How much is Van Gogh? Bai Chu has known him clearly since he got along with him more than 100,000 years ago. Although he brought a reputation as a playboy in the Three Realms, in fact, it is far from the word "feng-liu".
The way to harmony is to practice the method of dual cultivation. If the cultivation of men and women is too disparate, it will only be beneficial to one side, and the other side will be equivalent to acting as a high-level cauldron.
Gods have the nobleness of God, and it is impossible to often do anything good with some low-level immortals, demons, and demons just because of their temporary preferences.
Although there are also examples of combining gods and immortals, there are not many. Therefore, whenever there are such rare examples in the Three Realms, people can always be treated as a topic of conversation before and after meals.
Although Van Gogh is famous for his daily life, he can play with a few little fairies and monsters, which is a temporary interest. He will not do such things as "sacrificing oneself for others".
Bai Chu would not remember where he first met Van Gogh. Van Gogh would rather go to the Chu Pavilion in the world than go to the real beauty in his Jiuyou.
Therefore, when Linjiang said in front of Bai Chu that she had Van Gu's descendants, Bai Chu's first reaction was that Van Gu picked up someone's cuckold and put it on again.
As for why Van Gogh does not deny this or is certain? In Bai Chu's opinion, this is the life emotions of the two people.
He wanted to see her "jealous" or angry look, and gloatfully watched her deal with the matter. And she knew that he did not expose it, and excitedly led to another thing, seeing how he should react when he learned that her life was "threatened"?
As they came and went, the sword had not yet appeared, they used everyone around them as targets.
When the others were bloody and bloody, they were both unharmed and smiled at the bloody debris around them.
At this moment, Linjiang, who was pulled outside the main hall, heard the saying "Eat Dragon Meat", trembled all over, his eyes turned black and he fainted.
The "target" is dizzy, and the fun of interest will naturally be less.
Bai Chu looked up and waved his hand to Xiao Ding who was waiting outside the hall to give orders. Xiao Ding understood and dragged Linjiang who was lying on the ground out.
Van Gogh took a grape from the table and raised his eyebrows, "What, don't you want to eat dragon meat?"
A peeled grape was handed to his mouth. Bai Chu lowered his head and bitten it, chewed the grapes, and glanced at Van Gogh, "I really ate it, why don't the Sihai Aquarius come to the door and fight to the death?"
"Besides, you don't really plan to eat this dragon meat with me." The grapes had seeds, and the maid served the plate aside. Bai Chu turned her head and vomited, took the handkerchief handed to Van Gogh and wiped her mouth, "Tell me honestly, whose species is Linjiang's woven?"
The dark eyes burst into a bright smile, and he reached out to scrape Bai Chu's nose, "A person you can't even think of."
Bai Chu raised his eyebrows, and although he was a little curious, he stopped asking.
Who is that person? If Van Gogh wants to say it, he will naturally tell her. If he doesn't want to say it, she will ask it on his own initiative, and he will still tell her. Although she is a little curious about that person, she is only confused for a moment and is not very interested.
What she was interested in was Linjiang. She had a couple with Linjiang before. Linjiang used Xiao Ding's hand to assassinate her. She didn't care or find it strange. The little girl from Xihai was not old, and it was reasonable to do such a thing because of her previous resentment.
Bai Chu will not be dissatisfied with the same junior.
In Jiuyou, she didn't worry about assassination, nor did she care about anyone's assassination. There were very few people who could approach her in the sky and the earth, but not noticed by her. Looking at the entire Jiuyou, there was only one Van Gogh.
Ordinary immortals and demons cannot hurt her, and they can hurt her gods. Almost all of them have higher cultivation than her and have deeper qualifications than her. Such people are usually either Shenyin or have a high position, so they will never be too idle to come to trouble her.
If one day she is unfortunately injured by Van Gogh, it can only be said that she is not aware of people and deserves to be injured.
I accidentally got off the ground.
Linjiang, a princess from the West Sea, must have received permission from Van Gogh. Bai Chu was not interested in the child in Linjiang's belly. What she wanted to know was Linjiang, so how could she think the child in her belly was Van Goh?
Linjiang, a little fairy who is only over a thousand years old, is related to Van Gogh?
Linjiang likes Van Gogh? Bai Chu didn't believe this. A year ago, he seemed to be flirting with Hua Yi in Yaochi.
"What's going on with the group of people kneeling outside?" Van Gogh quickly moved away from the topic.
Bai Chu looked over the bead curtain, "I'm not the one who calls me to kneel down. Ask me, why don't you ask yourself?"
Vango's mouth slightly grinned and made a gesture. The maid on the side understood and went out of the curtain to the outer hall, instructing the beauties outside to leave on their own.
The beautiful girls rushed out of the hall gate as if they were amnesty.
The hall gate was spacious, but ten people could not squeeze out together. A beautiful girl was probably a little weak, and she was squeezed by everyone and fell to the ground. When she got up, the person in front of her was already far away. Her expression suddenly changed, and she lifted her skirt and ran out like she ran away.
Van Gogh squinted his eyes and looked at it, wondering slightly, and teasing with a smile, "Do you run so fast, are you afraid of you or me?"
Bai Chu smiled slightly and briefly explained what he called the group of people today.
Van Gogh listened carefully, his smile slightly widened, and he hugged Bai Chu lightly, "Empress, on the first day after the wedding, can't wait to rectify the harem?"
Bai Chu leaned on his shoulder with his own strength, stretched out his finger and slightly raised his jaw, "Who told Your Majesty to like to mess with her, but there is no need in the harem, and the beauty inside couldn't hold back her curiosity?"
Bai Chu is used to being casual on weekdays and does not have high requirements for daily life, but if someone wants to get close to her and disturb her, she will not be so interested and let others approach her.
Today, someone can pluck the courage to look at her bedside as a maid. It is hard to guarantee that similar things will not happen tomorrow and the next day. If there are no means to shock the situation, there will be too many things that can happen in the group of women.
"Disable the ten beautiful girls in my side garden without saying a word. How do you compensate me?" Van Gogh looked at Bai Chu, and his words were not hidden.
Bai Chu raised his eyebrows, turned over in his position, spread his legs and sat on Van Gogh face to face. He put his arms around his neck, his eyebrows and eyes were half-retracted, as if he was shy, "Can you compensate like this?"
After saying that, he raised his head and pressed it on his lips.
Her delicate eyes flashed and Van Gogh had just seen her usual calculating expression from her eyes. The next second, her soft tongue had already crawled in.
As soon as the grape aroma entered, a sour smell instantly filled the entire mouth through the taste buds on the tongue.
Van Gogh's whole body froze. Bai Chu quickly pressed the back of his head with both hands, raised his eyes to admire Van Gogh's nervous expression that was tormented by the sour smell, and his tongue rolled up and played with him.
No one knows better than her. Van Gogh is afraid of acid and is very afraid.
It can't even touch the sour taste on weekdays, not to mention that the grape even she, who can eat sourness, is sour.
Jiang Zi's cuffs and fists were clenched with both hands, so she was so patient that her veins had burst.
Bai Chu felt extremely happy when he saw Van Gogh's appearance that he wanted to struggle and endure.
She didn't expect to make a fuss about him. After playing with him for a while, she stopped the attack and came out of his arms with gloating pleasure.
Van Gogh, who was finally "free", immediately picked up the tea on the table and rinsed his mouth. It was not enough to do it once, so he would come again. A cup of tea was soon seen. He quickly picked up the tea cup in front of Bai Chu, and drank it all when he leaned his head down.
"Puff--" A cup of tea was sprayed out all the time. Van Gogh held the tea cup and his eyebrows were tangled and tightened, "What kind of tea are you?"
Bai Chuhan smiled at the banquet, "Is sour plum tea delicious?"
Van Gogh heard the god's face, coughed a few times, and walked away from Bai Chu like he was running away, bowing with both hands, "Please let go."
Bai Chu hummed without hesitation and leaned on the back of the chair, "You also know that I am settled the score in the autumn. If you beg for mercy, it's so easy for me to let you go. How can you be so cheap?"
After Autumn, we naturally refer to the fact that Bai Chu asked about Van Gogh during the wedding night last night.
Bai Chu is not a petty person, but it does not mean that some things can be exposed at will by saying "Tonight should be the time for bridal chambers."
The maids in the hall had already left the hall when she had just kissed Van Gogh.
At this moment, there were only two of them in the huge hall.
Van Gogh knew that he was in the wrong, and stood there with a gloomy face, "Then... what should I do with the Queen?"
Bai Chu pushed a stack of grapes on the table forward, "I will let you go after eating them all."
Van Gogh looked at the crystal clear and beautiful purple grapes, a little nervous flashed in his eyes, and he quietly took a step back, tentatively saying: "...can't you... not eat?"
"Your Majesty doesn't want to eat?" Bai Chu smiled gently, "Of course."
Van Gogh's eyes were bright, and it was a long night and dreams. His long sleeves were swept quickly in the air. When the blink of an eye, the grapes on the table dissipated into ashes.
"If you don't eat grapes, you can," Bai Chu looked at the empty plate on the table, and his mouth was filled with bright smiles. He reached out and stroked the ground from the air, and the entire bedroom was instantly covered with various small stones.
Bai Chu's face sank, "Tonight, you lie on the ground naked."
The stones on the ground have edges and corners, and they feel so chromium when they wear shoes, let alone lying on their heads.
Van Gogh pulled the corner of his mouth and spoke in an negotiation tone, "Can you--"
"No." He said coldly, without any comment. Bai Chu looked at him coldly, "I'll let you lie on the tip of the knife."
Women either don’t get angry at you, and they get angry more than ten times more terrifying than usual.
Van Gogh knew she was really angry with him last night.
Can't go to bed...well...Anyway, it's only one night, so if you don't go, you won't go...
As for these stones... he will just pinch them and turn them into soften them...
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a faint sentence from the main seat, "I remember to tie myself up with the God-Binding Sculpture after taking off my clothes at night."
When Van Gogh heard this, his face changed drastically.