little spicy jiao

Chapter 105

"What will Jiao Jiao become when he grows up?"

When Mo Jiaojiao was three years old, the owner of Yinshen Valley became very playful and said to the child:

"When Jiao Jiao grows up, he is naturally the same as the owner of the valley. Didn't Jiao Jiao realize that all the monsters in Yinshen Valley are gray-haired, and they are no different from old people? It also turned white overnight."

When Mo Jiaojiao was ten years old, Elder Huaishu was angry and deliberately opposed the owner of Yinshen Valley, coaxing the child:

"When Jiao Jiao grows up, she is naturally the same as me. She wears a skirt, her makeup is meticulous, and the willows are supported by the wind and the willows.

When Mo Jiaojiao was 12 years old, he told himself:

"When Jiao Jiao grows up, he will be as tall and strong as Jiujiu, so that when Gu Zhu and Jiujiu are too old to walk, Jiao Jiao can carry you on their backs."

However, after 18 years, the child has finally grown up, but it is not what the elders described.

In the secret land of Senhai, among the fairy mountains, there is a cave left by an ancient monster.

At this moment, on the clean and cool green bamboo couch, a slender young man in a long black robe was sitting quietly cross-legged.

The long gown was loose, and because of the struggle during sleep, it fell loose at the moment, unable to completely cover the white chest, revealing the delicate collarbone.

The white chin is supported by the soft palm, and the red lips are slightly pursed due to anger, the curve is soft and childish.

Afterwards, the small and delicate nose tip, the slightly flushed peach blossom eyes, the slender eyebrows, and the curly hair scattered on the back like a waterfall, with only a few mischievous locks of black hair hanging down the cheeks, outlined the picture of a young man. A striking face.

The cave was quiet and silent, except for the little red chicken on the couch that raised its head and chirped tirelessly, there was no extra sound.

On the other side, the Biehe sword was tightly attached to the cool mountain wall, far away from the sulking young man on the couch. He was obviously so curious that he scratched his heart, and kept sneaking glances at the young man's beautiful face, but he never dared to touch it. Lean over to strike up a conversation.

However, after holding his breath all by himself, the young man finally couldn't help but put down his hands, sat down on the couch, stared straight at the Biehe Sword stuck on the wall with a pair of water-like clear eyes, pursed his lips, Aggrievedly said:

"Even Biehejian despises Jiaojiao..."

"..." Lingjian, who was directly named, couldn't help but move when he heard the words, and continued to stick to the mountain wall, pretending that he didn't hear anything, struggling to death.

Seeing the spirit sword pretending to be dead, the young man said persistently, the syllables spit out from his soft lips became softer and more pitiful:

"Bie Hejian also felt that Jiao Jiao had become ugly, so he didn't want to talk to Jiao Jiao, and Jiujiu also ran away..."

As he spoke, the young man pursed his mouth, and was about to cry.

Bie Hejian suddenly felt that something was wrong, he quickly turned around and flew over, said with a headache: "Don't cry, Jiaojiao, am I here?"

"Does Bie He think that Jiao Jiao is ugly and won't talk to me?" Mo Jiaojiao sniffed, took a bamboo tube filled with clear water with both hands, took a sip, and continued to look at him with beautiful eyes, "Jiao Jiao When Jiao grows up, you won't play with me anymore."

"No...you got it wrong." Bie Hejian replied feebly, mustered up the courage to look at the young man, and said helplessly, "Little ancestor, do you know about beauty tricks?"

"What beauty trick?" Mo Jiaojiao blinked ignorantly, her pretty face looked more and more innocent.

Bie Hejian wished he could cover his eyes, and smiled wryly:

"You look at me like this now, it's a beauty trick. Do you know why Tunchu turned back into a chick? And Chongrong Jianzun, why did you go out to find food for you but didn't take you with you? It's because you look... too Foul."

"Doesn't fouling mean breaking the rules?" Mo Jiaojiao stretched out his hands sadly and grabbed his face, angrily said: "Although Jiao Jiao doesn't look like Gu Zhu and Jiujiu, it disappoints you, but neither is Jiao Jiao. Deliberately, I don't know why, just like Liu Guang, Jiao Jiao doesn't want to."

As the boy talked, he became even more sad.

"It would be fine if you were really like Liu Guang." Bie Hejian sighed, and growled in his heart: "The problem is that you are too beautiful, and your personality is like a child, this kind of innocent, clingy and coquettish The peerless little beauty who can't even hold Tunchu, let alone the sword master. It's just... a critical strike!"

However, it was absolutely impossible for Bie Hejian to tell Mo Jiaojiao what he said, so he could only clear his throat and comfort him:

"We don't think Jiaojiao is ugly, it's because you have been a child before, and now you have grown up suddenly, it is inevitable that you are not used to it, and it will take a little time to get used to it, don't you think so?"

"It seems to make sense." Mo Jiaojiao held the bamboo tube, tilted his head and thought about it, and asked hesitantly: "You and Tunchu are not used to me growing taller, so what about Jiujiu? Jiaojiao woke up, and Jiujiu didn't either." Come and hug me. I used to hug me wherever I went."

"Well..." Bie Hejian was at a loss for words, and after thinking hard for a while, he said with a flash of inspiration: "The sword master is because...Jiao Jiao has grown up. Compared with a child, his body is much bigger. It doesn't look right for you to walk around, does it?"

"But I'm much shorter than Jiujiu." Mo Jiaojiao stretched out his hand and gestured at his heart, and said: "Jiaojiao has grown to where Jiujiu is. Jiujiu is so strong that he can hold me up with one hand." , it won’t be hard to hold, and it looks good.”

"I can't seem to refute..." Bie Hejian glanced at Tun Chujian who had turned back into a chick to escape the temptation of beauty, his teeth were itching with anger, but he still coaxed:

"Jiao Jiao, you have to be clear, you are already old, Lian Yunshan and Liu Guang are about the same age as you, but do you think they asked Patriarch Hongyu to hug them?"

"No..." Mo Jiao shook his head slowly.

Bie Hejian heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to continue explaining, but saw the young man bent his mouth, and said sweetly: "Jiao Jiao didn't want the valley owner to hug me either. The valley owner is too old to hold me, I know .But if Jiujiu can move, you can hug her."

"...No, this is completely different." Bie Hejian was so fooled by the chili pepper that he was almost dizzy and agreed, and he quickly settled down and said:

"Strictly speaking, Master Shen is also Lian Yunshan's senior, but they don't know how to hug each other. Shen Siyuan and Chong Rong Jianzun are both young people, so they are very similar, right? So Jiao Jiao, like Lian Yunshan, should be independent. You can't always have Sword Master to hug you. Especially in the realm of cultivation, when the same sex becomes a Taoist couple, it's inevitable that people will be misunderstood if you two talk about each other."

"That's not true, Bie Hejian is cheating Jiaojiao again." Mo Jiaojiao said unhappily: "The lamb hugged Lian Yunshan, Jiao Jiao saw that day. However, Lian Yunshan's legs were wrapped around the lamb's waist, It’s the same as when Jiaojiao was a child, not with one hand.”

"...Forget it, let's not talk about it." Bie Hejian was silent for a while, then flew over and lightly rubbed the boy's hair, gnashing his teeth while rubbing:

"Shen Siyuan? Lianyunshan? Sooner or later, the real name sword will take Tunchu and cut you two! It's really not enough to succeed!"

Mo Jiaojiao didn't know that she had unintentionally sold Shen Siyuan, seeing that Bie Hejian didn't want to talk any more, so she looked up at the entrance of the cave eagerly, sat up on her knees and leaned over to look outside, but she only saw a piece of land in the distance. Lush forest.

He sat back with some disappointment, frowned and said sullenly: "Jiujiu has been gone for a long time. Jiaojiao misses him so much."

The soft boy's voice is full of lingering dependence and longing, with a rich attachment that even the boy himself has not realized.

Bie Hejian heard this natural voice that seemed to be coquettish all the time, and thought: "I'm afraid the more I think about it, the more troublesome it will be."

Who would have thought that after Mo Jiaojiao had finished speaking, he looked around again, and then went straight down on the couch with his long shiny feet in his hands, holding the big black bow tied around his waist with both hands, revealing two straight and slender legs, showing nothing. He walked towards the entrance of the cave without hesitation.

Bie Hejian hurriedly chased after him, and persuaded: "Wait here, it just rained, and there are wet soil and gravels everywhere outside, if you step on the stones and hurt your feet, you will cry again."

"It's okay. Jiaojiao is not afraid." Mo Jiaojiao walked out of the cave barefoot, stepping on the bluestone slabs in the cave.

He first poked his head to look at the scenery outside, then put a hand on his dantian, and whispered: "Jiao Jiao wants to know where Jiujiu is."

The next moment, a dark green flame burst out from the boy's palm. He spread his palm, watched the flame slowly float up, flew to the right, and quickly raised his foot to catch up.

But for some reason, the ground was full of muddy sewage, but a road condensed by blossoming snow lotus appeared out of thin air where the young man passed, completely isolating the delicate and clean feet from the mud.

After running for a few steps, Mo Jiaojiao stopped in a daze, grabbed his robe nervously and walked on the cold snow lotus petals, then turned his head and looked around, calling out in a low voice:

"Jiujiu is here, Jiujiu is coming out..."

As soon as the words fell, a long black figure slowly appeared beside the young man.

The man stretched out his hand and lifted up the boy's loose robe, covering his exposed collarbone and chest, and fastened the loose belt again, and rebuked in a low voice:

"Next time, you are not allowed to pull your belt with your hands, and your clothes are disheveled. How can you meet people?"

"Jiaojiao didn't do it on purpose." Mo Jiaojiao stood up happily, raised her head and bent her beautiful peach blossom eyes, squinting at the man and smiling.

Dugu Jiu looked down at the dimples on her little face, raised her hand to caress it with her thumb, then moved it away again, brushed the loose black hair behind her ears and fastened it, without saying a word.

Mo Jiaojiao didn't understand why the man didn't speak, but just grinned foolishly, lovable and beautiful.

He stood on the snow lotus condensed with true essence, jumped up on tiptoe, his slender arms wrapped around the man's neck, his bare legs hooked around his strong waist, and he hung on Dugu Jiu's chest Shaking forward, he urged:

"Jiujiu hugs Jiaojiao. Jiaojiao is about to fall."

Dugu Jiu wrapped his arms around the boy's waist, and put the belt on his bosom indulgently, but his face was calm and indifferent, and he raised his eyebrows and said: "Jiajiao grows up, he should learn to walk by himself."

Only this time, Mo Jiaojiao, who had become smarter, no longer honestly asked himself to go to the ground, but blinked his eyes, drawing inferences from one instance without a teacher, and said:

"When Jiaojiao was young, he couldn't let Guzhu and Jiujiu embrace him. He had to be sensible, because Jiujiu and Guzhu were elders. But... now that Jiaojiao is an adult, Jiujiu is no longer an elder, so he just hugged Xiaoyang. Like a mountain, adults can hug them.”

"Really?" Dugu Jiu was noncommittal, and moved his hand to the young man's buttocks to ease his burden.Then he turned his head and glanced at the silent Bie Hejian, the coldness hidden in his deep gaze was self-evident.

However, Bie Hejian, who wanted to cry without tears and would rather die than live, just wanted to rush in front of Shen Siyuan and Lian Yunshan, grabbing their necks and shouting:

"Let you talk about love every day regardless of the occasion, and now I have to take the blame for teaching bad children! You are the ones who scold the old and disrespectful!"