My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 40 Miss You
Outside the jade building and water pavilion.

As soon as Cuifeng nodded and bowed to send Ye Shuanghong away, she saw a beautiful woman coming in a smoke boat with a very different hair, she didn't dare to delay, she quickly covered her fat belly to meet her.

She has an excellent physique, as strong as an ox, and after all, she is just an ordinary person. After being kicked by Liu Jia, she lost three souls and one soul.

"Oh, this is the arrival of the Hualien fairy." Trying to squeeze out a flattering smile, the flesh on his face was piled up into lumps, "Little Cuifeng, I have been waiting for the fairy for a long time. The attendant arranged by the third elder will arrive later .”

Yun Chi jumped off the smoke boat, and saw Cuifeng's lips were pale, trembling in every sentence, he must have been injured.

"Eat it." From the storage bag, he took out half a handful of wintersweet petals and handed it to Cuifeng.

"Ah?" Surprised by Yun Chi's inexplicable behavior, "Xianchang, this..."

Receiving the warning from Yunchi's eyes, Cuifeng swallowed, twisted a handful reluctantly, and put it into her mouth tentatively.

Huh?It was surprisingly crunchy and sweet.

No more hesitation, three times, five divisions and two swallowed half a handful.

"You go on your own, I don't need you to wait on me." Seeing Cuifeng's face improved, Yun Chi ordered.

"Also, there is no need for others to serve. The people sent by the third elder have been dismissed. Don't put them in the jade building and water pavilion."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and walked in the door.

"Elder Immortal, let the little one lead the way for you." Regardless of the pain, Cuifeng hurriedly followed.

The second elder made a special confession, don't let the Hualian fairy chief disturb Xiao Xianchang, and now the Hualian fairy chief wants to go in by himself, which is not bad.

After walking two steps, he found that the abdominal cramps had subsided, and his footsteps were unprecedentedly light. In a daze, Yunchi had already crossed the threshold and entered the front yard.

The two chubby hands squeezed, lifted the hem of the skirt and trotted over, "Xianchang, Xianchang, wait..."

Seeing that he was about to catch up, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, startled by a cold light shot from Yun Chi's head, and dared not take another half step forward.

Cuifeng, who sat back at the gate to watch the door, was grateful for Yunchi's kindness, and gave a spirit flower to an ordinary servant to relieve her suffering. She thought that if she had a chance, she would repay the gift of the flower from the Hualien Immortal.

How could she have imagined that Yun Chi was thanking her for protecting Xiao Guanfeng from the rotten peach blossoms.

It was early spring, and the water lilies hadn't bloomed yet, and a few koi swimming in it became the only scenery in the pond.

Walking through the long corridor, I came to the Qifeng Pavilion, climbed up and overlooked, there was an elegant courtyard in the southwest of the pavilion, separated from the pavilion by two small courtyards, Yun Chi saw Xiao Guanfeng.

The courtyard is full of Zheyan flowers, and there is another thick peach tree growing beside the white jade table. The peach blossoms are gorgeous and cast mottled shadows in the setting sun.

Xiao Guanfeng sat beside the stone table, a short-haired cushion was spread on the stool, and the rubbings of the talismans in his hands had been turned to the last few pages.

His eyes did not fall on the words, but stared at the teapot on the other side of the stone table in a daze, the dark brown spout of which was smoking white smoke on the charcoal fire.

Suddenly, his back sank, and the woman's familiar breath came to his ears. Two twisted braids fell from his shoulders, and the agate beads on the braids bumped playfully on the back of his hand twice.

Then, without exception, the women breathed hot air into their ears, feeling like they hadn't seen for a long time, as if many years had passed.

"Yunchi."

Xiao Guanfeng stretched out his hand to grab the arm around his neck, his voice was like the breeze in early spring, slightly cool, and he couldn't hear sadness or joy.

"do not move."

Yunchi's voice was hoarse, covered with inexplicable emotions, like the scent of grass floating in the air after a spring breeze, slightly damp.

She is no longer physically weak like a year ago, but now she is very strong and stubborn, her arms are getting tighter and tighter, and her head is buried in the man's neck.

It seemed as if he wanted to strangle Xiao Guanfeng to death, and suffocate himself by the way.

In the first few months on Luoxue Ridge, Yunchi would think of Xiao Guanfeng every few days, what he was doing, and the faint fragrance of green grass.

Later, I seldom think of him, and I haven't even written a letter for two or three months.

What I think about every day is how to control the disordered chaos in the body, and when the black stone tablet breaks through the ground, which cave to hide in so as not to be seen by Shi Jingxue.

In life, only cultivation is left, and there is still time and snow.

Xiao Guanfeng, together with those inexplicable desires, seemed to be pulled out of his mind and disappeared.

Seeing him at this moment, the fragrance of green grass rushes into the nostrils, moisturizing things silently.

Knowing that those arrogant, domineering, unreasonable, and endless desires have never been eradicated, they were only buried by the heavy snow in Luoxueling.

As long as the wind called Xiao Guanfeng comes, it will instantly blow away the thousands of miles of snow, revealing the naked desire inside.

Slightly turning his face, his vermilion lips were almost attached to Xiao Guanfeng's ears, and waves of heat rolled over the base of his ears.

"Xiao Guanfeng." She called him, thinking hard to restrain herself, "I miss you!"

"Thinking about what you ate, what wine you drank, and whether you drank the tea I gave you.

Think about who you met, what you did, what book you read.

I miss you, wonder if you have thought of me, and wonder why you don't reply.

I wonder if you will think about being a husband and wife, and go find the star stone for me.

Think if I never come back, are you happy or disappointed.

I also think that you must hate me so much, hate me for snatching you away, hate me for being despicable, hate me for having bad intentions.

But what to do, I still miss you.

Think of the taste of green grass, think of your taste, think of your lips.

Xiao Guanfeng, I miss you.do you know?
I think you can hug me, kiss me, whatever, and stop turning a blind eye to me.

Think about how I can get you, let you only belong to me, completely belong to me, Yunchi.

Think about what I have to do so that I don't miss you.

These are the things I think about on Luoxue Ridge. "

The voice was deep and low, carrying some lingering lingering like a lazy kitten, going to Xiao Guanfeng's heart bit by bit.

"Xiao Guanfeng, do you know what I'm thinking at this moment?

I want to tie you up, I want to kiss you, I want to get entangled with you.

Xiao Guanfeng, can I? "

Moving with his heart, Yun Chi left Xiao Guanfeng's neck, his body still stuck to him, poking his head out from the back to the front, catching his abyss-like eyes with burning gaze, his arms limp and drooping on Xiao Guanfeng's shoulders.

Her eyes were scorching, like a raging fire, burning herself, scorching the copper and iron walls built by Xiao Guanfeng.

The shadows of the flowers were mottled, and a petal fell on Yunchi's forehead and hair. The woman in front of him was more delicate than a flower and more flammable than a fire.

"Yunchi." As the stream of light flashed by, Xiao Guan's pupils like a cold pool rippled a little, "Do you have feelings for me?"

Unexpectedly Xiao Guanfeng would ask this question, Yun Chi's face suddenly froze, like a lost child, his eyes were full of confusion.

Xiao Guanfeng had a panoramic view of Yun Chi's reaction, and a smile appeared on his lips, if there was nothing, it seemed to be a sneer, or a wry smile.

"You don't have to... um!" Two words were about to be uttered in one sentence, and the woman's soft, wet lips pressed against her.

With her eyes closed, soft words popped out from the gap between her lips, "Do you want love? I'll give it to you."

(End of this chapter)