Interstellar cat guide

The Owl's fleet has been sailing for more than half a month, heading from the sea they are accustomed to to the depths where few people survive. Once they approach there, all (ordinary) compasses and compasses will fail.

It is worth mentioning that the closer the ship gets to the lost sea, the more frivolous and arrogant veteran pirates on board become more anxious. The wine they have searched in the simple wine cellar for many years has become their only tranquilizer. However, drinking too much alcohol is more likely to cause an imbalance in their abilities , which made Portos have to use tough measures to set the drinking standards for them.

During this time Casgar became an excellent helmsman, even occasionally taking over the position of Wild Hawkeye to steer the ship with precision.The pirates on the ship had great doubts about his origin, and regardless of his incomparable eloquence that he was able to get the steering wheel from the inventor Mu Weng, this erudite sea knowledge--geography, mathematics and even physics Knowledge is not an ability that a pirate can possess.In other words, if they had this ability, who would want to be a pirate?Even if you don't become a high-ranking official, you can always be respected as an intellectual.What's more... Casgar's blond hair is almost an ironclad proof of his identity.

However, Portus only upholds the principle of indifference to this point from beginning to end.He didn't care about the identity of this new recruit, even if he was a nobleman, it didn't matter to him.Potus always only said: "This is the sea. Even if you are king on land, everyone on the sea is the same. They will either be buried by the sea or stabbed to death by me. Who is it and what does it matter?"

The bard asked him if he ever doubted Casgar's loyalty, but now it seems that everything can be traced. Potus's conceit and arrogance make him care about nothing but what he wants, whether he is loyal or betrays him. It's all the same.

"Zhi Xiao will not die. The loyal ones will follow me, and the traitors will die eventually. Those who are left behind are not worth paying attention to."

In fact, with the deepening of the fleet, the sea has gradually become day and night, and the sky and waves tacitly present a thick black-blue color close to ink. It seems that the sun, moon, stars and dawn are all blocked by barriers. From time to time, a star and a half of shimmer can be revealed, which is even more psychedelic and magnificent when it falls on the ubiquitous mist.

For this reason, Portus had to give up the habit of drifting at sea and blowing whistle every night, not only because he could not tell when it was day and night, but also because of the danger.Just as a beast has a keen intuition for danger, he also has an innate vigilance for all unknown dangers.

And this voyage itself is extremely dangerous, since the fog began, they have faced countless battles.From strange beasts in the sea to invisible ghost soldiers, when there is no light, you can also meet a few ghost ships that appear and disappear.Portus thought that most of them were fantasies, most likely illusions produced by people who stayed in the dark for a long time, and more likely illusions produced by the fog, a gorgeous trick played on them.

But the fights are real.

Calculating carefully, this paragraph is only 10 minutes, and every minute and every second makes people reluctant to blink.The vast and dark sea area in the mist, the densely packed mighty fleet, the continuous strange phenomena, plus a dazzling red-haired boy, have great visual and auditory stimulation and enjoyment.

Perhaps because of the blessing of the phantom, Potus' gorgeous fighting figure is more heroic and handsome than when he was outside. The exquisite and majestic sword is like the dragon-slaying sword in the ancient book, and it even splits the darkness for a moment.The red hair makes the world that is only black in the lost sea area further eclipsed. He takes off lightly like an eagle, and hunts swiftly like a leopard.

Years of fighting have given him rich experience and extraordinary skills, and his outstanding talent has also cultivated his extraordinary alertness and reaction speed. Although the entire fleet has hundreds of people at least, and the camera keeps zooming out, people's eyes can only see him .This seems to be just a solo performance by Potus the owl. He sprinkled the blood of his prey, cut open the belly of the enemy, and cut the neck of the beast. At this moment, everyone believed that he was the god of death on the sea. Just feed on blood.

"God……"

The bard hid in the cabin, staring dumbfounded at this wonderful and cruel scene. The quill in his hand kept writing like a god, and the entire paper was filled in a short while.

Then when Potus also began to pant, Casgar quickly took care of several octopuses that were one person tall, and rushed to his captain. The two fought side by side. It was obviously the first time they cooperated but they had a good understanding.

"Captain, you are as charming as Death." Casgar participated in such a high-intensity battle for the first time, and the enemies he faced were not ordinary or even human. After finally eliminating a sea beast, he still gasped and praised. .

Potus squinted at him, noncommittal. Before Casgar could react, he suddenly turned around and jumped into the air. He raised his long knife, and the gleaming blade cut off the twisted monster's head in a split second.

The pirates behind him cheered and applauded.

"Shut up and patrol, and wipe the boat clean." Potus remained expressionless, and returned to the cabin with a cold order. The pirates fell silent instantly, and even the bearded man trembled and picked up the mop.

According to Casgar's calculations, it would take at least two months to reach their destination, and they had just traveled a quarter of the voyage, yet they faced thousands of enemies.

The long journey, endless enemies, even the weather-beaten pirates were exhausted, and their movements became more and more sluggish, which caused Portus to encounter several dangers, and Casgar rescued him no less than three times in time.

Potus was not good at thanking him, he just poured him an extra glass of wine every time he was rescued, but Casgar was also willing to do so.

"It's almost here." The blond man lay on the deck in a dim light, and he said softly when he heard footsteps behind him.

Portus snorted as a reply, the knife he never left his hand was still in his arms, the distance between the two was far away, but fortunately the crew members were resting, the sky and the earth were silent, even whispered words could be heard clearly .

"Who are you?" asked Portus.

"I thought you didn't care." Casgar's fingers twitched.

Half of Portus's face was immersed in the shadows, his expression was unpredictable, and his voice was steady: "To this day, I wish I didn't care. Pirates don't need friends, but you are trying to climb to this position, which is why I can't get it." I know your sincerity."

"You want me to swear allegiance to you?"

"Hahaha..." Potus chuckled a few times, sarcasm or relief but couldn't tell at all, "Only stupid priests believe in oaths. You just need to tell me whether what you said is true these days. "

Casgar remained motionless, fell silent for a few breaths, covered his face with one hand, and said affirmatively, "Of course, I promise. Legends, routes, gems, everything is true."

The storm that was brewing between the two was extinguished. Potus didn't know whether to believe it or not, but he seemed to have forgotten this episode long ago, and never mentioned it again, but focused on chasing the gem that symbolized power.

Until the last mile before reaching the destination, the legendary wizards finally emerge from the sea. They are the last battle and the strongest guardians.

The waves are churning, the thunder and lightning are like rain, and it looks like the end of the world.

The tyrant of the Sea of ​​Undead, the captain of the Owl, Potus stood at the bow of the ship holding a long knife carved with a flying owl. In front of him were thousands of wizards in robes and the tsunami rushing straight into the sky.

"Boss!" the pirates called to him in horror.

The back of Potus remained motionless, as if he had already ruled the sea, and everything should submit to him.

"Stand with peace of mind behind me!" He was as reckless as when everyone sang together in the opening title, pointing his sword at the sky, "Your life, I will end it!"

He is a mortal, but at this moment he is like a god.

He is only a young man, but at this moment he is like the father of all souls.

It was as if the sky was falling and he was holding it up.

This battle was earth-shattering, the entire sea area was stirred into a huge vortex by the storm, illusion and reality intertwined, blood was scattered all over, and Portus always stood at the forefront.

"Who is advancing!" he asked loudly.

The bloodied pirates behind him responded with a piercing voice: "The owl is advancing! Gold is a vessel, a head is a wreath, and blood is wine!"

"Destroy the ship! Bury in the sea and show us your desperation!"

"Revenge, loser! Your lowly heart finally beats on our plate!"

"Xiaosheng is advancing! Killing, killing, advancing, advancing! Yoho..."

Potus ruthlessly threw himself at a wizard, facing his cane stabbing towards the heart, and flung himself fearlessly, stabbing his chest with both hands holding the knife first: "Call my name!"

"Potus the Burning Owl! Creator of darkness and miracles! Driver of ghosts and lightning!"

Riding the wind and waves, splitting the storm, they fought for three full days along the way, drinking rainwater and eating flesh and blood, and fought fiercely for three days without sleep.

The main ship of the Xiaosheng led the group of ships to jump over the last layer of heavy rain. A little dawn just shone through the mist. The wind was calm and the steering wheel was bright red. Casgar had a bit of joy on his face: "It's here."

"It's finally here." An audience whispered, "It should be over soon."

She had been very excited before, and she was so nervous that her hands were intertwined, and she couldn't help but make a sound when she saw the finish line.

The companion also comforted after hearing the words: "The captain will definitely get the gem..."

Although they used the muffler, Mao Mi who was sitting in the back also heard something, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly, thinking, if you can get it...

only……

Not long after, there was an incredible sound of gasping.

The beautiful gemstone the size of a fist is being held in the hands of Potus as he wished. It is so beautiful that it is beyond imagination. It is bluer and more moist than the sea water, more holy and more magical than the sky. The flawless crystal shows its uniqueness. Just holding it like this makes people have the urge to dedicate everything to it.

"To have it, all you need is a drop of your blood," Casgar said.

Potus trusted the blond young man without saying a word, and dripped a drop of blood as he said. Sure enough, as soon as the blood melted, Potus felt endless power rushing through the gem. When it entered his body, he raised his finger casually, and a layer of sea waves rose up with him.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Portus laughed loudly, "I know, I will conquer all seas..."

Before he finished speaking, the last word seemed to be stuck in his throat, which made his complexion serious.

The bearded man asked strangely: "Boss, what's the matter?"

"What's the boat...how..." A young man yelled in panic, and saw that the sea water outside the boat was surging, but it was inexplicably decreasing, and the boat dropped to a water level in a short while.

Casgar had already boarded the Dark Flower Spike that came with him without anyone noticing, and he shouted from a distance: "Great captain, I have never told you that this gem can indeed give you the ability to control the ocean. , but it is also as greedy as all pirates. A drop of blood is just an appetizer, if you don't continue to breed, then the whole ocean will disappear."

"You traitor!"

"Shameless!"

"Liar! Full of lies!"

"Speak the truth, Viper!"

Casgar turned a deaf ear to it, and smiled gracefully: "I think the great Zhi Xiao knows that what I said is true."

"Ha." The sea water kept disappearing. Potus held the gemstone, and he smiled after a long time. His face was calm, and he didn't even have a trace of pain or disappointment. "Yes, I felt it."

"Boss! You..."

Portus stood on the prow where he was used to standing. His red eyes carefully looked at all the ships and pirates. He raised his long knife. Before falling down, he asked the question he had asked before. :"Who are you?"

Casgar's smile faded away, and he bowed deeply to Potus: "Casgar, the youngest son of Rand II, my name has always been true."

"I said that he and that Highness even have the same name!" The bearded man blew his beard and stared.

No amount of words would be superfluous. Regardless of the persuasion of his subordinates, Potus drove everyone to the fleet of the Dark Spike with his usual domineering. It was only when there was nothing behind him that the long knife fell slowly.

"I'm at the top, I'm in control."

"The souls of the dead under my sword will be repaid with my blood."

"The treasures in my ship are mortgaged with my bones."

"I came from the sea, and I will return to the sea."

The fleet did not listen to the shouts of the pirates who had already been in turmoil, and returned firmly. Through the fog, the last thing everyone saw was the flying blood, and there was a blood rain.From a distance, they stared dumbfounded at the inexplicable sinking of the Owl and countless ships, the night owl sounded one after another, and the black birds covering the sky and the sun seemed to be guided and flew over, circling in the sky.

And this long knife that had cut countless enemies pierced through his own chest, and the blood spurted thinly, and the hot blood sprayed high into the sky, and then fell into the sea with him.

The integrated gemstones were held tightly in his hands, gradually dissipating their color like life.

The sea monster, who had only heard singing before, swam towards him, and the blood-stained sea water was like a garden of roses.

The sea water rose again, the fog dissipated, and the lost sea area saw dawn again. Except for the distant fleet, everything seemed to have never happened. The calm sea buried the most glorious legends, and only dream-like memories were taken away.

Potus the Burning Owl, the tyrant of the sea of ​​undead, the legend among the centuries-old pirates, the brave man who has never been seen before, disappeared from now on, and together with the invincible fleet he fought with, slowly sank into the bottom of the sea, history is unknown.

Casgar calculated everything correctly. He calculated that Portus loved the ocean deeply, and he bet correctly on Portus' determination to protect the sea even if he would die.Without a single strike, he wiped out the most powerful pirates and solved the most difficult gems.

The young prince succeeded in inheriting the throne by virtue of this outstanding feat of killing two birds with one stone, and began his glorious life.

But after the bard left the lost sea, he left alone in a boat. No one knew where he was going, but no one heard his poems again.

In the deep night, a small boat drifted slowly on the sea, and the deep singing went away with the wind.

"I have seen the wings of death,

it unfolds, it kills,

It shelters. "

……

The ending song carried the sound of ocean waves flowing in the hall, Mao Mi whispered before the light was on, "Let's go?"

Huo Jingchu held his wrist, as if to make sure that he was real, "Yes."

It was exactly eight o'clock when we left the cinema, and it was the time when there were many people. Although he was wearing a self-closing clip, with Huo Jingchu's height, it was only a matter of time before he was noticed.Huo Jingchu immediately led the people into a restaurant. They hadn't had dinner yet, so they opened a box to block their sight.

Mao Mi flicked the screen of the electronic menu, and suddenly remembered the first time they met, and couldn't help laughing.

"You're thin." Huo Jingchu knew why he was smiling, but he really didn't have the mood to recall, his eyes traced the thin face of the person in front of him, and his distress was palpable, "Too thin."

"..." Afraid of hearing this sentence, Mao Mi sighed inwardly, and smiled at him, "The demand for movies is actually quite fleshy."

As Mao Mi looked at herself, she finally chose to roll up her sleeves to show him her muscles.

Huo Jingchu looked at his white and tender arms, and hurriedly put down his sleeves again, convincing him: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Seeing that he didn't believe that he still had muscles, Mao Mi was about to lift up the other sleeve when Huo Jingchu simply snatched up the menu.

As soon as the menu arrived in Huo Jingchu's hand, several more dishes appeared within a few seconds, all of which were classified under the meat dish category. I saw the slender fingers order the meat as quickly as lightning, and when the order was almost finished, I turned to the dessert section and continued. Crazy order.

Mao Mi: "..."

In the end, Huo Jingchu ignored the persuasion and ordered a cat's head cake, a Big Mac size.

Mao Mi: "!!!!"

The person who ordered the food said with certainty: "Eat more."

The speed of serving food is very fast, and the robot can complete the order in a few minutes. The carts are pushed into the box, and the waiter stretches the table for them tremblingly, and even asks carefully: "Excuse me, is there anything else?" Is there a guest? Do you need extra bowls and chopsticks?"

Mao Mi: "...Thank you, no need."

The cat's head cake was carried in by three robots. The cat's head, which was half the height of a person, occupied half of the table majestically. A pair of huge chocolate cat's eyes stared at Huo Jingchu.

Huo Jingchu: "..."

He coughed twice in embarrassment: "I didn't expect it...to be so big."

A table full of dishes dazzled Mao Mi, and the dishes in the bowl were also piled high. He hesitated for a while, picked up a piece of meat, and wondered: "Actually, I can't..."

Huo Jingchu quickly grabbed a chicken leg for him: "Eat."

This utterance was so cold and domineering that Mao Mi swallowed it before he could react.

Seeing him eat, Huo Jingchu smiled a little, and his tone suddenly became gentle: "It's just a meal, the body is the most important thing."

He had been on a diet all the time, and suddenly he couldn't bear the big fish and big meat. Fortunately, Huo Jingchu also knew this truth, so he went to the kitchen and asked for another bowl of clear porridge to warm his stomach again, which made Mao Mi's appetite better.

"The movie is wonderful." Seeing that he was full of food, Huo Jingchu felt even more satisfied. He wanted to find a topic to praise the person in front of him, but he was really not good at this kind of thing. It took him a long time to hold back a sentence that was wonderful, but it made Mao Mi laugh "Really?"

"Yeah." He said seriously, "The character is very full."

When Huo Jingchu mentioned the movie, he still had lingering fears. He almost stood up when the long knife was stabbed in his chest. He didn't want to look back at the boy covered in blood no matter what.Obviously the Mao Mi in the movie is not like Mao Mi at all, he acted terrifically, everyone got into the scene, but only he knew that this was still Mao Mi, the one who made him feel at a loss even if he just frowned.

Hearing Huo Jingchu's approval, Mao Mi was more happy than before. After the movie was broadcast, he occasionally heard some reviews, most of which were good reviews, but no matter how many good reviews there were, they were not as precious as Huo Jingchu's very good words.

It's a pity that he doesn't know what this feeling is at this time.

An hour later, the two of them cleared half of the dishes with difficulty. Mao Mi patted her round belly and rejected the chopsticks stretched out from the opposite side with a disheveled face, saying righteously: "I don't want to die."

Huo Jingchu was also not feeling well, and suddenly remembered Cheng Ziyang's evaluation of himself: You belong to the type who is not very smart when you fall in love, and suddenly you feel very right, so you had to pack the rest carefully with a cold face.Mao Mi tried to hold hands several times, but he stared back at him, so he withdrew his hands quietly and watched him clumsily hold the big cake to his chest.

The transparent packaging box completely exposed the big cat's head. Huo Jingchu had several bags hanging on his wrists, and he was holding a huge doll-like cat-shaped cake in his arms. Trembling, and finally just covering his stomach and laughing out loud.

"Hahahahahaha... sorry...hahahahahaha..."

Huo Jingchu smiled helplessly, and could imagine his funny appearance at this time, but seeing him so happy and thinking that everything was worth it, he waited until he was almost smiling before asking, "Is there any more on your schedule?"

"Yes." Mao Mi stood up slowly after eating some food, shared a few bags, and said as he walked, "During this period of filming, I have traveled a lot, and I will show you there."

During the short journey to the parking lot, Huo Jingchu endured the infinite attention of passers-by, and heard a couple quarreling over it. The little girl stared at the cake the whole time and refused to leave: "I said I wanted to buy it last time and you didn't let me buy it." Eat, look at other boyfriends whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The boy tugged at her helplessly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry...it's okay, can I buy it..."

Huo Jingchu was in a good mood when he heard that, and he couldn't help smiling when he got in the car. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the two of them must be a match made in heaven.

Mao Mi didn't pay attention to it at all, let alone the ripples in the heart of the person in the co-pilot seat, so she focused on clicking on the electronic map and driving.

The low-key black car bypassed the bustling city, drove up the narrow lane, shrank into the shadow from the radiance of day, hid the huge shadow behind the city, and climbed up the silent hill all the way.

The scene that only appeared in the movie was glimpsed the moment they opened the car door.

The top of the mountain is like a palm spreading forward, holding the two of them firmly above the city.The distant neon lights gathered into a flickering dancing flame, the vast dark blue sky hung down, and the vast stars seemed like the Milky Way.

The evening wind blows over the cliff, and thousands of fireflies fall from the sky, as if God has poured a glass of golden wine.

Mao Mi and others sat down on the edge of the cliff. Huo Jingchu put the cake aside, enjoyed the cool evening breeze for a while, and suddenly smiled and said, "It's like in the cartoon."

"You also watch cartoons?" Mao Mi was a little surprised.

"...I am also an ordinary person who grew up." Huo Jingchu laughed and said, "What do you think I am?"

Mao Mi touched his nose in embarrassment, thinking that he is a person who looks fierce but is actually gentle, but only the second half of the sentence came out of his mouth: "Gentle...?"

"You are the first to say that." Huo Jingchu's black hair combed back was a little disheveled by the wind, and a few strands fell down and hung on the side of his face, just like his relaxed mood, his eyes were particularly special in the night Gentle, dyed the air ambiguous and sticky.

This tenderness is only for you.

After sitting side by side like this for a while, Huo Jingchu said that this was a good time to get to know each other, and that even friends should have a heart-to-heart talk. Mao Mi took this very seriously, and soon sold himself out.

Different from Tianwang's ordinary family background, his parents are much more gorgeous and special, but they are not necessarily happy.

"Sorry." After Huo Jingchu listened silently, he never imagined that Mao Mi's childhood was like this, so he tentatively hugged his shoulder as comfort.

The feeling of loneliness was immediately overwhelmed by the sudden warm body temperature. Mao Mi paused, shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, I know they love me, that's enough. Although they are far away from several star fields , but the concern for me has never been less. We often video chat, and they always send me gifts. The teacher will ask me about my situation every two days. When they are in the original star field, they will find ways to go around Finding someone to teach me what I love. I'm happy."

"Ah."

"But sometimes it's lonely."

Huo Jingchu moved a little closer, the distance between the two of them was no more than a punch, and the distance between them could be hugged by arms, but he just watched quietly.

"You are very good." With you like this, you have grown into a wonderful person by yourself.

"I'm done talking, Brother Huo, where are your secrets? Exchange?" After Mao Mi said everything, the usual vigilance and vigilance dissipated. The whole person relaxed a lot, and a sly joke flashed in his eyes. road.

Huo Jingchu was silent for a while, bent his long legs, and suddenly said in a low voice as if he had made up his mind: "A year ago, I met someone."

Mao Mi, who thought the other party was going to talk about his growth process, was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously realizing that it was very important, so he listened with bated breath.

"At that time, I just received the invitation of "Dragon City Dry Bones". I didn't know that period of history, I didn't know Qi Yuchen, the crew put a lot of pressure on me, and I also had many problems in my life. Downhill. My friend suggested that I go to a professional professor to learn scripts, change the environment by the way, and calm my mind for a while, so I went back to my alma mater to study for a week."

alma mater……

Mao Mi's eyes widened, remembering something.

"Maybe it's too coincidental. That week, it happened to be the period when a visiting professor in their department came back to give a lecture. I stumbled into his classroom by mistake."

The depressed mood stopped the speed of decline in the clear sound of reading. He pushed open the back door and sat in the last row, watching the young and gentle professor on the stage giving lectures without haste. Huo Jingchu never stopped At this time, my heart finally found a trace of peace.

Among the active and lively students in the hall, he looked very out of place with his mosaic hair on his head, but he didn't notice it at all. He just looked at that person stupidly, and felt calm when he listened to him.

"After class, I went to his office to find him as a student from a foreign department. He answered many questions for me and gave me a firm direction."

"His tea is delicious."

"For a whole week, he was extremely patient with this student who refused to show his face, and even checked countless materials for my small doubt about Qi Yuchen, and compiled them into a book for me."

"I heard later that he does this to every student, but I'm still happy about it."

Huo Jingchu recalled this past event, even his voice was soft, as if he had returned to the small room full of tea fragrance. The young man with delicate features and red lips and white teeth gently poured him a cup of tea. In his eyes, it seemed that everyone They are all free and safe, and they can tell him all the things that are pressed in their hearts without any burden.

"That was the trough period when I was most confused. I often asked myself how I could be so lucky that I encountered salvation before I hit the bottom."

"After leaving my alma mater, we never saw each other again, and I only knew him by name. Until one day, I accidentally turned on the TV and saw him on the screen."

A tepid show that I saw by chance, but it is the home of people who dream about it day and night.

The people in the show are completely different from those when they were teachers. They are inherently shy and not good at speaking, but they are also ironic and warm from the heart.

Mao Mier's ears felt hot, and he blinked his eyes in bewilderment, extremely surprised.

He already remembered the mysterious student he met a year ago. Many people came to him after class, but that one was too special.There was also a small misunderstanding. He always thought that this tall and burly "student" had a slight autism. After all, he wore a self-absorption clip every day, but he didn't expect...

"So it's you..." Mao Mi muttered to himself, and when he looked up again, he saw Huo Jingchu looking at him. They were so close that they could even hear their breathing clearly.

Huo Jingchu quickly stopped his backing movement, Mao Mi panicked, and was frightened by the person in front of him and fell backwards, Huo Jingchu followed the trend, put his hands on the side of Mao Mi's head, and covered his whole body above him .

He continued without evasion: "Later, you also know. Cheng Ziyang was entrusted by me to come up with such a bad idea... But I think it's worth it, it's worth it."

The amount of information was too much for a while, and Mao Mi's mind, which was already in a mess, almost stopped at this time.

His heart turned into a stopwatch, every second seemed to explode, bang, bang, bang, and his eyes were also stained with a little moisture.

Huo Jingchu knew that he might have acted too hastily this time, but the right time, place and people were everywhere, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Even though he knew the panic in Mao Mi's heart, he couldn't keep him unwilling to understand his mind. Thinking of this, Huo Jingchu slowly lowered his body, and covered Mao Mi's eyes with his dry and warm hands, with long eyelashes Sweeping up and down in the palm of his hand, he stopped moving after a while.

"Momi, I like you."

Huo Jingchu whispered word by word in his ear, firm and persistent.

"It means that I hope to spend my life with you, wake up and see you, prepare three meals you like, accompany you to do everything you want to do, and sleep with you at night. It also means that I I hope that at every moment, the first person you think of will be me, just me."

His voice became a little hoarse.

"I like you."

"I know your concerns, but now you know that you have helped me, which is more than what I gave you."

"I want to be with you."

Mao Mi was covered by him, so she could only listen to every word very clearly, and heard his words that wrapped and hugged people tightly.The inexplicable emotion is like a seed that breaks out of the ground, watered by an affectionate and firm voice into a branch that penetrates the heart, the intertwined branches and leaves are entwined and scratched, and countless chirping birds are flying and singing in the branches, as if wanting to Flying out of his chest, it was like venting the joy that had never been clear.

They fell silent.

This is waiting for an answer.

Maybe it was the hand covering his eyes that gave him a sense of security, maybe it was the darkness that had lost his sight that freed him from the restraints, and maybe it was Huo Jingchu who was too close, and their hearts beating violently together made his head hot.

Huo Jingchu felt his long eyelashes tremble again.

Mao Mi heard herself say something in a barely audible voice.

"it is good."

Huo Jingchu's breath was suffocated, his hands began to tremble slightly, and he even suspected that it was just an illusion, an illusion, a misunderstanding caused by the wind.

But immediately Mao Mi raised her hand to hold his, and gently pulled it down, exposing her eyes.

His eyes had always been beautiful, but at this moment there was only one person reflected in them.

"it is good."

Looking straight into the eyes, the answer was clear and trembling.

All the stars in the sky fell on the man's heart, and the brilliance turned into blazing fire, into rose-colored wind, into tender fragrance and sweet music, and finally into his low-pitched laugh.

Mao Mi stared blankly at him and smiled. The smile that fulfilled his wish was so close, it was so beautiful that he stopped breathing. Looking at it, Mao Mi also found it funny. Pressing it down quickly, the warm and soft lips gently fell on his lips.

Huo Jingchu traced the line of his smiling lips in the most direct way, then kissed once, followed by another kiss, the intensive kisses were lazy and lingering, unwilling to stop as if he had just tasted the sweetness.Just when both of them were immersed in it, Huo Jingchu suddenly hugged Mao Mi's waist tightly, and the other hand climbed all the way up to hold his hand, and the man returned to his full body with his fingers clasped tightly. aggressiveness.His body was slightly arched, completely confining the person in his arms with a protective and aggressive posture.

Different from the tenderness and lingering just now, he invaded forcefully, intertwined body fluid, and danced with lips and tongue.

"Well……"

Mao Mi only felt that the air in him was getting thinner, and the never-before-seen sense of pleasure shot into his heart like a fully drawn bow, and when he responded, the heartstrings of the two of them vibrated with boundless ripples in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, Huo Jingchu parted his lips panting slightly, and then lightly "tweeted" deliberately while taking advantage of people's unpreparedness. Then he buried his head in the socket of Mao Mi's shoulder and rubbed against her like a big dog. rubbed.

Mao Mi closed her eyes, and heard him muffled and chuckled: "Boyfriend."

Mao Mi: "..."

"What are you going to call me from now on?"

"..." Mao Mi pursed his red lips, his neck was itchy from his hair, and after a while he whispered, "Senior Brother...?"

"wrong."

"Hmm..." Ah Miao thought while hugging the large dog.

Huo Jingchu raised his head and stared at the person who seemed to be thinking deliberately, and saw the beautiful eyebrows of the person below him stretched out, smiling like a child who got candy: "Maybe you should call me teacher, after all, I taught you for a week... ..."

Hearing this, Huo Jingchu got up slowly, and hugged the whole person horizontally with both hands: "We should go back, teacher."

actually called...

Mao Mi was dumbfounded, the fireworks exploded in front of his eyes, and he was almost moved by the sweetness of the teacher's voice.

Back in the car, Huo Jingchu naturally took the driving seat, and looked very domineering, "Teacher, I'll take you home."

"Oh..." Mao Mi was wearing a seat belt with a dazed expression on his face, not quite understanding this development.

"It's early morning, you still have to shoot tomorrow morning, you need to rest, I will pick you up tomorrow night." Then he started the car.

The two were speechless all the way.

It's not that there is nothing to say, but there are thousands of words in the silence.

Joy and relief poured out in the silence, and Mao Mi suddenly realized that her entanglement before was really meaningless, why bother, until she was sent to the place where she lived, she was still a little dazed.

"Take it back?" Huo Jingchu asked while holding the cake.

"The director will be upset when he sees it." Mao Mi hurriedly rebuffed, "Now... I must maintain this body shape."

Huo Jingchu himself is a very dedicated person, so he naturally understands this truth, heartache is heartache, coercion is