Death Spell

Chapter 127

At [-]:[-] in the night, Tang and Song had been busy for almost a day, and got out of the taxi a little tired. Seeing that the phone had not received a message from Tang Qing, the time should be almost up.Stuffing the phone into the coat pocket, taking out the key and opening the door, Fan Xiang greeted him, first slightly startled, then the corners of his lips curled slightly.

She changed her slippers, hung her coat on the hanger, and came to the kitchen door, looking at the figure she hadn't seen for a month, standing in front of the stove, cooking dinner.Tang Song felt very warm in his heart, walked over, gently wrapped his arms around Anya's slender waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, smelled the fragrance in her hair, and said softly: "...It smells so good, there is a lot of fragrance over there. Are you done?"

For her miss, Tang Song didn't want to keep it.

It has to be said that Sang Xie's strategy and arrangement were very successful.Not only Wu Wanting was found, but also more than 200 missing children.And Sang Xie's pressure and grasp of the news and the market are almost perfect. She can't even believe that there is such a logical woman in this world.

But when he thinks that he will be counted against someone as smart as Sang Xie, how terrible is "that person"?

No matter how troublesome those things are, at this moment, Tang Song just wants to hug her well.

"...Not yet." With a smile on the corner of Anya's mouth, she lowered her head and said, "Ah Qing is flying to the United States today. I'm afraid you'll be thinking wildly by yourself, so I want to come and accompany you."

Tang Song pondered the implication of Anya's words. It seems that this matter will be busy for a while, so he said "um", staring at the tomato beef brisket in the pot, "Do you need my help?"

"Go wash your hands first, and you can eat when you come out."

Tang Song nodded: "I'm really a little hungry." Then he turned and left the kitchen, went back to the room and changed into home clothes, tied up his loose long hair, and when he came out, he saw meat and vegetables on the table and her My favorite chicken soup.

Anya looked at Tang Song, arranged the chopsticks, and said with a smile, "Are you hungry? What are you laughing at?"

Tang Song said disapprovingly: "I feel very lucky to have found such a virtuous girlfriend."

Anya lowered her eyebrows and smiled slightly. She didn't expect that she and Tang Song hadn't seen each other for a month, and the distance between them seemed to be getting closer.

"For more than a month, I went to the restaurant downstairs to eat every day, and suddenly found that my mouth was being fed by you..." Tang Song sat on the chair, took a sip of the fragrant soup, and the corners of his lips pursed. Sweet: "I've wanted this soup for a long time."

Anya held her chin, looked at the woman in front of her carefully, and raised her eyebrows: "Do you only want this soup?"

Tang Song didn't answer in a hurry, but finished a bowl of soup first, licked the soup on the corner of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and glanced over: "What do you think?"

"Don't you want this dish?" Anya said, put a piece of beef brisket in Tang Song's bowl, and said with a smile: "Only eat soup, not vegetables, they will be jealous."

Tang Song stared at the beef brisket in the bowl. The dark red soup seeped into the snow-white rice grains from the beef brisket itself, dyeing it a different color.

Looking at it like this, Tang Song frowned and laughed sullenly.

"Smiling again..." Anya put green vegetables in her bowl again, brightening the color a bit, "If you're hungry and don't eat, do you think you're full?"

"It's because I'm hungry that I have to eat slowly, which is good for my body." Tang Song smiled, his voice was low and soft, "Besides, I also think about their hearts. Will they know? Really? Are you jealous? After you figure it out, they are willing to give it to me, right?"

Anya saw that Tang Song was so serious, she chuckled softly: "It can be seen that you are seriously thinking about them and your thoughts, but I can answer this for them, they won't be really jealous, They miss you."

Seeing the woman beside him, Tang Song leaned in, put it in his ear, and lowered his voice: "I miss you more than they do."

Faced with a cheeky face like Anya's, Tang Song was really defeated. How could he tease her? Just a few words made her face hotter and hotter.

"Are you still letting me eat?"

Anya stepped back innocently: "I'm serving food for you, what do you think?"

Tang Song picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head to chew the rice, and put the piece of beef brisket in his mouth, savoring it carefully.She really admires Anya, who can make the beef brisket tender and smooth, and for the sake of keeping her mouth full of fragrance, she decided not to pursue the matter just now.

After all, she can't get any advantage from her.

"Those children, how are they doing now?" Although he didn't know about it, Tang Song knew a little bit about it.

The children found in the Fengjianqiao subway seemed... not very good.

"If you can't reincarnate, you will live forever. This sentence can be used in the soul lock technique..." Anya saw Tang Song looking at herself while eating, with a look of incomprehension in her eyes, and patiently explained: "Lock the soul. Soul art is like the realm of chaos, people can't tell the time in the years, it may be a year inside, but a hundred years outside the mirror. Those children's soul bodies are locked by a huge seal, so they... are still a few How it looked like years ago, is that understandable?"

Tang Song asked vaguely: "Is it another kind of longevity?"

"If they leave the soul-locking technique, they can still grow normally, and the time they stay is like an ancient clock that forgot to wind up. After adjusting it, it will continue to walk with time, but it is a period of time behind the peers." Anya explained, remembering After meeting someone, he asked again, "How is Wu Wanting?"

Regarding those mysterious secret techniques, even if Tang Song understood them, he might not understand them. Hearing An Ya's casual talk, he felt very troublesome. Hearing what she asked Wu Wanting, he told Anya what he saw today.

Seeing that Anya was deep in thought, Tang Song asked again, "Are you leaving today?"

Anya held a smile and said "Huh?"

"If there is nothing to do tomorrow, I want you to accompany me to a place."

Anya: "Where are you going?"

Tang Song put the brisket in his mouth, chewed it for a while, and said, "Hospital, I'll go see Wen Hao tomorrow. By the way, how long will you be busy there?"

"...Well." Anya was thinking: "Unseal can't be rushed for a while, I can only let them get rid of the soul-locking technique first, and then lift the seal little by little. It will take at least half a year to complete it."

Seeing Tang Song listening and nodding, Anya asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Tang Song shook his head to indicate that it was nothing serious: "Wen Yao asked me on the way to send Ah Qing, she wants to have a good Christmas next month, by the way, do you have time, but I think what she wants to ask most is Sang Xie .” Said with a smile on the corner of his lips.

"Are you optimistic about them?" Anya asked.

"Is this something I can see?"

The two looked at each other tacitly, and didn't continue the topic until Tang and Song finished their meal and put down their chopsticks. Anya said, "If it's what Wen Yao meant, I think Sang Xie will have time anyway, so I naturally have time." .”

"That's good..." Tang Song got up and wanted to clean up, but Anya stopped him, "You've been tired all day, go take a shower first, I'll clean up."

Tang Song looked straight at Anya, with a smile in his eyes but no words.

How much she wished that there were no such troublesome things, how much she wished that they could have an ordinary relationship, go on dates normally, hold hands, hug and kiss, meet whenever they want, live a life that belongs to each other, and even because of those trivial things Getting angry and bickering about things, these are precious in the eyes of Tang and Song Dynasties.

Tang Song admitted that she had never been so eager to be with someone.

Anya saw the woman looking at her motionless, with an indescribable smile in her eyes, and asked softly, "What are you thinking?"

Tang Song lowered his eyebrows, leaned over, and kissed Anya lightly.

She breathed softly, pressed against the tip of Anya's nose, and said with a smile, "Tell me, what did you put in those foods that made me... more and more inseparable from you?"

Because she is familiar with Tang Song's personality, she is not a person who will take the initiative to be intimate, but a light kiss made her notice Tang Song's faintly red ears.In An Ya's opinion, there is an indescribable cuteness, such Tang and Song Dynasties are extremely precious.

Anya stretched out her arms to embrace Tang Song, with a smile hidden in her dark eyes: "Aren't you afraid to let go of something that you will never want to part with me?"

Tang Song was stunned, she thought this woman was too beautiful.

Seeing that Tang Song didn't respond, Anya just stood there stupidly, took her hand and moved slowly, from the back of her waist to the back of her neck, and finally got close to Tang Song's messy hair at the pinnae of the ear, her cold and slender fingers picked out the strands of hair , Rubbing Tang and Song's small and lovely earlobes.

It was already faintly hot, and now it was almost red with blood.

"Anya..."

"Tang Song, when I looked at those children, my heart was very sad. If Sang Xie and I hadn't cracked the Immortal Soul Record, maybe what happened today would not have happened, but without those things, I would never have met You." Anya's nose lightly rubbed against Tang Song's nose: "I miss you very much, after dealing with those things, we will leave here and live a life that only belongs to the two of us, okay?"

Not knowing whether it was her words or her actions, Tang Song felt weak when he heard it, and could no longer control himself. His lips were gently pressed against Anya, and he was completely immersed in the tenderness that Anya promised her.

It turned out that Anya knew that she was like another self, who understood everything she wanted.Just because he knew it, Tang Song felt that he cherished it very much, so this kiss is completely different from the previous ones.

The softness mixed with longing is like the warm wind in spring, and you can feel the nectar-like breath of the other party to your heart's content.

Lips touched lightly, separated, overlapped again, repeated, entangled.

I don't know how long it took before the two parted their lips reluctantly, Tang Song pressed his forehead on Anya's shoulder, panting slightly, raised his head to look at Anya who was not panting, with a reluctant expression on his face.

"I miss you as well……"

Anya smiled softly, "I'll go clean up first."

Tang Song nodded, turned and went back to the room to wash up, while Anya packed the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen, only to hear Tang Song's cell phone ring.

Counting the time, Tang Qing should have arrived there. Anya put down the bowl and chopsticks, dried her hands, and was just about to take the mobile phone from Tang Song's windbreaker pocket to the room, and her expression froze.

She leaned close to the windbreaker, her eyes turned cold instantly, because Anya smelled a familiar scent.

Tang Song heard the ringing of the mobile phone and thought it would be Tang Qing, but when he opened the door, he found Anya standing straight there.

Seeing that her expression was not very good, she asked, "An Ya, what's wrong?"

"Did you meet anyone today?"