deadly mantra

Chapter 114 We are destined to be married
In the distance, fireworks bloomed brilliantly, lighting up most of Qixia City.

The night wind blew, sending chills down people's backs.

But the gaze from the near side made Ji Fanyin's cheeks slowly get hotter and hotter.

The atmosphere became ambiguous.

Shui Qingchen looked at her condescendingly, with a faint smile hidden deep in his eyes.

She stood at arm's length, her small body shrunk slightly because of her guilty conscience, and the back of her slender neck revealed an alluring whiteness.

It had been noisy all day, and now it was finally quiet.

They were the only two people left on the dark street.

Shui Qingchen enjoyed the tranquility and admired her little expression.

Ji Fanyin could hardly bear it any longer.

Silence makes time more grinding.

She took a deep breath and bravely raised her head. Before she could say anything, she suddenly met his smiling eyes. She froze and asked dully:
"You...you're not angry?"

There was a vivid heroic spirit between Shui Qingchen's brows. He knew what she loved most, so he showed a soft smile:

"Now is not the time to be angry."

Ji Fanyin's stunning gaze couldn't be taken away from his face:

"How long does it take for you to be angry?"

Shui Qingchen answered with a smile:
"Anger is an unhealthy psychological emotion that will affect a person's normal thinking. Before I left Luti Mountain, no one or anything could make me feel angry. Now, I know how to be angry, but I don't dare to show it. For fear of leaving a bad impression on someone again.”

His jade-like thin lips pursed slightly, smiling, looking at her deeply.

He didn't say "someone's" name, but his eyes said it all.

Ji Fanyin felt her heart tighten, her eyes fluctuated, her cheeks were stained with blush, and her heart was beating fast.

"That……"

When he opened his mouth, he heard his nervous and trembling final voice.

She coughed unnaturally and calmed down:
"Then, what do you mean when you say it's not the time yet? In the future... when the time comes, will you still be angry?"

Ever since he confirmed his feelings during the day, Shui Qingchen's dark eyes had never moved away from her body.

He looked at her reddish cheeks and replied:

"I just realized that my previous generosity was just because the matter was none of my business. Xiaoyin."

"Huh?" Ji Fanyin raised her head and looked at him nervously.

"Do you still remember that at the Lotus Festival, when you were riding the Tianlian Lantern, you said that I would be your destiny, and you would persist for many, many, many years, like me, and continue to like me."

Today, Shui Qingchen was thinking very outside the box. Fortunately, Ji Fanyin was born with a good memory, so she quickly picked up what he said:
"I remember that this was what I said."

At that time, she also said——

I want to like you.

I want you to be the one I have to have.

Just as she was thinking about it, Shui Qingchen suddenly stepped forward, and she smelled the faint scent of lotus on his body again.In an instant, a face like snow jade appeared in her mind, followed by the familiar tearing pain, slicing open her heart.

That year, someone told her.

The moonstone is very spiritual and can awaken the tender passion of your sweetheart.

She believed it, tried her best to find the best piece, polished it with her own hands, and carved it with her own hands.

It's a pity that she is not only a beginner with spring heart, but also a beginner in carving.

For a long time, everyone's stomachs accompanied her hands, struggling in pain and despair.

The cook, a diligent and thrifty person, made use of all the radishes she had carved.

Stir-fried shredded radish, stir-fried dried radish, simmered radish in chicken soup, and stir-fried dried radish.

Before her hand was almost torn to pieces by the carving knife, she finally carved a decent-looking white lotus out of white radish.

Everyone's stomachs were saved, and she was also saved, thinking she saw hope.

She asked him outside, and with her scarred little hands, she carefully held out a lifelike lotus-shaped moonstone pendant.

He took it and tied it on his folding fan. He looked at her hand, cherished the words like gold, and said coldly——

Your hands are not for pleasing anyone.

You are no one, you are my sweetheart.

she answered.

Later, she knew that the moonstone could not bring her love as beautiful as moonlight.

"Xiaoyin."

Shui Qingchen's gentle gaze, as dazzling as the sun, brought her thoughts back to her thoughts.

The next moment, his warm hands held her face and said word by word:
"Let me be...the one you have to have."

bang——

Another firework exploded.

In the silent night sky, brilliant fireworks bloomed.

"Xiaoyin..." The low voice carried a deadly bewitching flavor.He leaned down and placed a kiss like a dragonfly on her forehead.

Before going down the mountain, Shui Qingchen boasted that he was a gentleman.When he saw Bao Simu, he also maintained an appropriate distance, never exceeding half a step.

For this reason, the ghost slave once teased him that one day, even if he met the person in his heart, he would definitely keep his distance and be like a fasting Liu Xiahui, without moving his body or mind.

But the night he met her, the two fell asleep hugging each other.

Afterwards, hold hands, hug, sit on your lap.

He has never said that men and women cannot be taught and received.

Now, he understands his own heart and knows that she is the person who has been in his heart for many years. He has forgotten everything about the ascetic and Liu Xiahui.

He wanted to hold such a little person, keep him warm, caress and love him all the time.

For the first time in 18 years, Shui Qingchen knew that he could not help himself. It was as violent as a violent storm and he couldn't help it.

Just one kiss made his heart tremble, and an unprecedented sense of satisfaction filled his chest.

Shui Qingchen stood up slowly and looked at her intently with deep eyes.

Ji Fanyin was dumbfounded and froze, raising her head slightly and looking at him with dull eyes and shock.

In her heart, in her eyes, and even in her world, at this moment, she could only see the person in front of her.

I can no longer feel the pain in my heart where the knife cut me.

"Shui Qingchen...you, just now, did you kiss just now..."

Before she finished speaking, Shui Qingchen's soft lips pressed down again, this time, falling on her forehead.

"What did you say...is this?" The corners of his lips slowly raised, with a deep smile on his face.

Ji Fanyin was stunned, and the next moment, she smiled stupidly.

Smiling and smiling, he frowned in distress.

Then, another sudden realization dawned on her.

Is it possible...

He had been flirting with her all day today.

He said he would not ride in two different boats.

Then he...

Then him! ?
A thought passed through my heart.

Ji Fanyin opened her eyes in disbelief, and her heart was beating faster and faster.

"Shui Qingchen!" This voice was full of urgency.

"Ok?"

Ji Fanyin looked up at him expectantly:
"This time, you provoked me first."

"I know."

Ji Fanyin quickly said:

"Even if it's Bao Simu, I won't give in."

The smile on Shui Qingchen's lips deepened:
"I can't ask for it."

Ji Fanyin suddenly felt that her mouth was dry and she licked her lips.

Shui Qingchen's eyes darkened and became very dangerous.

Ji Fanyin didn't notice. Her eyes were full of struggle, as if she was thinking about something. After a long time, she said:
"But, you are still her fiancé..."

"That was a misunderstanding."

Ji Fanyin's smart head became very sluggish at this moment, and his whole person felt a little dizzy.

She thought for a long time about the misunderstanding.

But I can't think of a result.

All she could think about was this.

He kissed her, kissed her...

Shui Qingchen, it was Shui Qingchen who took the initiative to kiss her.

Ji Fanyin was so excited that she wanted to jump up, but she tried her best to hold it down and asked:

"How dare you be sure that you can be the person I must have."

Shui Qingchen stared at her with burning eyes and said in a firm and domineering tone:
"You are missing me in your life, you have to be me."

As he spoke, he held her hand and clasped their fingers together.

"You are in my life, I have to be you."

"So, even if you go the wrong way and meet the wrong person at the beginning, there is no need to panic."

"We'll always meet."

"Because we are destined to be married."

　Today’s portion of sugar!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)