The young girl opened her eyes slowly. Her eyes were actually ruby red, which seemed to be very deep, so that people could not see the background color, but also seemed to be very transparent, so that people could see her mood at a glance.

It's people with seven emotions and six desires, or joy or sorrow, or sorrow or anger, but she is calm, absolutely calm.

She described the lazy, a pair of jewel eyes fell on the man: "what can I do for you?"

The man sighed: "ah Mo, that tune just now is so beautiful that I never heard it. I played it out in a hurry. Do you think there is something wrong?"

A Mo stretched a stretch: "very good, I slept a beautiful sleep."

The man: "..." Did she treat his music as a lullaby?

"Amo, you wrote this tune. It must be your work..."

"This piece is not made by this seat." A Mo swings around on the swing. The flying red skirt is like the dancing butterfly, which describes him as still lazy.

The man said, "it's not you..."

A Mo looks at him askew, a smile, two deep pear vortexes appear on the cheek: "then do you still feel good?"

Her smile was almost malicious, with a touch of irony, seemed to see through all the world, and didn't care about all the world.

The man smiled: "no matter whether this song is made by amo or not, it's always beautiful. Is there any other music in amo? Why don't you pass on another song to Xiaoxian

AMO leaned his head on the swing and yawned with his mouth open: "I'm tired today, and I'll pass it on to you tomorrow. You can leave on your own and turn left at the exit. It's easy to leave without seeing off. "

It's a rude rush.

The man's eyes flickered slightly, stepped forward slowly, and pushed the swing gently for her: "come, I'll shake it for you, and you'll have a rest."

A Mo doesn't drive people this time. He closes his eyes and continues to nourish himself.

Warm spring breeze, fragrant flowers and trees, two people sitting together, pretty men and pretty women are quite harmonious.

The man gently shook it for her. It was just right.

"Amo, do you like children very much?" The man's eyes fell on the playful urchins. Those children have immortals and demons, and even two little demons who have just become human beings. The children of the three realms of immortals and Demons play together like ordinary children here.

A Mo didn't speak, just smiled, smiling like a pure child.

She likes the world of children. The world of children is simple and carefree. If possible, she would like to turn all the people in the world into children

"Amo, how about having some children after we get married?" The man put his hand on her shoulder.

"No!" A Mo answers crisply and neatly, she jumps off the swing: "leaf sky leaves, you go. You don't have to come tomorrow. "

Ye Tianli's eyebrows pick slightly: "amo......"

AMO no longer looked at him, but left him a word: "don't worry, as long as you are still the strongest in the fairyland, then the Japanese will be engaged to you."

Ye Tianli was a little stiff and asked, "then What if I'm not the strongest? "

A stranger also does not return: "this seat only marries the strongest."

Ye Tian slowly holds his finger in his sleeve, that is to say, she will marry him not because of him, but because of his identity as the strongest

Can't he move her so long as he is by her side?

"Amo, have you ever liked me?"

"Like it? What? " A Mo finally turns around, she slightly tilts her head, looks innocent, but her eyes are light as water: "I never know what I like."