deadly mantra

Chapter 968 What are you afraid of

Shui Qingchen suddenly retracted his arms, picked him up, and walked towards the inner room.

Ji Fanyin was startled by his sudden leap into the air. She put her hand around his neck and asked:

"What, what?"

The corners of Shui Qingchen's lips raised slightly:
"sleep."

Ji Fanyin immediately opened her eyes wide and swayed wildly in his arms:
"Don't sleep, don't sleep~ I won't sleep, tell me first, what should Huoliuying do?"

"Don't move."

"Firefly..."

"I'll find a way."

Shui Qingchen put her on the bed and turned to turn off the lights.

Ji Fanyin grabbed his wrist anxiously:
"Dust!"

Shui Qingchen lowered his eyes and looked at her with a smile:
"So anxious?"

Ji Fanyin was stunned for a moment, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and she glanced at him angrily: "Chenchen! Stop teasing me."

She likes to fight, and Huo Liuying is also a life-threatening lunatic.

When they were young, they competed for their mother's favor. When they were older, they competed for their own shadow servants. Now Huoliuying is very likely to compete for her favorite Chenchen...

Ji Fanyin can't bear it anymore, how can she tolerate it any longer!
She has the ability to fight against Huo Liuying, and it's not that she really has no way to deal with Huo Liuying, but that method requires a slightly higher price, and that price will be a situation that Chenchen least wants to see.

Thinking of this, Ji Fanyin curled her lips in aggrieved manner, and pitifully called out "Chenchen."

Shui Qingchen's thin lips parted slightly, wanting to say something, but he hesitated:

"Be good, I'll turn off the lights first."

"do not want!"

Ji Fanyin was anxious, grabbed his arm, threw it to the bed, pressed it, pounced on it, turned over and pressed on him.

"Dust!"

There were burning flames in her eyes, like an angry beast staring at its prey:
"You are not allowed to sleep until you tell me!"

Shui Qingchen's eyes were deep and he looked at her with a half-smile.Does this little guy know her posture at this moment... It's very easy to imagine.

He asked: "Are you scared?"

Ji Fanyin was instantly deflated like a bulging ball: "No..."

She straddled his waist and glanced to the side with a guilty look, not daring to look into his eyes:

"What can I be afraid of? I'm not afraid."

Shui Qingchen rested his right arm on his pillow, clasped her waist with his left hand, and spoke in a slightly lower voice:

"Speak carefully and don't move. You're not afraid, so what are you worried about?"

"I worry……"

Ji Fanyin frowned slightly. She knew that he didn't like her lying, so she whispered softly: "Before, the demon father sealed my spiritual power, and I was on a par with Huoliuying. Although she has improved a lot now, I am also I am no longer the same person I used to be. If I really take action, she may not be my opponent. It’s just...she is a life-threatening lunatic, especially when she is targeting me."

The candlelight in the inner room was soft, and the beating light reflected Shui Qingchen's angular face. His eyes as black as stars stared at her tenderly.

Just look at her.

How could she be willing to take risks with Shui Qingchen like this, how could she let him feel sad?

Ji Fanyin looked at him and felt that her heart softened and her waist softened. She slowly lay on him, pressed her cheek against his strong chest, whispered softly, and continued:

"One year, it was also winter. A'ru woke me up and said he would take me to see the sea in winter. On the way to the Qi Palace, A'ru was called away by Hu Li. I was waiting for him in front of the palace door, and Huoliu Ying came at this time. I wouldn't lose to her, but the onset of cold syndrome is really fatal. Later, I broke four of her ribs, and I almost didn't survive."

Shui Qingchen's heart trembled when he heard this. He put his arms around her waist and held her tightly in his arms. He was heartbroken:

"Is this how you always get along?"

Ji Fanyin slowly said:

"From fighting, to fighting, to not giving up easily as long as the other party is still breathing. I am like this, and so is she." The night was very quiet.

Ji Fanyin could hear Shui Qingchen's light but powerful heartbeat, and could clearly feel his hot breath and his scalding body temperature.

All this made her nostalgic and greedy.

She was afraid.

Her eyes were filled with uneasiness.

He said: "Brother Ninth is right. Once you feel reluctant to let go, you can no longer be as generous as before. I don't want you to be sad, so I don't want to get hurt, and I don't want you to be sad, so I don't want to be with her like before. Fight to the death. It’s not that I have no choice, I just don’t want to do it like before. Chenchen, can you understand?”

Shui Qingchen lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, still holding his big hands around her waist, caressing her and saying warmly:
"I know."

He hugged her, and every word he spoke was like a solemn oath:

"But, Xiaoyin, I will never be a burden to you. Whatever you don't want to do or do, you can feel free to leave it to me. Who am I? I am your husband, your King of Hell. , is also your most loyal believer. So, don’t worry, and don’t be afraid that I will be disappointed. No matter what happens in the future, you have to believe that I will always stand by your side unconditionally."

Ji Fanyin's whole body was tense and she couldn't stop trembling. She couldn't tell whether her emotion at the moment was shock or fear. She just subconsciously hugged him tightly and answered dumbly:
"……it is good……"

The two hugged each other tightly, and no one said anything.After an unknown amount of time, tiredness slowly came over him. Shui Qingchen held her and lay there for a while. When she fell asleep, he opened his eyes and put her on the bed very gently.

Ji Fanyin hugged the soft quilt, mumbled a few words vaguely, and slept soundly.

Shui Qingchen couldn't help but place a kiss on her cheek, stood up and turned off the lights.

He accidentally saw the hand stove on the table. He walked over and picked it up. He wanted to pour out the cool charcoal, but he found that the charcoal in the hand stove was not the longan wood he filled, but the lychee wood with a light fruity aroma.

Shui Qingchen's black eyes flickered slightly, then he picked up the tea can beside him and opened it.

The tea can is the tea can in the kitchen.

There was tea inside, but it was an exclusive tribute to the royal family of Yanxue King.

For a moment, Shui Qingchen seemed to be frozen, and his heart felt a twinge of pain.

For a long time.

A helpless sigh sounded from the room.

Outside the window, flying snow was blowing on the trees.

Shui Qingchen put the tea can and hand stove back to their original places, as if he had never discovered anything.

The next day.

Ji Fanyin climbed out of bed early in the morning.

Shui Qingchen folded the quilt while she stood aside and yawned.

When Shui Qingchen went to the kitchen, she grabbed his sleeve and followed him in small steps.

Shui Qingchen handled official duties, and she was obedient.

Taking a nap in the afternoon, she was like a little sloth, holding his waist tightly with her hands, wrapping her legs around his legs, and pressing her little face openly on his chest.

In the evening, Gui Nu moved the rocking chair under the eaves. Shui Qingchen held a book and read quietly. Ji Fanyin crossed her legs next to him, hugged his legs, covered his knees with pillows, and fell asleep soundly.

Gu Xue stared dumbfounded all day, then stood in the courtyard and asked:

"She...has been so clingy?!"

He Meng shook his head and thought again. He had just arrived a few days ago and wondered if Ji Fanyin had been like this before. He turned around and asked:

"Isn't Mr. Shui annoyed that she is so clingy?"

bother?
how come.

Someone is just enjoying it and wishes she was so sticky every day.

Cang Lie shook his head silently and replied:

"You should just adapt in advance."

(End of this chapter)