My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 317

Feng turned around dejectedly and defeated, his mind was in a mess, unable to figure out the clues, and in the end he went to Yun Chi himself to ask for an idea.

"The shark."

The demon god stopped him, and said to his back: "Even though it is bitter and heartbreaking, at least that person is still alive and can see her, see her smile, see her frown, it is not a kind of luck."

"Lucky……"

Feng murmured every word in a low voice, mocking himself silently, but the corners of his mouth were so stiff that he couldn't pull out a wry smile.

Looking at the merman who left sadly and sadly, the demon god felt a little regretful.

——Regret to send him to Jiuyou Mountain.

If the Merman had never been in contact with the God Realm, and had never met the Goddess of Xingyue, he would have kept searching, even if the day was doomed to disappointment, but when the sun rose again, he would start a new day with hope again.

It should be easier to be disappointed but not despaired than to lose all hope at this moment.

After drinking the sake in the cup, the demon god looked up at a certain place in the sky, as if he was looking at someone standing in the clouds.

"Yingfeng, am I being too cruel?"

But she really hopes that by Xingyue's side, she can be accompanied by such a person who truly loves her.

……

At the middle of the moon, every time I return to the Xingyue Palace.

Seeing him come back on time, Xiangxue who was guarding the gate breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shenjun has been waiting for you for half a night, go in quickly."

This is good, she doesn't need to go to the lower realm to arrest people, and the god can be happy.

Feng looked at Xiangxue blankly, "Shangshen can't change the original form of the real body, what about the true god, can you?"

"Ah?" Xiangxue was dumbfounded by his endless questioning, and it took her a while to recall how she answered the day when he asked him if gods could transform into other creatures at will, saying that immortals, humans, and demons , demons, ghosts, spirits, and gods cannot do it, except that the true god is not mentioned.

Without thinking too much, Xiangxue took it for granted, "The true god conceives all things, all living beings are the true god's thought, and the true god can naturally transform into any creature."

There was a faint "hmm" sound.

Under Xiangxue's puzzled gaze, she walked up the steps calmly and firmly.

Before stepping into the gate, I heard her whisper behind her, "Why do you feel that the sharks are acting weird today?"

Yun Chi was dressed in snow-white brocade pajamas, lying on the spacious semi-circular bed with his elbows propped on his side, drowsy, without any makeup or hairpins, and his slightly curly thick long hair was spread randomly.

Hearing the noise, she opened her eyes.

When the shark approached, he saw that his face was calm and did not show the expression of pain and hatred as if he was going to the execution ground, so he said in a cold tone: "It's pretty obedient."

Every standing in front of the bed.

He stared at her with dark and unclear eyes for a moment, did not move for a long time, and did not speak, standing himself like a weather-beaten stone statue.

The fundus of the eyes was dyed crimson little by little, buried with endless grievances.

Seeing this, Yun Chi's uneasy mood got worse.

His gaze and tone became colder and colder.

"Since you accept your fate, you will admit it to the end, and put on a forced and helpless humiliating attitude. My God is disgusted when I see it."

With that said, Yun Chi got up and went to bed.

Before coming here, Feng had a lot of words in her throat, and countless questions brewing in her heart, but when she faced it, she met her gaze, those words, no matter doubts, blame, resentment, or heartfelt, longing, and admiration, All in all, I couldn't say a single word.

Even calling "Xiao Chi" couldn't do it.

The figure who walked quickly across the side swept the breeze, and Feng stretched out his hand to grab Yunchi's wrist. He suppressed the complicated and unspeakable emotions in his heart, and restrained himself: "You seriously, don't you remember who I am?"

"Don't think that this god is reluctant to kill you." Enraged by him, Yun Chi shook his hand vigorously and walked away.

She felt restless for a while, and urgently needed to find a breakthrough to relieve her.

So I went to Sangming Shrine.

Xuan Sang, who was thinking hard about breaking the chess game, saw her barge in with a displeased face, before she could speak, she was already crushed on the ocher brown wooden floor.

With strong dissatisfaction, the completely venting kiss was pressed down heavily.

Rough gnawing.

No rules.

It was more like a harsh punishment than a kiss.

Like a hole in a balloon, full of depression and unhappiness are deflated in the not-so-gentle entanglement, and gradually taste some lingering tenderness.

Xuan Sang lay on his side on the ground with his left arm outstretched for Yun Chi to pillow on.

The aura of both of them was somewhat disordered after the lingering rhyme.

"Is Shenjun in a better mood?" Xuan Sang lowered his eyes, and his free right hand moved from the corner of the eye of the person in his arms to the corner of his slightly swollen lips.

There were two layers under him, a layer of Xuan Sang's coat, and a layer of two people's close-fitting pajamas, but after all, it was a wooden floor, and Yun Chi felt uncomfortable, so he pressed Xuan Sang into a lying down position, and climbed onto him.

Lie comfortably on the meat pad, and thought about it seriously before nodding reluctantly, "Yeah."

Xuan Sang: "Why is the god so angry?"

It was the first time in thousands of years that he came to him in the middle of the night wearing a pajamas with disheveled hair. It couldn't be because he suddenly wanted to in the middle of sleep, and he was so angry that he was furious.

"I don't want to mention it." When Yun Chi thought of Yuren's restrained and forbearing red eyes, the irritability that subsided instantly returned.

When irritable, I want to bite.

Hyun Sang's horrific lip and neck wounds were further injured.

Looking at his feat, Yun Chi feels a little bit sorry.

The slender fingers brushed over the scar, and the deep and shallow tooth marks faded and disappeared.

In fact, even if Yunchi didn't mention it, Xuan Sang could guess the reason for her uncharacteristic behavior, more or less, it had something to do with the new "God Servant" from Xingyue Palace.

Thinking of this, Xuan Sang felt a little sad.

Every time she changed a new love, she would not think of him for a long time, until the new love became an old friend, and she would not think of him until the next new love arrived.

As if grabbing the last tenderness and covering her lips, a low whisper escaped from her lips, "Shenjun, stay here."

"I'm not here."

"Well, yes."

With a quick turn over, only a crisp sound of "dong" was heard, holding Yunchi, the arm belonging to Xuan Sang hit the hard floor.

Listen to the movement, and designate to leave a group of bruises.

Yun Chi took the time to lift his lips away, "Don't you think the floor is too hard?"

"Xuan Sang is afraid that the god will not be able to wait." Xuan Sang pointed out.

As far as what Yun Chi is most obsessed with Xuan Sang, it must be his language talent that he showed at certain times.

"Wrong, like a cold floor, I don't like it."

"But look at Xuansang, just now the gods clearly like it very much." Xuansang looked at the black and white chess pieces scattered on the floor, deliberately showing some seriousness, but his extremely dishonest fingers betrayed him, "Look, I like it very much now."

Yun Chi grabbed his evil finger and wet hand, "Go to the couch."

"it is good."

Xuan Sang said yes, but it took him a long time to move over.

(End of this chapter)