God's Palette

"That's not true, I promise." The God of Soap Bubble's tone suddenly became more serious, "I still know how to respect people, and, besides, you have done things well for me... As for the color that wants to be mischievous and do something bad? That doesn't seem like a bad thing for you either."

Xia Xun clenched his fists and beat the quilt. Sure enough, the overflow of color was not an accident.As expected of the lost color of the God of Soap Bubbles, his personality and style are as bad as this guy himself... But... I have to say, this is quite happy... No, no, no, I can't be happy... But why can't I be happy?Xia Xun's mental activities were extremely contradictory.

She lay back on the bed again, looking up at the God of Soap Bubbles that purposely floated above her field of vision.

"What about the next color?" she asked.

"do not know."

"Well... there will always be."

The God of Soap Bubbles turned to ask: "What about you?" There was no teasing in its tone, "What kind of life do you want to choose? To be the daughter of a wealthy family, eat lazy food, and be surrounded by dogs, and just spend the rest of your life like this?"

"...It's really tempting."

"Or, stay with her?"

The god of soap bubbles rarely gave the second option. If it was the past, it would directly use force or abduction to make Xia Xun act as the heroine according to the cliché script she prepared.But today, it seems to have something else going on.

Xia Xun narrowed his eyes and stared at it, trying to decipher something from the boring black and white, but as usual, he found nothing.Dealing with this difficult god is always like this, I don't know what surprises it has prepared.

"I don't plan to go back to Xia's house." Xia Xun said.

"Isn't it good to be a wealthy daughter?"

"Okay, it's good..." She didn't deny it, but praised it, "It's good to be carefree, not worry about anything, and live a comfortable life like this. Thank you... But that Xia family, yes To me, there is no sense of reality, just like you, it is a bubble that will burst when you poke it."

"Hey, that means staying with the holder of Zhanlan?" The God of Soap Bubbles said with a smile.

"No, I just want freedom." Xia Xun denied it, "Apart from the transaction with you... besides the sole mission of helping you collect colors, I just want unfettered freedom."

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(I was afraid of being sprayed because of the broken update. Recently, I didn’t have the courage to open Shuke. I came to post an update and saw that the title of the book has actually changed. I really don’t even know it myself...

The editor said that the contract editor would ask me to send the contract, and until now there is no sign of it...

and also--

Moon Crow is back.

And, don't leave. )

Chapter 253: The Sea and the Words

The dialogue with God is not so sacred and cannot be disturbed.

"Boom boom boom——"

At least, if someone knocks on the door, the conversation will be temporarily interrupted.

Xia Xun patted his face, trying to wake himself up.But before she knew it, she recalled how many mouths had been eaten on her little soft cheek last night... and the instigator must be the guy knocking on the door.

What is she knocking on the door for?

Thinking of the possibility behind it, Xia Xun subconsciously shrank his body and wrapped himself in a quilt, but felt that this was a bit shameful... However, Mian Yu, who was driven by courage last night, really Very fierce... That girl who was crying over a box of takeaway must have grown up.

In every sense, I have grown...

"Ugh."

Xia Xun himself has also grown, although in a subtle way.Thinking of this, she raised her head and looked up, intending to communicate with Soap Bubble—but the guy had disappeared, and she seemed quite interested.

The God of Soap Bubbles unilaterally ended the conversation, leaving the time and silence to Xia Xun, or——to Xia Xun and the girl who knocked on the door.

"Xia Xun." Through the door, an indistinct voice came in again.

"Um……"

"I...I want...I want to come in."

Xia Xun tried to calm down, this was the first conversation they had since last night, it was full of bluntness and embarrassment, but it had to be said that behind it were two equally throbbing hearts.She tapped her thigh, trying to dislodge this spontaneous girlishness, but it didn't quite work...

"Xia Xun?"

"What do you want to come in for..."

"Want sleep."

There were only the two of them in the huge villa, and even though seagulls passed by the window from time to time, Mian Yu's shy voice was still very clear.And this tugged Xia Xun's heartstrings - because the last second, she was still struggling with the shy girl mentality in her heart.

But now, she felt that her chance had come.

She has to prove that she is not the little girl who let her sleep with her flesh and blood last night, but a tough guy.

Braving himself up, Xia Xun stood up, walked with a crab-like domineering gait, and opened the door for his boss outside.The little girl is right outside the door. Even though there are famous paintings worth millions hanging in the corridor, compared with the living girl, she is just a dead thing painted on paint and paper, full of boringness.

She was wearing aqua blue pajamas, barefoot as always.

The long black hair that has been raised for a long time is scattered around her body in a mess.

She rubbed her eyes with her hands, and the pupils that had been dimmed by sleepiness and love revealed the luster of happiness.

"Hey...Xunmei." She smiled shyly, then whispered in a less confident voice, "My Xunmei."