Excellent Youth [Quick Transmigration]

Someone said that he would not beg for mercy, but in the end he still begged for mercy.

Chu Ci blinked his hazy eyes in a daze, through the tears, all the dim candlelight shattered in his eyes, making him unable to see clearly.

He unconsciously grasped Yaoguang's hand, and his voice was soft and soft: "...husband."

"..."

Yaoguang took a deep breath, bent down and kissed his butterfly bone, his voice was hoarse and hot, and there was a bit of pleading: "Brother, call again."

"Husband," Chu Ci yelled again and began to beg for mercy: "Husband is so powerful, please spare me once?"

"Okay." Yaoguang replied in a low voice: "You've already called me that, so there's nothing I can't promise you."

After it was over, Yaoguang picked up Chu Ci, took a shower, hugged him back again, and fell asleep hugging each other.

Chuci's long hair was wet with moisture, and Yaoguang held him in his arms, tidying up the strands one by one, and the sun god fire pressed down to the point of imperceptibility, carefully drying the moisture.

"Yaoguang," Chu Ci was very sleepy, but the drowsiness was washed away by the bath just now, and he could barely stay awake.He complained vaguely: "Sleepy..."

"Sleep, brother." Yaoguang replied, "I'm watching you."

"It's too hot...can you make it cold?"

"..."

Yaoguang took down the quaint illusion, set the air conditioner to zero degrees far beyond the lowest temperature, and was satisfied to see that Chu Ci no longer said it was hot, but hid himself in his arms.

The Golden Crow obviously does not have the cooling effect, but thanks to modern technology.

I don't know which evening it was, the afterglow of the setting sun was unrestrained, covering the sky and covering the sky, dyeing the whole city with a layer of orange glow.

Chu Ci opened the curtains and looked out: "Go out for a walk later?"

The ends of his eyes were still red, and when he looked over so casually, even the most beautiful sunset was eclipsed.

Yaoguang didn't want to go out, the vacancy of 3000 years couldn't be filled no matter what, he wished he could melt with Chuci every moment.

But thinking of the absurdity of the past few days, he still reluctantly replied: "Okay."

As soon as Chu Ci heard his tone, he knew what he was thinking, walked over and grabbed his face: "It's so reluctant to return, what are you worried about, I won't run away."

"I don't want others to see you." Yaoguang looked at him firmly, with unconscious aggrieved eyes: "I don't want to be separated from you even for a minute."

"..." Chu Ci laughed helplessly: "Do you want to hold hands?"

"Yes." Fluctlight replied very simply this time.

Chu Ci didn't give Yaoguang a second chance to refuse, and directly took him by the hand and went out the door.

They live in the downtown area, downstairs is the most prosperous pedestrian street in the city, the sky is not completely dark, colorful neon lights are already vying to flicker.

Chu Ci didn't hide it, and he didn't use the illusion of disguise. He only went out for 3 minutes, and he attracted countless eyes.

This kind of beauty really makes people yearn for it, but he is holding hands with others, repelling many people's eagerness to move, and looking at the person he is holding looks expensive, but the aura is too gloomy, which makes people uncomfortable Dare to move forward.

There were a lot of people secretly filming them, but very few dared to come forward to talk to them, and it was rare to maintain a cleanliness.

Yaoguang was not happy at first, but he was even more unhappy when he saw so many cameras quietly pointing at them. The young master who hadn't been out for many years burst into temper again. stop.

Chu Ci turned around and kissed Yaoguang on the face: "Good boy."

Yaoguang snorted softly and wagged his tail again. He leaned on Chu Ci's shoulder and asked stickily, "What are you buying, brother."

Chu Ci pointed to the sugar figurine booth in front of him, "I'll buy you a bird."

"..."

Chu Ci was still introducing to the old man who painted the sugar figurine solemnly: "What kind of bird does it look like? Well, it has a round belly, plump, short mouth, short claws, and short wings. It looks like it can't fly. .”

Fluctuate: "..."

The old man who drew the sugar figurine laughed. He didn't know that this young man who looked too beautiful was talking bad things about the person behind him, and he replied cheerfully: "Isn't this just a chick? I have raised many chickens before, and each one is exactly as you said."

Chu Ci seriously agreed: "Well, well, yes."

After hearing the pattern, the old man turned to sugar and drew a picture with confidence. After a while, a vivid chicken cub jumped on the board.

Yaoguang secretly pinched Chu Ci's lower back, and asked dangerously, "Chicken?"

"Aren't chickens cute?" Chu Ci lowered his voice, and said righteously: "Little God, you are the god in charge of the sun, how can you be racially discriminated against?"

This abominable monster's skill of turning black and white has also advanced with the times!

"It's cute," Shaking Eye blinked, and replied, "Then you have to hug me to sleep every night because I'm so cute."

Fortunately, Fluctlight is not without growth, he is now very good at seeking benefits for himself.

After talking a few words, the old man finished drawing the bird and held the wooden stick lightly. The candy bird fell off the stone slab. The old man handed the candy bird to them and said: "The drawing is finished, here, take it early Go home, it’s hot, it’s easy to melt, and if it melts, the children will be sad when they see it.”

Chuci bought the sugar man, using the classic and timeless excuse of "the children at home want it", that's why the old man added this sentence.

He took it over, thanked him, then turned his head and handed it to Yaoguang: "Do you like it, kid?"

"Ugly." Louguang's voice was so low that the old man couldn't hear it, but he said it was ugly, but he still put the chubby sugar bird away in his hand.

He calculated it carefully, and it seemed that this was the first gift Chu Ci gave him... No, it can't be counted, the more he counted, the more he felt that he was really miserable.

The modern night market is tens of thousands of times more lively than before. The two of them walked all the way, and the sky darkened unknowingly, but the lights of the city were brighter, and they would not be distracted by the heavy night.

At this time, more people came out to go shopping and relax, and Fluctlight no longer looked like a vicious dog protecting food, and gradually some people came to their side.

The so-called talent scouts refused all of them, including group photos and contact information. After rejecting several people in a row, a girl holding a camera suddenly asked, "Excuse me, can I take a photo of you two?"

She smiled and raised the camera in her hand: "You two are very beautiful, and you should be a couple, right?"

"Yes." Fluctlight did not refuse this time.

The girl is a photographer and loves to take pictures of beauties. These two people are so good that she will regret it for the rest of her life if she doesn't have the courage to ask a question, so she dared to come and ask, but fortunately she was not rejected.

She didn't need to pose specifically to take pictures, so Chu Ci continued to lazily lean on Yaoguang's shoulder without moving. It only took a few minutes before the girl said, "Okay."

She exported the photo and sent it to Yaoguang's mailbox. After sending it, she waved to the two of them and left happily.

She was so excited that she couldn't calm down, so she took out the photos she had just taken and took them out to look at them. The outlines of the row upon row of buildings in the city were deliberately blurred, and the neon lights flashed vaguely, as if coming from a distance. In the whole photo, only The two people who embraced each other clearly showed every detail. They carried an aura that isolated everyone. Even though their eyes did not meet, it still made people feel that they were staring at each other deeply.

The girl looked at it several times, whether it was the shattered light falling on the eyelashes of the beauty, or the restrained and possessive hand of another person who embraced him, the interweaving of light, shadow and darkness was just right and amazing.

"Grass," she couldn't help but said, "I can take such beautiful photos, I'm soaring."

After hearing this, Yaoguang will also agree.

He glanced at it, set the photo as a screen saver, put away his phone, and asked considerately, "Brother, where else do you want to go?"

"Let's think about it." Chu Ci frowned thoughtfully, "I always feel that I smell something that I hate very much..."

In the next second, he grabbed the arm of the fluttering light and appeared directly at the source of the annoying breath, but what he saw was not a familiar beard, but a completely unfamiliar face.

But with that nasty smell, there will never be another person.

Chu Ci raised his eyebrows suddenly, and he immediately understood who this was and why he had to disguise himself.

"Fortune-telling, fortune-telling, real fairy fortune-telling, false one pays ten, the real thing is innocent, come and have a look."

"..."

Fluctuating his eyes in horror, he really wanted to turn into a chicken on the spot, covering his fragile eyes and heart with his wings.

"Fortune-telling." Sitting in front of Qianyuan, Chu Ci said casually, "Then you can do the math for me."

"Hey, okay. You have to count—" Qianyuan didn't hear the hateful voice at first, and turned his head with a smile on his face, and met Chuci's face that had made him worry for thousands of years, and said something I got stuck and coughed for a long time before recovering: "Why are you? It doesn't count! It doesn't count! It doesn't matter how much money you give!"

"Give money?" Chu Ci rolled his eyes with a smile: "Why should I give you money, you think a lot. If you don't count for me, I will tell you about your propagandizing feudal superstition in the world."

Qianyuan's cough that had just recovered relapsed again shockingly. He stared wide-eyed and looked at Yaoguang: "Little God, how can you bear such a bad temper?"

"A Ci is very kind to me." Yaoguang replied innocently.

Qian Yuan was even more shocked. Was this monster treating him well?Is the fluctlight blind or is he blind?

"Why can't he bear it?" Chu Ci replied with a sincere and natural tone: "I am so good-looking, so he can't bear to be angry with me."

Yaoguang nodded: "Well, brother is right."

There is nothing wrong with this sentence, Chu Ci's beauty is his invincible weapon, how many times he wanted to bite him with hatred, but as soon as Chu Ci softened his eyes, he could not care about any hatred.

Beauty misleads people, and magic color misleads gods.

"..." Qian Yuan was speechless for a long time, cleared his throat, and asked nonchalantly, "Well... what do you want, let me help you see."

"Well," Chu Ci blinked, "Let's count it as marriage."

Marriage...

Qian Yuan held back again and again, and replied: "This... um... I've already done the calculation, so I don't need to do it again."

"Oh? What is it?"

"I watch the sky at night." Qian Yuan raised his head and looked at the starry sky that ordinary people can't see: "You are connected with the fate of Yaoguang, and it is an eternal fate."

He deliberately ignored some words, such as how inseparable the fate of the two of them is, and what happened to the lifeline of the two of them, if the fluttering light is the aurora, then he is the polar night. For a moment, it is the cycle of life and death that is inseparable even from heaven.

This is the fate he read a long time ago, when he was still in a deep sleep, and Yaoguang ran around the world to save him.Qian Yuan thought about nothing, so he made a fortune for the two of them.

From this hexagram, he knew why there is no emperor in the heavens, ordinary gods cannot bear the natural order of the heaven and earth, and Yaoguang is the emperor, so he violated the way of heaven, and the punishment from heaven would be even heavier.

But today, whether the emperor or not is not very important.

"Sounds good," Chu Ci stood up, "Let's go, goodbye."

Qian Yuan: "..."

The hour hand crossed twelve o'clock, and the amusement park ignited a grand fireworks on time.

Fireworks bloom and fall again and again, vaguely overlapping with the scene of the previous festive festivals full of lights.

Chu Ci sat on the roof of a tall building, the corner of his dark red clothes was blown up and down by the wind, he casually grabbed the glowing little demon hidden in the air, and let it go lightly.

He turned his head to look at Yaoguang, with a smile on his face: "The fate of eternal life, do you like it?"

"I like it," Fluctlight held out his hand to him, "I like you the most."

Chu Ci held his hand, but instead of standing up, he pulled the flutter down, and the two of them fell into the wind together.

Yaoguang Xixi intertwined with his fingers, and his clothes were blown together by the wind, just like them.

The fireworks burn out, and the night returns to silence.

"You are a treasure bestowed upon me by Heavenly Dao."

Yaoguang hugged him, and whispered to him amidst the howling wind.

You are a fallen god, and I am your devout believer; you are a high king, and I am your faithful servant; you are a warm rose, and I am the thorn that defends your beauty; you are the long wind of freedom , I am the wilderness that embraces you.

You turn all beings upside down.

You turn my life upside down.

The author has something to say: It’s over, thank you all, I just want to write this article to create a dreamy Mary Sue. I don’t know how you read it, but I write very well. I love the femme fatale Cibao and the little pitiful light. Chirp, I haven't written enough, I will expand this world when I have time in the future.

The next book is to open a dangerous bridge and bully you if you like you, poke the column for collection-3-The previous book is a blackened mad dog attack meme that I really want to write (I don’t believe I can’t write a blackened one) The reception is still the same as before Brother Shou's gentle and beautiful, straight, this has a knife.I like you, this is a simple campus cookie, the self-proclaimed fierce loves to act coquettishly, the little milk dog Gong X the beautiful and all-round student council president Shou, super sweet.

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