Quickly wear: My little husband is pampered and arrogant

"This is your thing. If you give it to me, it will definitely be of no benefit to you." He became more and more anxious as he spoke, "Take it back quickly. I really don't want it. It's so important to you. Why would you give it to me?"

Shang Xu held his wrist and roughly explained to him the role of the godhead on his body, and also explained to him the previous environment of virtual confusion.

Qinghe understood, but his worry did not lessen, "Then...sister, your body..."

Shang Xu said: "It has no impact."

Qinghe gradually became silent, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he asked softly: "Sister, at that time, there is actually no need to save me. It would be good to kill me. Is it worth wasting half of the godhead? "

Shang Xu asked him, "Why isn't it worth it?"

"Because..." Qinghe blinked sourly, "I am an unworthy thing. If I disappear, I will disappear. It's no big deal..."

Shang Xu interrupted him, "If I say it's worth it, it's worth it. Don't say such things. I'm upset when I hear that. You were pampered and raised by me. Anyone can say it's not worth it, but you can't."

"Then you..." Qinghe paused for a moment, his voice was small and weak, "Is it possible that you like me? Even a little bit is fine. I'm very satisfied."

Shang Xu's words were decisive and resolute, "No, it can only be my sister."

Qinghe's fingertips trembled, and his eyes turned slightly red, "Oh, I know."

Shang Xu could hear the discomfort, choking, and bitterness in his tone... all kinds of emotions were mixed together. She couldn't help but let go of his hand and put some distance between them, not even daring to look directly at him. His eyes, she was afraid of seeing his eyes that were always aggrieved but full of love...

"Qinghe, sister is not suitable for you."

"I've always known it, sister." Qinghe followed her, staring straight ahead, "After the Ceremony of Conferring Gods, I want to move out."

Shang Xu's tone was inexplicably colder, "Why? Didn't you agree to stay? Why did you move out?"

Qinghe smiled, "This way you can make yourself give up loving your sister. It's hard to control your love when you're always under the same roof."

"But even if I say this, my sister won't understand. After all, you have never liked anyone."

Shang Xu tightened her hands. The uncontrollable irritability suddenly emerged. She forced herself to calm down, "Okay, it's okay to move out. You have grown up."

Qinghe didn't speak anymore. The atmosphere between the two seemed to be unchanged, but in fact it was extremely strange.

Soon, they arrived at the place where the Gods Ceremony was held. It was a majestic and ancient palace, standing high among the clouds, with wisps of white mist lingering around it.

At that time, the nine main gods were already in place. Seeing them appear, they bowed respectfully and said in unison: "See the Lord Liwu and the Lord Qinghe."

Shang Xu asked them to get up, and then led Qinghe into the palace. Everyone was waiting outside. Not long after, a heavy bell rang.

Yuan Ci asked curiously: "Is this the beginning?"

Chu Yao nodded, a little unsure, "It should have started."

Jun Su said: "It's my first time to see the God Conferring Ceremony. What should I do if I'm a little nervous?"

"I know what to do." Yuan Ci took out the newly made biscuits and handed them to him, "Brother Junsu will feel less nervous after eating a little."

Chu Yao was the first to taste a piece, "Not bad, Xiao Yuanci's craftsmanship has improved again."

Yuan Ci lowered her head in shame, "Actually...it's...it's okay."

Jun Su rolled up his sleeves and said, "Since it's so delicious, I'll try a piece too."

"Okay." Yuan Ci rolled his eyes very happily. After he finished taking it, he handed it to others in turn until he handed it to Yu Zhi. Seeing that he ignored him, he asked again, "Yu Zhi Brother, do you want to eat?"

"Brother Yuzhi, what are you thinking about?"

"Can you hear me?"

Yuan Ci shook the biscuit and said, "Brother Yu Zhi?"

Yu Zhi suddenly pulled away from his thoughts and looked at Yun Ci. He took the biscuits and ate them. He asked with a smile: "How many biscuits are you going to make this day?"

Yuan Ci said: "It's not much, it's enough for all of you to taste it."