[Daji] Nine-tailed silver fox

An Jin quietly left Charles' home the moment Si Nian entered.She cast a spell to fly into the sky, and the white gauze clothes were very clear in the night sky.It was late at night, and everyone had to go home, but she was the only one who wandered in the sky above this small town in such a sad state.I originally thought that I could spend tonight with that person, but I didn't want him to be accompanied by someone I love.Thinking of this, An Jin twitched his lips, and a look of disdain could not help but flash across his face.

It's better to find a random man to go home with him, at least wake up in the middle of the night, and there will be someone by your side...

An Jin floated down and landed on the side of a remote street. The phoenix flowers were in full bloom, and the big flowers looked like colorful clouds.An Jin recited the mantra silently, and changed herself into a white cotton skirt.The next man who passes by here will be her prey tonight.

The night breeze in May, gentle and obsessive, carrying the scent of phoenix flowers, raised An Jin's cotton white dress and her tangled hair.Her blurred eyes looked at the street corner, waiting for her prey.

When the light of the car lights gradually approached, An Jin walked to the middle of the road and opened his arms.

The car stopped suddenly, An Jin smiled slightly, walked to the window and looked inside.

"Little sister, are you okay?" A young man's face protruded from the car window, his tone seemed worried.

The handsome face, the familiar tone, it was him!An Jin froze for a moment, then said with a sad face in a blink of an eye; "Hi, I lost my wallet and can't go home. I just want to see if I can take a ride."

"Oh, so that's the case! I'm the police detective here, do you want to report the loss?" the man asked, and opened the car door, "Let's get in the car first."

"Yeah." An Jin smiled at him, but bent over to his car without showing any charm.

"Should I call the police?" he asked.

An Jin smiled slightly, shook his head, and stared at him unscrupulously.

He seemed to be aware of it, his eyes were still fixed on the front, and he asked, "little sister, why are you looking at me like this?"

An Jin shook her head and said in a low voice, "I'm thinking about something on my mind."

Yes, thinking about something! For more than 3000 years, An Jin has always been obsessed with this man, how many times he has been reincarnated, the tone of his voice, the way he walks, his handsome face, the familiar but strange eyes he looks at him, three thousand It has always been like this.

"By the way, where is your home? I'll take you home." His calm tone actually made An Jin's heart pound wildly. In front of him, did she always seem to be a little girl who just fell in love?

"Oh." An Jin replied, his face darkened.Where are you going?Is there a home there?

"What? Did you quarrel with your family?" He said softly, with a faint smile, as if he wanted to say, adolescent rebellion.

"No. Are you taking me home?" An Jin raised her flawless face and stared at him with eyes as black as Chen Mo.The three-thousand-year-old fox demon had a childish yet extremely handsome face, and those beautiful eyes were as clear as a deep spring, clean and pure, as if it could sink people.

It's a pity that Ji Wuyan's eyes were fixed on the front all the time, and he didn't even look at her.

"Well, I'll take you home." He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was still early, and Dieyi should have time to wait.Dieyi is Ji Wuyan's newlywed wife and a well-known host on the radio station. Her show is between ten o'clock and eleven o'clock in the evening. It is an emotional program called "Love is like a passing year ".Now it's just five minutes after nine o'clock, the time is just right to send the girl home first, and then pick up Dieyi.

An Jin saw the image in his brain, saw chestnut curly hair, tall figure, and snow-white Dieyi, saw them kissing goodbye, saw them hugging each other, with expressive eyes.What's so good about her?An Jin showed displeasure.

"Where is your home?" He asked, Dieyi's smiling face was still in his mind.

"Since you're thinking of someone else, why are you taking me home?" An Jin said quietly, her eyes gleaming under the dim light, as if tears were about to fall.

"Huh?" Ji Wuyan smiled wryly, this girl must have had a fight with her boyfriend, right? "As a detective, it's my duty to keep you safe."

"Oh, responsibility and obligation!" An Jin said jokingly, "My home is in the villa area in the suburbs, Building 7, Area C."

What Building 7, Area C, is obviously Charles' home!

Ji Wuyan drove faster and faster, and soon left the center of the town. The bright lights gradually faded away, and darkness invaded step by step.

"Here we are," he said, turning off the fire.

An Jin hummed, got up from the memory, and got out of the car.On the balcony, Charles was wearing a nightgown, watching quietly.Don't be surprised, the vampire has a very sensitive hearing, he can hear that she is back.

"Thank you, Mr. Detective." An Jin bent down to thank you, and smiled slightly.

Ji Wuyan looked at her, and was about to speak, but suddenly her eyes dimmed, and she stood there limply.

"I didn't want to do this to you. It's a very light punishment for having other women in your heart." An Jin said to herself, tiptoed to kiss his lips, and then untied his hands. A row of fine tooth marks were bitten fiercely on his shoulders.

"It would be great if you were willing to love me obediently from the very beginning!" An Jin stroked his chin and said affectionately while staring at him.

"Oh, you're welcome, this is my duty." Ji Wuyan suddenly regained his expression, and said, "Be careful next time you go out."

She suddenly seemed to be in a dream, and when she woke up, he was still Ji Wuyan, and he still didn't remember her.

"Well, goodbye!" An Jin smiled instantly and waved goodbye to him.

He took out the keys, opened the door, started the car, An Jin heard the sound of him leaving, although his face was smiling, his eyes seemed to be crying.

"Who is he?" Charles' question was concise and direct, as if he had already seen through all of this.

"Old man." An Jin whispered, and squeezed into the room from beside him.

"Can I stay here tonight?" An Jin threw off his shoes and threw himself on the sofa to ask.

"Didn't you already come in?" Charles smiled charmingly, and within a second he apparated to An Jin's side, then looked at her affectionately and said, "I'm very happy to see you again."

"Huh!" An Jin's eyes fluttered around Charles, her arms wrapped around Charles' neck, and his face was slowly drawn closer to her, with her right index finger lingering between his lips, "Don't fall in love with me !"

Charles' sapphire blue pupils stayed on An Jin's face for a moment, and he took her arm away and said, "There is a guest room on the left downstairs, you should stay here first."

An Jin put away the previous look, stood up and respectfully said to Charles: "Thank you teacher for taking me in."

After finishing speaking, she smiled slyly again, but Charles ignored him, turned and walked away.

Charles took out a glass of bright red liquid from the refrigerator, made a gesture of toasting An Jin, then shook the glass and went upstairs.

An Jin stepped on the floor with bare feet and walked gently to the bathroom.

The heat was thick, An Jin looked at herself in the mirror, and Ji Wuyan's shadow suddenly appeared behind her. She reached out to touch it, but only touched the cold mirror surface.

"Should I call you Wuyan? Wuyan, Wuyan, I am slowly adapting myself to this name. Do you still remember me?" An Jin looked at the phantom in the mirror, traced the trace of loneliness with his finger, mournfully Eyes, pleading words, longing for intimate body.

For 3000 years, An Jin has been yearning for the man she has always wanted to see, the man she has always wanted, but when he appeared in front of her, she couldn't bear to do anything.I couldn't bear to confuse him, couldn't bear to force him, couldn't bear to damage his body, couldn't bear to.

A drop of red liquid dripped on the white marble dressing table. It was the tear from the corner of An Jin's eye, the red teardrop of the nine-tailed silver fox.That teardrop solidified in an instant, forming a jade-like crystal red bead.

An Jin gently wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, smiling charmingly.

That fiery red bead, under the dim light in the bathroom, shone brightly, charmingly.

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