The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

It wasn't until dawn that the charming spring light in the room slowly dissipated.

Hua Jue fell into a deep sleep, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that Xuanlong was also lying on the bed, and hadn't gotten up yet.Both of them were naked and their skin was close to each other. After realizing this, his cheeks were flushed again when he woke up.

...things are done on their own accord.Hua Jue only drank a small cup of Babaochun wine last night, knowing that he was sober at the time, his subsequent actions seemed to be possessed by a demon, not only obedient, but even proactive.

At this moment, the two of them were close to each other, even if Hua Jue moved a little, they would inevitably rub against each other, and it might wake up Xuanlong, so Hua Jue would not move.He blinked and stared quietly at the sleeping faces of the people around him, feeling that the world suddenly turned into a hot paste, leaving only Xuanlong clean and clear.

Hua Jue held her breath, and slowly traced Xuanlong's nose bridge, brows, and lips with her eyes, feeling her heart beating faster and faster.

How could I do such a thing with this dragon?

Hua Jue has always been weak, and she doesn't catch a cold in these aspects. Yesterday was the first time in 19 years that he was passionate, and Yuan Yang first ejaculated.Hua Jue looked down at the situation in the quilt: the dried white liquid exuded a faint musky scent, the mattress with dragon and phoenix patterns was scattered, the corners were wrinkled, and every place showed the confusion of the night before.His body was also covered in red marks, sore and weak.

He didn't dare to look any more, and when he raised his head again, his head was pressed into a warm embrace: "Are you awake?"

Hua Jue struggled and found that Xuanlong had opened his eyes.The dragon hugged him indifferently, seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said indifferently: "The mattress and quilt will be washed later."

Hua Jue: "..."

He choked for a moment, and said in a muffled voice, "Throw it away."

Xuan Long pinched the tip of his ear: "Don't throw it away. The bed quilt from the first night of the wedding will be kept, and we will be buried in the grave together when we grow old."

Every time he said a word, Hua Jue's face turned red again, and in the end she didn't know what to say, she just repeated stubbornly: "Throw it away."

Xuan Long held his face up, touched the tip of his nose with his nose, and said in a low voice, "No."

Hua Jue didn't say a word.Xuanlong poked him again, covered his bare|naked shoulders with a quilt, and teased: "Have you ever seen a monkey's ass? Your current expression can really be described by this."

The two of them got tired of lying on the bed for a while, and Hua Jue was so ashamed that she could hardly hear him speak, like a boiled hairy crab, when the quilt was lifted, it would emit steaming heat.Xuanlong sent someone to send a bucket in, and carried Huajue in to scrub it clean. In the middle of washing, he had to toss and toss. Finally, when the water cooled down, Huajue sneezed. The changed bed was wrapped up.

The cooked crab Huajue buried her face in the quilt and refused to look at him. Xuanlong sighed, and could only pat the big pile of quilt in front of him, and said in a warm voice, "Sleep a little longer, and I'll call you at mealtime."

Seeing that Hua Jue didn't respond, Xuan Long said slowly again: "Do you know that ordinary people's newlyweds also have to sleep until noon the next day? You are like this now, but—"

Hua Jue moved under the quilt, interrupted him impatiently, and was about to chase him away: "I'm asleep...you should hurry up and leave."

Xuanlong smiled, and pulled down the quilt covering his head, so as not to hold him back.Then he closed the door and left him to sleep peacefully.

In fact, Hua Jue couldn't sleep at all.He felt that the ball of paste in his mind became more and more, it seemed that the more he looked at Xuanlong, the more confused he became.This chaotic state lasted until the afternoon. Hua Jue was called up to eat, and the courtyard was sunny. Xuanlong held his sleeves and served him with vegetables. He seemed to like to watch him eat. The dragon kept staring at him with his chopsticks He looked, held his chin to look, and Mr. Hua Xiao's cheeks became hot again.

Xuanlong sighed lightly: "You are so shy, what should you do in the future?"

Hua Jue cheered up and glared at him, trying to regain some face: "What to do, all salads."

Xuan Long said: "I mean, when the real consummation of the house—"

Hua Jue put down her chopsticks with a "click", said "I'm done eating", and then rushed to the back garden like the wind.Hua Jue jumped over the hollow gate of the garden, leaning against the cold stone wall with her back, her heart pounding as she ran.On the other side of the wall, with a smile in his eyes, Xuanlong picked up a crystal shrimp leftover from someone who didn't eat well and ate it: "This person..."

How long should Hua Jue wait for her to be as affectionate as him?

Hua Jue is also thinking, how long will she have to wait?

He felt that he could not stay in this illusion any longer, Hua Jue ran to Luyuan to visit Hua Dabao with apprehension, and fed chopped cherries to Little Phoenix as usual.After Xiaofeng finished eating the cherries, he played a few weight loss games with Hua Dabao, and then squatted on Hua Jue's shoulder and went back to the room with him.

The room had been cleaned and tidy up and down.Birds have a keen sense of smell, and as soon as they entered the door, they could smell something strange in the air. Little Fenghuang looked at Hua Jue's tangled expression, and his heart was more than half clear. He took a pen and paper, and asked, "He touched you?" gone?"

Hua Jue didn't expect Xiao Fenghuang to be so straightforward, seeing the seriousness in the little fat bird's eyes that was completely different from usual, she immediately ignored the coyness, and replied hesitantly: "No...but..." Hua Jue was a little embarrassed, Silence fell.Little Phoenix roughly guessed the situation, but kicked his legs a few times angrily, poking his sharp beak on the table, almost piercing the board.The handwriting on the paper also pierced through the back of the paper, and he shouted angrily: "Trash dragon! Scum dragon! Just wait, I'll go and eat him!"

The little fat bird was so angry that its chubby flesh trembled and jumped up and down, but it couldn't even spread its wings to fly very far.Seeing it like this, Hua Jue couldn't help laughing, and her mood relaxed a lot: "Why are you so angry, mocking him... You are in an illusion and you don't know it, probably... you just bought me back as him It’s just a little girl from my family. It’s also because I wasn’t fully prepared, he probably...probably..."

"Hua Jue." Little Phoenix suddenly wrote to him, "Have you fallen in love with him?"

Hua Jue froze for a moment: "I didn't—"

"Think about it carefully, have you fallen in love with that stinky dragon?" Xiao Fenghuang ignored him and wrote again.Hua Jue didn't answer right away this time.

He slowly and slowly recalled what happened when he came in, and his voice gradually became weaker: "It should...not be."

"Then tell me, Hua Jue." Xiao Fenghuang wrote, "Is there any difference between the stinky dragon in this illusion and the real stinky dragon?"

Hua Jue thought for a while: "No."

Xiao Fenghuang went on to write: "Who does Xiaofeng like?"

Hua Jue fell silent, lowered her eyes, and suddenly felt a little flustered.He moved his fingers and said in a low voice, "He likes... Ning Qing."

The dust has settled.

Hua Jue opened her eyes wide, her whole heart sank slowly, like winter snow slowly drifting towards the ground, and she finally settled down at the last moment.He suddenly remembered the sleep talk that Xuanlong had just come to this illusion, and the name mentioned in the sleep talk, and finally understood where he had been hesitating for the past few days.Hua Jue felt suddenly enlightened, and confirmed her wish again in her heart, murmuring: "So it's Ning Qing..."

Little Phoenix watched him seriously, jumped onto his shoulder, and gently rubbed his face.Hua Jue scratched her head and smiled at it: "No, I don't like him, don't worry."

Xiao Fenghuang looked at him, put down the pen, and lay down in front of his teacup to sip water.After drinking the water, Xiao Fenghuang guarded Hua Jue, and after hesitating for a long time, he still wrote him a long letter: "I didn't mean to mention this matter. I just want to apologize to you. Back then we two I’m not familiar with you, I’m afraid you won’t show me your fate, so I pushed that dragon to stop blocking you.”

"I asked him...whether he wants to go back 20 years ago with the judge's pen, and look for clues about that man named Ning Qing. That smelly dragon had a very tough attitude and would not let you take risks, but after hearing what I said So I hesitated. So I think, he probably still remembers the person from his previous life, so he can't put all his thoughts on you. If you really like him, I think, you have to think carefully. "

Xiao Fenghuang's wording was careful: "My words, you can also take it as fart, I just think, if I were you, I would want him to like me because I am me, not because of some past life... Do you understand? "

Hua Jue touched it: "I understand."

Little Phoenix called out: "Hua Jue." Then he even said a few new words. After listening for a long time, Hua Jue finally understood that the little fat bird was saying to him, "Don't be sad."

"I'm not sad." Hua Jue thought about it for a while, and after a while, another person's name popped up, "I like...Mr. Sang, I have already made a statement with him. You don't have to Worry about me."

Sangyi?you like him?

Hua Jue swallowed, tried hard to drive away the voice in her head, and continued to tell Xiao Fenghuang: "That's it."

Want to marry him?I don't ask anymore.Look up at me, are you willing to be my princess, Hua Jue?

Little Phoenix still cuddled by his side, as if he didn't believe it.

Hua Jue breathed heavily for no reason, tossed and turned all night, and suffered from insomnia again.It wasn't until morning that he fell asleep vaguely, and when he fell asleep, he was disturbed by dreams and was very uncomfortable; he dreamed of his childhood.

That was before he was ten years old, when he was locked behind the gate of the courtyard, unable to speak, and unable to go out to meet outsiders.