Xiaoxiao

Feeling lost, Qin Xiao walked slowly to the window, picked up the teacup leisurely, and took a sip.The seemingly clear green tea is dyed with water-blue shadows, and the long and narrow dragon eyes are so clear that they are about to drip, and the water waves fill the room with a soft smile, thick or light, "My master, let's go for a walk in the mortal world together, how?"

Suddenly bright sunlight slanted in from the carved wooden window, and brushed over Qin Xiao's cheeks, reflecting the golden brilliance of the ice-silver eyes.Slightly dazed, it was a light, moderate kiss that slid from the cheek all the way to the neck.

The teacup was tilted, and the emerald green in a line fell straight down along the curved lines of the palm.As if touched by the breeze, there was a shiver, and for some reason, the restless heart became more and more messy, "Didn't you want to go alone?" Although the voice was cold, it made me sound like I was a bit blamed.

"If you don't accompany me, what fun do I have by myself!" Two fingers squeezed Qin Xiao's chin, four eyes met, two looked at each other, even breathing was entangled in one place, and he wanted to kiss him again?

The teacup held tightly in his hand was almost crushed, he pushed Mo Ling's chest, and said coldly, "Do you still see me as your master?" His eyes fell on Mo Ling's slightly thin lips, and he looked away instantly, The voice is as cold as a deep pool of autumn water, not daring to step in, "How much do you remember of what I said!"

Mo Ling looked at Qin Xiao in surprise, and moved her lips slightly, "You told me not to forget my duty." She wondered in her heart what was wrong with him, why he suddenly lost his temper, the previous few times he was not very calm Accepted?

"Fortunately, you can still remember." The book I just read was pressed against Mo Ling's chest. It is not allowed to fool me casually, and I am not allowed to use spells opportunistically. I copied it a thousand times one stroke at a time. After discovering cheating once, add another hundred times "Three times, you will get out of Penglai." With a flick of the sleeve, the teapot and cups shattered all over the floor.

What happened to him?

Mo Ling stayed obediently in her own room, biting a pen resentfully, and seemed about to fall asleep.His head was dizzy and he wondered if his head had been stepped on by a donkey who was not afraid of death, and it was wrong to leave the honorable Ninth Prince of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, so he insisted on coming here to serve the cold and indifferent fairy Penglai.

Obviously there is a beautiful face like a flower, with a sweet smile, but it is colder than anyone else. If the immortals saw it, they would all open their mouths and be dumbfounded.

Resting on his cheeks with his palms, he nodded his head drowsily, when he heard someone outside calling him Mo Ling, he accidentally knocked off the inkstone with his elbow, and stood up abruptly, "Master, I'm not asleep!" Qiyu slapped that fox-like ghostly face in embarrassment, "You boy, how do you know I'm in Penglai?"

He has been known as a brother for thousands of years, how can he not guess his mind, this time he is nothing more than stalking Penglai.Rubbing the shoulder that was sore from being patted by Mo Ling, he grinned and said, "Brother Mo Ling, it hurts!" Suddenly, he remembered something, and walked around behind Mo Ling lightly in white, and pushed him with a smirk, "Call me again!" Sound master, listen."

Mo Ling shook his head with a wry smile, "Qi Yu, you've learned from Li Huan, you always poke my sore spot." The water-blue pupil stares through a dark green tree, copying it a thousand times to the year of the monkey.

"Don't talk about Li Huan with me." Qi Yu lowered her pale, almost transparent face, and kicked the wooden chair fiercely, seeing the wooden chair that made her uncomfortable.The wooden chair right now is nothing but Li Huan who owes a kick.

"What?" Mo Ling asked suspiciously.

"He's getting married." The voice hissed through his teeth. "Obviously he said he doesn't like the dragon girl of Dongting Lake, but..." The dazzling red wedding invitation was slammed on the table." what is this?"

"Isn't this a good thing? Why are you angry with him? Could it be that Brother Qi Yu fell in love with Brother Li Huan?" Mo Ling half-jokingly poked Qi Yu's flamboyant face.

"I like him? It's just his vicious temper that makes people like him!" Dahong's wedding invitation was torn to pieces, "Brother Mo Ling, if you dare to go to his wedding banquet, brother will never do it again." The words were ruthless , blushing, hurried away, and said he didn't like it, it's a lie!

As soon as Qiyu left, Mo Ling started to stir restlessly, and the drowsiness that had just arisen also dissipated a lot.When he slapped his head, his eyeballs rolled quite quickly.Didn't Qin Xiao just ask him to copy without giving an exact deadline, and he had the final say on when to finish copying.

Stretching in good spirits, he swaggered to look for Qin Xiao, but before he saw anyone, he was stopped by the laughing and chatting little maid, "Master just went out."

go out?He was really good at putting on a show, he begged in all kinds of ways, and couldn't say no to all kinds of beggings, but in the end he couldn't bear the loneliness in the mountains and went down to earth.Satisfied, he felt bad in his heart, "Is he wearing lavender?"

"Returning to Your Highness Ninth Prince, the master is indeed wearing lavender!" The little maid blinked innocently, seeing that the sword eyebrow on Mo Ling's face was about to be raised beyond the sky, she gritted her teeth and left.

This person is really hateful, no wonder he refused to accompany him to the mortal world, so he knew it well and was anxious to deal with him so that he could meet that bumpkin privately.

With Mo Ling's personality, how could they succeed.There was a wisteria tree in the backyard of the school, and Mo Ling sat on it resentfully, and quickly dragged a few green vines into monks in the temple, bare and lifeless.

Han Yuyang offered Qin Xiao a cup of tea, and as soon as his fingertips touched it, his face turned red, he hurriedly withdrew his fingers, and hesitated for a long time, "Xiao, Mr. Xiao, tea, drink tea."

Mo Ling's slender longan eyes also stared round at this time, as if they were about to burst out, and punched the wisteria tree indiscriminately.

Not only did the anger not dissipate, but Tengshu let out an ouch, and complained, "You're so useless, why are you angry with me?" The wisteria tree demon shook the branches violently, and the ninth prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, whose face was reddened by jealousy, was very upset. You fell down with shame, you tired dryad.

When Qin Xiao heard a heavy object fall to the ground, she guessed that it was Mo Ling who was unwilling to be left out, and turned away Han Yuyang's curious face and decided to ignore him. There was a faint smile, even Qin Xiao didn't notice it.

Knowing that he fell from such a high tree, this indifferent person didn't even look directly at him, but stared at him with breathless breath, and saw the two people's extremely close movements.The pain on my body couldn't match the pain in my heart, and I managed to squeeze out a bleak smile, "You deliberately angered me, but I won't let you succeed."

He walked over, sat between the two of them, and said to Han Yuyang with a blunt smile, "Did I bother you two?" Then he approached Qin Xiao affectionately, and his thin lips were close to Qin Xiao's. On the ear, he exhaled hot air, with a bit of vinegar smell, "No wonder, no wonder, so you have planned for a long time..."

Picking up a piece of bean cake in the stack, it creaked and creaked, maybe there were bones in it.Looking left and right, he patted the leftover pastry crumbs on his fingertips, "I'm soft-spoken, don't you care about it?" He seemed angry, but he still smiled warmly.

"Yes or no." Clamping Qin Xiao's wrist, the strength gradually increased, and the two lips were about to meet.Seeing that he didn't intend to speak, he frowned, and his tone changed to self-sarcasm, "I'm just an idiot, a wishful idiot." He flicked his sleeves and walked out.

"Where are you going?" Qin Xiao couldn't help but tugged on Mo Ling's sleeve, "Yuyang is going to Beijing for an exam soon, I'm just here to see him off." Mo Ling confessed in a confused manner with disappointed eyebrows and eyes.

"You don't need to worry about where I go. He's going to rush for the exam, so it's fine if you stay with him!" The other hand stretched out hurriedly pulled back his sleeve, and when he touched his fingers, his fingers were cold, and his heart shuddered. Soft.I swallowed all the harsh words I wanted to say, wishing I could immediately hold his cold hands to my chest and warm them with my own warmth, so my tone softened a lot, "Where else can I go, I'll wait for you to come back."

Mo Ling didn't want to be angry with Qin Xiao at first, but when he thought that he lied to him because he came here to meet that rustic nerd, he didn't get angry at all.

He admits that he is a little unreasonable, but Qin Xiao shouldn't always treat him with that arrogant and cold temper. It's not that he has no heart, and it's not that he doesn't feel heartache.

Mo Ling paused for a moment, couldn't stand Qin Xiao's different eyes from the past, don't turn his head and forcefully push down his hand, nodded silently at Han Yuyang, and actually walked away.

When Qin Xiao returned to Penglai, the shadows of the mountains were already dark, and the light gradually disappeared from the sky, and he walked straight towards the palace.Thinking of Mo Ling on the way, he turned a corner at the end of the corridor and went to his residence.

The raised hand hesitated for a while, thinking whether to push the door and go in, but what should I say when I went in.Putting down his arms, he took two steps back, turned around to go back, seeing with his own eyes that he didn't leave Penglai, he felt relieved.

From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the figure writing in front of the window paper, and couldn't help but wonder, isn't it too many times a thousand times?Concentrating again, the swaying figure in the light is slowly opening the window, meeting his gaze, both stunned.

His thoughts froze for a while, biting his lips, "I'm leaving Penglai for a while."

"When will you come back?" The voice was light, and there were several thoughts in his mind that he would not come back, and he felt uncomfortable.

"When you miss me." The occasional mountain wind blows away the rice paper on the case, and it seems that a piece of rice paper fell into Qin Xiao's palm, big and small, neatly written with his name on it.

The handwriting is still wet, but the fragrance of the ink is still there, and it is indescribably heavy in the hand.After being in a daze for a while, he left the back of him leaving alone.

In this world, the most difficult thing to see through is the human heart, and the most difficult thing to read is the human heart. What you think in your heart and what you do are two different words.

When Mo Ling returned to the East China Sea, Lao Longjun just punched him a few times with his beard blowing and his eyes staring.What I said at that time was angry words, like when I was kicked out before, I begged every few days, and it would be fine if I couldn't be coaxed.What's wrong this time, have you forgotten Lao Tzu when you have someone you like?

Grabbing Mo Ling's ear, "I was left out by Penglaixian, thinking about coming back, what can I do to provoke him?" Without giving Mo Ling a chance to explain, he let go of his ear, "It doesn't matter who you like, as long as the person you like is sincere Just wait for you." He waved his hand to signal him to step back.

There are five older brothers and three older sisters in Mo Ling, so it is not his turn to take over the position of Dragon King. As long as he does not do things that hurt the sky and poke a hole in the sky, the old Dragon Lord will let him do whatever he likes.

Because he is not bound, Mo Ling often laughs at his elder brother, "It's miserable, when you take over the position of the father, what should you do if you have to grow into a dragon's head and a human body? What a waste of a beautiful face."

His elder brother was not annoyed either, and said very gracefully that someone always sacrificed himself.

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