deadly mantra

Chapter 998 There are so many different ways to cry!

Ji Fanyin was in a state of elation.

She couldn't tell what kind of experience it was.

I just feel like my body is wrapped in warm, soft white clouds.

My limbs felt numb, and my heart seemed to be filled to the brim.

"Shui Qingchen..."

"Ok?"

"Yan Xiu..."

"Ah."

Ji Fanyin looked at him infatuatedly, looking up to her own god:
"You are indeed terrible."

Shui Qingchen's eyes flickered slightly and he looked at her suspiciously.

He said a whole lot of things, only to get a scary word from her?
Ji Fanyin's eyes slowly turned red.

My heart felt hot.

The love in her eyes was undisguised.

A soft voice with a hint of hoarseness:

"Chenchen, I'm scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Before I came in, I was afraid that you would be angry. Now, I am afraid that I will not do well enough. I...I don't mean what I say, I don't mean what I say. Sometimes I can't even tell myself which words are true. Yes, what words were said for fun. Chenchen, I grew up stumbling like that. Even now, I don’t actually feel that I’m wrong. That’s how I am. I can’t help it. I’m not afraid of the devil. Father, I'm not afraid of Brother Jiu, I'm not afraid of Leng Hongru, I'm not even afraid of death, but Chenchen, you make me feel scared, I'm so scared, I'm scared to death... I'm afraid that I can't satisfy you, I'm afraid that you won't Pay attention to me, no, you actually don’t have to do anything at all. Just look at me and my knees will feel weak, eh..."

Shui Qingchen's expression darkened, and he suddenly pushed her into his arms and kissed her lips fiercely.

An extremely aggressive kiss startled Ji Fanyin.

She raised her head slightly and passively endured it, feeling a numb current spread from her lips to her limbs.

"Dust dust..."

Shui Qingchen's fingertips trembled, as if he had come to his senses, and just as he was about to push away, Ji Fanyin noticed his movement, opened her arms around his neck, and kissed him regardless.The tight string in his heart suddenly broke. With a chuckle on his lips, Shui Qingchen gave up the idea of ​​restraint.

Kissed him again.

It's just that this time it's much more gentle and affectionate.

For a long time.

When Ji Fanyin came out of the room again, her face was as red as a ripe apple.

Hemeng stared at Ji Fanyin's red eyes for a long time, feeling extremely distressed:
"Boss, alas! It's hard for you!"

"Huh? Difficult...who?"

Ji Fanyin's voice was still a little hoarse.

This further confirmed He Meng’s suspicion.

She raised her hand and patted Ji Fanyin's arm with a heavy heart:

"Boss, it's okay. There's no shame in crying. As long as we can achieve our goal, the process doesn't matter. Just like when I raise Gu, the process is a bit too miserable to watch directly, but the final results are still good."

Ji Fanyin slapped her claws away in disgust:
"Which eye of yours saw me cry?!"

He Meng muttered in a low voice: "If you cry, just cry. There's nothing you can't admit. Many people have been made to cry by Lord Yama. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

Ji Fanyin's mouth twitched.

How should she tell Hemeng that it was indeed not shameful to be made cry by the Emperor of Hell?

but!
There are so many different ways to cry!
Ji Fanyin cleared her throat and asked, "Ahem! Where is Cang Lie?"

He Meng replied: "Cang Lie, a very beautiful young master has come to the palace. I heard Cang Lie call him Mr. Miao."

Miao Xingyu?
Ji Fanyin raised her eyebrows: "What is he here for?"

He Meng replied: "He brought a box with many rare treasures in it. Oh, by the way, he also sent a box with tokens, saying that you left it behind, boss."

(End of this chapter)