Quickly disassemble cp: male god please do not flirt

Chapter 135: The Story of the Female House (39)

A small shop selling embroidered handkerchiefs finally opened, and it has been open for more than forty years.

For 40 years, the two slept in each other's embrace every day, but they never had intercourse. After all, Mingyou's body was only remodeled and unable to have intercourse.The two lived their lives in peace.

An Qing is aging slowly, and so is Mingyou's body, but An Qing can't hide her oldness on the way, but Mingyou is still energetic.

In fact, he is still the Pluto who has ignored the cruelty of the years.

Similarly, for Mingyou, he can only watch An Qing grow old day by day, and his body is getting worse day by day.

When all the dust settled, An Qing fell asleep on a spring day and never woke up again.

Sitting on the head of the bed quietly, with gray hair and wrinkled face, holding An Qing's hand that had gradually turned cold, her body temperature also slowly dropped.

When she raised her head again, she had already shed that layer of mortal body, carried An Qing to the Zhuxian Terrace in the Immortal Realm, and jumped down without any hesitation.

After An Qing's death, there really was no soul leaving the body, even if she used her aura to probe the body, she couldn't find any trace of the soul.Mingyou already knew that An Qing left completely.

It's not impossible for him to prolong An Qing's lifespan. If he can, he can even seek the relics from the Western Heaven and shape a golden body for An Qing.

It's just... In An Qing's warm eyes that day, he realized that she only wanted to live a peaceful and happy life with him.What's more, in the subconscious, there is always a voice warning me not to force her to stay in this world.

So, in the end, An Qing completely closed her eyes, and Ming You was ready to jump off the Immortal Slashing Platform together.

He knew that in his next life, he would find this woman again and love her for the rest of his life.

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[Entering the mission world - the actor's little wife. 】

"Sister Yue, let me try a play? Please~ How about I go to your room to find you at night?"

An Qing rubbed her aching temples, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a cute-looking man about 20 years old holding her arm, shaking her, his mouth pursed, his brows were flattering and flattering.

"I'll talk about it later, I have a headache right now, and I want to rest for a while." The exhaustion of her body almost overwhelmed An Qing, and she really didn't know what kind of willpower the original body was relying on to persevere.

"Okay, Sister Yue, you must think about me. If you miss me later, call me~" Although there was a trace of resentment in her eyes, her expression was still full of cuteness, and she stuck out her little tongue. A smart and well-behaved look.

An Qing didn't care about what this person was thinking, she just wanted to find a bed and sleep well.

However, it is obviously not possible to do so.A man in formal work attire walked up to An Qing with a sneer on his face.

"Fengyue, I didn't expect you to be so hungry/thirsty, even the artists under him, let's go, the president calls you."

Hunger/thirst, what did the original body do to be judged like this?What a big head.

It's just that there can't be any slack expression on his face. He can only walk behind the man with a straight face. He should have just come out of the president's office. It's always right for her to walk there.

These people are obviously waiting to see their own jokes, so how can they make their wishes come true?
There is an elevator in front of it. Fortunately, the president's office is on the upper floor. Otherwise, it would be very tiring to find one floor after another.

"Fengyue, I thought you were a person who knew the importance, but I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen."

(End of this chapter)