time travel sweet

Zhang Jia glared at Qiu Huanian viciously, and Qiu Huanian slowly knelt down facing him, "Your eyes are also beautiful, but compared to A Tong, they are far worse."

Zhang Jia let out a "bah", "A Tong wouldn't like a pervert like you!"

Qiu Huanian was not annoyed, "Indeed, the current A Tong won't like me."

Sweat on his forehead flowed into Zhang Jia's eyes, causing burning pain, "The old ones won't either!"

Qiu Huanian's face suddenly became fierce, and he raised his hand and slapped Zhang Jia forcefully, "How do you know he can't!"

Qiu Huanian's strength caused Zhang Jia's head to hit the ground; Zhang Jia's eyes were dark for a moment, and his mouth was full of blood. He heard Qiu Huanian say in a daze, "He won't dislike me !!!His current soul is not him at all!!! Now his soul is transformed from another world just like yours!!!”

Zhang Jia closed his eyes hard, and lay down on the ground for a while before recovering.

There was some water in Qiu Huanian's eyes, but it was quickly hidden by him, "A Tong is the eyeliner I sent to you, and he will come to report your news to me in the middle of every month. Never late, until four years ago."

Qiu Huanian leaned over and pulled Zhang Jia's chin, "He died in order to save you, and he was taken away by that alien soul by accident. The most ridiculous thing is that he is still a fool!"

Zhang Jia spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm with difficulty, "You, how do you know that he was taken away?"

Qiu Huanian's eyes were full of sadness, "He doesn't like sweets, he doesn't like being praised for his good eyes, and he doesn't like being called A Tong...he doesn't like anything, he only likes me!"

Zhang Jia smiled mockingly, "Where did you get your confidence?!"

Qiu Huanian let go slowly, "You won't understand, you won't understand... Jinse."

The woman in red suddenly appeared behind Qiu Huanian, "Master."

"Shut him up, don't let him die."

"Yes." Jinse swallowed Qiu Huanian's words of persuasion, and silently led Zhang Jia to the dungeon.

Bai Jun sat in a pavilion in the center of the lake, with a table of cold food in front of him.

Bai Yu was in a trance--

These are the people's favorite food.

There was a slight sound from behind, but Bai Jun didn't turn his head back, "The Lord of the Closed Door is here, so I said, we will meet again sooner or later."

Guan Ju walked to Bai Jun's side slowly, sat down slowly, picked up the jug of wine by himself, poured himself a drink.

Bai Jun looked at the crescent moon hanging in the sky, his eyes gradually lost focus.

Guan Ju looked down at the slightly shaking wine glass in his hand.

"Master of the gate, tell me, why can't the moon be round all the time?" Bai Jun looked sideways at Guan Ju.

Guan Ju put down the wine glass, "How could it be always round? If every day is so bright, wouldn't the surrounding stars be invisible?".

Bai Yan stared at Guan Ju's expressionless face and suddenly smiled, "Is that so. What if I can make the moon stay bright?"

Guan Ju also looked sideways at Bai Yan, "Then you also have to find a way to remove the surrounding stars, or one day, those stars will swallow up the moon bit by bit."

Guan Ju raised his hand and brushed Bai Jun's hair, "You haven't had an easy life these years, have you?"

Bai Jun lowered his head and smiled, "Why is it not easy for me?"

"Wearing a mask every day, pretending to be someone else for ten years." Guan Ju shook his head, "Aren't you tired?"

Bai Jun smiled, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"You really don't understand," Guan Ju said with pity in his eyes, "Cang Shuang."