Jiang Niannian smiled and her eyes turned red. She had a lot to say to him, but she didn't know where to start. She couldn't hide her gentle smile.
She gently pushed him away, she found that there was something wrong with Yin Buqi tonight.
His already pale face became almost transparent, his lips were as red as if stained with blood, and the white cloth on his eyes was also slightly red, which must be blood.
The whole person seemed tense, yet also seemed to be... forcing himself to be calm despite being physically exhausted.
Jiang Niannian asked: "Buqi, you are the Emperor of Jiuyin, right?"
"Um."
"How did you revive me?"
"I will fuse my soul with yours to form a bond. As long as I am alive, Nian Nian will not die either."
Jiang Niannian reached out and touched Yin Buqi's cold lips: "This method will backfire, right? I see something is wrong with you."
"It's just that my mind is unstable. It's nothing serious. I will be fine tomorrow." Yin Buqi responded lightly.
"You must be in pain now." Jiang Niannian touched his hair carefully, her eyes slightly moist: "I'm sorry, I made you wait for so long and caused you to suffer so much..."
The outer robe on her shoulders slipped off, revealing the naked gauze skirt and snow-white skin underneath.
Yin Buqi pursed his lips slightly, his Adam's apple rolling.
The arm around Jiang Niannian's waist tightened a little.
My fingers unconsciously tightened through my clothes.
Jiang Niannian is different from him.
When she is dressed neatly, Jiang Niannian won't think about trivial things.
But he can.
When I see her adjusting her collar, I think of her neck exposed when she tilts her head back.
When looking at the Qiankun bag swinging around her waist, I think of her twisting waist.
When I smell the fresh scent of grass and trees on her body, I think of the pleasure of burying my head in her neck.
Every inch of her skin exposed outside her clothes made him remember the details of their lovemaking.
Fingertips, earlobes, lips, neck...
His voice was restrained and low: "Niannian, when my mind and spirit are stable tomorrow, I will catch that dog Tiandao and take back what belongs to you, and then grind it into pieces..."
"Don't worry, you should recover first." Jiang Niannian said, "It will definitely be another fierce battle, I don't want you to take risks."
"He can't beat me."
Yin Buqi's tone was somewhat disdainful.
"But it will hurt." Jiang Niannian said, pressing her forehead against his, releasing a trace of her soul to explore his physical condition.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the soul entered, it was burned by the overwhelming heat.
Yin Buqi's sea of consciousness was filled with burning fire and cracking lava.
It was so hot that she immediately withdrew her consciousness.
She couldn't imagine how painful it would be if her sea of consciousness became like this, and she was a little panicked for a moment.
"Don't worry, I won't die, ever."
They are truly dependent on each other. He does not value his own life, but he loves Jiang Niannian. He will not die, and cannot die.
He was used to the pain and it was no big deal.
Yin Buqi put his face in her palm: "Just being close to Nian Nian like this makes me feel much better."
Jiang Niannian felt a little sad and kissed his lips: "Will you feel better if I kiss you like this?"