Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 828 Raising the Vampire Lord (31)

The next morning, it was still daylight.

The little boy opened his eyes in He You's arms, he was a little dazed when he looked at his white and tender hands, and then frowned.

He moved slightly, trying to get out of He You's arms, but just as he raised his hand, He You woke up.

She fished the little boy into her arms, and rubbed the boy's soft cheek.

"Wake up so early."

The little boy's whole body was held in her arms, such a novel feeling made him a little stiff, and he remained silent.

He felt something was wrong again, and opened his eyes.

The little boy was hugged by her, and he was still half-upright with difficulty, trying to maintain his "dignity", with his delicate eyebrows slightly drooping.

He froze again, tilting his head.

"Congratulations?"

Zhu Jing nodded silently.

He rolled his eyes again: "Why do you come out at such a good time every time?"

Zhu Jing: ...

He also wanted to know.

The young boy pursed his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.

His voice is low, light and gentle.

"I want to change back."

The appearance of the child is too strange, of course, to be precise, the feeling of being hugged by her like this is too strange.

He hugged him tighter again: "No, isn't that good?"

How rare.

Zhu Jing was hugged tightly by her. He was small and weak, so he couldn't break free at all.

The little boy bulged his cheeks, silently gave up struggling, and nestled in He You's arms obediently.

Zhu Jing pursed his lips, gently rubbed against the girl's soft embrace, and slightly bent his lower lip.

It still feels good to be hugged by her, the boy squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

He rubbed his frizzy short hair again: "Zhu Jing, I seem to have dreamed of you just now."

In the dream, the young man's figure was light, and even his eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the mist, but He You could feel the warm and soft hand that he was holding her.

She heard her own voice.

The girl squatted on the ground, weeping aggrievedly.

"Am I going to die, oh no, I'm already dead, but I feel like I'm going to die again."

She stayed here in the form of a soul, and the longer she stayed, the weaker she became, as if she could foresee her complete disappearance.

The boy who took her in had already told her that she was a backward A Piao who had lost the chance to reincarnate.

Then what will happen to her.

Thinking about her life, she was quite a failure. She had no sense of existence when she was alive, and she couldn't even keep up with the team when she was reincarnated.

The girl was terribly wronged, but after crying for a while, she wiped away her tears on her own, and sighed vaguely.

"It feels good to cry."

She raised her face and smiled, and in front of her was a young man with cold eyebrows.

"Why don't you comfort me?"

Where did this fairy come from, cold and indifferent, not eating the fireworks of the world.

There were still tears on the girl's face, but her smile was bright, and there was a faint light in her eyes.

She loves to laugh, and she looks very pretty when she smiles.

Zhu Jing pursed his lips, his cold and delicate eyebrows were shrouded in mist, blurring his outline.

The young man's voice was very soft, filled with traces of coldness.

"You're not going to disappear."

It doesn't matter if you lose your luck, Zhu Jing can give her his.

But at that time, He didn't believe it, and she couldn't believe it. She just bent her eyes, her eyebrows were bright and delicate.

"It doesn't matter if it disappears, it seems to be fine once it's over."

It's a pity that this dewy relationship.

Unexpectedly, the time of her best luck was after her death.

He suddenly looked up at him again, smiling coquettishly.

"Can you help me up?"

The cold young man was still silent, but he stretched out his hand to her without hesitation.

He put her hand on it again, but she didn't use her strength to stand up, but directly crashed into the boy's arms.

His lips bumped against the young man's, and Zhu Jing paused in a daze.

He touched his lips again, sighing.

"I didn't feel anything, and it didn't hurt to hit it so hard."

She didn't feel anything, but the cold young man blushed in an instant, and his lips were cut a small hole by his teeth.

Zhu Jing blinked blankly, only to realize that his voice was very hoarse when he spoke.

"you you……"

I just don't know what to say.

He smiled again and slipped away: "I just bumped into it by accident."

The young man who was left in place licked his lips, and slowly bent the corners of his lips.

This is the memory that He You once had, and now it is displayed in front of her again.

He hugged the young boy in his arms tightly again, and sighed slightly.

"You helped me, right?"

Instead of dissipating, she became the patron saint of the interface, all of which Zhu Jing helped her.

And how much did Zhu Jing pay for helping her?

Zhu Jing lowered his eyes slightly, clutching He You's sleeves with his fingertips, the young man's clear eyes flickered lightly, he pursed his lips, and his voice was very soft.

"I voluntarily."

So don't feel bad, don't feel that you owe him something.

Zhu Jing drifted in the small world for a long time, until he met this girl and finally wanted to stay, finally got emotional.

He wanted to keep her, wanted to love her well.

Zhu Jingqian bent her lips slightly, her smile was shallow and desolate, like a handful of clear springs that had existed for thousands of years on top of the snow.

His voice was soft, slow and firm.

"Again, I love you very much."

All the love words in this world can't compare to a young man's gentle smile.

The god who walked alone in the world finally met a girl who made him willing to stop, and finally had love in his heart.

He looked at him quietly for a while again, the young man's smile was soft and shallow, his brows were innocent.

She bent her lips, but her long eyelashes were instantly moist, and big tears poured out.

Probably, He You didn't expect at that time that the "dewy love" she thought could blossom and bear fruit now.

The girl who was rushing in the crowd finally bumped into the boy's arms, and was hugged firmly.

Zhu Jing panicked for a moment, and wanted to raise his hand to wipe He You's tears, but a familiar feeling came from his fingertips trembling slightly.

The boy closed his eyes, weak and flustered.

He couldn't coax this soft, crying little girl anymore.

Warm fingertips gently wiped away the teardrops on his chin, An Qiel hugged the girl into his arms, and sighed lightly.

"Why are you crying?"

He tugged at his sleeve again, the more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and the more he wanted to cry.

She couldn't tell what emotion was in her heart, like the joy after getting what she wanted, or the panic of worrying about gains and losses, her mood was complicated and hard to describe.

An Qiel had no choice but to pat her on the back and coax her softly.

"The swing you want has been set up, shall we try it today?"

He slightly bent his lower lip: "When winter comes, I'll take you to the mountains to see the snow, okay?"

Wo buried in his arms again, sobbing and responding.

"it is good."

They want to go on the swing together, go to see the snow together, they still have a lot of things to do together.

(End of this chapter)