Lu Jiuque didn't know that Di Shifang didn't care at all, and was still thinking about how to take back Di Shifang's position as the Son of God.
Seeing her changing little face, Di Shifang smiled and poked her on the forehead: "What are you thinking about?"
Lu Jiuque had a fierce look on his face: "I'm thinking about how to regain your position as the Son of God."
Her big devil's things are only what he doesn't want, and no one can ever snatch them away!
Seeing her protective eyes, baring her teeth and waving her claws, she was so cute, Di Shifang felt so soft in his heart.
"That's not necessary."
"Gah?"
"I said it's not necessary."
Lu Jiuque blinked, with a puzzled look on his face: "Why?"
Di Shifang couldn't help but pecked her lips and pressed his forehead against hers.
The two people's eyes met, and the boy's smile was more beautiful than ever.
He said softly: "That healing place is not very safe, so it is no longer needed."
Because his only destination is where she is.
As long as she is there, Abi Purgatory will also be the pure land of Sanskrit.
There was deep affection in Di Shifang's eyes, like a vast sea, deep and far away. Lu Jiuque was shrouded in his gaze and almost drowned in these eyes.
Her heart was beating like a drum, and she was so noisy that she couldn't even listen to it.
"Dong dong dong—"
After a long time, Lu Jiuque, who had a blushing face, quickly pushed Di Shifang away, glared at him and said, "Really...really don't want this identity anymore?"
"Well." The young man said in an intoxicating voice, "In fact, except for the original master of the temple, no one else in the temple knows my identity. There is no need to attract more people's attention. This natural transition will be more good."
"The original temple master?"
"right."
"Then where is he now?"
"Well, guess what?"
Lu Jiuque: "..."
This nasty guy, she had no idea!
He stepped hard on Di Shifang's foot, causing Di Shifang to have a black line on his head. Why is this girl becoming more and more violent
Lu Jiuque took out the prepared meal and saw him standing there. He pursed his lips and smiled and said, "What are you looking at? Don't you want to eat?"
"eat… "
He whispered, but his eyes were locked on her face.
If possible, I really want to swallow this little thing in one gulp and eat her clean.
Lu Jiuque shivered inexplicably and quickly spread out the warm meals one by one.
Under the dim light, a warm and calm atmosphere slowly flowed around the two of them, making people inexplicably attached to and intoxicated.
That night, Lu Jiuque and Di Shifang did not continue to practice, but gently embraced each other and fell asleep.
Looking at her sleeping face, he gently brushed her cheek with his hand, held her tightly in his arms, and murmured: "Jiu'er, you must always...be by my side...always..."
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The next day, Lu Jiuque only felt that his bones were sore, as if he had been tied up with chains all night.
Lu Jiuque swung his arms and muttered: "Qi Gua is obviously for rest, so why is it more tiring than practicing?" Could it be that she has become a toiler
Di Shifang felt a little guilty. The little girl was too comfortable to wrap up, and he was reluctant to let go.
He coughed lightly, thoughtfully arranged her long hair and mysterious robe, and whispered: "If you are tired, do you want me to carry you away?"
Lu Jiuque's face turned red immediately, and he forgot about the soreness all over his body. He quickly shook his head and said, "No... I can do it by myself!"