murderer.

Hu Yibai originally wanted to tease him, but after a while he felt that Fengling's whole body was shaking, and his head was slowly drooping, as if he was about to faint, which startled him, so he hurried to support him Shoulder: "Are you okay?"

When Feng Ling raised his head, there were tears in his eyes, his face was pale and tired, but he smiled, grabbed Hu Yibai's hand and pressed it to his face: "Look at senior brother, it seems to be healed."

There are really no more pimples on my body.

Hu Yibai didn't expect that he was talking nonsense, and he cured his illness in a crooked way.

Then he was still worried: "I just don't know if it's good for me alone, or good for everyone."

Feng Ling was very satisfied: "As long as you are nice to senior brother, that's enough."

Anyway, he doesn't like other people touching his body.

What he said was probably just a literal meaning, and there was no other superfluous meaning, but in Hu Yibai's ears, he immediately turned 180 rounds.

If it really shows its original shape, it is estimated that the nine big tails can be turned into propellers.

As long as the senior is enough, do you like him so much?

But after being excited, he was woken up by a basin of water from the Arctic Ocean. If he confessed his identity to him after the sword test, would he never see this scene again.

Those little goldfishes who looked at him with scorching eyes and would only open their hearts to him shyly would probably never belong to him again.

Thinking about it, Hu Yibai was taken aback by his own thoughts, why did he feel pity?

The two sat in a corner of the temple, looking at the pattering rain outside the door.

Hu Yibai suddenly said: "Feng Ling, I'm just asking, why do you like me? After all, you haven't even seen my real face."

In fact, on the day Feng Ling confessed to him, he had simulated many possibilities in his heart.

Because 'Senior Brother' was the only one who helped him.

Because the 'senior brother' is gentle and kind, and treats others with courtesy.

Because the 'senior brother' will listen to his words and take the initiative to care about his feelings.

Because the 'senior brother' always lends a helping hand when he is in trouble.

... and so on, many, many more.

But Hu Yibai feels that it is both, and it is not.

Originally, he thought that since he couldn't answer him, he might as well let this past pass away with the wind.

After Feng Ling and Guan get married, maybe they will regard this confession as a dark history of life.

After all, when he was in school, he had seen too many love affairs when he was a student. In the end, he cried and cursed, hated each other, and regretted being blind at the beginning.

Life is a stage of continuous growth, not to mention the unstable adolescence, people are the most uncertain.

Feng Ling is a child, but she is not.

He must hold on to this pass, and not let this wildfire start a prairie fire.

Unexpectedly, when Feng Ling heard this question, he was not surprised at all. He said honestly: "Actually, I also asked myself that if I answered clearly word by word like a test question, I might be able to write a long novel. But it seems Both right and wrong."

As soon as these words came out, Hu Yibai's heart skipped a beat.

Is this a tacit understanding?

Feng Ling: "Maybe the problem is not that complicated. It's like eating sugar cakes. Why do you like them? Because they are sweet and soft. But some people don't like them. It's because they don't like sweets, or they haven't seen sugar cakes at all. Cake. The same is true for liking someone, because that person happens to fit your liking, and you happen to meet him at the right time, that's all."

When Hu Yibai heard this answer, his face under the bamboo hat froze for a moment, and then he showed a look of relief.

Is it just that simple?

It's just that people who like the type of 'Senior Brother' just happen to appear at the right time.

What about Hu Yibai?

After taking off this layer of bamboo hat, would he still be the person he dreamed of?

Hu Yibai looked down at the meteorite paper on his finger, for a moment, he really wanted to take it off impulsively and use his original voice.

But after holding it tightly, he still slowly let go, "Fengling, if one day you find that I'm not the kind you like..."

Feng Ling: "It's the definition that comes with Tang Cake first, not the definition of Tang Cake that comes first."

Hu Yibai: "Then what if I lied?"

He still didn't say the last half of the sentence.

Instead, he suddenly grabbed Feng Ling's shoulders, leaned against himself, and murmured: "It's a bit cold."

Feng Ling didn't think much about it, and was hugged obediently by him, and after a while she plucked a feather from her body for him.This time is different from the previous ones. There is a circle of soft fluff on the top, and the end has some reflections. It looks like a fluorescent stick in the night. Even if it is pure white, it looks extraordinarily gorgeous.

Hu Yibai looked at the little feather in his hand, dumbfounded: "You gave me one before."

Feng Ling explained: "The two are different, this crown feather can"

Realizing that she had slipped her tongue, Feng Ling silently stopped talking.

Hu Yibai: "..."

Everyone knows that the reverse scales of the dragon and the crown feathers of the phoenix are the most immovable things. The feathers that grow there usually do not fall off by themselves. Pulling it out is probably as painful as peeling off a piece of skin.

Seeing Feng Ling's indifferent look, Hu Yibai suddenly felt that the feather in his hand became very hot.

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