C65 (1/2)

My taste is not bad too.

Gu Changge spat out the sour plum in her mouth, picked up the sword manual and rushed back to her room.

In her entire life, she had never been so intimate with anyone. Of course, back then when Xiao Ziyang had helped her circulate her energy, it wasn't really anything.

Even if she was ignorant, it did not mean that she did not understand the meaning behind it. This type of game was referred to as' kiss' in Gu Yinfeng's mouth, and all the men and women on Gu Yinfeng's stage would kiss when their emotions were so deep. Gu Yinfeng had said that kissing was something only a passionate man and woman or husband could do.

Husband and wife... Could it be that Bai Ze wanted to marry her?

When she thought here, she directly buried herself in the blanket and didn't even cook dinner. Poor Daoist Master Xuanqi had eaten three meals a day for the past three years, and he was always in a panic from not being hungry at all times. Although as an immortal, he could enjoy his meals and drink some dew, but he still felt like he was missing something in his heart.

Bai Ze was in a good mood after getting intimate with his. He had wanted to do this for a long time, but he didn't have the chance.

However, this little girl was a little too unfamiliar. If she could only respond to him, then perhaps it wouldn't be as good as that plum. Then, she picked up the plum from the plate and threw it into her mouth.

To think that there would be something so sour in this world, what a wonder!

However, girls liked to eat such sour food. It was even more so of the oddities!

Gu Changge didn't want to go out even on the second day, so she was worried that she would feel awkward if she bumped into someone outside.

But it was impossible to not go out, and when she heard rustling sounds coming from outside the window, she hurriedly opened the window. She just so happened to see Bai Ze holding a kite in his hand, and the kite was flapping its wings in an attempt to struggle free from his grasp.

When Chang Ge saw this, he hurriedly shouted out: ”What are you doing!?” Give me the letter.

Bai Ze's handsome eyebrows carried a hint of a smile. His fingers relaxed, and the kite flew straight to Chang Ge's hand.

Isn't it just a letter? It's not like I won't give it to you. Bai Ze seemed to have forgotten what happened yesterday, as he leisurely walked away with his hands behind his back.

Chang Ge was a bit vexed. Could it be that other people didn't take the matter to heart at all, but she really did wake up?

Opening the paper kite, she saw that her family members had written a letter for her. In the letter, her father told her that everything in the house was so good that she did not have to worry, and he had finally fallen for a girl who was untalented, Gu Yinfeng. She did not know when this brat would be enlightened, and it would be good news for her.

When Changge first came to the island, she had already learned to pass down a letter from a kite. A little kite that was infused with spiritual energy could fly across the sea without fear of a violent storm.

At first, she only wanted to write a letter home to report her safety, but after a while, she received a reply from her family. It turned out that her father was very surprised when he received her letter.

Chang Ge placed the letter inside the wooden box and stored it properly. Then, she sat at her desk and picked up a brush. The tip of the brush paused on the snow-white paper, and a drop of black ink fell onto the paper.

Immortal Lord.

He turned his head and thought for a while before writing again. The pear blossomed again and the swallow returned. When will we meet again?

The first letter that she had written ever since she had learned how to write the kite novel was for Xiao Ziyang. At that time, she wrote in her letter that she would one day stand by his side and definitely not disgrace her identity as Xiao Ziyang.

She did not question why she had been abandoned at the shore of the East Sea, nor did she pray for the white robed, picturesque immortal to come back and bring her away. She only quietly expressed her thoughts.

However, she didn't send this letter to Sunset Peak, she only said to the kite, ”Go, fly until you're tired, then stop.”

At the same time, her present letter was sent to an unknown place. Maybe the letter would sink into the ocean, be torn apart by the wind, or be picked up by someone who was unaware.