Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Gong Yuanzheng stood under the moon, with the sound of Meng Qiqi's piano in his ears, like a trickle of water, refreshing his heart.

The melody seemed to be telling what was in her heart, and he felt that every note was beckoning to him.

His heartbeat rose and fell with the sound of the piano, and his thoughts gradually became blurred, as if he saw Meng Qiqi shyly reaching out her hand to him.

In this quiet night, he believed that the sound of the piano was not just about her piano skills, or that she also had an indescribable feeling for him.

The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and the loss in his heart was gradually replaced by this beautiful fantasy.

Gong Yuanzheng leaned on the couch, closed his eyes and listened to Meng Qiqi's piano music.

He imagined Meng Qiqi's expression when she played the piano, wondering if her focused gaze also contained a hint of attachment to him.

Thinking of this, Gong Yuanzheng's mouth corners unconsciously rose.

Meng Qiqi's feelings for him must be hidden in the sound of her piano.

He decided to find an opportunity to express his feelings to Meng Qiqi. He couldn't be so reckless as he was this evening, without any sense of atmosphere.

Then, see if she really feels the same way about him as he expects.

Meng Qiqi, who was playing the piano over there, didn't know yet that Gong Yuanzheng started to attack himself just because of the sound of the piano, without her even having to coax him.

As Meng Qiqi's piano music spread, the melodious sound echoed in the empty corridor.

When the piano stopped, she slowly opened her eyes with a faint smile on her lips.

He turned around and entered the space, planted the seeds of Izumo Juren, and watered them with spiritual spring water.

As time slowly passed, the Yunzhonglian grew tender buds and green leaves, and its stems became thicker.

Meng Qiqi will take good care of it, watering it, fertilizing it, and observing its changes.

Thanks to Meng Qiqi's efforts, Izumo Juren finally bloomed into a beautiful lotus.

The petals are layered, the colors are bright and eye-catching, and they also emit an attractive fragrance.

My heart is filled with a sense of accomplishment. As long as I have this Izumo lotus, there will be endless Izumo lotuses.

Meng Qiqi carefully collected the seeds from the Izumo Lotus and planted them again.

After repeating this many times, after a few hours, there was a large field of Izumo lotus in front of her.

As the breeze blows, the large lotus flowers sway gently, like a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers.

Meng Qiqi stood in this sea of ​​flowers with a happy smile on her face.

With these Izumo heavy lotuses, I believe she will be able to refine the Fire Spirit Pearl soon.

From now on, no matter which world she goes to, there will be endless Izumo Juren.

At this moment, a strange fluctuation suddenly appeared in the space.

Meng Qiqi became alert and saw a ball of light slowly rising in the center of the sea of ​​flowers.

The ball of light exudes a gentle and comfortable atmosphere.

Meng Qiqi approached curiously, and she felt a summoning force coming from the ball of light.

After hesitating for a moment, she raised her foot and stepped towards the ball of light.

In an instant, the light became brighter. When the light faded, Meng Qiqi found herself on an island suspended in the air. There were strange plants growing on the island, and there was a palace looming in the distance.

Suddenly, a small and exquisite figure flew out from the palace.

Only when it flew closer did Meng Qiqi see clearly that it was a cute elf.

Its whole body was shimmering with a light blue glow, and its transparent wings were flapping rapidly.

The elf flew to Meng Qiqi, bowed respectfully, and rang out in a clear voice: "Master, I am Chuyun Chonglian, and I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Meng Qiqi looked surprised: "Why do you call me Master?"

The elf blinked his big eyes and said, "Master, since you have cultivated so many Izumo lotuses, it is natural that you have cultivated such a lovely me."

"The power released by Izumo Jurenhai created this entire floating island."

"According to the agreement, whoever can make the Izumo Lotus bloom in large quantities here will be my master."

"And you have a special affinity. I can feel that you are a kind-hearted person."

Meng Qiqi felt a little embarrassed for a moment. She was not kind at all.

However, after hearing what the elf said, I suddenly understood.

Then the elf took Meng Qiqi to visit this mysterious floating island and told her the uses of the various magical plants here.

After Meng Qiqi followed the elf around, she had a general understanding of the island.

She looked at the elf jumping around her, thinking that she had to give it a suitable name.

"Little guy, I can't always call you Izumo Juren from now on. This name is too long and too difficult to pronounce." Meng Qiqi said with a smile.

The elf tilted his head, his eyes full of anticipation.

Meng Qiqi thought for a moment, her eyes lit up: "Why not call you Xiaolan? You are all light blue, this name is simple and nice."

The elf happily turned a few circles in the air: "Okay, okay, Xiaolan is a good name."

From then on, whenever Meng Qiqi called "Xiao Lan", the elf would immediately fly to her side and accompany her happily.

The name Xiaolan gradually spread in the space. When other magical creatures heard this name, they knew it was referring to the cute and clever elf.

Meng Qiqi returned to her room from the space, lay quietly on the bed, looked up at the silent night sky, and saw the lovely moon slowly climbing up into the sky from behind the treetops, bright and round, like a jade plate.

The moon is like a jade plate, bright and clear, lingering in the silent night sky, bringing a faint sense of mystery to the world.

The bright moon hung in the sky, with stars twinkling around it, and the slightly dark sky made the moon look so bright.

The moonlight shines through the window onto Meng Qiqi's face, like a layer of soft gauze.

Her eyes gradually became blurred, and her thoughts seemed to drift to a distant place with the moonlight.

Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if they weighed a thousand pounds.

Gradually, she fell into a deep sleep.

In her dream, she came to the floating island again. The flowers, plants and trees on the island were more colorful than in reality.

Xiao Lan flew over and took her hand, leading them through the strange flowers.

The air was filled with sweet fragrance, and the flowers swayed gently, making pleasant sounds, like a grand concert.

However, at this moment, her name was called from a distance.

"Ms. Dream! Miss Dream!"

Meng Qiqi woke up from her sleep, and it seemed as if the whole world came back to life the moment she woke up.

There was a glint in her eyes, like a starry night sky.

She smiled faintly at the two maids, her delicate face filled with sleepiness, and her fresh breath like morning dew made the maids' hearts beat fast.

Meng Qiqi sat up and stretched.

Meng Qiqi, who was standing by, had been waiting for a long time with exquisite clothes in her hands.

The clothes were made of the finest silk and embroidered with delicate patterns. Every stitch and thread seemed to tell of the craftsman's dedication.

Meng Qiqi stepped forward lightly, gently spread out the clothes, put them on Meng Qiqi carefully, and then tied the ribbon meticulously.

Then, another maid came in with the prepared medicine.

The medicine exuded a bitter taste. Meng Qiqi frowned, took a deep breath, took the spoon handed to her by the maid, slowly scooped up a spoonful of medicine and brought it to her mouth, hesitating for a moment before putting it into her mouth.

The bitterness instantly spread in her mouth, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly, but she still forced herself to drink every spoonful of medicine.

After drinking the medicine, the maid hurriedly handed Meng Qiqi a candied fruit. She put it in her mouth and the sweetness relieved the bitterness in her mouth.

At this time, the sunlight just shone into the house, illuminating Meng Qiqi who had just finished dressing up. She looked like a beautiful painting.