The night was pitch black, and even the moonlight seemed to be unable to withstand the dark night. It quietly hid in the thick clouds. The whistling night wind blew like thunder. Xiao Yun took a breath and rubbed his hands and said, "Grandpa, this desert night is indeed not covered?"

Lu Feifei seemed to feel the air conditioning in the desert. At this moment, she was also sniffing and leaning against the corner of the stone house. The stone house was not large in size, so it was difficult not to touch each other without two people. Especially on such nights, the whistling night wind blew in through the gaps in the stone house. Lu Feifei only felt that her body seemed not her own. Her hands and feet slowly became numb. Instinctively looked at Xiao Yun's body and leaned over. Xiao Yun smiled and said, "This is not your own. You have to make something happen. You can't blame me?"

Lu Feifei leaned in Xiao Yun's arms and said in a trembling voice: "Xiao Yun... If you dare to have any disrespect for me, I will definitely...kill you...?"

Xiao Yun smiled and hugged Lu Feifei in his arms to keep warm to each other.

There was no light at night in the desert, and I could only hear the whistling wind around slapping against the small stone house like thunder. Xiao Yun hugged Lu Feifei and did not dare to do anything bad. However, he thought of Liu Xiahui in his heart for some reason. Suddenly he thought of the man who was called the number one gentleman in the ages. Xiao Yun suddenly realized that it was not the case. Just imagine that if a big man was holding a woman in the desert at night, he would not have time to do other bad behaviors except hugging each other to keep warm.

I don’t know if it was a little warm or Lu Feifei was talking intentionally, but suddenly raised her head and said, “Why don’t you speak?”

"What are you saying? We don't seem to be familiar with each other yet?" Xiao Yun still looked hippie and smiling.

Lu Feifei couldn't see his expression. He listened to what he said, and it was right to think about it. He had known him for only one day and had just lie in his arms. Thinking of this, she blushed. Fortunately, it was pitch black here, and Xiao Yun couldn't see the expression on her face. She twisted her delicate body gently, put her face on Xiao Yun's warm chest and said, tilting her face, "Why don't you tell me a story?"

"Tell a story? Do you think I am your grandmother and coax the child to sleep?" Xiao Yun cursed inwardly, but his stomach began to scrape.

After scrambling the stomach, Xiao Yun said carefully: "Once upon a time, there was a scholar named Ning Caichen. Once, he went to Jinhua and went to the north of the city to rest. The temple pagoda was very magnificent, but the ground was covered with basils taller than people, and there seemed to be no trace of people coming and going. The doors of the houses where monks lived on the east and west sides were empty, and there seemed to be a new lock on the door of a small house to the south. There was a bamboo in the east corner of the hall, and there was a large pond under the steps, with wild lotus roots growing inside, and it was already blooming. Ning Caichen liked this quiet place very much. At this time, the student envoy came to preside over the exam, and the rent for the houses in the city was very high, so he considered living here and was walking and waiting for the monks in the temple to come back."

Lu Feifei leaned on Xiao Yun's chest with a little sleepy feeling. After some running around, her clothes were already torn, especially Lu Feifei. Her outer clothes were worn out by the rocks on the hills, revealing her snow-white skin. It was particularly obvious in the dark night. Xiao Yun was a little warm at this moment, and she couldn't help but move her eyes and lowered her head to look at the exposed place.

Lu Feifei seemed to have noticed it, and was unable to get into trouble because of the darkness. When Xiao Yun suddenly stopped, he snorted coldly and said, "How was this scholar going?"

"Oh?" Xiao Yun came back to his senses, hurriedly retracted his gaze, and returned to the Chinese version of "The Love of Human and Ghosts".

In the evening, a scholar came to open the door of the cottage to the south. Ning Caichen walked up to salute and told him that he wanted to stay here. The scholar said, "There is no housekeeper here, and I am also a person who stays here. You are not afraid of living here in a deserted place. I will ask you for advice sooner or later." Ning Caichen was very happy and put some artemisia as a bed, then set up wooden boards as a table, and planned to live here for a few days.

That night, the moonlight was bright. Ning Caichen and the scholar sat together in the corridor of the hall chatting, and each said their names. The scholar himself said, "My surname is Yan and his name is Chixia. Ning Caichen thought he was a scholar who came to take the exam, but his accent was not like that of Zhejiang. So he asked the scholar, and the scholar himself said, "I am from Shaanxi." His tone was simple and sincere. When the two finished speaking, they parted and went to bed.

Ning Caichen couldn't fall asleep for a long time because he lived in a strange place. He heard someone whispering in the north room, as if he was living in a family. He got up and lay under the stone window of the north wall and took a look quietly. He saw a woman in her forties in a small courtyard outside the short wall, and an old woman wearing faded red clothes, a silver comb on her head, and a hunched back, and the two of them were talking under the moon. The woman said, "Why didn't Xiaoqian come for a long time?" The woman said, "It's almost coming soon." The woman said, "Didn't she complain to her grandma?" The old woman replied, "I didn't hear it, but she looked very worried." The woman said, "The little girl cannot be treated as a confidant."

Before he finished speaking, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old came in, looking very beautiful. The old woman smiled and said, "I don't talk about people behind my back. We are talking about you, but I didn't expect you, a little goblin, came in quietly. Fortunately, we didn't say anything bad about you." The old woman continued, "The little lady looks like a painting. If I were a man, I would be caught by you." The girl said, "Grandma doesn't praise me a few words, who else would say I'm good?" Ning Caichen didn't hear clearly what the woman said to the girl. He thought it was a whisper from his neighbor's family, so he lay back on the grass bed and stopped listening to them. After a while, the temple was silent...?"

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Chapter completed!