She took the pastry and looked down at it.

"I'm not angry with you anymore."

"I know. Come down quickly. I feel like someone is coming to drive us away. Go down and catch us more."

At this time, the little fox demon suddenly stood up on tiptoes and kissed Zhao Rong.

It's lips.

He was stunned, feeling a little sticky on his lips, and took a sip. It was the candy she had eaten before.

Zhao Rong also tasted it.

So sweet, he thought.

After the little fox demon secretly kissed her like a dragonfly, he put his little hands behind his back as if nothing happened, looked up at the sky, and said: "It seems to be raining... It has started to drizzle."

"I know."

What she did next almost made him smile like a brilliant chrysanthemum... The little fox demon in red reached into Zhao Rong's sleeve, took out a small sachet, and put it

He put it on his waist again.

"You don't want it anymore?" he asked.

"I'll let you wear it for a while longer, then return it to me when you return to Duyou City."

"Okay. Go down quickly. The barrier below should be able to block the autumn rain..." He nodded.

But the little fox demon still stood in front of him and refused to leave.

Above the two of them was the autumn rain that was gradually falling.

"Zhao Rong, are you a gentleman? Even if you say something, it's hard for four horses to chase you? Are you really not going to leave? After seeing me off, will you go back to find Sister Lingfei?" she asked.

"It's hard to chase a horse," he corrected.

"I know, it's hard to catch a horse and it's hard to catch a horse... Are you really not leaving?"

"Yes." Zhao Rong nodded, not lying. He urged: "Go down quickly, those fireflies have emerged again."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at him and stuffed the pastry into his mouth, "You eat~"

Then she sucked her fingers, carried the small book box, and jumped down again, returning to the spiritual field. She walked around the spiritual field again, and saw a location suitable for catching fireflies. She was happy

ran over.

On the way, she also looked back at Zhao Rong, who was watching on the high slope, and waved to him.

He waved to her too.

Then,

It started raining heavily.

The rain was very heavy. Zhao Rong suddenly understood the meaning of the word "heavy rain". He felt that the person who created this idiom was really not making it up. The autumn rain above his head was so damn heavy that he was soaked.

His whole body was wet, almost as if he had been fished out of a pool. The rain shelter in front of him was close at hand, but he didn't go in. He was soaked all over, but he didn't care anymore.

Zhao Rong was very happy at this time, really happy. He was so happy that he wanted to shout out. He looked at the little fox demon catching fireflies below, it was so cute.

"Go back." He smiled and wiped his face.

"what?"

"I really want Qingjun to see this scene."
Chapter completed!