Act like a spoiled brat every day

Chapter 147 This Chapter
　Ji Jiujiu:
The small hand touched the bridge of the nose awkwardly.

How should I put it, to this day, even if she sees her fingertips gradually turning white to almost transparent, even if the idea of ​​"you will disappear if you don't work hard" suddenly becomes clear in her mind, except for a certain moment Suddenly flustered, Ji Jiujiu actually had no other disturbances.

She is really casual, careless, although she is really mischievous, often bouncing around to grab the carrots that other gods have worked so hard to grow, but she knows how to measure, and never Playing around.

Shi Qing stared at the other party and leaned over to hug Ji Jiujiu.The god's face was still as cold and beautiful as he remembered, but his expression was a treasure he had never seen before. Ji Jiujiu nestled in Fu Qi's arms as usual, and even lazily yawned.

"Time to fall bye bye."

The little rabbit looked cute this time, with his head tilted, his slightly pale lips bent, and his voice soft and sweet.

Shi Qing snorted coldly.

Didn't give her any good looks.

"As long as you cherish your life, I won't be so frightened."

Anyway, he is a god, but he is still a child.

I don't know who got used to it, got used to such a temperament of going my own way.

I don't know who suffered in the end.

Shi Qing calmly glanced away, and stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The bustling outside the window fell into his eyes. Under the deep night, there was a city night scene lit up like fireflies.

Ji Jiujiu knew that Shi Qing was really angry.

So she shrank her neck obediently, and it was rare that she didn't open her mouth to make fun of him.
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The moment she stepped out of the building, the little girl suddenly sighed vaguely.

The whole person was a small group, so quiet that it was a little depressed.

The whole person is empty.

Ji Jiujiu was not serious, and Fu Qi's movement of hugging her could even be called relaxed, but the little girl had a sad expression on her face, which was hard to describe.

It was already late at this time, and there were no people on the street—of course there were no people. If there were too many people, Ji Jiujiu would turn into a rabbit nest in his arms and act like a baby.

After all, in public, such a posture is too immoral.

Fu Qi walked steadily, and the orange street lamp was thrown down, making the originally slender figure on the road longer and longer. The young man remained silent, while the little girl was thoughtful, and there was a moment of silence between the two of them.

Ji Jiujiu was a little distressed.

Although Shi Qing worked under Yue Lao's hands, he was not a real handyman. He usually had a lot of trouble with him, and he always felt that he had a good temper and was a person who would not get angry no matter how much he provoked him.

But she forgot that no matter how foolish he is, he is still a god.

Still a very powerful fairy.

Immortals save all living beings, so they naturally love the world more.

Ji Jiujiu sighed again, and casually glanced at her beautiful white slender fingertips.

... Shi Qing was still too naive.

Ever since she went down to earth to accompany Fu Qi, the dignified Yueshang God has already become selfish.

A mortal mind is born, and a dusty mind is born.

From then on, she was no longer worthy of having a god position.

Her disappearance is already a doomed fact, Ji Jiujiu will not make any struggle until the real judgment from the gods comes down.

With the little faith she still has left.

It's probably okay to wait until Fu Qi's calamity is completed.

no way.

Humans and gods have different paths after all.

What's more, Fu Qi is just the soul of Feng Qi.

There are indeed many examples of retaining memory after the calamity, but does Feng Qi still remember these days after the calamity?not necessarily.

She is helpless.

The 21st century is a rapidly developing information age, and there are very few people who believe in gods.

In today's society, the word "belief" is even linked to "superstition".

Mortals cannot learn to respect.

Whether it is this special culture that does not contradict their beliefs.

"..."

Ji Jiujiu lowered her eyes.

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It was early in the morning when we arrived at the hotel, Ji Jiujiu was weak and not in a good state of mind, she lay on the sofa sideways, watching Fu Qi take a small wooden basin and was collecting water in the bathroom without blinking.

"Fu Xiaoqi," the little girl lazily called him, and with a slight turn of her fair long finger, she could see the light blue light spot staying on her fingertips, "It's too troublesome, just let me do it myself."

"Don't mess with it."

Fu Qi silently brought over the wooden basin filled with hot water, half-kneeling on the ground with his slender and straight body, he didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with this action, but just wiped out the place where her fingertips were with his slightly cold palms. Steady dots of light.

"You are very weak now," Fu Qi raised his eyes, pressed down the girl's fingertips with his palm, and said calmly, "Don't use your spells indiscriminately."

Ji Tweet: "..."

She stared at the extinct fingertips, and suddenly fell into a strange thought.

see hell.

Is this the contempt from God?

If it were someone else, anyone who dared to touch her spell.

At least it will be burned.

But this guy.

Even if it is a primordial spirit.

It is also very easy to destroy it.

Ji Jiujiu couldn't accept it, raised his paw, wrinkled his little face again, and said in a childish and fierce tone: "I'm not so weak."

"It's going to disappear, you still don't take it seriously?"

Ji Jiujiu didn't want to say it, but Shi Qing was not a fool.He knew that Ji Jiujiu was stubborn and casual, and would not listen to anyone, but Fu Qi was the only exception.

There are some things, it is better for Ji Jiujiu to let Fu Qi know than to hide them from him.

But the secret must not be leaked, he didn't say too much, just gave a general overview of the situation.

So Fu Qi's complexion is not very good at this time.

He managed to survive the darkness and hardships, and welcomed his gods, the gods saved all living beings, and the light finally reached him.

He won't let the light go out.

He asked her, "How can I save you?"

Ji Tweet: "..."

She thought for a moment.

Then said: "Burn incense for me, this should be useful."

Fu Qi: "..."

Is this guy fucking serious?

If burning incense would help, he would go now.

Burn a fucking hundred or so.

He immediately lost the desire to talk to her. He touched his slightly cold hand to the hot water for two seconds, making sure that the temperature in his palm would not cool her down. Pull it up.

The little girl felt at ease, put her hands on her sides, straightened her waist, and lowered her eyes to look at him.

"Don't be angry."

Ji Jiujiu moved his feet slightly, dragged out his voice, and spoke softly.

"There's a reason why I'm so weak today."

"I took back two lives from the hands of time today."

The splendid life of the flowers of the motherland.

And the deep years of the old tree.

"Don't you want this expression, Fu Qi, I know what kind of immoral I am, and now I am saving people in this way that is unlikely to appear in your world, but you believe me, when I save people, I am also saving myself .”

　Yaha, fat is coming

　　
　
(End of this chapter)