The living room was eerily quiet for a while.
Fu Mingye's eyes fell on Qi Baicha.
The young man was wearing baggy pajamas, with a hickey on his collarbone from last night, and his eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and picturesque, a familiar look to him.
Fu Mingye looked down at the broken glass on the ground, and the young man's unharmed fingers felt very strange again.
At first, Fu Mingye felt that his vision was wrong.
How can Chacha, who has no power to hold the chicken, crush the glass with his bare hands
Then I felt that my sense of smell was wrong.
His cup of life spring water is still good, how can he smell the fragrance of life spring water on Chacha's hands?
In the end, I felt that my hearing was wrong.
How could Cha Cha say that he is a sanctimonious thing? ?
In the end, he came to the conclusion: "I haven't woken up yet. I was too tired last night. I'll go back to sleep again." He got up and went to the bedroom.
Qi Baicha said coolly behind him, "Your Excellency Evil God."
Lord Cthulhu: 嘤QAQ
Now he has no choice but to deceive himself.
Fu Mingye turned around and knelt on the glass fragments without hesitation: "I was wrong."
Qi Baicha frowned. The body of the god is powerful, and only the weapon of the gods can resist it. The mere glass fragments are naturally painless and itchy, and they can't even cut the skin.
It's just an eyesore.
He said lightly: "Get up and talk."
Fu Mingye said pitifully, "If you don't forgive me, I won't get up." Cha Cha still felt sorry for him.
Qi Baicha sneered, raised his hand and swept over, a pile of sharp ice ridges suddenly appeared on the living room floor: "Go to kneel on this."
Fu Mingye: "..." This looks really painful.
The last bit of luck is gone, his wife is really a snow god.
The husband can bend and stretch, Fu Mingye stood up decisively, and sat beside Qi Baicha diligently: "Does your hand hurt? I'll give you a blow."
Qi Baicha tilted his head and moved to the side, ignoring him.
He felt like an idiot. He had always been afraid of Fu Mingye's lifespan. He worked hard to find a way to live forever, and fought with God for a bottle of life spring regardless of his grace.
After a long time, people don't need it at all, and it's the one who fights and ridicules him.
Surprised or not? Are you surprised? Not irritating
Anyway, Qi Baicha doesn't really want to care about Fu Mingye now.
"I'm sorry..." Fu Mingye said weakly, "I didn't know it was you."
What the hell did he do
"Does this mean that if it wasn't for me, you could be unreasonable with others?" Qi Baicha turned around and scrambled, "Stealing other people's things, pestering people to fight, and saying that others are virtuous?"
Fu Mingye could not wait to lose his memory on the spot.
If it wasn't for Chacha, Fu Mingye really felt that he was not wrong at all.
In this world, the strong are respected, and whoever has the ability will get it. According to the idea of the evil god, he will never be wrong, only others will be wrong.
But if this other person is Cha Cha...
Those ideas above are just shit. Sorry, he is such a double standard.
"It's all my fault." Fu Mingye recognized his mistake unequivocally, but he didn't repent, "But if it wasn't for you, I would still grab it if it weren't for you."
"you-"
"Drink a glass of water to get rid of your anger." Fu Mingye handed the glass of water on the table to Qi Baicha. This time, he really used the spring of life water as ordinary tea.
The cup was stuffed into Qi Baicha's hand, exuding the smell of spring water of life.
Qi Baicha paused.
He looked down at the glass of water, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable: "You grabbed the spring of life for me."
He is not stupid, the initial anger has passed, and he can understand Mr. Fu's purpose. The Heretic God is inherently immortal, so what's the use of asking for the spring of life? It's not for... let Mr. Qi live forever.
If it were him, if there was such a chance to win the spring water, he would rather fight to the end and grab it...
Even if it doesn't make sense.
No matter how many times he comes back and how many opportunities to choose again, he will choose to be with Mr. Fu forever.
Thinking in such a different position, he doesn't seem to have the right to be angry with Mr. Fu at all.
"Where did this glass of water come from?" Qi Baicha put the glass back on the coffee table.
Fu Mingye replied obediently, "Ask the elf god to ask for it."
Qi Baicha glanced at him: "It's quite a skill." Yu Guang swayed to the shark bead ring on his finger, "So you didn't pick up the shark's tears at the beach?"
Fu Mingye said embarrassedly, "I exchanged a wish with a merman."
He suddenly remembered something: "Then this dragon ball isn't the glass marble you picked up?"
Qi Baicha snorted lightly: "I killed that dragon."
Without the help of the black-robed god, the dragon would still die, but he might perish together...
Fu Mingye: It's amazing my tea.
The two gods stared at each other for a moment on the sofa, and suddenly laughed in unison.
Fu Mingye laughed until his whole body trembled: "It's really a flood that rushed to the Dragon King Temple, and I don't know my own family. If I knew you were a god, why would I rob you of spring water? Anyway, I will give it to you in the end. Even if I don't rob it, you will end up will also give me…”
That was really a waste of time.
Qi Baicha didn't want to laugh at first, but the more he thought about it, the more funny he became, so he didn't hold back. He smiled helplessly and thumped Fu Mingye on the shoulder: "It's a shame that I always worry that if you die... I have to be a widow for your whole life. My life is so long."
When Fu Mingye heard this, he was both amused and distressed.
He understood this feeling too well. It turned out that they both suffered the same torment.
... It is so touching and affectionate, but it sounds even more funny when combined with the truth.
It's just... two idiots.
Two fools who love each other deeply.
Fu Mingye hugged Qi Baicha and kissed: "Don't worry about it in the future."
The kiss was emotional.
Qi Baicha half-closed his eyes and raised his chin in response to him. He was wearing home slippers and pajamas, which he took off easily. Fu Mingye was wearing a formal suit for work, and with a slight pull on his tie, he fell to the ground together with his suit jacket.
Time always can't stand the toss, and the time of the morning passes quickly.
Qi Baicha is quite able to withstand the toss, and there is still room for it.
The air was filled with a lingering scent of orchid musk.
Fu Mingye sat on the sofa and lit an after-the-fact cigarette.
Qi Baicha didn't like the smell of cigarettes, and Fu Mingye didn't smoke it on weekdays. Today, he didn't know what kind of wind he smoked, but he suddenly turned into a cigar after finishing it.
Qi Baicha looked down at him: "Why did you suddenly smoke?"
Fu Mingye was smoking a cigarette: "Have a cigarette to calm down."
The lover who has been in love with each other for three years and thought that he was a mortal is also a god. This kind of impact cannot be digested in a short time.
Qi Baicha said, "Also let me calm down."
Fu Mingye handed him another cigarette, Qi Baicha did not pick it up with his hands, and raised his chin slightly at him.
Fu Mingye put the cigarette directly into his mouth. Qi Baicha's rosy lips held the cigar in one mouthful, Fu Mingye leaned over and lit Qi Baicha's cigar with the one burning in his mouth.
Smoky.
They stared at each other for a moment in the mist. Qi Baicha's cold and handsome face shows a bit of demagogic beauty in the rain and mist. That is the world's most cool and noble snow god, blooming into a passionate rose under him.
Fu Mingye's throat tightened, and he almost wanted to press the young man again.
Qi Baicha held the cigar between her long fingers, and said lazily, "I still think you are talented, and your mortal body can make me weak every time. It turns out that you are also a god, so it makes sense."
The sleeping god is the same as the sleeping god, it is not because he is petite and frail.
Fu Mingye thought about it for a while, but still told the truth: "Actually, I can't tell you the truth. I am the god of prayer, and you are the god of nature. Logically, my age is not as good as yours. The strength of my god body should not be as strong as yours..."
Qi Baicha still felt tired, he was really delicate.
Qi Baicha opened his eyes angrily: "What are you connoting?" Does it mean that he is old, or that he is in poor health
It was obviously a sending proposition, but Fu Mingye wisely did not answer.
Qi Baicha tried to defend himself: "I am now sealed to 1/10,000 of my strength, and I am not so weak."
Fu Mingye coughed lightly: "I am also one in ten thousand."
Qi Baicha: "… "
"So this is the truth of your impotence." Qi Baicha was meaningful.
"Why hurt each other, Cha Cha." Fu Mingye said gently, "I didn't even mention your hemorrhoids."
Qi Baicha: "..." He doesn't want this husband anymore.
Immediately stop this kind of brother-in-law behavior.
Qi Baicha still doesn't like the smell of smoke, this kind of calm way is not suitable for him, and the more he chats with Fu Mingye, the more angry he gets. He snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray on the coffee table without error: "Remove the seal and fight in the sky."
Fu Mingye shook his hand: "Alright, do you still want to fight?"
"Isn't it a good fight before?" Qi Baicha hooked her lips, "What is it?"
Fu Mingye: Don't dare, don't dare.
He said indifferently: "I thought you weren't angry anymore..."
"Who said I wasn't angry?" Qi Baicha got angry when he saw him, "You took the spring of life for me, so I can ignore it. I'll ask you, why don't you work? You also participated in that show, don't tell me I said that you didn't see Fang Ya'er's weirdness and Qin Yirou's system. You were there on the day Meng Xing jumped off the building, you couldn't have seen that he should die. Then what? You, one, one, all, no ,Tube."
Fu Mingye: "..." I feel so guilty.
"You only need to take care of one more thing." Qi Baicha said aggrieved, "I don't need to be so tired."
Originally, he had no control over whether the Heretic God would work or not, and he had no hope. But now that he learned that the evil god is his husband, and the other party was watching a play when he was busy, it was rude for Qi Baicha to dislike it.
Fu Mingye raised his hand and surrendered: "My cauldron, I will definitely share the worries for Lord Xue Shen in the future, and promise to do all my work and leave all the work to me."
He didn't mention any moral kidnapping at this time. His heart was tied to Qi Baicha, and he was willing to do anything.
Qi Baicha snorted coldly.
Fu Mingye asked cautiously, "Are you still angry?"
Qi Baicha don't overdo it, it is the arrogance of young people: "Look at your performance."
Fu Mingye hugged him with a smile: "You're still making fun of me on the sofa when you're angry?" In the past, when Chacha was annoyed with him, he didn't have the same room with him, but this time it didn't seem to affect him at all.
Qi Baicha looked at him: "It's not just you who is comfortable. If you take this as punishment, I will suffer too."
Fu Mingye had a bad feeling.
Qi Baicha smiled, so gentle that the evil god's heart trembled.
"So let's fight."