The deep love is the tenderness that cannot be expressed.

At this moment, it was like the meeting of rain and dew. I don’t know what rain is and what dew is.

The two of them had their love on the tables, chairs, and Persian carpets in the hall. Finally, they lay weakly on the soft sofa, gasping for breath.

Although they have already dedicated their essence, the two of them are still tightly pressed together, tangled together, and are reluctant to part. Song Wen put his head on Huang Xi's head, greedily breathing the fragrance she exhaled, kissing her soft lips. He likes her, her lips, her breasts, and the feeling of loving love with her.

Huang Xi closed his eyes, hugged Yiren's tiger waist, and enjoyed Yiren's tenderness. Suddenly, he felt that the soft things that were originally left in his body seemed to have moved again, and he couldn't help but open his eyes. This dead man, who had been asked for more than twenty times since yesterday, was still so energetic. It would be fine if he continued like this. He hurriedly said, "Aren't you controlling trees for people? Why haven't you gone?"

Song Wen then remembered the incident of Jiji, and quickly got up and found his pants and clothes to wear. He just now, and took off his clothes and threw them around. At this moment, he didn't know where he was going.

Huang Xi saw him get up and then breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn't stand it if she got up endlessly. It was said that only the tired cows were not plowing broken fields. She felt that it was not the case. At least the dead man in front of her was not the kind of cows that were about to die of exhaustion, but she became more and more energetic.

After putting on her clothes, Huang Xi asked Song Wen to throw away the blue demon sent by the man yesterday. It was all caused by this thing, otherwise so many things would not have happened. But she seemed to have to thank the flower, otherwise she would have just truly tasted the love between men and women. Thinking about it, she secretly spat and thought to herself how she could think so? This was too shameless, and her face, which had not yet flushed for a moment, became a hint of blush.

According to Huang Xi's instructions, Song Wen took the Blue Virgin to the top floor and threw it away. The villa was on the top of the mountain, and there was a cliff behind it. He threw it away.

When I was about to throw it away, I suddenly felt a little waste and put it in Ruyi Fan. The branches on this blue genie can be cut off and planted, and a large number of blue genie can be planted in the Ruyi Fan in the future. A sky blue rose is dotted in the space and it can also enrich the varieties of ant honey. Why not do it? Besides, the cut flowers can be buried in the field of the space to make fertilizer.

Somehow, he found that the soil in the Ruyi Fan space had the function of speeding up the decomposition of things buried in the soil. As long as the things were buried in the soil, they could quickly decompose into fertilizer to nourish the flowers, plants, trees, fruits and vegetables in the space, which was very strange. He also discovered the function of soil by chance.

By this calculation, he felt that the strange tree next to the bamboo house should have absorbed the nutrients of the soil to decompose the horse's corpse, otherwise it would not have grown so quickly. Now the strange tree is as thick as a waist, and its sword-like leaves are lush and dense, looking very strange.

In order to confirm this idea, Song Wen also buried the internal organs and bones of the elephants and giant pythons in the space under the strange tree. In just one day, the tree had indeed grown a few more points and a blood-red flower bloomed. The flower had five petals, like peach blossoms, like blood-red, and the green leaves like swords, looking very strange.

After dealing with the Blue Magician, he came downstairs and asked Huang Xi to take him to Xichan Ancient Temple.

The car didn't drive far from the villa, Huang Xi saw a small car parked not far away, which was the car that brought the man to the flower yesterday. When she remembered that she was plotting, she couldn't help but get angry. If it weren't for Song Wen's absence yesterday, she wouldn't know what would happen? Thinking of it, she opened the car door angrily, came to the parked car, and kicked it hard.

The handsome young man was still sleeping, and didn't know what happened. He quickly opened the car door. When he saw Huang Xi looking nothing was wrong, he couldn't help but be stunned and asked in surprise: "Why are you okay?"

It makes no sense! The guy who gave him medicine clearly said that if a woman didn't get the man with the man after being caught, she would definitely become a illegitimate. Look at her like this, why don't she look like a illegitimate? And who is the local tycoon next to her? Isn't it that Huang Xi was caught in the "shaking voice and moaning with the strong woman ** fragrance" yesterday and was attacked by this kid? For a moment, the handsome young man even wanted to die. Isn't this the old saying? Well, she was urging by the pig.? After hearing his question, Huang Xi became more convinced that what happened yesterday was made by him, and he immediately kicked it in anger, hitting the descendants of the handsome young man.

The handsome young man bent down in pain, covered his lower gear tightly, looking pale and couldn't even say anything.

"Don't let me see you again in the future, otherwise you will be more beautiful." Huang Xi shouted at the handsome young man, and finally kicked him a few more times before driving away.

Song Wen was swallowing his saliva from the side, thinking no wonder that the ancients always compared women to beasts, which was obviously much scarier than beasts. No wonder that even the old monk in the temple would say to his disciples: "The woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger, and you must avoid it when you see it." Can this be done without avoiding it?

"It's a good kick." Sitting in the car, Song Wenkou praised Huang Xi with an inconsistency.

"certainly."

Huang Xi smiled proudly and said, "I have learned from Wing Chun. If you dare to bully me, I will grab you to death."

I am not a sheep, Song Wen muttered in his heart. Wing Chun’s basic standing step is “two-character pincer sheep and horse”, no wonder he thought so.

But after thinking about it, Song Wen started to look up and said, "Welcome to clip."

When Huang Xi saw his dirty smile, he didn't know what he was thinking. He couldn't help but "hum" and turned his head away. He ignored him and drove the car attentively.

When he arrived at the ancient Xichan Temple, Song Wen first went to the old lychee tree to take a look and found that after the spring water in Ruyi Fan was moistened overnight, the originally dry and damaged meridians in the old lychee tree had almost recovered, and the underground roots slowly absorbed nutrients from the soil to supply them. Some new tree roots grew out.

He looked at it, nodded, and replaced the empty glass bottles, allowing the old lychee tree to continue hanging with the dunk. It is estimated that in two days, the old lychee tree will return to normal. After the treatment, Song Wen walked to the backyard, wanting to visit the old abbot and take a look at Chi Qiaosheng.

In the backyard, Chi Qiaosheng was playing chess with the old monk. When he saw Song Wen coming, he greeted him. When he saw Huang Xi beside him, his face suddenly became strange. He thought to himself that this kid was quite capable and ran away in just one day. No wonder he had to stay in the hotel. But he didn't say anything, but just continued to play chess with the old monk.

After saying hello to the two, Song Wen took Huang Xi away. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to (this site) and give me rewards. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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