I've smashed the villain again

Chapter 665 When we first met, Apricot Blossom Rain (finale)

The little fox was thrown over, still a little dizzy, its little paws grabbed Tang Zhou's clothes, and looked up blankly.

Then he was rubbed by his own mother from the ears to the tip of the tail.

"Chirp, chirp!!" The little fox cub subconsciously chirped twice, and finally groaned and hid himself in Tang Zhou's arms, not letting him touch it.

Don't let her touch it or hide it in her arms?

Silly girl.

Tang Zhou sneered.

Then there was another little white dumpling in his arms.

Mingyue flicked her sword hilt, scolding Tang Zhou for letting him watch the child, and then disappeared into the sky as a stream of light, looking like she was chasing Qinghui?

These two swords are inexplicable.

Obviously they quarrel and fight when they meet, but they still get together.

Tang Zhou rubbed the two hairballs in his arms.

Di Yi pouted his little butt, his nine fluffy tails, and burrowed into Tang Zhou's arms.

The next moment, the little fox, who hadn't felt the warmth of his mother, was grabbed by the nape of his neck and held in another embrace.

Di Yi raised his eyes in a daze, his watery and childish dark red eyes met his beautiful and cool blue eyes.

Emperor Yi: ...

Xiao Baituan was scared in an instant, and the little tails that surrounded him hung down, not to mention the two fluffy fox ears. The voice was a bit flattering, "Father."

Di Zhao snorted and hugged him tightly.

I thought for a while in my heart, this naughty bastard should be glad that his eyes followed Tang Zhou, so that he couldn't deal with it ruthlessly.

The last person was holding a small ball of hair in his arms. Tang Zhou raised his hand and swiped casually, and a thick branch protruded from the apricot tree next to him.

The two sat up casually and leaned on the side.

Di Zhao looked at the pink and white petals flying all over the sky, and suddenly his thoughts went back to a long time ago.

Tang Zhou's breath came over, and he casually leaned his head on his shoulder.

Di Zhao returned to his senses and lowered his eyes to look.

I saw Tang Zhou rubbing the little hair ball in his arms and screaming non-stop, rubbing the hair to blow it up.

Tang Zhou's strikes were very measured, it didn't hurt, just looking at the mess, and the whole body was rubbed like this, it was probably a bit awkward, the little fox cub raised his paw miserably, his big ice blue eyes were watery.

Seeing his daughter suffering, Di Zhao hesitated for a moment, then he still didn't say a word, and pressed Di Yi, who was poking his head out of his arms to see Tang Qiu, back into his arms.

Tang Ju just raised his eyes and saw the red lines at the corners of his eyes. The nonsense of last night suddenly emerged. Tang Ju came out with a free hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, laughing a little, "I don't know what I did. Drop? Let other people see it, and they don’t know how to laugh at you.”

"I like mine, they laugh at theirs." Di Zhao's words fell lightly, and he lowered his head and touched Tang Zhou's hair with his lips.

One hand controlled Di Yi, and the other wrapped around Tang Zhou's body.

Feeling the tranquility around him, he raised his eyes to look at the pink and white petals again, the corners of his lips moved slightly, the silver-haired beauty's cold eyebrows and eyes softened, and the corners of the eyes became more gorgeous, and the silver-white hair fluttered along with the petals.

The two depend on each other like a picture scroll.

Di Zhao closed his eyes, hiding the surging emotions in his eyes.

Back then when the apricot blossoms were raining, I first saw you. You were so light and elegant, and looked down at the flowers with others. At that time, he stood outside the circle, and he didn't know what it means to glance at ten thousand years.

Now it is still under the rain of apricot blossoms, I sit next to you, seeing your picturesque eyebrows, being intimate and casual with me, it suddenly dawned on me that this is what he has been seeking for thousands of years, what his heart has wanted.

--(over)--

(End of this chapter)