"Brother Yudi, you said that the four elements are empty, but why do you close your eyes and dare not look at me?"

Lu Nong tenderly and delicately ripped open her clothes, her brows were charming, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, her skin was as white as mutton-fat jade, and her waist was as slender as a hand. She had transformed from a monkey into the charming King of the Kingdom of Daughters.

Pei Ji'an held down her hands that were still trying to take off her clothes, and covered her exposed shoulders with her coat. Unexpectedly, Lu Nong changed her tone and said in a coquettish voice, "You stinky monkey, do you think I'm a monster? Tell me, why don't you say anything?"

Pei Ji'an rubbed his eyebrows. He hadn't gotten over the "monster" scolding yet. Unexpectedly, she changed her role and asked, "Who are you?"

Lu Nong snorted angrily: "I am the White Bone Demon, okay, I knew you were attracted to that little witch Zixia."

Pei Ji’an: “…”

Who is Zixia? Tang Seng is in love with the Queen of the Kingdom of Women, and Sun Wukong is in love with the White Bone Demon. What is this? How come he doesn't know that there are such stories in Journey to the West?

Seeing that Pei Ji'an ignored her, Lu Nong pursed her lips, crawled to the bed, climbed onto Pei Ji'an's thighs, and hung herself on him. She tilted her head and leaned close to Pei Ji'an's ear and said, "Monk, am I beautiful?"

She is innocent and pure, charming and affectionate, and she touches other people's hearts without realizing it. Pei Ji'an has never seen the female demon who seduced Tang Monk in "Journey to the West", but he feels that Lu Nong is very similar to her now.

When Lu Nong blew into his ear again, Pei Ji'an grabbed her waist, which was too tight to hold, and pulled her off him.

Lu Nong did not struggle and fell back on the bed, her long black hair spread out. Without Pei Jinan's restraint, she quickly took off her outer clothes, leaving only a white camisole with exposed belly button on her upper body. After taking it off, she put her hands on her hips and smiled triumphantly at Pei Jinan.

The next second, he placed his hands on his navel, imitating the movement of a spider spirit spinning silk, and said in a rhythmic voice:

"Zhu Bajie, you ugly pig, when I catch you, go back to Pansi Cave and eat some cold pig ears."

Pei Ji'an took a deep breath, his forehead furrowed, and he lifted the quilt folded at the head of the bed and covered Lu Nong with it. He turned around and went downstairs to ask Mother Wu to come up and look after her.

When he reached the door, he opened the bedroom door and was about to go out, but suddenly he felt something was wrong. Why was the room so quiet?

When he turned around, he saw that the figure on the bed and the quilt had disappeared. His expression froze. Fearing that something had happened to Lu Nong, he hurried back. As a result, he saw Lu Nong wrapped in a quilt from head to toe, squatting under the bed, motionless, staring straight ahead.

"...What are you doing?" Pei Ji'an couldn't help but ask.

Lu Nong looked at him strangely, still staring ahead without saying anything. After a while, he finally said, "I am a mushroom. How can a mushroom talk? You are so stupid."

"Then how come you can speak again now?" Pei Ji'an had lost his patience with her and asked calmly.

"Because I've become a spirit! Dangdangdang~" Lu Nong threw off the quilt and started spinning around. As she was spinning, her legs and feet became unstable and her left foot entangled with her right foot. She was about to fall, but fortunately Pei Jinan was quick to catch her.

"Thank you, the mushroom spirit will repay you." Lu Nong held Pei Jinan's hand with a serious expression, "Let me take your pulse, so I can see if you have any disease."

"Yeah, my kidneys are a little weak," she nodded seriously, "Yeah, yeah, that's it, brother, you and my cheap husband have the same problem, oh!"

After saying this, he looked at Pei Jinan with sympathy on his face.

"Lun Nong," Pei Ji'an pressed Lu Nong onto the bed, stared at her dangerously and said, "Do you really want to know whether your husband is capable or not?"

Lu Nong was not frightened by Pei Ji'an. Instead, he thought hard for a moment, stretched out a hand and beckoned to Pei Ji'an, then sneaked up to Pei Ji'an and whispered in his ear, "I'll tell you a secret. Pei Zheng said that his father has been single for more than ten years after his divorce. Maybe it's really not possible. He also said..."

Pei Jinan had no idea what was being said, because he had already possessed Lu Nong and blocked his nonstop chattering mouth.

There was a strong smell of white wine in Lu Nong's mouth. Pei Ji'an, who always hated the taste of white wine, did not think it was unpleasant at this moment. He even liked white wine for the first time.

This was his second kiss with the same woman, and just like the last time, it brought him unimaginable waves.

Turning side to side, he imitated the movements of Lu Nong's tongue, chasing and dancing with her, searching up and down.

The kiss ended intermittently. Perhaps because he felt comfortable, Lu Nong's expression relaxed. He stretched out his hands to hold Pei Jinan's neck and gently licked the corners of Pei Jinan's lips like a kitten.

Just like throwing the last stone into a volcano that was calm on the outside but surging and ready to erupt on the inside, Pei Ji'an held Lu's fat and slender wrist and raised it above his head. With his other hand, he held her face and gently stroked her forehead, nose tip, mouth...

The poor little suspenders had been pushed to the collarbone long ago. Lu Nong felt a little pain and numbness in his mouth. He groaned, turned his head away and reached out to push the person on him, but was caught by a big hand and crossed his arms.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

The tall figure on the bed paused, his pupils constricted. Pei Ji'an took a deep breath, calmed himself down, then tidied Lu Nong's clothes and covered her with a thin quilt. He then carried her to the pillow and got up to open the door.

After the door was opened, Aunt Wu brought the hangover soup to Pei Ji'an and said, "Aunt, the hangover soup is ready. Give it to Miss to drink quickly, so that she won't have a headache tomorrow morning..."

Before he finished speaking, Mother Wu stared at Pei Ji'an suspiciously, and seeing that he looked restrained and forbearing, without his military uniform, wearing only a white shirt with his collar unbuttoned, she immediately understood what he meant and a look of joy flashed across her face.

"Aunt, the young lady is not well-behaved in her sleep, so please take care of her. I still have to look after Xiaozheng and Huaihuai." After saying that, she stuffed the sobering soup into Pei Jinan's hand and hurried downstairs, as if someone was chasing her.

It was getting dark and the room was getting dark. Pei Jinan turned on the light in the room, placed the sobering soup on the bedside table, and stared at Lu Nong who was sleeping soundly.

After tossing and turning for most of the day, she fell asleep peacefully, looking innocent and naive, without any trace of the seductive attitude that had been flirting and seducing just now.

As he watched, he easily fell into memories. Pei Ji'an wondered, which one was she?

In fact, Pei Jinan had met Lu Nong a long time ago. How long ago? Maybe even earlier than Gu Weiguo.

Six years ago, he was injured in the battlefield and was urgently transferred back to the military hospital. One day during his recovery, he felt the ward was too stuffy, so he went downstairs to relax. As soon as he sat on the bench next to the pavilion, he heard a few nurses' anxious voices looking up at a tree and saying, "Lu Nong, come down quickly. It's too dangerous."

"Yes, yes, be careful. It's such a high tree. If you fall down, it's no joke."

Pei Jinan looked up and saw a little girl of about sixteen or seventeen standing on an unstable branch of a tall and lush paulownia tree. She was protecting something with her left hand and trying hard to reach the bird's nest, ignoring all the sounds coming from under the tree.

After finally putting the bird in the nest, the little girl smiled at the tree with great pride. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves and shone on her smiling face. Perhaps she was too happy, she actually let go of the tree, put her hands on her hips and started to brag:

"Don't worry, this tree is not difficult for me. You can say that I am not as smart as others, but when it comes to climbing trees, no one can beat me. My cousin and cousin sister were both defeated by me. I even climbed an osmanthus tree to pick osmanthus flowers to eat. I will come back to pick osmanthus flowers for you to eat later."

Everyone under the tree was worried about her. This greedy ghost was still regretting why the osmanthus tree hadn't bloomed yet.

She was pointing at a laurel tree not far from the phoenix tree and happened to see Pei Jinan under the tree. The two looked at each other silently. The girl realized that her bragging had just been heard, so she smiled awkwardly at Pei Jinan and slowly climbed down the tree.

"Slow down. I know you are very powerful. Slow down and don't fall."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young nurse screamed. It turned out that the glutton had fallen down when he was two-thirds of the way down because he didn't step firmly. Pei Ji'an stood up.

Before he could walk over, he saw the glutton climb up from the ground, his face full of regret, but he said nonchalantly, "It doesn't count this time, it's just a small accident, my tree climbing skills have always been better than other aspects, and there will be no accidents next time."

Pei Jinan felt amused and sat back on the bench without saying a word.

One of the nurses couldn't help but said with a smile, "Don't let Lu Fang from the logistics department hear you, or she will beat you to death. If you are not smarter than others, then there will be no smart people in the hospital."

"Oh, don't tell her."

The little glutton glanced at him again, intentionally or unintentionally, and when he saw that he didn't look at her again, he called a few nurses and left together.

Pei Jinan's ward was facing the osmanthus tree. Since then, he would often see the little glutton wandering under the osmanthus tree and sighing at it from the window.

A month later, autumn arrived and the osmanthus tree finally blossomed with a rich and fragrant aroma. As expected, the little glutton brought a group of little nurses and happily came under the osmanthus tree, pointing and talking at the tree.

That day was the day Pei Jinan was discharged from the hospital after recovering from his injury. The guard packed up his things and waited for his order to leave, but Pei Jinan stood by the window staring at the osmanthus tree until Pei Zheng appeared in the ward shyly. He did not tell his family about his injury and hospitalization, and Pei Zheng did not know where he got the news from.

Pei Jinan withdrew his gaze from the osmanthus tree, and Pei Zheng arrived in time. He walked out of the ward without any hesitation.

Four years later, he attended the wedding of his best friend Gu Weiguo and saw the little glutton who had grown up completely. He was both amused and confused for a moment.

The world is big, so big that two strangers never meet again in four years, and the world is also small.

Pei Ji'an raised his glass and congratulated them. Perhaps because of his somewhat cold attitude, the bride shivered in Gu Weiguo's arms, frail and sensitive, as if her past vitality and enthusiasm were all Pei Ji'an's imagination. Pei Ji'an could even see that she truly relied on and trusted Gu Weiguo, without any reluctance.

Not long after the wedding, a local war broke out. Pei Jianan and Gu Weiguo went to the battlefield together. The war was won. On the last day on the battlefield, Gu Weiguo told him the story of him and Lu Nong.

The Lu Nong in the story is not the little greedy ghost he met.

They grew up together, like brothers, and just as he understood Gu Weiguo, Gu Weiguo also saw something from their brief encounter at the wedding.

He listened quietly, neither confirming nor denying, because even he himself didn't know whether the person he met was just a fantasy under the osmanthus tree.