Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

The god is back.

She rushed to the door of Jiang Wanning's room as fast as she could and couldn't wait to open the door.

The moment the door opened, the tall figure in front of the window turned back.

The brilliance of the bright sunshine outlined the man's beautiful figure. His black hair was like ink, and his snow-like skin seemed to blend into it under the light. He smiled slightly at the girl at the door.

There was no emotion in his pale eyes, and his pure white ancient clothes made him look more like a statue on the altar.

I saw the eyes of the statue glance over, and his tone was still gentle and gentle, as distant as the breeze. He opened his lips lightly and said: "Come here, Aning."

Aning was stunned at the door for a while. When she heard the sound, she walked straight in, but stopped before the distance between the two of them was less than half a meter, but she never took her eyes away from him.

"Where have you been?" The girl stared at him, her tone seemed a little dissatisfied, as if questioning her husband who had not returned from home.

Si Yan curled his thin lips and took two steps forward. A pale hand stretched out from the white cuff, and his warm fingertips gently clung to the girl's little hand.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at her, with a gentle voice: "I have always been by Aning's side."

After hearing this, the girl raised her eyes and looked at him, with a look that said "you think I'm blind" and hummed: "Although I'm just an ordinary human being, my eyes are not blind."

If you want to make an excuse, can't you use something that will convince her?

"It's my fault for making Aning angry." Si Yan raised his hand and gently tucked the girl's hair behind her ears. His voice was gentle and soft, and there was something subtle about it.

"Can't you tell me where you went?" Aning pursed her lips, paused, lowered her head and whispered, "I'll be worried."

Even though she knew he was a god and knew that he had no taboos, his sudden disappearance would make her inexplicably uneasy.

Si Yan lowered his eyes to stare at the girl, and there was a trace of darkness in his eyes. It was hidden by him for just a moment, and Aning missed it.

The sunlight refracted through the window lattice quietly changed its angle, and the remaining light just happened to catch the tips of the god's hair. The long black hair seemed to be dyed with gold powder, shining brightly.

He gently placed his hand on her head, caressing her like a rare treasure, and finally slowly opened his lips, with a hint of melancholy in his tone.

"Aning is the person I cherish most. I will always be with you, like the wind."

The emotions that had been brewing were instantly broken by his words. Aning looked up, grabbed his hand and put it on his face. The light in his dark pupils gradually dimmed and slowly turned into a soft mist.

Warm breath swept over the god's face, and the two were only a fist away from each other for intimate contact. She muttered: "This is what you said. The words spoken by the god are like the rain that has fallen. You can never take them back." Go?"

"Gods never lie." Si Yan smiled as he promised.

Aning nodded and continued: "By the way, the old man who put a spell on me to absorb your power is coming. I don't know what kind of messy spells he will bring this time. I'm afraid he will know you are here. They will attack you, so now you have to stay in the room and leave the rest to me."

Aning took off the hand that was touching her face and raised her eyes to stare at the beautiful god. She suddenly remembered his painful sigh because of the spell on the mountain.

She couldn't bear to see him hurt a second time.

"Hmm...? He can't do anything to me, An Ning, don't worry." After hearing these words, Si Yan's lips curved nicely, with a faint smile hidden in his light eyes, and he agreed in a gentle tone. she said.

An Ning didn't believe it. She had heard the painful moan with her own ears. She was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

"We can't help but worry. That old man still has two skills. Didn't he trick you last time? If he knew you were here, he might want to do something bad again."

As she spoke, she lifted her feet, kissed the god's pink lips, and tasted it briefly.

Ah Jing stared at him quietly, with the look of a god in her eyes. She said seriously, "Si Yan, you are a god. I know you are not afraid, but I am." Afraid of your pain, afraid of your absence.

She now seriously suspected that Si Yan's sudden disappearance had something to do with that veteran.

Seeing the girl express her worries again, Si Yan stared at her quietly, his face always calm and gentle, but if you look closely, you can find some subtle changes in his expression.

Distant and obscure.

The god's heart gradually became sad.

He raised his hand and gently scratched the tip of her nose, and spoke in a slightly brisk tone for the first time: "I know, I'll stay in the room."

After speaking, he lowered his head and kissed his young wife's forehead, his pale face as clear as a young man's, "Don't be afraid, the gods are more powerful than you think."

Aning nodded, and the bad emotions in her body immediately disappeared. She hugged Si Yan tightly, rubbed her cheek against his chest, and then said in a low voice:

"You have to promise me that you will always be with me, you know?"

"I will." He said softly.