deadly mantra

Chapter 363 Who is your patron saint?

Ji Fanyin poked Shui Qingchen's chest and tasted:
"That's weird! Wasn't the person you originally identified as Bao Simu?"

Shui Qingchen is ashamed:
"It's not... her."

Ji Fanyin immediately became energetic, turned around, squinted his eyes, and stared at Shui Qingchen:

"We have an appointment tonight, under the wisteria trellis. Did you keep it?"

Shui Qingchen held his forehead in frustration.

What's her expression?

Like catching/raping.

Shui Qingchen glanced at her angrily:
"You believe what Brother Feng tells you."

Ji Fanyin blinked with big eyes:
"Hey~?"

Shui Qingchen smiled slightly and said softly:

"Brother Feng is teasing you."

Ji Fanyin asked:
"What if it's true?"

Shui Qingchen blinked her eyelashes, raised her head, stared at the moon, and whispered:
"Whether it's true or not, it has nothing to do with me. You're right about one thing."

"Which sentence?" Ji Fanyin followed his line of sight and looked at the starry sky.

Shui Qingchen's eyes were gentle and he smiled lightly:

"Remember? You said that there was a mysterious man who would give you a lot of things every year. You also said that he was your patron saint."

Ji Fanyin racked her brains and thought for a long time. Suddenly, she remembered:

"Rare treasures, clothes, all kinds of strange and novel things, and many exquisite jewelry. My mother said that my patron saint always knows my preferences and gives me everything I like.

The most amazing thing is that from the time I was one month old until I was nine years old, these gifts never stopped.The clothes that are delivered every year are miraculously made in my size. "

A meaningful smile appeared on Shui Qingchen's lips:
"So, in a certain sense, your patron saint has indeed taken care of you for 14 years."

He indeed regarded her as his little queen and raised her for 14 years.

However, those things were all taken over by Huo Liuying due to some strange combination of circumstances.

Shui Qingchen secretly added in his heart.

Ji Fanyin yawned, sleepiness came over her, she half-closed her eyes and whispered:

"Wrong, it was nine years... not 14 years. After that, I was kicked out."

Shui Qingchen kissed her hair with pity and said softly:
"Perhaps, he doesn't know you left.

Or maybe, in the next five years, those gifts will still be sent to the Demon Palace.

Or maybe...

I am your patron saint. "

Ji Fanyin's back was close to Shui Qingchen's warm chest, and his deep, serious voice sounded above her head.

Although his voice was as winter as a lullaby, Ji Fanyin still laughed loudly without giving up:

"Puch...hahahaha, how is that possible?"

Shui Qingchen frowned slightly, looked at her quietly with his black eyes, and asked:

"Why not?"

Ji Fanyin turned sideways, hugged Shui Qingchen's waist, closed his eyes, and said with a smile:
"Chenchen, although I know that this is a very regrettable thing, of course, I also hope that you are my patron saint, and I also hope that we know each other from the beginning, but that is impossible. In this regard, you I know everything, don’t I?”

After a big yawn, Ji Fanyin said smoothly:

"If you were my patron saint, I would chop off your head and use it as a stepping stone for you."

Shui Qingchen pursed her thin lips slightly, with a dangerous light flashing in her eyes, and said leisurely:

"In the seven countries and eight capitals, in the whole world, except for your devil father, no one is qualified to be on the same level as me.

Therefore, I don’t need you to be a stepping stone. I am very satisfied with my current height. "

Ji Fanyin raised her eyebrows in surprise and opened her eyes anxiously.

She never expected that her family Chenchen would care so much about the patron saint.After thinking about it, Ji Fanyin hugged Shui Qingchen's face, kissed him on the corner of the mouth, and said in a soft voice like coaxing a child:
"Good Chenchen, from now on, I will only recognize you as my patron saint, okay?"

Shui Qingchen held her chin and was very dissatisfied with her perfunctory attitude:
"What if I really am your patron saint?"

Ji Fanyin made a "puff" sound, couldn't hold it back and smiled:

"If you really give me nine years..."

Shui Qingchen corrected her:

"14."

Ji Fanyin couldn't help laughing and said:

"Okay, 14 years, Chenchen said 14 years, it is 14 years.

If Chenchen, you are really the mysterious person who gave me a gift for 14 years, then~ From now on, Chenchen, if you point to the east, I will never point to the west.

In this life, I will listen to you.

If you regret it, I will accept any punishment you can think of, Chenchen, and carry it out to the end!Never regret it! "

Shui Qingchen smiled and said nothing, his expression calm.

Should you accept it and implement it to the end...

Shui Qingchen raised his hand, rubbed her hair, and said meaningfully:
"Very well. Go to sleep."

"Hmm... um." Sleep came over her, and Ji Fanyin followed the warmth and nuzzled into Shui Qingchen's arms full of nostalgia.

After she fell asleep, Shui Qingchen sat in the yard for a while, stroking her hair to dry it, then picked up Ji Fanyin and walked into the house.

After turning off the lights and lying on the bed, Ji Fanyin muttered vaguely in his sleep, turned over, and lay on Shui Qingchen's chest.

"Xiaoyin?" Shui Qingchen called out softly.

no respond.

Shui Qingchen closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

At this time, a small hand reached into his clothes in an extremely irregular manner.

"Xiaoyin!" Shui Qingchen warned in a low voice.

The little hand stopped moving.

Shui Qingchen took a long breath and closed his eyes again.

After a moment, his eyebrows twitched slightly. He opened his eyes, lowered his head, and glanced at the dishonest little guy:
"Xiaoyin..."

The little hand stopped moving again.

The corners of Shui Qingchen's lips moved slightly, a little speechless.

After a while.

The little hands became more aggressive and penetrated his underwear.

The muscles in Shui Qingchen's abdomen tightened violently, and a dangerous fire was burning in his eyes.

He reached out, grabbed the small hand that was slowly moving down, and then turned over, placing his arms on both sides of her head, pressing her under him.

Under the moonlight, her little red face was filled with joy, but her eyes were closed. She didn't know what she was dreaming about, but she let out an indistinct chuckle.

"..." I was speechless for a while.

Shui Qingchen smiled bitterly, lay back on the bed, turned his back towards her, his eyes were deep and dropped to the ground, trying to extinguish the fire stirred up in his body by thinking about national affairs——

Now, Jiang Yuan's power is at its peak in the court.

Jiang Yuan's cronies not only formed a mercenary team in Fofu City to support Jiang Yuan, but also used violence to bully the weak and wantonly killed innocent people.

On the other hand, Jiang Yuan's daughter, Empress Jiang of the Buddhist Holy Kingdom, spared no effort to support Sheng Wenlin at such a sensitive juncture, even going so far as to become an enemy of her father Jiang Yuan and vowing to protect her husband and her husband. king.

This was beyond his expectation.

The flame in Shui Qingchen's chest gradually extinguished.

He closed his eyes, and just before his consciousness was about to disappear, his body suddenly stiffened, and he opened his eyes wide in the darkness with astonishment.

(End of this chapter)