Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 113 I Know You Are Not My Mother
Yan Zhihui couldn't laugh or cry: "Is there a flower named bastard?"

Xie Cijiu nodded: "Well, it's you—"

She reached out and touched Yan Zhihui's heart, and complained: "You always take advantage of me and lie to me, I know it all!"

Faintly feeling that there was something in her words, Yan Zhi looked back slightly, lowered his voice, and asked almost bewitchingly: "What do you know?"

Xie Cijiu watched him approaching without moving, then suddenly tilted his head, "Hmph."

Yan Zhi replied: "..."

Good job, I have become tsundere after drinking too much, I have to masturbate.

He thought for a while, supported Xie Cijiu's back with one hand, passed through the bend of her legs with the other, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the bed.

Xie Cijiu began to struggle: "Bastard, you let me down! You... are taking advantage of me again!"

Yan Zhi frowned back, lowered his head and bit her face: "Don't make trouble."

Xie Cijiu's eyes widened, he looked at him blankly and innocently, then he curled his mouth, his eyes turned red with grievance.

Yan Zhihui immediately panicked when he saw this, and hurriedly put him on the bed: "What's wrong? I hurt from biting?"

Xie Cijiu ignored him, and rolled over into the bed, tightly against the wall, as if he couldn't tear it off.

Yan Zhihui felt distressed and wanted to laugh, "I didn't make such a fuss when I drank too much before? Could it be that I drank too much last time?"

He took off his shoes and went to bed, turned him over forcefully and held him tightly in his arms: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, I shouldn't have bitten you, don't cry."

When Xie Cijiu cried, there was no sound, only tears fell one by one, which made people feel distressed.

Yan Zhihui held her face in his hands, and when she shed a tear, he kissed one away without saying a word, just like this, you come and go, and after a while, Xie Cijiu stopped crying.

She stared blankly at the face close at hand, her lips twitched for a while, and then asked hoarsely: "Will you leave me?"

Yan Zhihui was taken aback for a moment, "No."

Xie Cijiu gently twitched the corner of his mouth, no matter how you look at it, it has a bit of bitterness.

"Actually, I already knew that you were not my mother."

This simple sentence set off a huge wave in Yan Zhihui's heart.

"I knew it a long time ago? How early?"

Yan Zhihui heard that his voice was a little fluttering.

The hands holding the thank-you wine face were trembling slightly.

Xie Cijiu lowered his eyes, "I knew it from the beginning, but I didn't want to admit it."

Yan Zhihui was speechless for a long time, something seemed to be blocked in his throat, sore and swollen, making him speechless.

So she knew so early that she was not her mother?So how does she face herself?
Deceiving oneself and others is the most painful.

Xie Cijiu was still talking, maybe because he was drunk, he talked a lot more than usual, "Yin Shuang asked me at that time how can I be sure that this is my mother, I am not sure, I even think it is not at all, but I would rather Lie to myself, a lie to support me for a few months, enough."

She raised her head and smiled back at Yan Zhi: "I still have to thank you, thank you for being with me for so long."

Although she was smiling, her eyes were clearly still stained with water vapor.

Yan Zhihui suddenly felt that his heart had been stabbed severely.

"Ajiu..." He exhaled tremblingly, gently wiped away the teardrops from the corners of Xie Cijiu's eyes with his thumb, "I will never leave you, never, don't be afraid."

Xie Cijiu didn't know whether to believe it or not, he stared at him for a long time, his eyes focused and tenderly traced the outline of Yan Zhihui, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance in his heart.

"It's okay to leave me. After Master Canghai told me, I thought about it. It's good to live a lifetime and enjoy a moment of happiness..." She put her arms around Yan Zhihui's neck, and on his lips like Rubbing lightly like a kitten, he sighed, "Who made me like you so much?"

Yan Zhihui's hand landed on her waist and tightened suddenly.

A light in the depths of his eyes lit up little by little.

"Ajiu, what did you say?"

Xie Cijiu raised his body slightly, looked at him with a smile on his face, "I like you, even though you are a bastard, I still like you, every day I smell you, I feel happy."

"So—can you give me a kiss?"

Xie Cijiu looked at him innocently and expectantly.

Yan Zhihui pursed her lips tightly, her heart stagnated for a moment, and then it started beating wildly like out of control.

It is said that he utters the truth after drinking, and he has actually experienced it today.

It was almost driving him crazy!
Anyone who is asked by his sweetheart can't help it, right?

Yan Zhihui covered his eyes with his hands, panting quickly, his voice full of emotion and hoarseness.

"Ajiu, I don't want to be a human anymore, you forced me to do this."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Xie Cijiu looked at him innocently.

"It doesn't matter what you say, come, kiss me."

Yan Zhi returned his hand and stroked her back carefully, Xie Cijiu's eyes lit up, "You are so kind."

"Hehe, I hope you can still say this when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Yan Zhihui smiled softly.

Xie Cijiu kissed recklessly, without any rules, biting completely by instinct.

The tingling is mixed with innocence, but it is more attractive than when sober.

That kind of greenness and throbbing encircled Yan Zhihui like an airtight net, and he was willing to sink and be bound, not wanting to break free.

Xie Cijiu kissed for a while and always felt that something was missing. She looked at Yan Zhihui eagerly, and asked suspiciously, "Why aren't you sweet anymore?"

Yan Zhihui, who was still able to handle it at first, broke his skills in an instant, blushed rarely, and curled up his fingers uncontrollably.

He felt that he was going to die in her ignorant words tonight.

Unbearable, he held down the Xie Ci wine, turned over and pressed the person down, "I'll kiss you sweet."

Xie Cijiu obediently wrapped his neck around his neck, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

……

They lose control in the frankness, sink in the ardor, but stop in the cherishment.

While drunk, Xie Cijiu felt his palms cool down, and fell asleep in a daze before he had time to think about it.

Yan Zhihui turned over and sat against the wall, bent one leg, and looked at her helplessly: "Little heartless."

She was so hot all over by teasing herself, but she fell asleep soundly.

Who is the asshole?

Looking at Xie Cijiu's flushed face and slightly swollen lips, Yan Zhi slipped back his Adam's apple, closed his eyes silently, raised his head and took a steady breath.

Transparent beads of sweat slid down the side of his face drop by drop, and rolled into the messy open skirt.

The gods are stained with lust, and the world of mortals loses color.

It took him a while to open his eyes, and the inside was clear.

After cleaning the bed with some spells, Yan Zhihui lay down behind Xie Cijiu, and hugged her tightly, "Ajiu, sleep well."

……

This time he fell into a dark sleep, and when he woke up again, Xie Cijiu felt that something was wrong with him.

　In fact, Cijiu already knew that he was not the mother. This was buried in Chapter 1 or Chapter 2. You can look back at the conversation between her and Yinshuang. At that time, Yinshuang asked her about her actions and words.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)