The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 273

The tender green branches hang down to the surface of the water, causing circles of ripples. Sui Ling leans sideways, supports her head with one hand, and lazily fiddles with the clear spring water.

The delicate and vivid classical sculptures stand on both sides of the spring water, under the interlacing of light and shadow, it looks like a hazy dream like an oil painting.

White doves surrounded the girl, quietly pecking at the corn she occasionally dropped.

"Lord God!"

The young man is dressed in red, flamboyant and gentle, like the unrestrained spring, and his every move is captivating.

100 years is enough to make the insecure child grow tall, tall, noble and gentle.

The young man embraced Sui Ling, and the light and elegant fragrance of grass and trees scattered in his breath, Sui Ling was not surprised.

He loved hugging himself since he was a child.

After so many years, Sui Ling got used to it and didn't reject it.

Seeing that the boy had to bend down to hug her comfortably, Sui Ling patted his head, "Have you grown taller again?"

"is it?"

Shi Ming blinked his eyes, that once immature face became more refined and meaningful, the indelible warmth was like the moonlight gathered between his brows, it would not make people feel cold and alienated.

"Maybe he's grown taller."

"Tsk." Sui Ling gave him her hand and pushed him away, "Holding him is not as comfortable as before."

It used to be soft and small, hugging it was no different from hugging a soft pillow.

There was nothing in his arms, Shi Ming was a little bit reluctant, but he didn't exceed the rules, and sat obediently beside Sui Ling.

"What is Lord Shenming doing in Ouxing?" Shi Ming pinched his fingers, and asked inadvertently.

"Look for a teacher to explain the dust." Sui Ling said casually, without any meaning of explanation.

"Here we come." Sui Ling caught a glimpse of the pitiful snow-white figure, got up, and walked slowly towards Shi Shuchen.

"Master Shenming." Shi Shuchen bowed, and there was a moonlight smile in his compassionate and gentle eyes, "Heaven told you to come, what is the so-called?"

Sui Ling turned her palm upwards, and a crystal clear ice box appeared in her palm.

Sui Ling opened the ice box, and a strong cold air spread to the surrounding, bitingly cold, like winter.

Sui Ling handed the ice box forward, not wanting to talk much.

Shi Shuchen raised his hands politely, and as soon as he touched the ice box, the cold frost condensed on his fingertips, and the crystal clear blue and white even climbed up quickly, freezing the meridians.

Sui Ling removed the ice box in an instant, grabbed Shi Shuchen's wrist, and melted the frost with warm divine power.

Shi Ming looked at Shi Shuchen standing in Suiling from a distance, he saw the young man's gentle smile with downcast eyes, and saw the young girl frowning slightly and pulling the young man's wrist, he didn't know if it was distressed or something else...

What a perfect match.

So good that he finds it dazzling.

Shi Ming felt that it was difficult to breathe, and a dense soreness exploded in his heart.

He didn't know what kind of emotion it was.

He just felt that this almost crazy emotion was entangled and soaring in his heart, faintly swallowing his reason.

But he has no reason at all, and he has no identity to stop it.

Shi Ming's hand moved back and touched the spring water, the clear and slightly cold spring water prevented him from making outrageous movements.

The girl looked up at Shi Shuchen with the light reflected in her eyes, the glow danced around her cheeks, the light and shadow intertwined, holy and beautiful.

Crazy and unknown source of jealousy entangled Shi Ming's heart like a vine, and his face gradually turned pale.

Shi Ming almost fled away, and the pigeon standing on the ground pecking at the corn kernels was frightened by his actions and flew around.

Sui Ling didn't pay attention to Shi Ming's movements, and took a few glances at Shi Shuchen's wrist.

Feeling that Frost didn't do him any harm, Sui Ling let go expressionlessly.

"This bead is so powerful?" Sui Ling looked at Shi Shuchen coldly, "Or are you too weak?"

Shi Shuchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "This is a cold bead tempered under the polar night glacier, and only you and Tiandao can resist it, and everyone else will suffer some damage."

Shi Shuchen put on special white gloves, and acted politely as a gentleman, "Give it to me, my lord."

Sui Ling didn't care what Shi Shuchen wanted to do, so she casually threw the ice box to him.

After the task was completed, Sui Ling turned around and planned to bring Shi Ming to Yuanhai, but found that the boy was not where he was.

Ok?
The little guy didn't wait for her?

A pigeon flew to Shi Shuchen's shoulder, complaining about his sufferings, and wanted to say a lot of complaints, but Shi Shuchen only picked a few words to summarize.

"It said that Shiming just left, and when he left, his complexion was not very good, and his actions were reckless and flustered." Shi Shuchen frowned, and worry appeared in his compassionate eyes, "Could it be that he was sick?"

I got sick?
Wasn't it just fine?

so weak.

But he really wasn't strong enough.

Sui Ling put her thumb on the phalanx of her index finger, knocked a few times, waved to Shi Shuchen to bid farewell, and disappeared in the church in an instant.

The deep sea was still bare, and the tide rolled upwards with white spray, and the fine sand rippled along with it.

Shi Ming sat on the fine sand with drooping expression, his palms turned red, but he didn't seem to feel it.

Wo Xi grinned beside her, rubbing against Shi Ming, trying to get his attention.

Shi Ming's face was still pale, he glanced at him lightly, then looked away, not wanting to speak.

Wo Xi was so anxious that he twisted himself into a ball ferociously, seeing that Shiming still ignored him, flicked his tail, and dived into the abyss in a noble and glamorous manner.

The girl appeared behind Shi Ming, her slender white fingers touched Shi Ming's forehead.

When the slightly cool touch touched his forehead, Shi Ming's heart tightened.

"It's not hot." Sui Ling bent slightly, looked down at Shi Ming, the distance between the two was not close, but not far.

The familiar and lingering breath made Shi Ming's heart beat uncontrollably, but it also made him feel even more desperate.

"Are you sick?" Sui Ling looked at Shi Ming's pale face, and traced her fingertips along her forehead to her cheeks.

The slight touch of fingertips on the cheeks was like a tiny current, Shi Ming's fingertips clenched tightly, and finally leaned back.

Seeing the young man avoiding her touch, Sui Ling raised her eyebrows and stood up slowly.

"I...I'm fine." Shi Ming muttered a few times, feeling a little hoarse.

Such an abnormal appearance.

Sui Ling obviously didn't believe it.

Sui Ling looked down at Shi Ming, and repeated with little patience: "Are you all right?"

The girl stood against the light, dazzling, Shi Ming no longer had the courage to look at it, so she lowered her head and answered, "Yeah."

The little guy didn't tell himself, and Sui Ling wasn't interested in meddling, so she glanced at him once or twice, then turned and walked towards the wicker chair.

Shi Ming couldn't help but raise his head until only the sound of wind and waves remained in his ears. He almost greedily looked at the girl who closed her eyes among the intertwined vines, but he didn't dare to go beyond the rules.

Shi Ming didn't know when her emotions turned sour, perhaps in her embrace at a certain moment, or perhaps in the divine power intertwined with her soul when she enlightened herself.

But he knew cruelly and clearly that the girl had no other love for him.

That extravagant emotion came over again and again, fermenting in his heart into a look of disgust but craving.

But reason told Shiming that if he really did that, he might never be able to see Lord Shenming again.

He should let go.

He wants to stay by Suiling's side forever, even... even in her eyes, he is just a "little pet" raised in his spare time.

He is willing.

(End of this chapter)