How to make the white lotus surrender

The light blue curtains thickly blocked the harsh sunlight outside the window, and the apartment was wrapped in layers of dark colors. Half of the light gray bedding had been dragged to the ground, suppressing the two white slippers on the ground with their toes facing the bed.

This small bedroom is very warm and elegantly furnished. There is a glass of water and a photo frame on the bedside table. The young man on the photo frame has short green hair and a very clear and warm smile. Looking at the camera, he slightly tilted his head, his dark eyes were bright and beautiful.

There is a small bookshelf in the room, and there are many colorful novels on it, which are the covers of anime. Two men hold hands and look at each other happily. The wide-body text reflected on it is not very serious.

'Diary of the Devil Chasing Husband'

'Days and nights of secret love for immortals'

'Man, are you satisfied with what you see? '

"Uh……"

The half-exposed young man on the bed snorted unconsciously. He frowned and turned over on the bed. Following his movements, the mobile phone slid down the sheet and hit the floor with a bang.

The young man on the bed trembled in shock, his dark eyes opened in a daze, his slender eyelashes blinked, and he couldn't tell what night it was.

After a long while, he was shocked, his body with a perfect arc suddenly looked down on the bed, and after reaching the phone with one hand, he immediately unlocked the phone with his fingerprint. The first interface that popped up was the comment section of a novel. Yu Deng accidentally saw this book The title of the novel.

"The Little Fugitive of the Cool Master"

Frowning, Yu Deng didn't think too much, just glanced at the time, sighed, switched the interface casually, and opened the phone dialing interface.

Sure enough, there were more than 20 missed calls.

Yu Deng rubbed his temples, and turned back a little tiredly.

After the beeping sound, a somewhat impatient voice came from the opposite side: "Brother! Why are you so late today, the professor in the laboratory..."

Yu Deng sighed, feeling inexplicably powerless in his heart, he tried his best to suppress that feeling, and said in a low voice: "Excuse me, please give me a day off today, I'm a little uncomfortable, the laboratory matters To sum it up, I will solve it together tomorrow."

The voice on the other side was suddenly worried: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Do you need me to buy you some medicine? I'll go over and bring you some porridge."

Yu Deng hurriedly said: "No, no, I'll just take a day off, you can do your work."

The young man on the opposite side babbled for a while, but Yu Deng didn't pay attention to it, and finally hung up the phone after explaining a few words to the person.

Holding the mobile phone in his hand, Yu Deng lay on his back on the soft bed.

I don't know why, but he always has a strange feeling in his heart, as if he is choking on his chest, obviously he just slept normally all night, but Yu Deng feels that he seems to have forgotten something.

very important thing.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, the corners of his eyes were unconsciously blurred, and by the time he found out, the corners of his eyes were already a little wet.

It seems that his life has a few more incomplete corners, but as the master himself, he doesn't feel it at all. The tulle-like obstruction makes his eyes dim, like a blind man walking forward.

Yu Deng frowned, casually wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and unlocked the phone screen lock.

The phone's interface went blank for a moment, and then the book called "Master Qing Leng's Little Runaway" popped up again.

It is simply not necessary to go to the laboratory today, so Yu Deng clicked on the introduction of the novel and continued to read.

When his eyes touched the gentle and delicate "Senior Sister Zhu" in the text, Yu Deng couldn't move his eyes for some reason.

The heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, and following the author's description of Zhu Zhi in his mind, he completely portrayed a slightly taller, white skirt youthful image.

His eyebrows should be non-aggressive, slightly undulating at the brow bone, like horizontal smoke, and the color is suitable for shades.

There is no blemish on the plain white cheek, and there is a very beautiful small mole on the right cheek, which is delicate and beautiful, like a charm bone that grows out.

The corners of his lips should be drawn naturally, always with a good-natured gentleness and tactfulness, but when he removes the white lotus skin, he will always be a little bit cold like a ghost, and his smile will become like a smile. A smile is not a smile, it always makes people feel hairy.

The more Yu Deng thought about it, when the image of a tall and slender young man first appeared in his mind, he couldn't help laughing, lamenting that he could really imagine.

It's just a character in a novel, why did he deliberately think so much about it.

No matter how handsome and beautiful he was, he was still just a paper man.

But after thinking this way, Yu Deng always felt sore in his heart.

It seemed that this person had really appeared in front of me. He used to pretend to be a white lotus, targeting himself indifferently, but later, his smile became genuine and gentle. do not mention.

He is clearly very good at talking in front of outsiders, but when facing himself, he seldom uses unnecessary words to coax him, he always does more.

The abnormal life experience made that person have an almost pathological low self-esteem, so he always refused to use his true side to communicate with himself.

Yu Deng used to think that there would be a day when he could fully open his heart, but he didn't expect... Yu Deng grasped the bed sheet in a daze, and moved his eyes away, feeling that he was a little abnormal.

What is he thinking about?

Yu Deng hooked his lips in a self-deprecating manner, thinking that if he couldn't get along in the laboratory in the future, with this whimsical imagination, he might still be able to write novels as an author.

Yu Deng shook his head, his short fluffy hair spread out a little with his movements, and some of them hung on his forehead, adding a bit of laziness to the young and delicate face. He clicked on the novel and planned to Let's start from the beginning of Chapter 1.

Yu Deng has the habit of reading the comment section. He randomly opened the comments of Chapter 1 and scrolled down. After scrolling twice, he found a comment he left a month ago.

'Grass, my name is Yu Deng! ! '

The building below has already been built very high, and almost all of them responded in unison.

'It is recommended to recite the full text, if you read through the book, maybe it can help yourself! '

Yu Deng couldn't help laughing, but didn't take it seriously, and continued to read the content of the novel.

The rhythm of the novel was maintained fairly well. In the middle of the plot, when Senior Sister Zhu appeared frequently, he began to see many comments in the comment area that made him uncomfortable.

What does it mean to wish the senior sister and the master to be locked up?

What does it mean to wish a senior sister to look at the master, and if Lang has a love affair with a concubine?

What does Yu Deng look like a third party?

Yu Deng only felt sour in his heart. Although he knew that Yu Deng in the book was not himself, he still had a feeling that he was offended.

Yu Deng continued to scroll down the comments, and saw a reader posted a long comment, in a very fierce tone, listing all kinds of senior sisters and masters as true love, but Yu Deng is actually just a mistress who intervenes in the two.

He almost exploded.

As soon as the sleeves were rolled up, his mind was a little out of control. Yu Deng replied: "Isn't it all your own analysis of what you said? Madam, is there any affirmation in the article? Isn't it a bit too much to directly insult the protagonist as the mistress? up"

"According to what you said, I still feel that Shou and Senior Sister are a natural match? Isn't it better to have a cp of evil teaching?"

Yu Deng breathed a sigh of relief. He actually knew that something was wrong with his state. Yu Deng rarely posted comments on the Internet, but this time he couldn't help it. He refreshed the comments and found that someone responded. .

——"Laughing to death, why are the two 0s together? Are they touching each other?"

Yu Deng took a deep breath: "Senior sister, can't it be the attack? Or is it that the gentle appearance of the senior sister made everyone forget about his explosive combat power?"

Yu Deng went back and forth with people several times, but found that it was really meaningless, reading any comment section, it just ruined the mood.

It was already afternoon, and Yu Deng's stomach had already begun to protest.

He casually ate a bucket of instant noodles and went back to bed to continue chasing the text. The clock on the wall of the living room slowly climbed up, as if rushing to something solemn.

In a daze, Yu Deng was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, and slowly let go of the phone with his white fingers.

Blackness surrounds the small apartment, and everything is so still that even the sound of the clock ticking away has been completely lost.

Yu Deng woke up in a trance, and found that his whole body was light and light, as if he would be able to float up in the next moment.

He was dressed in a dark red ancient gown, draped with scallops, and a female dill around his waist. His long hair was fluttering, and his black hair was like clouds. It was gently rolled up by the wind, showing a certain seductive style.

He was followed by a few raccoons, Xinyi made a car, and osmanthus flowers decorated the flag.

Yu Deng felt absurd because he could realize that he was dreaming.

This is just a dream of his.

His current identity seems to be a mountain ghost.

The gorgeous ghost in the mountains possesses the vegetation and grows by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and its color is extremely bright.

Qu Yuan praised the mountain ghost for its beauty, "it's easy to look at and smile at the same time, and it's kind and graceful when you admire it."

It is better to say that he is a mountain fairy than a mountain ghost.

Two villagers in coarse clothes passed in front of him, but they seemed to be unable to see him. A villager whispered: "The good days of our Qingshan Town are coming."

Another villager wondered, "How to say?"

The villager said: "Do you still remember the 'Longsuo Pit' opened in the mountains?"

"What? Didn't you say that the python monster has committed countless crimes and needs to be locked here for reflection?"

The villager narrowed his eyes and said: "There is a gossip that this python monster is a juvenile snake that was captured innocently, it is said that it has spiritual power, and its flesh and blood are all elixir, if you get it, you can become a fairy! Those immortals locked it here for many years and kept it bleeding with all kinds of imprisoning spells, now, it's time to raise it, and it can eat flesh and suck its marrow!"

"so smart?"

"Naturally, our small town also has credit for raising it. The immortals said that they would enroll us in the sect and enjoy the blessings! If you don't want to enroll in the sect to practice, you can still stay here, and enjoy the glory and wealth!"

Yu Deng was stunned for a moment, thoughtful, he always felt that there was a strange energy everywhere in his dream.

What is Suolongkeng?

Who is the python demon locked in the pit?

The doubts in his heart couldn't help jumping, but Wen Li beside Yu Deng approached him and said: "Master Shangui, that giant candle dragon python has been raised for a long time, and it probably won't live long, why don't you share a piece of it too, my lord? Improving your aptitude is still a trivial matter, maybe you can reach the sky in one step!"

Yu Deng didn't say yes or no, but just followed the intuition in his heart and walked towards the depths of the dense forest.

The author has something to say: glamorous and kind-hearted mountain ghost x gloomy locked up underage python demon, I am so happy! !

In a sense, time travel and dreams are both reincarnations, no matter where they start, they will be together in the end.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: yes! 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Jiu Shen 1 bottle;

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