Somewhere, Xiao Yuying and Huang Yu were walking on dry, solid sand one behind the other.
Huang Yu walked behind her and persuaded: "Yu Ying, let's leave as soon as possible. Don't wander around in this place."
Xiao Yuying clenched her fists tightly and gritted her teeth: "So many people have died in our Sanwang Palace, but there are still many people from the Spirit Clan and the Ghost Sect, they must die!"
"There are also those bandits from Feijiu, they can't survive either!"
Huang Yu said rationally: "We no longer have the capital to fight against them. It will be dangerous to stay here."
"We'd better leave quickly..."
He wanted to persuade Xiao Yuying again, but unexpectedly she turned back suddenly and put two fingers between her lips to signal him not to speak, while she carefully walked to the sand wall on one side.
She put her hands on the sand wall, then put her ears close to it, and seemed to hear something.
Not long after, her eyes showed a fierce light and a rich smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
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Hua Yao patted the chest of Zi Yang, who was still sleeping soundly, and shouted softly: "Zi Yang, Zi Yang, wake up quickly, it's getting late."
"Uh-huh..." He smacked his lips, hugged her tightly with both hands, closed his eyes and said, "Why are you anxious? There is no sun here, how do you know it's getting late?"
"Also, I haven't slept enough yet. Please sleep with me for a while."
She pushed Ziyang's heart hard and said anxiously: "Oh! Don't fall asleep. Let's leave quickly."
Zi Yang said without any hesitation: "It's okay to walk. You first stretch your face over and let me kiss you. Otherwise, I won't be able to wake up for a while."
She felt helpless and said: "You..."
The young man in black complained: "I made a good promise yesterday, but now I'm denying it again. It's true."
Not long after, he felt a few strands of hair fall on his face. He reached out and touched Hua Yao's side face: "So good, muamuamua..."
After a few breaths, Hua Yao pressed her palm on his chest, making it difficult for him to get up, and said angrily: "Oh! Have you had enough? You obviously meant one kiss, how many kisses have you had?"
Zi Yang put his arms around her waist, looked at her with clear eyes, and said with a smile, "Isn't it a little hard for me to extricate myself? The more kisses I have, the more love I have for you. Do you understand?"
The girl in white pushed away the arm around her neck, stood up, straightened her clothes, and said coquettishly: "You talkative! You don't understand!"
Zi Yang stood up and glanced at the graceful and charming back in front of him. He stretched out his arms and hugged her from behind, pretending to be mysterious and asked: "Yao Yao, do you know who I am most afraid of in this world? ?”
Hua Yao thought this question was interesting, so she tried to ask: "Feng Lan?"
She heard Zi Yang say that Feng Lan almost killed him when she was a child, so she first thought that he was the person Zi Yang was most afraid of.
Zi Yang smiled and shook his head.
"A salary of 10,000 yuan?"
She had seen You Wanxin bullying Ziyang more than once, which might have left a shadow on his heart.
He shook his head again.
The girl in white looked confused and said, "Besides the two of them, there seems to be no one else."
Zi Yang patted her shoulder lightly and said mysteriously, "The person I'm most afraid of is you."
After hearing his answer, Hua Yao was stunned for a long time and said in disbelief: "Me? It's impossible, right? How could you be afraid of me?"
The boy in black looked up at the wet sand board and said, "Outside the glowing door, you should have seen Xian Qingyun's eyes darkened and his face looking exhausted, right?"
She blinked her beautiful eyes, still puzzled: "What does this have to do with you?"
Zi Yang reminded again: "I'm afraid that I will be like him in the future, or even worse than him. Do you think I can stop being afraid?"
The girl in white thought carefully, her lips parted slightly, her face turned red with embarrassment, she pushed his chest a few times with her elbow, and said coyly: "Shameless! There is no formal appearance!"
The young man in black pretended to be confused and asked: "Why am I out of shape? It's fine if I don't blame you, but you still blame me?"
Hua Yao stared at him for a long time. The anger in her beautiful eyes gradually dissipated. She sighed helplessly and said with a strange tone: "You are right! It's my fault. It's all my fault. I controlled you." Thoughts, your actions, I am guilty, I am guilty.”
Zi Yang frowned slightly, looking at Hua Yao who was hiding her face and smiling, a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on her face.
According to his understanding of Huayao, she would definitely have a good argument with him in the past, but this time she used another method to catch Ziyang off guard, leaving him wondering how to proceed.
Seeing that he was reluctant to speak, the girl in white stretched out her hand to hold his arm and shook it gently. Moreover, she deliberately pretended to admit her mistake and said, "Zi Yang, I know I was wrong, but you still Will you not forgive me?"
The corners of Ziyang's mouth twitched a few times, and he slowly patted the back of her hand and said with an awkward smile: "It's okay! I forgive you, I forgive you."
As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller. Obviously, he had no shame to continue talking.
The girl in white opened her eyes slightly, looked at him with gratitude, and said, "Really, Ziyang? You are so kind to me, I am really touched!"
Hearing her being so sarcastic, Ziyang couldn't bear it any longer and hurriedly stopped her: "Stop, stop, stop, stop, please spare me, Yaoyao, I really can't listen anymore."
Hua Yao rolled her eyes at him and said quietly: "What are you doing? You are still aggrieved when someone sincerely admits your mistake?"
Ziyang felt extremely ashamed and had no choice but to say: "I... I was wrong, please stop talking."
The girl in white held her waist with both hands, raised her chest and looked up at him, mockingly saying: "Do you admit your mistakes sometimes? I thought you were right no matter what you did."
The boy in black was afraid that she would hold on to her, so he didn't say anything more, but in his heart he was very unhappy.
He secretly thought in his heart, laugh! laugh! laugh! Just wait for me, when you cry.
Hua Yao smiled slightly and said: "Zi Yang, if you do something wrong, you must be punished. Am I right?"
When Zi Yang heard this, he immediately trembled and said with a smile: "Yao Yao, I already know my mistake. As for the punishment, I'd better avoid it..."
The girl in white immediately raised her jade hand in front of him and said seriously: "It's inevitable!"
"In the past, when I did something wrong, you never spared me."
He was stunned and said shamelessly: "I... No, you have to accept the punishment yourself. Even if I want to exempt you, you won't agree."
Hua Yao's beautiful eyes were half-squinted, her hands behind her back, her body leaning forward, staring at him with a half-smile, and said, "Can you say it again?"
Zi Yang put his hands on his chest, leaned back, shook his head and said, "No more, no more, I'll listen to you."
The girl in white put her back against the sand wall, sat on the ground, raised her feet, and whispered: "Come here and take off my short boots, and then wash my feet."
The young man in black widened his eyes and immediately said displeased: "Hua Yao! I have never washed anyone's feet in my whole life. Don't go too far."
She said calmly: "Too much? I didn't ask you to lick my feet. It's good, but you still think it's too much?!"
"Would you like to wash it?"
"dont wash!"
"Okay!" Hua Yao nodded and stood up, threatening: "I'll stick your head in the soft sand first and let you taste what it tastes like there!"
Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, Zi Yang immediately said, "No, no, no, no, I'll wash it, why don't I wash it?"
The girl in white sat on the sand again, raised her feet, looked at the sand board above her head, and pretended to be leisurely.
Zi Yang reluctantly walked over, squatted down, held her white short boots, and slowly took them off.
When the short boots were halfway taken off, he hurriedly reached out and pinched his nose, leaning back to keep as far away from her feet as possible, with a look of disgust on his face.
Seeing this scene, Hua Yao's face instantly darkened, and she asked casually: "What's wrong? Is your nose uncomfortable?"
Ziyang thought carefully and answered cleverly: "It's okay. I just smell a smell, maybe it's the water in the sand behind."
The girl in white naturally saw what he meant, and immediately snorted and asked with a smile: "Is there something wrong with your nose? Why don't I smell the stink?"
Seeing that she was pretending to be confused, Zi Yang deliberately said, "These are your feet. It's not normal for you not to smell the stink."
Hua Yao didn't hurt him, and deliberately said loudly: "Oh! So it's my feet that stink, not the water in the sand?"
The boy in black said with a smile: "Blame me, blame me, it's really not your feet that stink, it should be the water in the sand."
The girl in white stared at him with her beautiful eyes half-closed, and threatened in a cold voice: "If you dare to pinch your nose again, I will stuff my feet into your mouth. Do you believe it?!"
Zi Yang was very aggrieved and said: "What are you doing? No one says anything about your smelly feet? Really! Are you being too overbearing?"
She said sternly and confidently: "My feet don't stink, you must be lying and trying to deliberately anger me."
He threw the two short boots back, and with a pop, the short boots fell into the soft and wet sand.
Hua Yao was immediately dissatisfied and said: "What are you doing! My feet don't stink, I know this very well!"
Zi Yang touched the soles of her feet, which were as smooth as jade, and sighed, "Oh! Such beautiful feet, so perfect, flawless, without any flaws."
"It's a pity, it's a pity, it's just the wrong master."
Hua Yao was not angry but said happily: "No matter how regretful it is that it's my foot, why are you still standing there? Wash it quickly."
While Zi Yang was washing her feet, he muttered: "I don't even know how smelly my feet are, but I have the nerve to let people wash your feet. That means I have good concentration. If it had been anyone else, I would have been washed by your feet." These stinky feet are smoked to death."
The girl in white folded her hands on her chest, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't waste your breath. Can I still guess your little thoughts? No matter what you say, I won't be angry."
"You have to wash my feet today. You can't escape even if you want to!"
Seeing that she had already seen through it, Zi Yang stopped acting. He smiled and said, "These feet feel comfortable to my touch. How about I wash them for you every day from now on?"
Hua Yao smiled and said: "Okay! If you want to wash it, I will satisfy you."
His face changed slightly and he washed her feet silently. Seeing his helpless look, the girl in white suppressed the joy in her heart. In order for him to finish washing smoothly, she didn't want to make him unhappy again and let him slip away.
