The matter was a bit strange. Haoyu had promised to stay for two more days. Jianjia secretly counted it. He had been staying for half a month so far. Not only that, he had followed her in the past half month.

Jianjia stopped weaving, walked to the tea table and sat down, lay on the tea table and looked at Haoyu in confusion.

"Tired?" Hao Yu looked up from a pile of documents and said to Jianjia.

Jianjia shook her head and her eyes fell on the documents on the table. He moved all the matter to the grass to deal with it.

"Don't feel comfortable?" Haoyu nervously reached over the document, touched Jianjia's head, and then grabbed her hand and took her pulse.

"You can't look forward to me, okay?" Jianjia smiled helplessly. "I just want to sit here."

Hao Yu searched through the documents, found a book of the Book of Songs and put it in front of Jianjia, and said softly: "If you are too lazy, just read the book to relieve your depression."

"Yes..." Jianjia picked up the Book of Songs and opened a page casually, singing silently in her heart.

Haoyu had a special liking for this book of "The Book of Songs" brought from the mortal world. He just kept reading it for himself, but he often hugged her and sang, saying that he wanted to chant it to the child in his stomach.

Jianjia noticed that Haoyu was only interested in "Zi Jin" and "Jian Jia" in the Book of Songs, and he rarely read other poems. She once asked him why.

He said, I am not a scholar, of course I will not like poetry because of poetry. I will only be happy because of love.

Jianjia looked up from the book and said jokingly: "It must be because of me that Haoyu has a special liking for this Book of Songs."

"Of course!" Haoyu looked at the document in his hand and said without lifting it. "So you have to memorize "Zi Jin" well. Any time you wait, you must know that this is my promise to you."

"Even if I don't go, my son would rather not be able to succeed." So for more than ten years, she has not replied to him a word, and he can still write unilaterally.

"Even if I don't go, Zi would rather not come." So no matter how indifferent she acts, he will try to get close to her.

Jianjia moved the chair to Haoyu, leaned on his shoulder, and whispered: "No matter how cold and ruthless I act, my heart will always be waiting for you."

"I know." Haoyu rubbed his face on Jianjia's head and gently said. "So even if everyone thinks that I am not good enough and not suitable for you, I will hold you tightly. I also want to prove to you that no one will be more suitable for you than me."

Haoyu took everything she said that day, right? Jianjia stretched out her waist and snuggled into his arms. Those were her truth and there was nothing to explain. But no matter who is more suitable, it would be useless. The only person she recognized was Haoyu.

Haoyu sighed lightly, Fu Jianjia stood up and said, "Let's go and cook a few side dishes and go to the bar!"

After getting busy, Jianjia felt that the few side dishes Haoyu said were so polite.

Haoyu placed the big stone table on the grass, and three or five people couldn't hold it together. Jianjia worked with him for a long time, and the cooked dishes filled the stone table.

Jianjia looked at the table of dishes and covered her mouth and laughed secretly. She had no doubt that Haoyu could eat these dishes in one bite. He had covered all the mountains, rivers and rivers. This big stone table of dishes was really a piece of cake.

"What are you laughing at?" Haoyu finished the last dish, reached out and hugged Jianjia into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her gently.

"Haoyu, do you feel very hungry? If these things are not enough for you, go to a place where no one can bury your stomach and come back."

Jianjia took out a handkerchief from her arms and wiped away the sweat from Haoyu's forehead. As a god, he often sweats. Perhaps because there is a "it" in his body, which makes him feel very troublesome, it is because of this?

"With you here, I want to eat only you." Haoyu opened his mouth wide in anger and took a bite on Jianjia's face.

"When I was in Rongyue Mountain, I really dreamed of being slaughtered by Taotie. Until now, I feel that one day I will be eaten by Taotie." Jianjia frowned slightly and looked at Haoyu worriedly. Will he be controlled by "it" in the end?

Haoyu was stunned for a moment, rubbed Jianjia's Xiu, and said softly: "Don't worry, even if one day Taotie really ate you, it will only protect you. It did not hurt you when it was irrational, and it would not hurt you in the future."

"Well, I believe you." Jianjia reached out and hugged Haoyu's waist, and snuggled softly in his arms. The twelve-colored spiritual power refined the spiritual roots raised with his blood, forming a powerful force in Haoyu's body. Only when he was firm enough could he suppress "it".

But Jianjia knew that her dreams had always been more than just dreams, either existed in reality or predicted what was about to happen.

"Taotie has now appeared because of you, and will disappear because of you. Everything... arises because of love and is destroyed because of love." Haoyu said softly.

Jianjia hugged him tightly, buried her face in front of his chest, and let the touching tears wet his red clothes.

Haoyu gently pushed Jianjia away, helped her stand up, reached out to wipe away her tears, and sighed: "When your senior brother sees your tears, he has another excuse to take you away."

"My senior brother is coming?" Jianjia said in surprise with tears in her eyes wide open.

"It's not just him, but many people are coming." Haoyu pressed Jianjia's eyes with his sleeve and said jokingly. "So no one can see your tears."

"So these dishes are not cooked for you?"

"The only one who can feed me is you." Haoyu looked at Jianjia and said jokingly.

This sentence is too ambiguous. Jianjia gave him a white look, avoided his gaze, and pretended to look at the sky. As soon as she looked up, she saw eight princes flying from the sky, and in a blink of an eye, she landed in front of her and Haoyu.

The eight princes smiled slightly at Haoyu and Jianjia, and sat down at the stone table.

These princes seemed to be kind to her, and even He Hong looked kind. Could it be that the sun came from the west today? Jianjia blinked in surprise and looked up at the sky. It was noon now, and there was nowhere to be seen where the sun came from.

Hou Ang looked around the table and smiled and said, "I guess only half of the dishes on this table can be eaten. Please be careful to eat them and don't get poisoned."

Haoyu gave Hou Ang a blank look and said angrily: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. All this dish is not poisonous!"

Jianjia looked at Haoyu with amusedness. Half of this dish was fried by him. He had no talent, so the dishes he fried were probably limited to "eatable".

"Are you disliked the dishes I cook?" Haoyu glared at Jianjia angrily.

"I'm used to eating." Jianjia shook her head decisively and denied.

Next were the emperor and empress, Shen Yan, Tian Yi, Xiao Migu and Da Migu, while Yang Hu was late.

When Haoyu saw Yang Hu appear, he immediately went up to Yang Hu, clasped his fists and compiled it, and politely invited him to sit down.

Jianjia became more and more surprised as she looked around. She rushed up to see if Haoyu in front of her was the impulse to become someone else. Haoyu has never liked Yang Hu. Today, there must be something wrong with being so polite and considerate.

Not only Jianjia, but even Yang Hu was surprised. Not long ago, Haoyu was so angry that he called Yi Tianwen to bomb him.

After Yang Hu sat down, Haoyu pulled Jianjia down beside Yang Hu, looked at Jianjia with a smile and said, "Don't be surprised, your senior brother treats you like a brother and a father. As your husband, I will naturally respect him as a brother and a father."

Hou Ang, who had been looking at Haoyu in confusion, then looked at him with appreciation. No matter what Yang Hu thought, it is the wisest to affirm his identity as a brother and father with Jianjia.

"That's right, why didn't you realize this before?" Jianjia looked at Haoyu in confusion. It was a great joy for her to live in peace with Yang Hu.

"Probably because today is a special day." Hao Yu smiled mysteriously. "Everyone starts eating. When the servants arrive, I have something to announce."

"What do you want to announce? Who else hasn't come?" Jianjia asked looking at Haoyu and looked at him and said

"You'll know later."

Jianjia added some dishes he had cooked into Haoyu's bowl. Just as he was about to go past him to add vegetables to Yang Hu, Haoyu picked up the dishes and put them into Yang Hu's bowl.

Jianjia narrowed her eyes and looked at the dishes in Yang Hu's bowl - they were all fried by Haoyu.

"Senior brother..."

As soon as Haoyu opened his mouth, the sound of wine spraying around him gradually became louder. However, Yang Hu's face was ashen. He finally understood what Haoyu was planning.

Haoyu wanted to make his identity as "like brother or father" a shackle for him and make him never confess his love to Jianjia. Jianjia recognized this identity, if he said it thoroughly, Jianjia would probably be scared and hide away.

Haoyu completely ignored the voices and said without changing his face: "This is the dish I specially cooked for you. The skills are not good, so please include more."

Yang Hu looked at the dishes in the bowl, put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Haoyu with a smile. The smile on Haoyu's face was still the same, and he looked back at Yang Hu very gently.

No matter how the smiles on the two people's faces were, they could not hide the atmosphere of the sword. The airflow around seemed to have frozen. Jianjia looked at it with a breath holding her breath, worried that she should say something, but Xi Yi came at this time.

"Now all people are here." Haoyu looked back at Xi Yi, curled up his lips meaningfully, and stood up and said, "Three days in the heaven, that is, three years in the earth, I will marry Princess Jianjia, as the prince of Shennong Yan."

"I don't agree!"

"I don't agree!"

"I don't agree!"

Yang Hu, the emperor and Tian Yi stood up suddenly and opposed it in unison.

"I'm just telling you this news, not asking for your consent." Hao Yu looked at the three of them coldly and said.

"Haoyu, why did you do this?" Jianjia held Haoyu's hand and frowned at him. How could she feel at ease and put on a wedding dress for him?

"Jianjia..." Haoyu gently stroked Jianjia's silk and said softly. "You don't have to worry about anything. I'm just telling you this news, and it doesn't require your consent."

"Congratulations!" The eight princes raised their wine glasses to Haoyu one after another.

Haoyu picked up the wine glass and touched them one by one and drank it all. He added wine to himself and several princes, raised the wine glass and said, "Tomorrow, I will leave here. Jianjia's safety is troubled again..."

Haoyu is about to leave tomorrow? Jianjia has not yet walked out of the shock of getting married, and is overwhelmed by the sorrow of separation.

"Yanqing, Heaven is not your place to stay, so I will never agree to this marriage, and I will try my best to stop it." Yang Hu flew away from here after saying that.
Chapter completed!