The wind is howling and the rain is howling.
The rain hits the banana leaves, and the whole yard is noisy.
The autumn rain brought coolness, and together with the cold wind, it ravaged the flowers and plants outside the window.
Inside the window, the candlelight is dim, but the warmth remains.
Luo Qingzhou helped Xia Chan take off her shoes and was about to help her take off her stockings when she struggled and kicked him in the face, then ran onto the bed and shrank into a corner.
Bai Ling sat on the bed and smiled secretly, and asked, "Sir, does it smell good?"
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, sat down beside the bed, and continued telling the story of "Xiao Bao and his wives".
Before Fang Yi could answer, Wei Xiaobao had already jumped onto the bed, got into the quilt with his shoes on, and slept between the two of them. He held Fang Yi's neck with his left hand, and hugged Mu Jianping's slender waist with his right hand...
At this point, Bailing looked down at herself, then turned her head to look at Chanchan next to her, and curled her lips slightly.
Mu Jianping stretched out her right hand and pushed him hard. Wei Xiaobao took advantage of the situation and turned his head to kiss Fang Yi on the mouth, praising her: "It smells so good!"
When she said this, Bailing touched her pink lips unconsciously, and the scenes of the story emerged in her mind, but the "Wei Xiaobao" in it became a stinky son-in-law, and the "Mu Jianping" in it became her...
"Humph, this story was made up by the son-in-law just for himself. He actually wants to hug women left and right. Humph."
While listening, Bai Ling muttered to herself.
Soon it was early morning.
Luo Qingzhou paused and said, "Let's stop here for tonight. My voice is almost hoarse and I still have to study tomorrow."
As he said this, he stood up and went over to open the window.
The autumn rain outside the window is still falling heavily.
In the courtyard, flower petals were scattered all over the ground.
The night sky was covered with dark clouds and drizzling rain.
But the thunder had stopped.
Bailing pouted immediately and said, "Son-in-law, you clearly promised Chanchan that you would not leave tonight."
Luo Qingzhou closed the window, turned around and said, "I didn't say I was leaving."
When Bai Ling heard this, she smiled and revealed two sweet dimples on her face. She asked in a crisp voice, "Son-in-law, if we don't tell stories, what should we do?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Go to sleep."
After hearing this, Bailing was stunned for a moment, blinked and said, "Sleeping? Who is with whom?"
Then her face changed: "Son-in-law, do you want to be like that bad little treasure, hugging girls left and right? Humph, forget it! Chanchan and I will not let you succeed!"
After saying that, he immediately crawled over and lay down inside, pulled the quilt over himself, and closed his eyes.
Xia Chan sat in the corner, glanced at her, and then looked at someone outside.
Luo Qingzhou also looked at her and said, "Chanchan, it's getting late, you should go to bed soon. I won't leave, I will sit here and accompany you."
Bai Ling immediately opened her eyes again and asked, "Sir, aren't you sleepy?"
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, walked over, untied the curtain, pulled up both sides, and covered the inside.
Then he walked to the table in the corner and sat down, took out the jade from the storage bag, and looked at the message sent on it.
Sister Yue: Not going tonight
Luo Qingzhou immediately replied: Okay, Sister Yue, then you should go to bed early.
Xia Chan was still sitting in the corner of the bed, hugging her knees, looking at him quietly and hazily through the thin curtain.
Bailing lay there, stretched out her hand to grab her little feet in snow-white stockings, stroked them, and whispered: "Chanchan, it seems that the uncle likes your feet very much. Let the uncle come up and touch your feet before sleeping, okay?"
Xia Chan struggled for a while, pulled her feet into her skirt, pushed her hand away, and remained silent.
Bailing suddenly stood up, hugged her and lay down together, covered her with a blanket, and said, "Chanchan, let's sleep together and ignore your uncle."
Xia Chan was holding the sword under the quilt, her body stiff. She didn't struggle, nor did she speak. She turned her little face away, still looking outside.
Bailing hugged her and kissed her, then followed her gaze and looked outside, whispering, "Chanchan, are you missing your uncle?"
Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand and still said nothing.
Luo Qingzhou sat under the lamp and did not feel sleepy. Seeing that Sister Yue did not reply to the message, he thought for a while and sent a message to Xiaoyue: Xiaoyue, are you asleep
In the palace.
Nangong Huoyue, dressed in a fiery red dress, with a pair of snow-white jade feet bare, was standing in front of the window, staring at the autumn rain outside in a daze.
The jade on the table suddenly vibrated.
She stood there for a moment, then walked over, picked up the jade from the table and took a look at it.
After a pause, she directly stretched out her jade finger and replied: No, what's the matter
When Luo Qingzhou saw this reply, he was stunned for a moment. He felt that the tone did not seem like Xiaoyue. After thinking about it, the editor said: It’s okay, I just can’t sleep and want to chat with you. What are you doing
Nangong Huoyue replied: I am thinking about something.
Luo Qingzhou: Oh, do you want to hear a story
Nangong Huoyue looked at the message on the jade and replied: I don’t want to
Just as he was about to send it out, he suddenly stopped.
After a moment's hesitation, she re-edited her sentence:
Luo Qingzhou: Call me brother, call me good brother
Nangong Huoyue looked at the message, a cold light suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she clenched the jade in her hand, wishing she could crush it directly.
But after pondering for a moment, reason overcame impulse.
She really needs his help now and in the future.
He is the body of a thunder spirit. With him, she will have a much better chance of success when she goes through thunder tribulations in the future, and she won't have to worry about losing her soul.
After thinking carefully for a moment, she placed the jade on the table, then walked to the table and sat down, her mind leaving her body.
In the room.
Luo Qingzhou was holding the jade and wondering about Xiaoyue's attitude tonight when the message came back.
Xiaoyue: Brother, brother, good brother, sister loves you. Sister wants to ask brother to tell sister a story, okay? Sister is already thirsty.
Luo Qingzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief, as he had thought Xiaoyue's jade had been stolen.
He replied: Do you want to hear a story or a scripture
Xiaoyue said: "Let's talk about stories. The scriptures are so complicated. My senior sister is not here, and no one explains them to me. I don't understand them. By the way, isn't my brother with my senior sister tonight?"
Luo Qingzhou: It was raining and thundering outside, so we didn't go out.
Xiaoyue: Brother, do you know the true identity of your sister Yue now
Luo Qingzhou: I don’t know. Sister Yue didn’t tell me, and I didn’t ask.
Xiaoyue: Brother, do you want to know? Call me good sister twice and say "good sister, brother loves you, brother wants to kiss you", and I will tell you, okay
Another room.
On the bed covered by a beautiful curtain, a girl in a snow-white dress was lying on her side. Her face was a little pale. She was holding a piece of jade in her hand and watching silently.
Luo Qingzhou: No need. If I want to know, I will ask her myself. If she doesn't want to tell me, then there is no need for me to know. Besides, she, you and I are all soul friends. I don't think it's necessary to involve reality.
Xiaoyue: Brother, I feel sad when I hear you say that. Are we always friends in spirit? Why can't we meet in person and have physical contact as well
Luo Qingzhou: I don't think it's necessary. Haven't you noticed that the personalities of our flesh and soul are somewhat different? When the soul and soul are connected, we can speak and act without restraint and release our own nature. But if we met in the flesh in reality, I think we might not be able to maintain this kind of friendship.
Xiaoyue replied after a while: Brother is right, so will brother and sister only be friends in spirit forever? Will they never meet in the flesh
Luo Qingzhou said: If there are no accidents, it should be. You also know Sister Yue's character. Until now, she is not willing to admit that she is a friend of mine in spirit, let alone meeting in the flesh. She will never agree.
Xiaoyue: That's right, Senior Sister has a bad personality. I guess you will be even more disappointed if we meet in the flesh. Brother, you should not meet her. But brother, you can see my sister. My sister's personality in the flesh is very good. I will definitely not let you down.
Luo Qingzhou: No, do you still want to hear a story
Xiaoyue: Yes, sister wants it, brother please give it to me
Luo Qingzhou began to edit the story and sent it out paragraph by paragraph.
After posting a chapter, Xiaoyue replied: Brother, forget it, don't post it. It seems to contain a method of enlightenment. There are many omissions in the sentences before and after, and it is not readable at all. You should wait until we meet and then tell it to your sister directly.
Luo Qingzhou: Okay
Xiaoyue: Brother, how about we meet now? It's just raining outside, no thunder. You tell me a place, and I'll go out to find you, okay
Luo Qingzhou: No need, maybe next time
Xiaoyue: Brother, when is the next time? I got some good treasures recently and I want to show them to you.
Luo Qingzhou: Why not wait for a better day? Let's do it tonight. You come out first. I'll find a place later and tell you the location.
Xiaoyue: Great, brother, wait, I will be out soon
Luo Qingzhou turned his head and glanced at the bed. When he was about to reply, the jade stone suddenly vibrated. It turned out to be the belated news from Sister Yue.
Sister Yue: Well, you should also rest early. You absorbed too much moonlight last night, and your soul needs to rest and digest. Don't let your soul leave your body tonight, otherwise all your efforts may be wasted.
Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he saw the message, and quickly sent another message to Xiaoyue: Xiaoyue, things have changed. I am not feeling well. I need to rest. I will not go out. Maybe next time.
Although the treasure is very tempting, cultivation is still the most important thing.
He immediately replied to Sister Yue: Well, thank you Sister Yue, I will stay at home tonight and not go anywhere
Xiaoyue replied quickly: Bad brother, you are playing tricks on me again. I am flying onto the roof. Woohoo!
Luo Qingzhou: Xiaoyue, I'm really sorry. Let's wait for two days, when the rain stops, and then I'll apologize to you, okay
Xiaoyue: Forget it, since my brother is not feeling well, let’s do it another day. Oh, my sister is so pitiful.
When Luo Qingzhou was about to say a few more words of comfort, Bailing's voice suddenly came from the bed: "Son-in-law, do you want to sleep?"
As she spoke, she opened the curtains, got off the bed, put on her shoes and said, "I'm going back to my room to sleep. I can't sleep here. Chanchan smells so good that my mouth is watering. If you want to sleep, you can go upstairs and sleep."
After saying that, he left the room and closed the door.
Luo Qingzhou was stunned and looked towards the bed.
The figure lying on the bed was hazy and unclear.
A moment of silence.
He put away the jade, walked to the bed, gently lifted the curtain and looked inside.
Xia Chan was wrapped in a quilt, her dark hair scattered on the pillow. She was looking at him quietly with her dark eyes open.
There was no fear, no panic, and no talking. The little face was very calm.
The two looked at each other in silence.
Luo Qingzhou stared at her for a while, reached out to untie the belt around his waist, took off his robe, took off his shoes, opened the curtain, and prepared to go up.
Xia Chan finally spoke, her voice trembling: "You, what are you doing?"
Luo Qingzhou did not go up immediately. He reached into the quilt, felt around, and held her hand. He took the sword out of her hand and put it on the ground. Then he climbed onto the bed, got into her quilt, hugged her and said, "Nothing. I'm just sleeping with you."
Xia Chan's body was stiff, she stared at him blankly, two blushes appeared on her cheeks, but she did not struggle.
Luo Qingzhou leaned sideways, hugged her slender waist, stared at her pink little face quietly for a while, then gently untied the belt around her waist.
Xia Chan trembled, grabbed his hand, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
Luo Qingzhou stared at her dark and panicked eyes for a while, then suddenly leaned over and kissed her blushing cheek, whispering, "Chanchan, Master has always been avenged. You have bullied Master so many times, so why won't you let Master bully you this once? Let go."
Xia Chan stared at him blankly, and slowly let go of the hand that was holding his...