Noticing the other party's gaze, 008 almost exploded on the spot.
Xianzun is a pervert! Even foot control!
Tan Zhihuai retracted his feet, retreated into the hem of his clothes, raised his eyelids lazily, and pointed to the stone bench not far away, "He'll be right back, you sit first." The boy's voice
carried A trace of sleepy hoarseness fell on the ears like chime bells, making people's ears numb.
It wasn't until Tan Zhihuai withdrew his hand that Nan Zheng's eyes finally turned from his white fingertips to the stone bench.
Nanzheng didn't move, instead, he took two steps closer to Tan Zhihuai, and introduced with a smile: "Under Nanzheng, the current realm is the eighth level of the immortal, this year is 38,623 years old, and he is not married yet. I don't know. Is it an honor to know your son's name?"
Tan Zhihuai raised his head and glanced at him, "You are too old, I am only over five hundred years old."
Nan Zheng who was greatly shocked: "..." More than five hundred, and three More than ten thousand, the difference seems to be a bit big.
008: "..." Poof!
Soon, Nan Zheng cheered up again. It was the first time in tens of thousands of years that he was moved, and he couldn't give up just now, let alone at their level, they didn't care about age long ago.
Nan Zheng spent all his time trying to find a topic with Tan Zhihuai, but his usually flexible lips seemed to be rusted at this moment, "You..." just said a word, a
space fluctuation appeared not far away, and the tall and handsome man appeared out of thin air Appeared, holding a basket of beautiful red fruit.
Nan Zheng shut up on the spot, although he is also a venerable, he is still a little afraid of this demon venerable.
Just now he was obsessed with beauty, so he didn't have time to think about the relationship between the two of them, but now that his IQ has returned, he suddenly remembered that in the past, there had never been any other monsters in the Nine Heavens of the Demon World, and now the relationship between this young man and Huai Yu
... It can't be the Taoist companion of the Yaozun, right?
Before Nan Zheng could figure it out, he saw that the young man who had just been motionless and didn't bother to pay attention to him had already thrown himself on the man. The young man in red and the man in black, with intertwined sleeves, who wouldn't say that they match well?
Huai Yu supported Tan Zhihuai with one hand, and kissed him on the temple, "Why don't you sleep in the house?"
Tan Zhihuai buried his head in the man's neck, sucked him, and yawned, "It's sunny outside. You have guests, I'll let them in."
Huai Yu looked up at Nan Zheng's envious eyes, and said coldly, "What's the matter?"
Looking at the closeness of the two, Nan Zheng knew that he had no chance. I have been upright all my life, and I still can't do things like seizing a human partner. I just mourn in my heart the love that I haven't had time to start.
A few minutes later, Tan Zhihuai was still half-lying lazily on the wicker chair, biting the big washed fruit in his hand, and two men sat facing each other at the stone table not far away.
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