After thoroughly understanding the attributes of the ice spirit beast, Chu Muyun felt a little emotional.
The fanciers of "Devil World" are still not good enough to play. If the protagonist becomes the bloodline of the ice spirit beast, and then stirs up with the seven demons... Tsk tsk, how magical!
The combination of lascivious and seven perverted attacks is simply perfect!
It's a pity... Tong (Little) Ren (Huang) didn't write it out, but he experienced it personally.
It is said that novels come from life. Chu Shen said that life is far more shit than novels.
Knowing why he wanted to play NTR because of jealousy, Chu Muyun also knew how to get him to attack this guy.
Jealousy is not like arrogance.
Arrogance can lead to love over time, um, it is a 'day' in various senses. But jealousy doesn't work, no matter what day it is, he can't be in love.
In the final analysis, jealousy is a little slut, but an extremely insecure little slut.
Arrogance is suave on the surface, but actually contempt for human beings, with a very serious anti-social plot.
Jealousy is a superficial love of doing things and mixing water, but there is a dark emotion that can never be shaken off. This emotion is jealousy.
Jealous of everything, so I can't wait to destroy everything.
Chu Muyun thought about it seriously, and decided to let go of his anger temporarily, and first find an opportunity to hit jealousy on the head.
Baby Zero has no doubts about this, nodding in agreement.
Chu Muyun: "I hope that after this marriage proposal is successful, there will be no more 'conditions'."
Zero: (⊙﹏⊙)b
Chu Muyun: "You wouldn't be in the dark, would you?"
zero:"… "
Chu Muyun reassured him: "It's okay, take a step by step, after all, you're just a stupid d2.0."
Zero: The host is too caring! Of course, it would be more intimate if those two words were pure and not just stupid, tears welling up.gi.
There is still one day left until the appointed three days.
Yan Chen spared no effort to tune and teach Chu Muyun, from spirit to body, to use confusing words and actions to practically weave a little green hat for himself.
Seeing him being so serious, Chu Muyun couldn't help but feel: I'm sorry for not letting him wear this beautiful green hat...
Of course, after thinking about it, the foreshadowing that should be there cannot be left behind at all.
Yan Chen tried his best to let the little orc ntr, but the little orc became more and more attached to him.
"Uncle Yan Shen..."
"Um?"
"Can I stay on Mount Zhaomei forever?"
Yan Chen: "I'm afraid you won't think so when you grow up."
The little orc hugged his waist tightly and said nervously, "No, I never want to leave you."
Yan Chen smiled and stroked his soft little ears, and said in a low voice, "The choices of sixteen and twenty-six are definitely different."
The little orc put his face on his chest and shook his head sulkily: "I don't know, but I really like my uncle, I like it... I like it..."
"Um?"
The little orc didn't raise his head, only trembled slightly and said, "I like it so much that the thought of leaving you makes my heart hurt like being stabbed by a needle."
Because of his words, Yan Chen's hand visibly paused.
If he hadn't known for a long time that the ice spirit beast would never fall in love with anyone, Yan Chen would have almost thought that this little guy was really in love with him.
Probably because he was too dependent. He lost his parents when he was a child, and he was abused by anger for a long time. When he came to Zhaomei Mountain, his life changed abruptly. Although Yan Chen was using him, compared to his previous life, he was indeed very good to him. Now, it was probably the chick complex that was at work, and the little orc regarded him as a parent and family, and depended on him wholeheartedly.
Although this simple feeling made Yan Chen feel a little satisfied, but when he thought of arrogance and Chu Muyun again, he felt unwilling, very unwilling.
Why can they have such feelings that only belong to each other, and he... can only be regarded as a relative.
The corner of Yan Chen's mouth was slightly raised, his smile was beautiful, but his eyes were cold: "Xiaoyun, if you really like uncle, then listen to me, okay?"
The little orc raised his head, his eyes were very pious, like a little beast who was always afraid of being abandoned, and said very seriously: "I will definitely listen to my uncle."
"It's so good." Yan Chen kissed him, his low voice was soul-stirring, "Such an obedient child should be rewarded."
Beautiful night.
In order to deepen the foreshadowing, Chu Muyun deliberately pestered Yan Chen to ask for it several times.
Yan Chen thought of what might happen tomorrow, and was willing to accompany him more. The two of them turned the tide, until the sky was slightly bright, and the little beast was satisfied, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
Yan Chen never stayed with him overnight. Seeing him fall asleep, he pulled off his robe and draped it over his shoulders to leave.
But as soon as he got out of bed and before he took a step, he felt a little strange.
Turning his head, jealous Emperor Zun saw a scene that made him slightly stunned.
Already very tired, the little orc who slept very deeply reached out and clenched the hem of his clothes.
This is not because he felt that he was about to leave, but before he went to sleep, he carefully wrapped the slippery cloth in the palm of his hand, and held it tightly like a treasure that cannot be let go. .
Yan Chen Zi's eyes flickered slightly, and the smile that most often hung on the corner of his mouth disappeared. He bent down and tried to break the little orc's hand.
But the little guy stubbornly held on tighter.
"Xiaoyun?" Yan Chen called to him softly.
As if in a dream, the little orc said in a daze: "Don't leave me, uncle, don't leave me..."
Yan Chen's pupils shrank sharply, and there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
All night, Chu Muyun did not loosen the hem of Yan Chen's clothes, and Yan Chen did not leave the room.
But he never fell asleep, but sat beside the bed and waited until dawn and when Chu Muyun woke up.
Chu Muyun: "00, what is the status of Yan Chen's avatar?"
Zero: "It's all grey."
Chu Muyun was not surprised.
Opening his eyes, the little orc saw the people around him, and a surprise flashed in his eyes: "Uncle Yan Chen!"
A sleepless night has no effect on the jealous emperor. He smiled at the little orc: "Did you sleep well?"
The little orc was very happy and nodded again and again: "Very good."
Yan Chen approached him, his eyes were like violets, deep and shallow, and extra moving: "Pack up, I'll take you to meet someone."
The little orc did not suspect him, and excitedly got out of bed to take a shower and wash.
On the appointed day, laziness comes very punctually.
Holding Chu Muyun's hand, Yan Chen walked through the large plum blossom forest together, stepped on the frost and snow, walked across the beautiful sea of petals, and with a cool wind, approached the main hall of Zhaomei Palace.
After a few months of absence, the lazy emperor was as usual. He stepped down from the seat, his silver hair was falling, smooth and graceful like a waterfall, and his pupils were very light, like a calm pool of water, which would never be able to stir up the slightest waves. , He was dressed in a silver-gray robe, and although his appearance was extremely prosperous, his complexion was morbidly pale. His whole person is extremely pale, but there is only a light blue gem around his waist, a very beautiful color, like the sky washed with water, very bright.
Chu Muyun frowned extremely lightly, and it was fleeting.
Jun Mo's eyes stayed on him, looked at him for a while and said, "I'll pick him up."
Yan Chen still didn't speak, and suddenly a black mist appeared out of thin air. In the huge palace, Zhang Yang's red hair rose like a ribbon, and then slowly fell.
A man in a pure black robe stood in the hall. He was tall and tall, with handsome facial features, and the color in his red eyes was extremely bright. Along with the slightly raised corners of his eyes, he brought out an indescribable unrestrainedness and wantonness.
Ling Xuan opened his mouth with a calm tone, but his words were extremely overbearing: "He belongs to me."
Jun Mo turned his head, and his silver eyes locked him.
Ling Xuan looked at him.
Lazy: "I'll give you what you want."
Anger: "I don't need it anymore."
Jun Mo squinted his eyes: "Do you want to go back on it?"
Ling Xuan laughed arrogantly: "Yes, I regret it."