He’s Super Sticky

Zhao Yan had never seen any strange flowers and weeds in modern times. He wanted to paint Bai Chen a beautiful and not feminine bird of paradise, but when he was writing, his wrist turned.

When Zhao Yan finished painting and broke away from the mysterious realm that came suddenly, he discovered that the flowers he painted were of a variety he didn't even recognize.

The flower resembles a lotus or not a lotus, and the slender petals are like a beauty in the wind, as if dancing in the wind. The rich red color adds a hint of coquettishness to it, but there is a contradictory pure breath in it. The two are completely opposite. The temperament of this flower is perfectly integrated, and people can notice it at a glance, and can't bear to look away from it.

And on the center stamen of the flower, a little black was strangely attached, and that blackness had a premonition that made people unclear and fearful, and had a fierce and terrible offensiveness.

It makes people indulge in its appearance but at the same time have fear and fear of it.

Biqing on the side looked at the flowers drawn by Zhao Yan and her obsessive expression suddenly became frightened, and she looked away from the flowers in a panic, her face was pale, and her hands were stroking and pounding. On the non-stop heart, even the forehead and back can't help but sweat.

On the contrary, Bai Chen looked at the flower drawn by Zhao Yan with inexplicable love and a feeling of closeness.

He turned his head curiously and asked, "What kind of flower is this, it looks so tight."

Zhao Yan’s expression at this time was also a little confused. He didn’t know the flower hand-painted by him, and his painting skills were not enough to allow him to draw this vivid flower that looked like a large 3D dead flower, but in his heart But inexplicably like the tightness of this flower.

His fingers lightly traversed the lines of the flowers, and then raised his head to look at Bai Chen.

"Chaos Flower."

Zhao Yan heard what he said.

"Chaotic Flower?" Bai Chen murmured and repeated, then his eyes lit up: "The name is also nice."

Zhao Yan cast aside the doubts in his mind, and smiled in favor of Bai Chen.

No matter how he drew the flower and knew the name of the flower, it was indeed the most suitable flower for Bai Chen.

He was very satisfied.

No flower is more suitable for embroidering on Bai Chen's wedding gown than this chaotic flower.

"Master, this flower..." Biqing, who was regaining her energy, suddenly spoke. Her face was still pale, but the illusion that her heart was about to jump out of her chest and couldn't breathe had disappeared for the most part: "This flower is a bit strange. Evil."

As she said, she didn't dare to cast half a point on the flower.

The two without feeling turned their gazes to Biqing.

Na Na, Biqing, I don't know how to express her fear of seeing the black in the center of the flower, and Bai Chen and Zhao Yan both like this flower so tightly, it seems that her fear just now is only her problem.

Biqing opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Zhuo Langzhong, who was just curious that Zhao Yan wanted to embroider, planned to come over to observe and observe. By the way, "Guiding", as soon as he approached the three of them, his eyes couldn't wait to look at the wedding gown in Zhao Yan's hand.

When he saw the Chaos Flower painted by Zhao Yan for the first time, he was shocked. There was a trace of obsessiveness in his eyes. He even wanted to touch it with his hands, but he didn’t wait for him to move. His face turned pale, and he unconsciously stepped back two steps and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Zhao Yan's eyesight was quick and he quickly helped Saurang in, otherwise he fell at his age and didn't know he would. What are the consequences of falling.

"This flower..." Zhuo Langzhong took a violent breath, and stopped looking at the flower that made him so obsessed at first glance. He tilted his head, avoiding the chaotic flower, and looked at Zhao Yan, who was holding him. Fingers clasped Zhao Yan's arm tightly: "How can this flower be so evil?"

Bai Chen and Zhao Yan, who thought that Chaos Flower was so beautiful, looked at each other, and both saw their confusion in each other's eyes.

Bai Chen looked down at the emergency. Zhao Yan stuffed the wedding gown in his arms and looked at the chaotic flower drawn by Zhao Yan. The more he looked at it, the more he loved it. He didn't feel that Biqing and Zhuo Langzhong said at all. Evil spirits.

But if one person said this, it might be an illusion. Now that two people say this, then it must be that the Chaos Flower is really evil.

Bai Chen didn't want to admit it. In his mind, he inexplicably thought that this flower is the best-looking flower in the world, and the derogatory term evil should not be used on it.

Bai Chen was a little unhappy inexplicably, looking at Zhao Yan expectantly with big eyes, hoping to get Zhao Yan's approval.

Zhao Yan did not disappoint Bai Chen.

"I think it looks pretty tight, I like it very much."

When Bai Chen heard the words, his heart jumped for joy.

It seemed that he was recognized.

He sat with his brows and eyes curled up holding the wedding gown drawn with chaotic flowers with flower juice, and his little head looked up at Zhao Yan with bright eyes, as if he was looking at his whole world.

Even if it is denied by everyone, as long as Zhao Yan supports him and recognizes him, then he can be extremely satisfied.

"My son, Bi Qing feels the same way." Bi Qing stood up and said.

Although this flower is beautiful, it is very evil. For important matters such as getting married, everything must be cautious. Even if it is just a small thing that cannot be noticed, it must not be allowed to make a little mistake. It is unlucky, not to mention something as important as a wedding dress.

Biqing felt that she and Zhuo Langzhong felt that this flower was very evil. It was definitely not their personal problem. Maybe it was a problem with this flower. Although the two masters liked it very much, she should still remind her, even if she was caught by the time. The host is not happy, this is what she should do.

And in these days together, Biqing also knew that her new owner was not an angry and unreasonable character, so she would have the courage to say what she was saying.

"What kind of flower is this?" Zhuo Langzhong still had a bad expression.

Compared with Biqing's various concerns, Zhuo Langzhong dare to say anything. As the elder of the two, he is obliged to remind them.

As soon as he heard that he wanted to change, Bai Chen looked at Zhao Yan aggrievedly.

He strongly wanted to embroider this chaotic flower on the wedding gown.

Although Zhao Yan thought that Chaos Flower was very good-looking and suitable, he thought that Biqing and Zhuolang had seen this flower's strong performance, and he also knew that there might be something wrong with this flower, but he and Bai Chen couldn't detect it.

And if there is a problem, it will be inconvenient to show up at their wedding.

He walked up to Bai Chen's body, rubbed his head on Bai Chen's head looking up to see him, then lowered his head and said in Bai Chen's ear: "Baby, it is the best-looking flower in this world, and it is also the most suitable one. Baby's flower, don't worry, it won't be changed."

Upon hearing this, Bai Chen became happy and sweet again.

Zhao Yan soothed Bai Chen and raised his head to Zhuo Lang, "No need to change."

Zhuo Lang frowned, Biqing worried.

Zhao Yan continued: "I'll change it a little bit, and you will see it later."

Bai Chen was puzzled and unhappy at the same time.

Change.

Will it be Chaos Flower if it is changed?

Bai Chen was inexplicably concerned, as if he was questioned by Zhao Yan.

He lowered his head in a depressed mood, and clasped his hands tightly on the wedding gown.

Zhao Yan squatted down, kissed Bai Chen's ear, and whispered softly, "Baby believe me."

Bai Chen pouted aggrievedly, and finally silently let go of his tight wedding dress.

Zhao Yan took the wedding gown in his hand, sliding his palm across the folds that Bai Chen grabbed, and finally placed it on the black flower heart of Chaos Flower.

He spread the wedding gown flat on the table, and took a clean brush and dotted it on the golden flower juice.

The pen fell, but after a while, the black flower center was rendered into gold, and even the red slender petals that almost dripped blood seemed to glow with golden light all over the body.

The evil spirit that made people feel oppressive suddenly disappeared, and even the glamour that was first seen was gone, and the whole flower revealed a pure and holy breath.

Seeing this, Bai Chen, who was still a little wronged, gradually raised the corners of his mouth. He liked this chaotic flower after being slightly modified, as if, as if...

Bai Chen looked up at Zhao Yan.

My eyes are full of infatuation and dependence.

This is what he gave me.

...

Bai Chen frowned, his forehead twitched slightly, and his spirit became active in an instant, as if there was something to run out of.

At that moment, he seemed to see that charming and pure chaotic flower with a black and evil heart in the boundless darkness.

Bai Chen groaned in pain and fell backward.

...

Zhao Yan strangely knew what was wrong with the Chaos Flower. He dyed the Chaos Flower golden along with the feeling in his heart, and subconsciously painted the golden color much lighter.

Sure enough, there was no peculiar reaction between Biqing and Zhuo Lang this time, only that this chaotic flower was peculiarly beautiful and tight.

It's just that without waiting for Zhao Yan to see the most important Bai Chen's reaction, Bai Chen suddenly fainted.

Zhao Yan hurriedly caught Bai Chen, his heart beating fiercely.

Biqing and Zhuo Langzhong also recovered from the improved Chaos Flower.

Zhuo Langzhong hurriedly stepped forward to get Bai Chen's pulse, but it was strange that no matter how he got the pulse or checked, he couldn't find anything wrong with Bai Chen's body, as if Bai Chen just fell asleep.

But only then they clearly heard Bai Chen's painful groan.

Zhuo Langzhong was worried but helpless, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Biqing, who couldn't help at all, was even more anxious and worried.

Suddenly Zhuo Lang felt that Zhao Yan had become a little different.

Zhao Yan, who was worried, anxious and even irritable, seemed to have calmed down. Those black eyes made Zhuo Langzhong and Biqing have an urge to kneel down and worship at the moment they looked up, but the next moment, the expressions of the two It became a trance.

When they recovered, Zhao Yan had already returned to the room holding Bai Chen and closed the door tightly.

And just now, Zhuo Langzhong and Biqing, who were still worried and anxious, would calm down as if nothing happened, as if Bai Chen just fell asleep tired.

...

When Bai Chen woke up, it was already dark. He opened his eyes blindly, and habitually stretched out his arms and fumbled around on the bed. No matter what he touched, his hand was wide and gentle. Wrapped in the palm of his hand.

Bai Chen immediately held the hand with both hands, then moved to his cheek and rubbed contentedly, making a very soft hum.