Thousands of years old silly white sweet

If you have never tasted sugar, that little bit of sweetness can also make people ooze honey from the internal organs.

For Dong Changqing, the gift Xiujue gave him at this moment is the "sugar" that he has never experienced before.

"Comfortable?"

"Um……"

"Like it?"

"like."

The people behind laughed, it was a very brisk laughter, in Dong Changqing's memory, he rarely heard Xiu Jue laugh like this.

Dong Changqing couldn't help but look back at him, he wanted to know what kind of expression Xiujue had now.

When he turned his head, Xiujue's long and narrow eyes came into view, filled with an emotion that Dong Changqing couldn't understand, he stared blankly, lost his mind for a moment.

Xiujue raised the corners of his mouth and smiled a little badly. He raised his hand, and there was liquid like melted vanilla ice cream hanging on his fingertips, "Do you know what this is?"

There are so many problems with Xiu Zong.

Dong Changqing answered honestly, "I don't know."

Looking at his ignorant eyes, Xiujue felt a sense of guilt uncontrollably, and this sense of guilt was no longer enough to suppress the beast in his heart.

"Would you like to smell it?"

Xiujue didn't even know what kind of mentality he was holding to say such a thing. Today, he lost control.

It was the first time in my life that I lost control, so completely, so hopelessly.

Dong Changqing was very obedient, and leaned over to smell it, "It smells so good."

Xiujue was startled, and moved his finger under his nose.

Really, it smells so good.

Compared with the fragrance from the body of the holly evergreen, it is richer and sweeter, like a sunny fruit forest after the ice and snow melt.

As if bewitched, Xiujue did something out of line again.

He licked his fingertips and tasted evergreen.

This time, it was Dong Changqing's turn to ask the question, "Is it delicious?"

The blood-like red climbed to Xiujue's ears and spread to his face and neck.

Still embarrassed.

Well, as long as a normal person without a dirty habit, it is difficult to be looked at by those innocent eyes in this situation.

The extreme shame gave Xiujue a certain kind of physical stimulation, and also made him feel sorry for himself.

All of this is his one-man show, destined not to get any response.

"Try it?"

Dong Changqing nodded heavily, slightly opened his rosy and plump lips, and sucked his fingers in, "Mmm... it's not tasty, it's weird, I can't tell what it tastes like."

Xiujue smiled and said, "It's the smell of seeds."

If you eat the seeds of the Pangu God Flower, you may live a long life.

……

At night, Xiujue had another dream.

This time, he was a bystander.

"Erlang God! Don't stop me! I must sue the Queen Mother today! You don't know! That Dong Changqing actually bullied my little fairy boy yesterday!"

"Mr. Xing might as well talk about it."

"My little fairy boy is a sheep in the form of a five-hundred-year-old boy. He has low self-esteem due to his bad background, and his temper is usually soft. That bully flower actually forced him to eat paper! Isn't this a shame? What! It's so deceiving!"

"Is that so?"

"No! I must let the Queen Mother teach him a lesson this time. It would be the best, if he can be locked up for thousands of years, the Heavenly Palace will be clean."

Xiujue frowned, thinking that the purple-robed fairy was making too much fuss, and Dong Changqing just wanted to play with the little fairy boy.

No one has ever been willing to teach Dong Changqing how to play harmoniously, only to accuse him and punish him, if the Seventh Fairy treats him better, he will be happy like a little fool, as long as the Seventh Fairy says she wants to play with him, she will cut him with a knife He is also happy to play with meat.

He's so content, why can't he... just smile at him.

It seemed that those two people had the same hatred for Dong Changqing, and Erlang Shen said expressionlessly, "Don't be annoyed, King Xing, I'm going to see the Queen Mother, I can pass this matter on to me."

Si Lu Xingjun opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the face of Erlang God on the opposite side turned a little cold, making him swallow his words abruptly.

He is just a heavenly official with power and incompetence, even the God of War has spoken, so he can only accept his annoyance, "Okay, there is God Lao Erlang."

"Small things."

After finishing speaking, Erlang God stopped giving Si Lu Xingjun any attention, and walked straight ahead.

He should be proud, and that small-bellied Mr. Si Lu Xing was not angry.

Xiujue felt ridiculous.

Fairy prejudice.

Xiujue followed God Erlang to a majestic and solemn palace. Sitting in the palace, the Queen Mother was overjoyed to see him, with a loving expression comparable to seeing her own son.

Erlangshen didn't react too much, just talking about some trifles lightly.

Patient companionship was better than anything else, and the Queen Mother was even happier.

Xiujue didn't know why he didn't complain to the Queen Mother, and he didn't have time to think about it. He knew that Dong Changqing might be here, so he looked around once, twice... After more than ten laps, Dong Changqing appeared.

He walked in with his head drooping, looking like he was in trouble.

Seeing him like this, the Queen Mother sullenly asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Dong Changqing sat down on the opposite side of Erlangshen, and complained to the queen mother in a grievance, "The little fairies in Pantao Garden spoke ill of me again."

The Queen Mother asked, "What are you talking about?"

"What else could it be... say that I have a lot of age, not even a baby who is hundreds of years old..."

"Isn't that the truth?"

"Hmph!" Dong Changqing ran out angrily after failing to be comforted.

The Queen Mother smiled and said to Erlang Shinobi, "Although I always like to cause some trouble, it's also a lot of fun."

Xiujue couldn't help feeling sorry for Dong Changqing, he took the Queen Mother very seriously, and the first thing he thought of when he was wronged was the Queen Mother, but the Queen Mother only regarded him as a joke.

Erlang Shen nodded, "Yes."

After a while, Erlang Shen stood up and said goodbye.

Xiujue was forced to follow him. What he wanted to follow was actually Dong Changqing. He wanted to chase after Dong Changqing as early as when Dong Changqing left.

Fortunately, following Erlang Shen, he also met Dong Changqing.

He was squatting under a tree picking flower petals.

Erlang God stopped in front of him and looked down at him, "Cannibalism?"

Dong Changqing raised her head, glanced at him, and ignored him.

Xiujue couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

He thought, Dong Changqing is really promising, and he has learned how to make people look good.

"Alright, what are you doing to destroy these flowers?"

These words stimulated Dong Changqing, his round eyes were clear blue, and he was angry, "What's good! What's good! You are all good, I'm not good, it's all your fault!"

Erlang Shen looked at him and couldn't say anything.

Xiujue felt inexplicably sad.

No wonder Dong Changqing has no friends, and he can't tell that people care about him, and his attitude is so bad.

Dong Changqing ran away, maybe hid in that corner again to sulk.

Xiujue stared at Erlangshen, hoping that he would not give up halfway and follow up to give him some comfort.

As long as she let go of her arrogance, Dong Changqing will definitely cling to him like a follower and smile at him all day long.

Just as Xiujue was thinking, the blue-robed God of War Yang Jian suddenly turned around, very dissatisfied, "It's really stubborn, there is no cure."

"...are you talking to me?"

"What are you talking about?" Yang Jian didn't seem to want to talk nonsense with him, "Don't let Dong Changqing go on like this. If you don't correct small mistakes, you will make big mistakes sooner or later."

Xiujue thought the same as he did, "But you can't do anything."

"What should I do?"

"Play with him for a few days, give him some gifts, he will listen to whatever you say."

What Xiujue can think of, Yang Jian can also think of, but just as Xiujue thought, Yang Jian can't do anything.

He had to worry too much, and the heavy pressure was on his shoulders, and he couldn't relax for a moment.

"This method is impossible, what else can I do?"

Xiujue sneered, "You will regret it sooner or later."

Yang Jian paused, his expression unchanged, "I don't regret it."

"Everything is lost." Xiujue seemed to have foreseen the ending. He lowered his eyelashes and said in a low voice, "You are the number one god of war in the Three Realms. You have fought hundreds of times without defeat. This is the only time that will torture you forever and ever."

"But bitter fruit?"

Xiujue raised his eyebrows, and immediately retorted, "It's sweet."