God has some double standards

"Do you hate it? Do you want to push me away? Or do you want to beat me up?" Qian Qian didn't allow him to evade this question, and asked in a low voice, "Fu Chenbo, answer me."

Fu Chenbo had already lost his mind and could only shake his head instinctively.

Qianqian continued to ask in a low voice: "Do you like me?"

Fu Chenbo remained silent, trying to find his clear altar.

Qianqian moved closer, bit his lower lip, rubbed the tip of her tongue gently, completely destroying his reason: "Do you like me?"

Fu Chenbo grabbed her waist violently, and in turn pressed Qian Yao against the tree trunk, chasing after her red tongue.

He is like a passerby who has been dizzy by the scorching sun and wind and sand in the desert, and has a dry tongue. Once he sees the nectar, he can't help swallowing it and taking it wantonly.

Breathing is messed up.

At this moment, those mixed thoughts became more and more mixed, but he could no longer take care of it. There was only one important thing in front of him that attracted him.

It made him fly to the flame, except for the light, there was nothing else in his eyes.

"Fu Chenbo, answer me." His breathing became disordered after being kissed, but Qian Qian still asked him persistently, "Do you like me?"

"It's not that I like it." Fu Chenbo's eyes were flushed, he held Qianqian's face, and lightly stamped it on his forehead, "How could there be only liking."

If he only liked it, how could he avoid it, hesitate, hesitate, or dare to face it.

It was because the emotions surging in his chest were too unfamiliar and too complicated for him to distinguish clearly.He hesitates, hesitates, and is frightened and afraid to think deeply.

"What's that?" Qian Qian looked at him with bright eyes.

Fu Chenbojun blushed slightly, not daring to look into her bright eyes: "I just... like it very much."

"Liar." Qian Qian muttered in a low voice and snorted, but it was not easy to chase too closely.

The God of Supreme Harmony is his god, and he usually keeps a low tone, but his research on the affairs of Fengyue is indeed very reliable.This time, Chi Sushu took the initiative to find him, so it was not a disadvantage.

She slandered, she didn't know how much their Taiqing gods had suffered in private.

"Okay." Qianqian, who is like a lion from the east of the river, was so sore and sticky when she was talking about love, "Let me hug and kiss for a while, and then we will go back. When Huafang has guests, we don't care. It’s been too long since I’ve been out.”

Dear...for a while?

Fu Chenbo's head was a little dazed.

But before he could react, those white and greasy arms hugged his neck, and his red lips and tongue hooked him.

It's over, he probably can't be saved.

When they returned to the painting boat, Bo Yu was coming out with rock sugar stewed Sydney and rose pear balls.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Half an hour, it's still reasonable."

Fu Chenbo's face became hot when he said that.

Qian Yan was generous: "I learned from your old man. You just went out for half an hour, and I went out for half an hour. There is nothing wrong with it."

She spoke eloquently, with her back straight.

Bo Yu raised his foot and kicked her feet, and signaled: "There are also rock sugar stewed Sydney and rose pear balls in the kitchen, get them out and eat."

Since there is food to eat, Qianqian doesn't care about this matter, and runs into the kitchen naturally and obediently.

Bo Yu gave Fu Chenbo a meaningful look, and stepped into the cabin.

Dan Xu poked his head out, looked at Fu Chenbo, stared at his red and swollen lips, hesitated to speak, "Jingyuan, you..."

Fu Chenbo coughed lightly, turned and left: "I'm going to wash my face."

"Hey?" Dan Xu turned around, "Xiao Feifei, why did Jingyuan go here?"

Seeing his expression, Zhou Fei didn't seem to be lying, so he drew him to his side with his sword: "You should stay by my side."

"Why?" Dan Xu looked at him puzzled.

Zhou Fei glanced at him: "It's safe."

If the little white rabbit doesn't stay in the cave, it is easy to be bullied by a group of big bad wolves.

Si Ming opened his fan in a flash, and laughed wildly: "Wen Qu, tell me, has Mr. Fu already become a little princess?"

Wenqu had nothing to play, so he had to hold a book and look through it. Hearing the words, he said: "Go ahead and ask, isn't it all right?"

Si Ming glanced at it, and was pushed back by the gnawing, obscure article, which hurt both eyes and brain after reading it, and he naturally changed the subject.

"What the hell is this?"

"The classics of the ancestors. Don't talk nonsense and humiliate the ancestors." Wen Qu reminded.

Si Ming muttered: "Sure enough, only you can see in."

"Wrong." Wen Qu turned a page, "Only those with a calm mind can read."

The long river outside the window is heavy, and a bright moon hangs high, reflecting the water surface shimmering, with a silver long line flashing.The blue night is dotted with stars, as if the stars in the sky have fallen to the ground and turned into the lights of thousands of families.

The painting boat turned slightly sideways and made a bend, and the noise on both sides of the strait became quiet after a while. On the one hand, the hills were undulating, and on the other hand, the grassland leaves were yellow, and the ground lay quietly.

The enthusiasm on Fu Chenbo's face was hard to retreat, and he could only return to the cabin with a little red.

Dan Xu asked softly, "Jingyuan, why is your face so red?"

Fu Chenbo forced a smile, and said vaguely, "Well, it's a little hot."

Dan Xu didn't understand: "The autumnal equinox is coming, it's the time when summer and cool are in half, why is it so hot?"

Qian Qian happened to take a tray full of stewed pears with rock sugar, and came to rescue Fu Chenbo: "Come on, Dan Xu, this is yours, moisten the lungs."

Dan Xu took it, and sincerely thanked: "Thank you."

Qian Qian almost had some compassionate thoughts, why is this kid in his teens and 20s in the human world so naive and cute?

After a circle, not even the two Valkyries were left behind, and everyone had a bowl of stewed pears with rock sugar.

Qian Qian took out the rose pear balls with satisfaction and put them on the table, while chatting with Ah Zhi and Qian Teng, they should eat and drink.

It's just that in the end it turned into a non-stop bickering with Bo Yu.

Fortunately, there are not many ordinary people on this boat, and they don't take it seriously, and ordinary people are also in the long company, and they regard it as a usual thing.

The painting boat went around, looked at the noisy and lively night scene or the quiet and peaceful night scene, and finally stopped at the Luck Inn.

The fat boss was walking back and forth on the shore, looking very anxious.

Seeing Qian Teng coming out, those drooping eyes suddenly lit up, and she rushed towards her.

"Miss!"

Although Dan Xu said he rented the boat, it was indeed the first time he saw the fat boss.It was the first time I saw such a lovable monster, and for a moment, I didn't know what expression to make on my face.

The good upbringing made it take him less than five breaths of time to clean up the expression on his face.

"Are you injured?" The fat boss moved his nose, smelling blood, and hurriedly changed his words, "Where are you injured? Let me see?"

"It's okay, the medicine is on." Qianteng stretched out her hands and handed them to the fat boss.

"My darling!" Two lines of tears dripped down the face of the fat boss, "Who bullied you! I'm going to kill him!"

"No, I wasn't careful." The ice sculpture beauty still spoke in an unassuming tone, and her face was very calm, but at this moment, for no reason, people felt that there was a fire in her body.

"How could you be so careless." The fat boss lowered his voice like a dolphin's call, carefully held Qiandeng's palm and walked into the inn, "Let me see if it's serious or not." ? Does it hurt?"

The witty little second brother flicked the white cloth, which seemed to be commonplace and no surprise.

He bowed towards Bo Yu and Ah Zhi: "The two guests are back? Do you want a table of food?"

He smiled at Dan Xu again: "This little brother, do you want to stay in the hotel? Are the people behind you all your friends? Do you want to live together? It will be more convenient for you to choose a connected room."

As expected of a clever little brother, the second brother arranged their board and lodging in just a few moments. A large table was filled with steaming meals, the smell of opened wine wafted into his nose, and the soup was thick but not greasy.

After eating and drinking enough, after a rest, there is still that warm water in the bucket beckoning to you, the water vapor hits your face, it is foggy, and you relax instantly.

The whole person is unbelievably comfortable and comfortable.

After months of running around looking for the two gods, everyone was already on business, except for Qian Qian and Dan Xu, probably none of them really felt relaxed.After being soaked in the warm water, the muscles and bones relaxed, and before sitting down for a cup of tea, everyone rolled back to their couches, fell asleep soundly, and went to meet Zhou Gong.

And in this silent and deep night, there were two rooms where a small barrier was set up to suppress the sound, covering the entire bed.

The candle was dimly lit, and Ah Zhi looked down at the Jade Slip History Book written by Amon.

Contrary to what people in the world think, gods and spirits are idle all day long, sleeping for thousands of years is different.In fact, the gods have their own responsibilities, and each is in charge of many tedious matters in the upper and lower worlds, but they must not intervene.

Like Amon, it is to record the development of history, there must be no bias, otherwise there will be no traces left on the jade slips, but it is not something carried on the jade slips, Amon can add his own views and opinions.

Alaan wears a pair of shoes all day because he is in charge of farming and animal husbandry, and he got used to it when he went to the lower world to experience people's livelihood in his early years.

And Ah Zhi's responsibilities are a bit more biased. He is responsible for construction and craftsmanship, and there is also a Qiankun mirror that can predict the development of the situation, allowing him to know whether to develop a certain piece of equipment.

It can be seen from this that the responsibilities of the gods have nothing to do with what they think of as ethereal, ethereal, non-human, noble enough not to be stained with dust.

On the contrary, the style of drinking fairy dew of the fairy clan is more in line with the fantasy in their hearts.

Ah Zhi just turned to the section where the gods guard the one god, and put the jade slip away with both hands.

"Hey." Ah Zhi grabbed Bo Yu's wrist, "What are you doing?"

"The time has passed, and Ah Zhi is still not resting?" Bo Yu stood, and Ah Zhi sat, this action made him lock Ah Zhi firmly in his arms.

"I want to take another look." He just wanted to know what Bo Yu had done during the ten thousand years he was missing.

"It's better to listen to me than to read the history books. These are all cold and emotionless straightforward statements. What's there to read?" Bo Yu bent down and hugged Ah Zhi vaguely, as if hugging him in his arms. arms.

"Do you want to say it?" Ah Zhi tilted his head to look at him, his eyes sparkling.

"Of course I'm going to say it. If you don't, how do you know how much I care about you?"