"Prince Yeyu seems to be only about 20,000 years old this year. He is younger than me, right? Miaomiao, you are suspected of being an old cow eating young grass."

Miaomiao became so angry that she caught Beibei and beat her violently.

The Tianhe clan belongs to the Tian clan, and Miaomiao is a demon, so she plans to become an immortal.

Miaomiao cultivated immortality in order to marry Prince Yeyu, which was a good thing, but Bai Yiran and Xiaotu had no intention of being together. Recently, there were several young talents in the clan pursuing Xiaotu, and they didn't know Xiaotu's status.

Where should this love reside?

However, she is still young, so practicing hard is the right thing to do now, and there is no need to be too attached to love affairs.

People from the Heavenly Clan are actually more particular about choosing an auspicious day to get married than people in the human world.

Therefore, when Beibei received Miaomiao's invitation, Miss Qianliu from Lu Sansan's family had grown into a seventeen-year-old girl.

The body growth of their meatballs is very slow in the later stages. According to Di Qianmo, it takes five hundred years for the little milk dragons of the Shenlong Tribe to reach adulthood.

Therefore, when Qianliu of the Lu family grew up to be a big girl, Rouwanzi was still just a four or five-year-old baby.

But his temperament and temperament have inherited most of his father's personality, with a seriousness and indifference that is very inconsistent with his appearance.

Di Qianmo looked very satisfied, but Beibei felt a little headache, because Momo said that there were two children in the family, and now she was the only one left, crying...

It is said that Prince Yeyu spent a lot of money to marry Miaomiao. He has been preparing for the wedding for many years. Even the wedding dress was made of ice silk from Qicai Mountain, and then dyed with the hottest sunset glow, and finally handed over to the Weaver Girl herself.

Woven.

Miaomiao was originally very good-looking. The moment she put on her wedding dress, even Beibei was stunned. She looked so good.

Di Qianmo has always been a bit worried about the wedding. When he and Ah Li went to the church to get married, he didn't have any intention. Later, after returning to his original position, he always thought about having a wedding and a wedding night after the curse was lifted, but unexpectedly

so many things.

He hugged Beibei's waist tightly and said, "Baby, I will arrange a more grand wedding for you."

Beibei tilted her head to look at him, then glanced around to make sure no one was paying attention to them, then stood on tiptoes and kissed him, "The wedding doesn't matter, you are the most important."

Di Qianmo tightened his grip around her waist, then hugged her away.

Beibei sat in front of Di Qianmo on the steps of the fairy pond, leaning her little head on his warm chest and listening to him play the jade flute.

The few strands of hair caressed her cheek, and the beauty in his arms seemed to have fallen asleep. Di Qianmo put away the jade flute, and with his fingertips little by little he picked up the few strands of green silk covering her cheeks and pressed them behind her ears.

Then he leaned over and pecked her lips, and said softly, "Ahri, how about I go back to your world with you?".

Beibei slowly opened her eyes and saw that his expression was serious, and some confusion slowly filled her clear eyes, "Why?".

Di Qianmo looked at her with burning eyes, "I want to see.".

That was the world she lived in before. It was not enough to have her present and future, so he greedily wanted to know her past.

Ahri, I want to be closer to you.

Beibei was silent for a long time and regretted: "It's too dangerous."

His soul will be crushed and then he will spend decades weaving his soul. It's not worth it.

Di Qianmo casually formed two clear beads, "Look."
Chapter completed!