Everything is his fault.
Pain, regret, anger, and suppression are all tangled up in everything, resulting in a calm surface, but a myriad of waves on the inside. The longer the waves are suppressed by the calm surface, the harder and harder they become, and the accumulated storms become more fierce and fearful.
When he first came to this small world, or even when he came to this small world, he actually had an unknown evil intention in his heart.
Her reincarnation was so fragile and weak that she could only be sheltered under his wings and would never be separated from him again.
She couldn't leave.
No one in these worlds is stronger than him, no one can take her away from him! She will never be broken and leave in front of him again, she will always be with him -
He hid the shameful lust and possessiveness in his eyes with gentleness and affection. When his trembling hands touched her shoulders, he used all his strength to prevent his hands from grasping her body and putting an iron lock on her body, and Tethered to one another.
This is not a demon.
The inner demon of the cultivator was born from the dark side of Rahu. In order to defeat the way of heaven, he stepped on Rahu and gained power comparable to that of a saint, thus also incorporating the darkness of the world into his body.
He has never been possessed by inner demons.
Because, he is like the inner demon itself.
A bird that lives alone without its mate cannot live long.
But Jinwu, who couldn't die and could only live alone for thousands of years, was even more miserable.
When Jinwu, who was living alone and miserable, met his resurrected partner.
- Wouldn't he want to press her tightly into his chest and fuse her flesh and bones into one body? In order to prevent her from being blown by the wind, he would rather block her from the sky.
Bai Shu looked at his reaction and became more and more sure of her guess, but it was precisely because she was right that she felt even sadder.
He looked like a wounded cub, carefully covering the wound with his wings, holding his head high and pretending to be strong and calm, but when his eyes turned, he was always cautiously fragile.
"I've been thinking about why you like me," Bai Zhu raised his head and looked at him, turned over his hand to hold his hand, and said softly and tenderly, "The me you like is definitely not too weak and incompetent. Why?" Why don’t you try it?”
"Haha, what do you want to try? Come and tell me, I also want to hear-"
The two were talking when a strange scream suddenly sounded next to them. When they looked up, a young man in a black shirt walked over with a glass of wine in his hand.
The young man looks handsome, but his eyes are slightly stained with black and blue due to indulgence. Three buttons on his chest are unbuttoned, revealing a thin line of muscle on his chest, which is a bit evil in his debauchery.
"Mu Sheng."
Xiao Lingchen's face immediately darkened, and she subconsciously wanted to take a step forward to block Bai Zhu, but when she thought of what she had just said, she paused halfway up her steps, and reluctantly put them down after a moment.
But he still said goodbye and raised his hand as if nothing had happened, which happened to block Bai Zhu's line of sight and Mu Sheng's chest.
"I'm in better shape than him."
He purred under his breath.
Bai Zhu wanted to laugh. The six words made him recite them sourly a thousand times, as if the next sentence was "If you don't believe me, I'll undress and let you see." She raised her hand and patted his shoulder, whispering: "Pay attention." occasion."
He grinded his teeth: "Wait, I'll let you have a good look when we go to the beach-"
Mu Sheng smiled playfully as he watched the two of them talking in a low voice without interrupting. It seemed as if he was deliberately marking his gentleness. When Bai Zhu and Xiao Lingchen finished talking, he smiled and called the waiter carrying the wine tray to raise his glass.