Monkey King

Chapter 346 The Disappearing "Spirit"
Two people in white underwear sat in front of the dressing table.

Wukong combed her long hair quietly.

The long hair that hangs down is as soft as the cloud silk woven by the weaver girl, flowing down, and the wooden comb in the hand can easily fall from the long hair, combing the not much messy long hair neatly.

The woman is sitting upright, and the husband is gently combing his hair. The most gentle thing in the world is nothing more than this!

At least, for them at this time, this is the gentlest and happiest thing.

"Ling'er, I love you..."

The long hair had already been combed softly, Wukong put his hands around her shoulders from behind, and whispered softly.

"Brother Wukong, give me your hand." Ling'er slowly opened her eyes, looking at Wukong reflected from behind the mirror.

Wukong didn't speak, and came to Linger from behind her, and handed her his hand.

One big and one small, hands touching tightly, fingers slowly separated, the hands of the two people staggered little by little, overlapped, and finally their fingers interlocked and clenched together.

Ling'er slowly closed her eyes.

Streaks of golden light radiated from between the tightly clasped fingers, bright but not dazzling, fully reflected in the eyes, Wukong looked at this scene in surprise.

"This is?" Wukong asked suspiciously.

Not much spiritual power, but very special fluctuations, very strange feeling.

A few seconds later, Ling'er opened her eyes, and slowly moved her hands away. When she saw the word "Ling" engraved on Wukong's hand, a smile appeared on her peaceful face.

But immediately, before Ling'er could explain the meaning, the golden word "Ling" in the palm disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally flickered twice, completely disintegrating.

Ling'er's complexion changed and became a little pale.

"What's wrong?" Wukong withdrew his hand, but saw nothing.

"Nothing, nothing." Ling'er hurriedly turned her face away.

It was just a trace of paleness on that pretty face, but it was clearly visible.

"Silly girl, scan the other party's thoughts at the moment." Wukong had no choice but to ask silly girl to help.

If Ling'er suddenly felt sad for no reason, it was impossible, and it was obviously related to what he had just done.

A golden light flashed, and he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, but nothing happened. It was obvious that something went wrong because nothing happened.

"Brother Wukong doesn't love me, what should I do, he's lying to me... Only those who truly love each other will engrave the word 'spirit', but there is no one on his hand..."

"..." Well, the young girl's thoughts are indeed incomprehensible to ordinary people.

If every woman in the world can use it to verify, then there are probably not many men in the world who can live.

However, Ling'er clearly saw words appear on his hand and then disappeared. What's going on?

Wukong thought about it in his mind, but soon, he understood.

With a wry smile, if it wasn't for the silly girl, wouldn't she be killed unjustly this time?
If Wukong guessed correctly, it must be because of his own lightning disaster, even his own energy cannot exist, let alone Linger's spiritual power.

Although the basis for her casting this spell is really strange and incomprehensible, it still requires spiritual power in the final analysis, so even if he really loves her, it is impossible to show it.

It's good enough to last for a while.

It is estimated that he is not very firm in his heart, otherwise he would not have held on for even a moment.

Love obviously has depths, and there is no true love that can be established in a short time.

Wukong and Linger have seen each other for less than a week. In such a short period of time, before they got married, Linger herself didn't realize what her relationship was like, was it family affection or love?

She who has never experienced it, how could she understand, but after last night, her feelings, no doubt, no matter what it was before, it has turned into love at this moment.

As for Wukong, it is love, but the love is not as deep as Linger, and the time is too short. It is already precious to be able to achieve this level.

After understanding the matter, Wukong was a little speechless about the stubbornness in the girl's heart, and was also depressed by his own casual sentence, which almost ruined the newly established happiness.

If she didn't mention it, didn't say the phrase I love you, she wouldn't want to set up this special experiment.

As long as what I said is true, this spell is not a problem at all.

Probably, what hurt the most was not that I didn't love her, but because he lied to her. No one can bear a person who is full of lies, especially the sentence, I love you.

If it were Wukong, he probably wouldn't be able to accept such a woman!

Comparing his heart to his heart, Wukong understood Linger, "Linger, look."

Wukong held Cheng Fist's right hand and stretched it out in front of Linger.

Although Ling'er was sad, she didn't want him to know, so she suppressed the pain in her heart and looked at Wukong's right hand.

There, on the open palm, there was a piece of golden light, and the big character "Spirit" was clearly engraved in the center of the palm, shining with a faint light.

"Ah...! Yes!" Covering her mouth in disbelief, Ling'er widened her eyes in surprise, and grabbed Wukong's hand.

Looking at the words on it, it was clear that there was nothing before, but now it appeared again.

He didn't lie, he really loved her!
On the small face, there was a happy smile, and the sad frown stretched out in an instant, and there was a pleasantly surprised smile between the corners of the brows.

"Ling'er, you've been fooled, haha!" Wukong pointed at Ling'er's forehead in a joking tone.

He also didn't want to say what she suspected, and pretended to hide the traces of his hands on purpose just now, and now he was teasing her with a smile all over his face.

"Brother Wukong, you are necrotic! Play tricks on Linger!" After knocking off Wukong's hand, Linger stared at him with big watery eyes.

"Haha, who told Linger to test me."

"Obviously you said it first, I was the one..." Ling'er pursed her lips, dissatisfied.

Haw!

"Ah...! Brother Wukong, you are necrotic!" Ling'er covered her mouth, blushing in shame.

I pouted myself, but I didn't ask him to kiss, how bad!
"Haha, Ling'er is so cute! I want to kiss you two more times!" Wukong stretched out his hand and said mischievously.

"Don't, don't!" Ling'er stood up and hid out.

With such an interruption, Ling'er finally forgot what happened just now.

I love you again, thank you, silly girl, it's nice to have you...

(End of this chapter)