Chapter 877 Teach You A Little Spell

Maybe it's because the environment here is particularly good, and the aura is also abundant.

Just after six o'clock in the morning, Nanyue woke up naturally, with excellent energy and spirit.

After she practiced for half an hour, she opened the curtains and saw that the sky outside the window was gradually getting brighter.

The sky is slightly white, and the clouds are white and soft, revealing a glimmer of light.

Living in a beautiful place, it's hard not to feel happy.

Because of this, Nan Yue washed and changed his clothes, went to the living room, and when he saw Sheng Jingheng who had already made coffee, his smile was extraordinarily sweet.

"Mr. Sheng, good morning." Nan Yue drank a cup of cold boiled water before approaching, "It smells so good."

She smelled the coffee, but her eyes were on the other side, the freshly made sandwich.

Sheng Jingheng laughed lowly: "Is it the smell of coffee, or the smell of sandwiches?"

"It's all fragrant."

Only then did Nan Yue look at him again, then avoided the camera, and said in a low voice, "Teacher Sheng is also fragrant."

He wears a cold fragrance, which is the kind she has always liked very much. Sometimes it is like a woody fragrance, and sometimes it is similar to a cold and dark ink fragrance.

Sheng Jingheng's movement of pulling flowers in his hands was almost indiscernible, and soon returned to normal: "Sweet mouth."

Nan Yue laughed softly, then leaned to one side, quietly watching him outline a boat, as if there was a breeze blowing, two or three leaves fell.

Although this cup of coffee is not for sale, and she will drink it soon, but he is never lazy, and he always gives her a new pattern and a new surprise every time.

Every time, she would be very reluctant to drink it, ruining this beauty.

It was still early, the two of them finished their breakfast and coffee, left the freshly baked bread for the three who hadn't woken up, and went out for a walk first.

Although the island is not big, it takes more than ten minutes to go around.

Since he hadn't gone to work yet and didn't follow along, Nan Yue held Sheng Jingheng's hand openly and walked along the lake.

The lake surface in the morning is different from the lake surface in the evening and night.

Sparkling, as the color of the sky changes, the light gets brighter and more colorful.

Looking at this scene, Nanyue felt a little itchy, so he pulled Sheng Jingheng to stop.

"Brother, let me teach you a little spell."

Sheng Jingheng looked at her and nodded naturally: "Okay."

Before Nanyue cast the spell, he shielded everything from the outside world, and then he squeezed a spell, and his gentle eyes turned cold in an instant.

"Don't look at me."

Her eyes had changed, but her voice was still the same as usual, with a helpless smile added.

Sheng Jingheng followed the direction of her fingertips and looked towards the lake.

At the same time, water flowers bloomed on the surface of the lake, and countless water droplets condensed into sharp knives. Under the light, they gave off amazing splendor.

The next moment, these sharp blades all came through the air, fast and sharp, as if they still carried fierce killing intent.

When approaching the eyes, Sheng Jingheng couldn't help but shudder slightly, his body unconsciously put on defense, and his demon power was ready to go.

But before he had a subconscious reaction, these sharp blades suddenly melted away, turning into colorful drops of water, surrounding the two of them.

Immediately, the killing intent dissipated, and the atmosphere turned into a romantic dream, as if there were countless tenderness and sweetness spreading.

Sheng Jingheng was slightly taken aback, then his body relaxed, and he couldn't help but look at Nanyue beside him again.

Nan Yue had already received the spell, and turned to look at him: "Do whatever you want, you can turn it into whatever you want. Brother, try it too?"

Sheng Jingheng nodded, closed his eyes slightly, concentrated his mind, and then suddenly moved.

Seeing that he did it again almost as before, Nan Yue couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "What is brother thinking?"

"Thinking about it," Sheng Jingheng slightly pushed aside the water drops that lay between the two of them, and fixedly looked at her, "Of course it's you."