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Star Shift, in the blink of an eye, three years of spring and summer, the island of pear flowers regardless of the season of blooming.

Every time a batch fell, within a few days, the next batch would burst forth with their branches as if they were rushing on a journey. It was as if the clouds had evaporated and the clouds had turned bright, as if spring snow was falling.

The first thing Gu Changge did every day when she woke up was to put away the bamboo basket under the pear tree. In a night, the basket was full of petals, and these petals, after being pickled by a glutton like her, could be used as very delicious snacks.

Of course, the three of them couldn't eat many petals, so most of the pear blossoms were still used to brew wine.

After brewing so much wine, the wine cellar could no longer hold them all, so when he saw Bai Ze had arrived, Daoist Master Xuan Qi beamed with joy and said: "The person who has given us the wine vat has arrived."

Bai Ze was also not easy to deal with. For example, he had learned the art of brewing wine from Xuanqi Zhenren, but the taste was vastly different from Xuanqi Zhenren.

Every time he drank, he would secretly ask Zhang Ge, "Did you drug me? Why do I feel like the more you drink, the more you want to drink. Addicted!"

Chang Ge lazily ignored him. Originally, he wanted to say that this person was too suspicious, but after thinking for a bit, he felt that it wasn't a bad thing to drink. At least the wine he brewed during his free time wouldn't be wasted.

But Bai Ze asked too many questions, even Daoist Master Xuanqi could not stand it anymore. He poured him a bowl of his own brewed wine and said, "Do you know why my wine tastes different from Gu Lili's?"

Why?

Bai Ze asked as he brought the wine bowl to his lips.

The petals of her wine brewing fell into the bamboo basket, and after a selection, those that were not new, dried up, and had poor shapes were all picked out. As for the flowers used in this old man's wine brewing, they were all picked up from the ground, what, sand, grass, and bird poop were all thrown into the wine jar, can they be the same!

Bai Ze spat out a mouthful of wine. Since then, he had not tasted Xuanqi Zhenren's wine, and did not even touch the thousand year wine that he was so proud of.

She spent most of her time learning immortal arts and rarely spent time idle time doing nothing.

Not long after, the wine cellar was once again empty. Of course, that was if you ignored Daoist Master Xuanqi's wine.

Bai Ze lazily laid on the roof, his white clothes fluttering in the wind along with his silver hair. Hearing the sound of the bamboo chair swaying, he slightly turned his head and saw Gu Changge lying on the bamboo chair, holding a sword manual under the Pear Blossom Tree, staring at them in a daze.

This girl had a good memory and often lied to his sword manual as a barter. Although he wanted her back very quickly, he soon discovered that she had already silently written out a book for daily practice.

A gentle breeze blew past, and snow-white pear blossoms scattered and landed on Changge's beige dress. A few petals landed on her black hair, and some of them swayed, wanting to land on her face, but were blown aside by her pouting lips.

Her cherry lips were tender and pink, reflecting the sunlight. Her eyebrows were like moths, and her teeth were white. Although she wasn't ugly before, after three years of transformation, her gradually growing body became even more exquisite and graceful, adding to her charm.

It turned out that, since an unknown time, that little girl who loved to cry had already become the girl from the Zuo family who was as elegant as Qing Zhai.

Bai Ze's eyes became dark and mute, he quietly looked at the girl under the tree, only to see her reading a book while picking up a sour plum from the table beside his, his cherry lips holding the plum in his mouth, it was so sour that she shrunk his neck back, and he even cried out: "So sour, so sour!"

Could it be that if it was good, then it wouldn't be bad? This girl, why didn't she just spit it out?

Bai Ze began to laugh softly. Long Ge couldn't help but glance at the man on the roof and deliberately raise his voice: "Wu Tong, sour plum, it's very appetizing. Do you want to eat it?"

When Wu Tong heard the two words "sour plum", he also shrank his neck and said softly, "It's better if Upper Immortal ate by itself …"

Chang Ge was dissatisfied: This is delicious! Hurry up and say that you want to eat it!

All right … I want to eat.

Only then did Zhang Ge burst into laughter, threw a plum into a bottle, and raised his voice: Some people, even if they wanted to eat it, they can't, tsk tsk, it's sour, yet it's sweet and appetizing, isn't it, Wu Tong?

Wu Tong replied with a muffled voice: Yes...

Bai Ze jumped down from the roof. I have never eaten a sour plum before.

This was exactly what Chang Ge was waiting for. She picked up a sour plum and was about to hand it to him, but then she flicked her finger and directly threw it into her mouth.

When she saw the man staring at her, she happily waved the sword manual in her hand: "If you want to eat it, that's fine. But you have to teach me the seventh stage of the Non-Phase Sword Art."

Bai Ze coldly snorted as he crossed his arms across his chest: "Don't forget, I bought this sour plum for you.

Then you can buy it again. Don't forget, this time, you might not want to eat it.

Bai Ze was already used to Gu Changge's tricks, sometimes he would also play with him happily. This girl used some delicious food to lure him, while Bai Ze pretended to be curious and agreed to buy some things for her, or give her the Sword Sheath as exchange.

But today, he did not intend to continue playing dumb. In fact, as a man, he had no interest in girls eating sour plums. He just wanted to see what this girl wanted him to do.

So it was just to teach her swordsmanship. This wasn't really a difficult thing to do.

But...

He was really curious about the taste of the sour plum …

Bai Ze saw that between her red lips, his nimble tongue was poking around the sour plum in Tan Tan Chang's mouth. From time to time, he would shrink his neck and shiver.

Bai Ze admitted that he really wanted to eat more and more, just thinking of the plum fruit made him salivate.

Without hesitation, he lowered his head, grabbed both of her wrists and raised them to his head. With one hand, he fixed her cheeks and kissed her cherry lips.

Let's not talk about the taste first, just the touch was so soft that it felt like it was deep inside his bones. Bai Ze was a little nervous as he held onto this cool and refreshing thin lips.

Even if Chang Ge had reacted, she did not know what to do. What was Bai Ze doing, what was he doing?

Bai Ze's tongue forcefully licked and sucked on her lips. Who said that the taste was sour?

He used his strength to pry open the lips of the song, because she had a plum in her mouth and her teeth were open.

Bai Ze tasted the sour plum that was in Chang Ge's mouth, and a scorching hot breath sprayed onto her face.

Very Sweet...

As he vaguely spat out the word "pun", Gu Changge's face instantly became boiling hot.

She began to struggle, using both hands and feet to push aside the person on top of her. She opened her slightly swollen lips to pant intensely. Her face was so red that it seemed as if blood was about to drip out.

Bai Ze's eyes lit up, he licked his lips as though he was not yet done with: "Is my taste good too?"