world.
The snow is falling outside the window, and the house is full of warmth.
In the house where I live alone, many small night lights are turned on at night.
Fluorescence flickered sporadically on the wall, leaving only a small bright circle on the wall.
In the tidy room, the tablecloths are arranged on the table, and an expensive scented candle is placed on the middle plate.
The candle was lit, and the small flame shot up, and the fragrance filled the whole room.
In front of the cloudy emperor, the incense is lit.
Qin Lingjun wore a long skirt, moved a chair, and sat in front.
When others worship gods and Buddhas or the Son of Heaven, they bow respectfully three times and nine times. Before that, they have to bathe and change their clothes, eat less meat, and afterwards they have to be devout in their hearts, so that God can hear what they think in their hearts.
Only Qin Lingjun, sitting on a chair, dared to sit on an equal footing with King Yama.
Listening to Yan Luowang, Qin Lingjun said, "It's a pity that the food in the underworld can't be brought to you. Jiang Jiang also specially brought a jar of wine called Qinghuan. I want you to taste it too."
Many Hades and judges in the underworld love wine.
Qin Lingjun smiled lightly: "There will be a chance in the future."
Yan Luowang: "Then I will keep it, and wait for you to come to the underworld in a few years and taste it with you."
This wine was given by Jiang Jiang this year, but I don't know when it will be in the coming year.
About reincarnation, how could one say for sure.
Qin Lingjun covered his body with his hands, and lowered his eyes to look at his delicate human body.
It's very nice in bare hands.
She said, "Go ahead and drink it. Jiang Jiang brought it specially, so he calculated that this wine is the most suitable for tasting today. After a while, the taste will be different."
Yan Luowang smiled there: "Okay."
Qin Lingjun listened to the voice.
One cup, two cups.
A jar of wine is actually not too much, basically one liter for a small jar and three liters for a large jar.
With Jiang Jiang's temperament, it is basically a small altar to send a single person, and the big altar will only be used during a big party.
I don't know how strong it is, but if it's like white wine, the concentration is too high, and it's too easy to get drunk after drinking it in a jar. It's okay to drink slowly, at King Yama's drinking speed now...
Qin Lingjun raised his head: "...you drink slowly."
Yama's voice paused for a moment, probably because he had stopped drinking.
He paused for a moment before replying: "Today is my birthday, I want to see you after drinking."
Qin Lingjun thought to himself that he also wanted to see him.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be fully dressed, even with the makeup on her face.
She didn't refuse King Yama to drink again.
The waiting time seems to be very long, and it seems that a very short moment has passed. In Qin Lingjun's mind, he recalled what happened many years ago, the last time he woke up and received power.
In the sand pile, the air was thin, and as a human being, she sank, which should have been equivalent to being buried alive.
However, in her own space, no one can kill her.
Even she couldn't kill herself.
When Yan Luo Wang stepped in, she was almost overwhelmed by the strength.
In a blank mind, thinking who is this? Why is he calling himself? Why is he so anxious
She could feel all his emotions.
These emotions are all caused by myself.
The body made a decision one step earlier than the brain, and she easily dragged Yama into the sand.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, so close to him that she could almost blend into one in the next moment.
After feeling the gloomy coolness in the hot body, it seemed as if he had got the treasure in his heart, and he couldn't let go of it at all. She just wanted to get in touch with him a little more, a little more.
Feeling him shouting "Niangniang" hoarsely in his ear.
Qin Lingjun shuddered, pulling his consciousness back from the past.
She had a weird look on her face: it's all Meng Xiaoni's fault, and she can give whatever the other party likes the most.
Qin Lingjun stretched out his hand and touched the silk tie around his neck with his fingers...
She told herself seriously in her heart: This is just an accessory of the long skirt, one of the decorations inherited from Western culture, with a touch of death color, very suitable for covering wounds.
And, it's very popular now.
Qin Lingjun put down his hand and let out a breath.
The flame of the scented candle moved slightly.
It seems that there is a wind blowing.
Qin Lingjun raised his head slightly, and saw a man in a gorgeous robe in front of him, stepping out of nowhere.
In the middle of the black and red robe, the roar of the beast is exquisitely embroidered, and on the jade belt tightened around the waist, there are various pass cards that only the King of Hades can wear.
Wearing pointed boots, they almost stepped on people's hearts, making Qin Lingjun's heart beat like a drum.
The faint scent of wine overbearingly invaded all the air around Qin Lingjun, soaking her whole body.
The momentum is getting stronger and stronger.
Qin Lingjun wanted to stand up from the chair, but unexpectedly, he met those dark eyes, and suddenly his lips were sealed by the bent man, and he pressed him on the chair.
Behind her is a hard chair, and in front of her is Yama, who is rarely seen showing emotion.
A kiss scented with wine.
After the kiss, there was a light apology: "I kept you waiting for a while."
Qin Lingjun: "No."
She never said she wanted to see him.
Why did this guy leave the underworld again without authorization.
Among the top ten Yama kings who run away from home, Yama can occupy the first place.
Qin Lingjun pursed his lips: "Happy birthday."
Yan Luowang chuckled: "I am very happy."
His eyes were filled with the meaning that Qin Lingjun couldn't see through.
This guy has long grown to be independent and has become an indispensable person in the underworld. He was always behind him, trying to keep up with his steps.
Qin Lingjun's throat tightened a little.
After thinking about it, she still said her own words first: "I want to take you to watch the fireworks."
There are no fireworks in the underworld, only volcanic eruptions, and the sparks of fighting with Asura, without the slightest sense of normal aesthetics.
Yan Luowang moved a little away, and stretched out his hand to take Qin Lingjun away from the chair: "Where do we go to watch the fireworks?"
Qin Lingjun: "Beach."
The category of the seaside is really a bit big, but Yan Luo Wang understood what Qin Lingjun meant, and took her to a deserted beach in an instant.
I don't know where the small island is, the only sound on the whole island is the sound of insects.
There was no one on the beach, and as soon as I looked out, I couldn't even see another island except the sea.
King Yan Luo stepped on the beach with Qin Lingjun.
The sand here is so fine that even the shellfish are not washed up by accident.
Qin Lingjun was originally wearing shoes, but after falling into the sand twice, he chose to give up the shoes without hesitation and landed barefoot.
She hooked her shoes with one hand and led Yan Luo Wang with the other. She found a piece of dry sand where the waves could not rush over, and motioned Yama to sit down together.
Yan Luowang was extremely obedient and sat beside her.
As soon as Qin Lingjun sat down, before he could use his strength, he heard a noise in the air.
She raised her head and her whole face was illuminated.
A huge white firework in the sky exploded instantly, scattered countless stars, turned red, and fell in the air, making a slight and intangible sound.
Is this the silent version of fireworks
Qin Lingjun was stunned, not knowing if it was her birthday to King Yama, or King Yama to himself.
The next moment, another red firework bloomed.
It is really like the national color of a peony, with a little bit of golden light in the red, blooming in the air, and then turning into a little bit of starlight, falling down again.
Then, there are hollow circles, stars of the Milky Way, double hearts pierced by an arrow, pagodas in the sky, and colorful rainbow circles. The fireworks that Qin Lingjun had never seen before exploded in front of her.
She turned her head slightly, and found that Yan Luo Wang was watching the fireworks very seriously.
Qin Lingjun stretched out his hand and waved it in front of King Yama.
Yan Luowang paused for a moment: "Huh?"
Qin Lingjun opened all his fingers and made a "five": "How much is this?"
King Yama: "..."
The faint smell of alcohol has not dissipated yet.
King Yan Luo stared at Qin Lingjun's hand: "... five."
Qin Lingjun looked at King Yama hesitantly, not sure if he had drunk too much. Maybe he drank a little too much, but he was still a little away from being drunk.
Yan Luowang explained: "After drinking Qinghuan, the consciousness is very clear."
Qin Lingjun understood: "No wonder it's called Qing Huan."
Yan Luowang paused: "It's just that there are too many villains in front of me now."
Qin Lingjun: "Little man?"
King Yan Luo replied a little seriously: "When I saw you just now, I wondered why there were so many villains on your shoulders and knees. They are people with high hands."
Qin Lingjun: "..."
This is no longer a question of drunk or not, it is a hallucination from drinking.
King Yan Luo was still a little dissatisfied: "When we arrived on an uninhabited island, who would have followed him?"
Qin Lingjun: "..."
No, I didn't follow you, but what you saw was all fake!
The fireworks in the sky are still exploding.
Qin Lingjun stretched out his hand amusedly, and rubbed Yama's head: "Why do you get drunk so easily?"
That's what he said, but Qin Lingjun also understood that the wine that Jiang Jiang sent to King Yan Luo was originally extremely high in concentration and extremely strong in stamina. No matter how strong Yan Luowang's drinking capacity is, it is not as strong as Jiang Jiang who secretly added food.
Yan Luowang still didn't agree with Qin Lingjun's words: "I'm not drunk. I'm very sober now."
Qin Lingjun nodded and followed Yan Luowang's words: "Yes."
King Yama frowned slightly.
The person in front of him didn't believe in himself.
The more villains, the more.
King Yama lowered his head, bit the silk on Qin Lingjun's neck with his lips, and pulled it hard.
Like opening a gift bag, the silk and satin were untied.
He bowed his head and kissed, and whispered: "Sweet."
Qin Lingjun narrowed his eyes, inserted his hand into King Yama's hair, easily tore off his hairband, lifted his head, and kissed his thin lips lightly: "Happy birthday."
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