My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 318 Confirmation
The morning sun floats in from the window, casting mottled light and shadows in various shapes and forms, imprinting the room with charm.

Yun Chi Song lay loosely on the bed to observe, and found it very interesting.

"How long has it been since you had one?" She asked suddenly after looking at the broken light for a while.

Thinking of that "newcomer", Xuan Sang inexplicably felt somewhat annoyed, and said with some resentment in his tone: "Shen Jun might as well think about how long he hasn't come to my place, and how long he hasn't kept me in Xingyue Palace."

Yun Chi was so worn out by him that he lost his mind, and it took him a long time to recover his voice. His expression was blurred and dazed, and he seemed a little sluggish, "How long?"

She really doesn't remember.

Dazed by her natural naivety, Xuan Sang couldn't help but kiss the corner of her eyes, "As long as the god has been asleep...it's not the god, Xuan Sang will not be like this."

"More than 4 years?" Yun Chi asked tentatively.

Xuan Sang gave a heavy "hmm".

"There's a backlog of more than 4 years, no wonder!" Yun Chi seemed to understand the puzzle clearly, "I don't know the severity, I don't know the dignity, I almost don't recognize you."

In fact, I don't believe it at all.

Xuan Sang paused when he heard this, and looked at her with some anxiety, thinking she was blaming him for being rude.

Sensing his tense body for a moment, Yun Chi knew that he was tense, so he clung to his ear and whispered softly: "Fool, what do you want those vain manners for? , I like you out of proportion like a runaway wild horse, I like it very much, you are no longer the little servant of Xingyue Palace, you don't have to be respectful to me, just like last night."

"Shenjun!" Xuan Sang hugged him emotionally, tighter and tighter.

This is his bright moon, his hope and light. Kneeling at her feet still doesn't feel solemn enough, and calling her name feels contemptuous. Only when you hold her in your heart and look up at her, can you feel real.

……

Yunchi rejected Xuansang's request to send her back to Xingyue Palace.

After sleeping for more than four months, although the body has recovered a lot, it is still far from full recovery. Letting him send it off at this time will inevitably be another nonsense.

Now she just wants to sleep well.

However, someone refused to let her sleep peacefully.

The "stone statue" who had been stuck in front of the bed for a whole night was still motionless when she came back, Yun Chi went straight past him and fell on the bed, his good mood was gone, and before he closed his eyes, he coldly ordered: "Get out!"

Feng didn't move, his eyes were fixed on the pajamas that were completely different from the pajamas she wore when she left last night.

The wide light blue color is loosely worn on the body, and the length that is too unsuitable is obviously not her size, and the corners of the eyes are garishly red with fatigue, and the drunkenness that cannot be concealed even when the eyes are closed.

He had imagined countless times that if he had never been separated, on the night when the stars were matchmakers, when the morning light fell on his face the next day, what a charming expression his little Chi would show.

Now that he saw it, his heart felt like a knife.

No!

This person is not his little Chi.

His little Chi would not treat him like this, would not gouge his heart like this, let alone forget him.

Breath, appearance, behavior, everything is not his Xiaochi.

Not even if all the evidence points to her.

It won't be his little Chi!
His Xiao Chi was a reckless and ignorant little red carp who grew up in Bi Luohai, not the one who was high above him and had a heartless heart.

Reason tells Feng to turn around immediately.

It doesn't matter whether you run away in a hurry, or you don't care if you don't see it.

His legs seemed to be rooted, and there was a voice in his heart clamoring wildly, urging him to take a step forward to make the final confirmation.

If it is confirmed, you can ask her why in a fair manner, you can vent the unwillingness and resentment buried in your heart for more than 4 years without any scruples, and you can embrace her again and possess her.

Just lock her up, keep her by his side, let her belong to him only...forever!
Obsession together is like wildfire starting a prairie fire, and every time she walks towards the woman who takes a long breath and sheds her sharpness and arrogance.

Leaned closer.

The tip of the nose and the lips are very close together, breathing intertwined with each other, but not completely attached.

Only a small piece of residual horn remained, and the dimly radiant shark beads were slowly spit out, and floated towards the bright red lips of the person on the bed, and swam from between her teeth into the chest cavity.

All the way is unimpeded, just like a wanderer returning home.

The shark bead glowed faintly on her chest, dormantly dormant in the body, pressing her tightly, leading her into a more distant dream.

is her!

Every time the breathing stagnates, the heartbeat is slow and almost stops, and the frenzy of longing can no longer be contained on the lips that are close at hand.

Hatred is buried in my heart, resentment is surging in my heart, but my movements are delicate and cherished.

Just as cautious as before, afraid of breaking the treasure in my heart.

Yunchi was already asleep, but not very soundly.

When the cold softness covered her lips, she knew that someone was kissing her, but her foggy and heavy mind couldn't tell who this breath belonged to.

Relying on the bodily reaction that does not reject him, he vaguely remembers that she seems to be with Xuan Sang.

"Stop making trouble with Xuansang, let me sleep for a while."

The person on the lips paused, and then bit her soft and fragile lower lip hard.

I want her to wake up in pain.

Wake up and find out who he is.

It looks fierce and cruel, but in reality, it only bites a little bit of skin, and you don't even taste the blood, and you can't see it unless you look carefully.

Facing her, the tenderness was engraved into the bone marrow, and the bone-eating worms gnawed at the flesh and blood. He was numb from the pain and hurt his heart, but he was reluctant to hurt her at all.

"Xiao Chi, why?"

A choked and suppressed whisper condensed the grievances and soul-piercing sorrows that could not be found for tens of thousands of years, and a drop of tears fell on Yunchi's face like an accusation.

She finally noticed something strange, opened her eyes and looked blankly at the merman above her head who was pouring pearls on her face.

"Shark..."

The big eyes that were foggy due to the invasion of drowsiness, except puzzlement and confusion, as well as the waking up breath interrupted by drowsiness, there is no other emotion.

At this moment, Feng was finally convinced.

She forgot about him, completely, without a trace left.

Yun Chi looked at him and didn't push him away.

The words of reprimand were stuck in his teeth, and he swallowed them back into his stomach little by little.

Shaman Furui Wubo's eyes were stained blood red, his expression was sad and complicated, and he let tears flow into his eyes and formed a thread, which was exactly the same as when the demon god watched his beloved disappear in his arms, sad to the point of despair, with no interest in life , so distressing.

Thinking of the demon god, Yun Chi's hard heart softened, and the ghost said: "You really don't want to, I let you go, and let you reunite with the one you love."

Feng still kept silent, holding back and continuing to pour pearls.

"My God keeps his word and will never break his word." Yun Chi's drowsiness subsided completely after being hit on his cheek.

She raised her hand to catch the string of pearls, her tone was a little indulgent like a sigh.

"Don't cry, you will be punished by heaven for smashing the face of a god, and you will be punished by the thunder whip, the thunder whip of the gods, and you, a weak little mermaid, will die with one whip... Keep crying until you leave the gods!" When you are in the world, you have to find a few boxes to hold your beads, which is not only troublesome, but also embarrassing..."

Eloquently persuaded her for a while, but Yuren seemed to have lost his hearing, and ignored her words, crying more and more fiercely, threatening to burst the embankment.

The hands holding the pearls are full and full, under the bed, the pillow brocade quilt, everywhere is stuffed with white or blue pearls.

The pearls piled up into a mountain, buried half of Yunchi's body.

It is said that women are made of water, why men are hypocritical and more turbulent than women, Yun Chi thought to himself, but he can't be persuaded, so he just bored himself and observed the frequency and regularity of sharks dropping white and blue pearls.

"Why is there only one blue among the eight or nine white ones? I like blue, can you control it so that there is only one white among the eight or nine blue ones, or don't want the white ones, and replace them all with blue ones?"

When Yun Chi seriously made this request, Wang, who was originally full of emotions, was like a ball that had been poked with a hole, and the anger that supported the continuation of sadness was instantly vented.

I couldn't cry anymore.

(End of this chapter)