How to make the white lotus surrender

Shen Jitong could clearly feel that the young man's attitude towards him was softening. Although the young man still looked stubborn, in his eyes, he looked like a little milk cat clamoring to scratch his paw.

On the contrary, it made him feel a little teasing or even flattering.

Shen Jitong used to prefer beauties who are voluptuous and affectionate. Among them, there are those who are full of charm and infatuation, and those who are flirtatious and beautiful but extremely innocent. They are all the first ones he chooses.

On the contrary, Yu Deng, who is thin and handsome like ink, has little contact with them, and of course it's not that he has never met them, but they are either aloof and difficult to coax, or they are lively and charming.

Yu Deng is not the most special, but it is the one that gives him the most headache but he has to indulge.

After all, at the beginning, he was a good man who loved his wife deeply in front of others, and then he said that he only wanted to be good friends with them.

Shen Jitong is good at disguise. Every time he changes his appearance, he must take a new name and create a new character design. When he meets Yu Deng, he will be overturned.

After all, he has his own charm and rarely uses these methods.

Shen Jitong was a little lost in thought, and the ink on the vermilion brush in hand dripped onto the notebook.

He simply threw the vermilion pen to one side, stood up, and Moxiu, who was serving on the side of the warm-colored hall, was dressed in blue, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, you are going back home?"

Shen Jitong lazily pulled back the clothes scattered on his shoulders, and said in a tired and cold voice, "Well, you can take care of the next matters as you see fit."

The Moxiu hurriedly knelt down and respectfully sent Shen Jitong away.

Shen Jitong was dressed in Tang-colored robes, and with his elegant and melancholy face, he showed a bit of indescribable amorous feelings.

A message came flying, and it slowly unfolded in front of Shen Jitong.

Shen Jitong narrowed the tails of his long eyes, and his voice was low and gorgeous: "Huh? Is the puppet leader in Dusheng City trapped?"

He sneered, and a bit of disdain flashed in his eyes: "A low-level demon cultivator is just a slave. He thinks he can pull the master down from the stage, and he doesn't know that others are waiting to watch the show."

Shen Jitong's eyes flashed with some unknown meaning, and he murmured: "The puppet leader is really an eyesore, with an unappetizing yin and yang look, how come he hasn't been slaughtered yet after he went out."

A coldness flashed across Shen Jitong's brows, his Tang-colored wide sleeves were gently flung down, and he left the hall slowly.

Not long after Shen Jitong returned to the mansion, he saw that the mansion was in chaos, many servants and maidservants rushed to the back kitchen, Shen Jitong even saw thick smoke coming from the back of the house.

His amiable brows and eyes were pulled down a little, and his dark eyes swept across several guards.

The guards looked at each other a few times, and finally they bowed their hands to Shen Jitong with some embarrassment: "Madam got up early this morning and entered the back kitchen, saying that she wanted to show her skills."

Shen Jitong was stunned for a moment, then a smile unconsciously swept across his brows, his slender knuckles unscrewed the white fan at will, on which there was a four-character calligraphy "A gentleman is like jade", and the white fan was shaken twice casually , against Shen Jitong's wide-sleeved gown, it really looks a bit freehand and romantic.

The steps under his feet were a little lighter, and the smile on his face was very dignified.

He couldn't understand that guy Yu Deng's temper these days, he was like a donkey, if he could act like this, I'm afraid he really fell in love with him.

Shen Jitong was in a good mood, and rushed straight to the back kitchen.

He seldom has such mood swings. He used to get the beauty's heart and felt very boring in an instant. He peeled off the skin at will and put it away.

But Yu Deng gave him a different impression from others.

Yu Deng is like a blank sheet of paper, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand anything, it's just that from the point of view of his nature, this person is very transparent and looks easy to understand.

But if you read carefully, you will have a feeling of seeing flowers in a fog. He is upright and transparent, and treats friends with kindness and trust, but sometimes reveals a sense of indifference and alienation that cannot be traced. It's average.

During the time when he was with Yu Deng, he thought that this person was so kind-hearted that he would give some money to beggars, and that he should have due or even excessive pity for the dying life.

But Yu Deng just glanced casually a few times, and if he was in a better mood, he offered some money with a smile on his face.

If he is not in a good mood, or if there are more interesting things attracting him, even if the beggar is dying, he will not look through his eyes any more.

It's none of your business, and an indifferent attitude should be normal in the bullying world of comprehension, but when it appeared on Yu Deng, there was a strange sense of contradiction.

He will always make you doubt when you think you have seen through him, and by the way question your own speculation and evaluation from the beginning.

Yu Deng is like a wandering fish, even now his attitude towards Shen Jitong is only ambiguous, but in Shen Jitong's eyes like this, the more attractive he is.

Shen Jitong walked into the back kitchen, and soon saw the spectacular sight of half the house being burned.

The flames wrapped around the house were half orange, probably because the spiritual fire ran wildly uncontrollably, which burned down the house.

Quite a few servants and maidservants hurriedly poured spiritual water on the fire, even if it couldn't be quenched, the spiritual fire tended to grow higher and higher.

Yu Deng had an exasperated expression on his face, and he was chanting some formula, as if he wanted to take back the spiritual fire.

Shen Jitong shook his head amusedly when he saw the hustle and bustle, his elegant and dignified face was full of indulgence that he didn't know.

"What is A Deng doing?"

The man in the Tang-colored robe whispered with a smile on his lips, his eyes were a bit gentle and delicate, and the temperature in his eyes was touching and warm.

Yu Deng took a deep breath in his heart, he was deliberately looking for an excuse to burn his house today, and it was annoying to watch, so he simply pretended to be cooking for others and then burned it down.

It's meaningless to think about it in my heart, but I still put on an embarrassed look on my face, with a little blush on my face, and said a little bit bravely: "I didn't do anything, I was just bored, didn't you say you didn't eat the dishes I cooked before?" ..."

The young man turned his head, the blush on his face became more intense, and his voice suddenly became a little louder: "I didn't do it for you, I just, I was just idle and bored!"

Shen Jitong stared fixedly at the red-faced young man, his heart seemed to have collapsed, his brows and eyes were as gentle as being slowly submerged by water waves, and the corners of his lips moved slightly: "Well, I know, you are just bored."

Seeing him talking like this, Yu Deng couldn't help shivering in his heart, thinking that acting is really difficult, I really don't know how this guy Shen Jitong can act so sincerely, in modern times, this guy is a natural Acting school, it can't be justified without getting back a few Oscars.

Yu Deng lowered his eyes, and then raised his eyes to look at the man, with a bit of embarrassment in his eyes: "I, I don't know why this pill fire can't be controlled, and I can't take it back."

Shen Jitong smiled in his eyes: "Ah Deng is still so careless. Pill fire is different from spiritual fire. If you call Pill fire to cook, it will naturally be dissatisfied."

Yu Deng said 'ah': "No wonder, you see, the house is almost burned down by him."

In my heart, I just want to roll my eyes at this pretending hypocrite, why can't Danhuo cook vegetables, the fire he uses to cook has always been Danhuo.

I have no knowledge.

Shen Jitong moved his fingertips slightly, and the silver light flashed, and he saw that the overwhelming fire was extinguished in an instant, and only the burnt ash and half-burnt beams remained.

The man said to the servants unhurriedly: "You guys clean up this place."

The servant and maid hurriedly nodded and left in a hurry.

Shen Jitong turned around and took a few steps closer, gently holding Yu Deng's hand, he didn't struggle or be arrogant when seeing people, and felt a little bit more in his heart.

He said in a low voice: "Didn't Ah Deng say that he cooked food, but you left a copy for me?"

Yu Deng raised his eyes to look at him, a little surprised: "The food I cook is terrible..."

Shen Jitong hooked his lips: "Of course what Ah Deng cooks is delicious."

Yu Deng 'reluctantly' said: "Well, you can't blame me if it's not delicious."

Shen Jitong nodded, seeing the young man pulling him away and setting the table and chopsticks, he had the illusion of being a married couple.

This warm feeling was instantly shattered when Yu Deng brought up a dish that was so dark that it was hard to see what it was.

Shen Jitong's smile was gradually forced, and he said with a dry smile: "A Deng's dish really looks... unique."

Yu Deng looked at him expectantly, his face blushed again, he looked shy, but in fact he was holding back his laughter and was about to die.

Shen Jitong had always been used to pampering and pampering him. Seeing this black and unknown object, he really couldn't eat his chopsticks for a while.

But after seeing Yu Deng's eyes, he could only comfort himself, this dish just doesn't taste good, but the taste should be maybe... good.

But when he really took a bite, the sour and bitter taste directly lifted him to heaven, and a thought came to him for a moment: "We must never let this guy into the kitchen again in the future, the kitchen killer is nothing more than that. "

Shen Jitong's expression was too distorted, and Yu Deng asked, "Isn't it delicious? I haven't tried it yet..."

Shen Jitong grabbed the plate with a perfect smile: "It's delicious, Deng, you made this for me, don't steal it."

Yu Deng also smiled: "Okay, if you like it, I will make it for you every day from now on."

Shen Jitong: "..."

What to do, I kind of want to tell the truth.

Yu Deng waited for Shen Jitong to eliminate the pile of food with blindfolded methods, then took out a glass of peach blossom wine and handed it to him, with a crooked smile, as clear as an ink painting: "Shen Jitong, this is the peach blossom wine I brewed before, you can try it .”

Shen Jitong actually didn't think much of it, but he didn't want to refute Yu Deng's face, so he took a sip of the drink, but he didn't expect that his lips were fresh and sweet, and it was more sweet than ordinary peach blossom juice.

As soon as his eyes lit up, he drank it in one gulp.

If Yu Deng wasn't trying to deceive people at this moment, he wouldn't be willing to take out this good peach blossom wine with great stamina.

Shen Jitong was not drunk, but a little blush appeared on his face, and he looked more like a sickly beauty.

Yu Deng smiled and held up a hand, with a somewhat unclear expression on his face, and sighed softly: "Ji Tong, I always dream a lot these days..."

It was the first time for Shen Jitong to hear Yu Deng calling him like this, he felt a numbness in his heart, and an indescribable numbness spread to his limbs.

Yu Deng glanced at him lightly, and continued: "I dreamed that we got married, and dreamed a lot of the past, you danced the sword and played the flute, I didn't expect... everything you said was true."

Shen Jitong listened, as if he had seen the scene himself, his heart suddenly felt a little bored, and he felt a little jealous.

Yu Deng actually cared so much about his 'self' in the illusion.

Before he could get jealous for a while, a blockbuster bomb came to him.

"Ji Tong, do we... still have a child?"

Shen Jitong: "???"

The author has something to say: Yu Deng: You lied to me that I was your wife, so I lied to you that we have a child.If you want to play, you can play the big one, can't you afford it?

Congratulations to old Shen Xi on becoming a father

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 Biananyuan;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：好像忘了什么30瓶；苏糖10瓶；彼岸源8瓶；可达鸭5瓶；有木在南方1瓶；姐姐好姐姐妙，妹妹直接来撒娇