He Qingqing's eyes rippled with ripples after ripples. At this moment, the feeling of admiration was like a beast coming out of the cage, and her red cheeks seemed to be drunk with a thousand-year-old fine wine.

Wen Yujun stared at her without saying a word.

He Qingqing understood that she was indeed impulsive today.

She should have a perfect solution to express her feelings. It is best to spend more time to make Wen Yujun feel more favorable to her to increase her success.

However, things like emotions are most likely to get out of control.

Just like today, Wen Yujun made tea for her and punished the bad guys for her. She never deliberately helped the heroes save the beauty in time. So she also acted as she pleased and said it.

Quietly, Wen Yujun spoke again in the long silence, saying something completely different from her: "Do you want to eat tofu or egg custard for breakfast?"

He Qingqing was eager to get a response from Wen Yujun. She looked at Wen Yujun with a serious expression of burning her boats and said, "Young Master, I am really happy..."

Wen Yujun took two steps forward and banned He Qingqing and blocked the confession that He Qingqing was about to say. He lowered his head, and He Qingqing was swaying in his eyes, and then smiled slightly: "Qingqing, the hanging crabapple has already opened tonight."

He Qingqing was still very angry.

What can I do if the weeping crabapple blooms?

Does this have anything to do with me confessing to you?

Wen Yujun, you must have done it on purpose.

You are clearly tempting me.

I won't let me finish my confession.

You still laugh at me.

He Qingqing looked at Wen Yujun's smile and lowered her head in frustration.

If Wen Yujun had smiled at her so gently when she first met Wen Yujun, she might have fallen immediately, so she would not have to wait until now to confess.

Her heart was like hair blown by the wind at this moment, rising and falling, and not falling.

Wen Yujun gently held He Qingqing's hand and took her to the stands in the attic.

He Qingqing stood against the railing, Wen Yujun clenched her fingers from behind her. When He Qingqing's mind was blank, Wen Yujun's clear and gentle voice sounded in her ears. The distance that was too close made her unable to help but shrink her body, but she could not stop Wen Yujun's breath from entering her ears: "Qingqing, look down at that side."

He Qingqing's right hand was carried up by Wen Yujun. The demonic power belonging to Wen Yujun wrapped around her palms, and then flowed out from their fingertips and floated towards the distance.

The demonic power of the same color as the sunlight fell in the small flowerbed.

Then bursts of flowers came from the small flowerbed.

Although it was very light, He Qingqing could be sure that it was the first blooming, the fragrance of the weeping crabapple. In the small flower garden, she was the only one who planted the seeds of the weeping crabapple.

He Qingqing looked at the small flower garden and saw that she buried the flower seeds. Facing the warm and golden demonic power, one after another, shedding crabapple burst out of the ground and bloomed in the night.

In less than a cup of tea, all the weeping crabapple blossomed.

The weeping begonias in the garden and the intoxicating fragrance in the yard.

"Those weeping crabapple..."

He Qingqing opened her mouth in surprise and suddenly realized that she could speak.

"Before the destruction of the Shinto, I accidentally found a nearly withered wrinkled crabapple in the Ninth Heaven, so I kept its flower seeds. Until a few days ago, I gave the flower seeds to you. I used the power of demons to help them, and now they are all yours."

He Qingqing turned to look at him: "Why?"

There was quite a lot of confusion in her eyes, but as soon as she turned around, Wen Yujun's figure enveloped her. From a distance, it seemed like she was about to kiss her.

"The God of Fate told me that the hanging silk is the beauty's love thread." Wen Yujun let go of her hand, but did not mean to distance herself from her at all. Instead, he was a little closer to her. His voice was still so clear and his eyes were not clear, "Now they are blooming for you, do you understand the meaning of this?"

He Qingqing asked in a daze: "What is the meaning?"

Wen Yujun said: "It means I am willing to shed my love for you."

When he first met He Qingqing from Yanyu Pavilion, because He Qingqing happened to sing the song of the shark emperor, he gave a little attention to the little monster.

Then, he went in and out of Yanyu Pavilion several times to find the connection between He Qingqing and the Mermaid Emperor. It was not until He Qingqing moved here that he saw He Qingqing barefoot among the large number of wrinkled crabapples when he returned at night that he clearly realized that he had feelings for this little girl. He simply planted the flowers for her.

The weeping begonia was indeed open as he expected.

Wen Yujun is very satisfied with this.

He Qingqing grabbed Wen Yujun's hand and asked, "It doesn't matter whether the meaning is meaningful or not. I just want to say one word to you. Wen Yujun, do you want to live a life with me from the bottom of your heart?"

Even Wen Yujun couldn't stand He Qingqing's courtship with such a warm and straightforward manner.

Wen Yujun stroked her eyebrows and said solemnly: "Qingqing, I love you."

The soft fingertips gently scraped over He Qingqing's temples, telling the master's cherishment of her.

He Qingqing was anxious to determine whether she was dreaming. She raised her hand and pinched her arm. After grinning in pain, she began to smile foolishly. She quickly tiptoed to her head and hugged Wen Yujun's shoulders, with her lips pressed against each other, and presented her pure and passionate love.

A hint of surprise flashed through Wen Yujun's eyes, but he quickly reacted and hugged He Qingqing to deepen the kiss. After intimate contact, all the tension was felt by him in every detail, and the little girl still couldn't completely relieve herself.

The fragrance of the weeping begonia seems to be rich.

When the two separated, He Qingqing was left with the strength to breathe on Wen Yujun's chest.

Wen Yujun was really foul tonight, but He Qingqing couldn't even bear to blink her eyes. She glared until her eyes were dry. She blinked and rubbed against Wen Yujun's heart and said, "Young Master, I was drugged by you, otherwise why would you like you so much?"

Wen Yujun hugged her waist and supported her soft body. A hint of laughter and crying feeling arose from the bottom of his heart for He Qingqing's strange thoughts.

"Young Master..."

"I am here."

"Young Master..."

"Qingqing, it's okay to call my name."

He Qingqing tried several times and found that she could not even speak Wen Yujun's name fluently. She was inexplicably shy in front of her lover. She covered her face and said, "It's good to call him a young master."

Wen Yujun patted her back to comfort her: "You can call anything you want."

He Qingqing returned to her strength, but she still didn't want to leave Wen Yujun's arms immediately.

Mainly because I'm too shy.

She had never talked about love, had no experience at all, and she confessed and kissed her on her own initiative. Now that the impulse has passed, she feels very embarrassed inside.

So what should she say?

Ah, no, maybe something should be done?

Oh my God, can anyone tell her how ordinary couples get along?

Wen Yujun of course saw He Qingqing's embarrassment, and he lowered his eyes and asked, "I'll take you back to the house?"

"Ah?" He Qingqing suddenly widened her eyes. They made sure that the relationship was not more than a cup of tea. They didn't talk about love for a while, so why did they drive her back?

Wen Yujun knew where He Qingqing's brain circuit had turned around when he saw He Qingqing's expression. He sighed softly: "You have not been transformed for a long time and you need enough time to rest."

When He Qingqing thought about it, it seemed like this.

Wen Yujun didn't mention it, she didn't feel tired.

The magic of love is really as great and mysterious as my mother said.

"I'll take you back." Wen Yujun said as he took He Qingqing's hand, he sent He Qingqing back to the room, and then carried her to the bed in He Qingqing's expectant eyes.

Wen Yujun lowered her eyes and looked at He Qingqing with a smile on her eyebrows and said, "Good rest."

Not long after He Qingqing closed her eyes, she immediately opened it. She suddenly hugged Wen Yujun who wanted to leave and kissed Wen Yujun quickly on the face: "Young Master, so are you."

Wen Yujun touched her hair, helped her lie down, and helped her tuck the corners of the quilt.

When Wen Yujun returned to her room, the puppet had already returned.

Wen Yujun pinched a magic trick and applied it to the puppet to make up for the small defects on the puppet before, and then ordered the paper crane to send the puppet to He Qingqing. Wen Yujun was very convinced that the little girl who was too energetic tonight must not be asleep yet.

He Qingqing is indeed still awake.

The scene of Wen Yujun confessing tonight was constantly circulating in her mind, and she was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep. In order to consume her energy to fall asleep, she started to toss the puppet again.

The enemies in their sleep were suddenly dragged into a beautiful dream again.

So some people started cursing in their dreams.

"I'm crazy! What's the relationship between you having a man and me!"

"Even if I make up stories, I'll scare you, you have to notify me if you have a partner?"

"Isn't it just a rumor? Are you there?"

The next day, Yin Jiu learned about this from Wu Yao's mouth and almost rolled down from the beauty couch with a smile. Even Feng Nishang, who was beside him, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips.

Yin Jiu stopped laughing and raised his eyebrows: "Wen Yu's little lover is quite good."

Su Qingwan was rarely free, and she was placing flowers at this time. She also heard the words of the demons, but she was more concerned about Yin Jiu's name: "Miss Qingqing is already Wen Yujun's lover. Master Jiu, don't joke about her like this."

Yin Jiu walked over and looked at her with his chin: "Why is Xiaoxiao talking to outsiders?"

"I'm afraid you will be beaten by Wen Yujun." Su Qingwan looked at him calmly.

Yin Jiu: “…”

Feng Nishang laughed out loud this time.

"Okay, okay, if I don't say it, I will know that Xiaoxiao cares about me the most." Yin Jiu admitted his mistake and recognized it very readily. He fiddled with the flower branches on the table twice, and took the opportunity to hug Su Qingwan and refuse to let go. "Is Xiaoxiao planning to send it to Wen Yu?"

"Wen Yujun agreed to give me a landscape painting, so I naturally have to prepare a return gift." Su Qingwan smelled the jealousy and thought to make dumplings at night. She picked up the flower branches and said, "But the gifts from Wen Yujun and Miss Qingqing cannot be forgotten as well. Master Jiu, please pick up a gift and send them with me."

Yin Jiu smiled and said, "The congratulations have been prepared long ago and will not disappoint you."

The demons from Lezhai accepted the fact that Wen Yujun was no longer single, but Hongye, who woke up, was confused at the flowers and plants in the yard in the rain.

Because Wu Yao told him that Wen Yujun and He Qingqing were together.
To be continued...