[Onmyoji] How to break into the flower of the other side!

When Wu Youyou saw the so-called home in Huangkou, he inexplicably felt a little cold behind him, the house was completely empty, the surrounding autumn wind was bleak, there was not even a bed for a nap, and there were spider webs that he didn't have time to clean up in a hurry , if it cooperates with the later stage, it should be a fallen leaf scraped from the sky, and then drifted away by itself.

"Master...this..."

Jing was obviously speechless in surprise, and could only stare blankly at Huang. He wanted to say something but was suppressed by the previous admiration, but when he turned his head and saw the place where he lived, he felt sad again. , can only bow his head, quiet as a chicken.

This so-called "home" is like a nest built temporarily. To say that the nest really devalues ​​the wisdom of the ancestors, this can only be regarded as a temporary place to stay, and the owner does not have that kind of consciousness.

"We will live here from now on, do you like it?"

Huang's tone carried a little pride, he thought that Yoyo would definitely like this place.

Yes, we, not him alone, are alone all day long and live in loneliness, but now there is another person with him, his lifelong partner. Thinking of this, Huang's mood began to be inexplicably excited.

Wu Youyou read Huang's words on the tip of her tongue, savoring the clues inside.

I regard you as a male god, but you want to fuck me!

Maybe this is the way a man with engineering majors confesses!How straightforward and simple, I will build a house for you if I love you, it doesn’t matter if the house is good or not, the important thing is that it’s as good as it gets...

Wu Youyou smiled with a stiff face: "You just went to build a house." It's not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence. How could such a dilapidated house be his home if it was taken out of the mirror before? .

Even if you are the male god in the world of Onmyoji, the son of god in Heianjing, and the SSR you have been thinking about, you can't let her live in such a dilapidated place!

"Do you like Yoyo?"

Regarding the "home" he had "carefully" prepared, Huang couldn't help looking at Wu Youyou with some trepidation, wondering if she would like this place.

By the way, Yoyo has lost all her demonic power now. She is equivalent to a fragile human being. She cannot obtain demonic power by absorbing the flower mud from the flower field on the other side. responsibility.

Wu Youyou couldn't understand Huang's psychology anymore, and frowned, her tone was a little uncertain: "You mean, do I want to live with you in this place? Are you going to send me home?"

Wu Youyou tilted her head, her face still had baby fat that hadn't faded, and she was soft and cute.

But this sudden doubt broke all Huang's daydreams, he narrowed his eyes slightly, unconsciously released his powerful divine power, saw that something was wrong in the mirror, and slipped away first.

And Wu Youyou had already been severely injured, her body couldn't stand such a powerful pressure, her head was in a daze, she fell asleep on Huang's chest and fell into a coma.

Feeling Wu Youyou's suddenly stagnant breathing, Huang's heart suddenly tightened, and immediately wrapped her body with divine power, converted into demonic power and slowly poured it in, only then did she realize that she fell asleep only because she was too tired, and then she relaxed Take a breath.

Wanting to put her on the bed, after searching for a long time, he saw the stone standing alone in the cold wind, and suddenly understood Yoyo's unspeakable expression just now.

like……

really……

Their home is a bit shabby...

Thinking of him as an imposing son of God, but now he doesn't even have his own territory, so he can only temporarily live in a small and temporarily opened cave. He is inexplicably ashamed, and his ears are constantly shaking.

Bianhua, who also lives in the open air without a house, smiled: It doesn't matter, as long as there is flower mud, I can sleep!

When he was in the human world before, there was no shortage of people who served him. At that time, he didn't have to worry about territory and power, let alone food.

Later, when the prophecy was wrong, he lived without a fixed place, and lived a life of wandering and starvation. Until the end of his life, he never felt the warmth of "home". Huang closed his eyes and sat on the table indifferently After leaving the place that could barely be called the stone bed, he hugged Wu Youyou's small body in a daze.

She is so light that she can be hugged with one hand, but to make her more comfortable, Huang hugged her with both hands and found a suitable position in his arms, which was near the atrium, where he could hear both sides clearly. heartbeat.

Huang slowly opened his blue-purple eyes, and fixedly looked at Wu Youyou's green and immature face. The current her is far from the gentle but lazy face at that time, but she is so harmless His appearance still moved his heart.

With a thought in his mind, he leaned down slightly, and placed a pious kiss on Wu Youyou's forehead.

"I finally found you, Yoyo..."

"You said you would stay by my side forever, but you broke your promise."

"It's okay, we have a long time, you can come and make it up to me."

"Huang really likes Yoyo..."

"..."

Because Wu Youyou in his arms fell into a deep sleep and couldn't talk to him, Huang seemed to have opened up a chatterbox and started talking to himself, even if he couldn't get a response, he never tired of it.

Feeling a slight tremor in his arms, Huang immediately recovered the indifferent face that others owed him 800 million, but saw Wu Youyou arching towards his arms like a kitten, and then fell asleep again.

The stiff body relaxed again, and he let out a long breath.

With their foreheads touching, Huang closed his eyes and rubbed against each other, as if reconfirming Wu Youyou's existence, and then leaned back, leaning against the cold wall and sleeping with his eyes closed, as if he had the whole world at this moment.

And Jing, who came back with two little monsters, saw such a hot-eyed picture at first sight, and he felt that being a single monster was inexplicably sad.

And at the moment when the mirror appeared, Huang's eyes were covered with frost, and he looked at the mirror with undisguised murderous eyes, which made the latter tremble all over, and this feeling of despair and suffocation came again.

Lantern Ghost, Broom God: "..."

My lord, we are only here to make soy sauce, please let me go!

Jing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, lowered his voice, and tried not to wake Wu Youyou up: "Master, Jing brought back two little monsters to help the master clean the house and light the lamps."

Huang glanced coldly at the two trembling little monsters, and his voice as cold as pearls and jade rang out in the empty cave: "En."

This sound was like the sound of heaven, and the two little monsters felt like they were being pardoned: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"

"The mirror will take them to clean up the house first."

Jing put away his exuberant nature and saluted Huang respectfully. Now that his mother has lost all her demonic powers, the master knows nothing about taking care of people. First priority——

It is to clean up this cave, at least it looks pleasing to the eye.

To be honest, if Mr. Huang is not his master, Jing must think that this typical son of God has something wrong with his brain.

It's a pity that I dare not say this to my master, otherwise the monster who was born alone would be me.

"Mirror, wait a minute."

Huang interrupted Jing's wild thoughts, causing the latter's receding figure to freeze suddenly. Could it be that the master predicted something, that his good days were coming to an end?

Jing's heart was filled with panic, but Huang just said lightly: "Go outside and find some fresh wild fruits, remember if they are bright red."

Boy, do you have any misunderstandings about red?

If Wu Youyou wakes up, she will definitely defend herself immediately. Although she is called the flower of the other side, she wears red clothes because it is more convenient to transform from the demon power. There is a large sea of ​​fiery red flowers in the place where she lives. The scenery is beautiful, but it doesn't mean that the food must be red!

But Huang obviously didn't get to this point, looking at the mirror, he came out of the cave in a daze, forgetting to say goodbye.

When Wu Youyou woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day, and she saw Huang's beauty and prosperity at first glance, she stretched out her hand out of nowhere and pulled his cheeks to the sides.

Huang, who was completely defenseless, was pulled by Wu Youyou, his eyes widened in an instant, his mouth opened slightly, a little unbelievable.

Although it didn't hurt at all, the itch seemed to be conveyed to the heart. After a while, he didn't react, and then he frowned proudly: "It's dead, eat when you wake up!"

In fact, I still want to continue to hold the soft and waxy miniature version of Yoyo!

Small and soft, it smells like sweet milk when it is brought to the tip of the nose.

But when the words came to the mouth, they turned around again, and changed another flavor. Jing helplessly raised his forehead, expressing that he was very worried about his master's EQ!

Wu Youyou squinted her glazed eyes halfway, apparently she hadn't woken up yet, and didn't care what Huang said at all. After pinching his face, she didn't forget to pat Huang's cheek, and muttered to herself: "So it's not a dream! It feels good, keep it up."

Xiaopang stretched out his hand to cover his lips, and yawned a little. What a child did was so cute, he wished he could hold him in his arms and ravage him hard, holding a full bag of rice as food, waiting for Wu Youyou to accompany him Seeing such a picture in the mirror, my heart began to flutter.

It turns out that my mother was so cute when she was a child!Much softer and cuter than the master, in the future their baby must be more like the mother, if it resembles the master, the boy is fine, after all, there is a popular male god called Bingshan abstinence; if it is a girl, I am afraid that I will not be able to marry .

The author has something to say: Yan is a willful little theater:

Mr. Huang, who was bet on the curse of solitary life, looked at Wu Youyou: Do you love me?

Mr. Huang, who has never been able to find a wife for a lifetime: I have a house!

Defective Mr. Huang: I have a high status, I am the son of God!

Wu Youyou rolled her eyes;

President Huang: /(ㄒoㄒ)/I can change anything if you don’t like me!

Wu Youyou: As long as you still have good looks, I will love you forever, why are you talking so much nonsense?

Mr. Huang: I thought you liked my strength, but I didn't expect you to only like my face, I didn't expect you to be such a superficial monster!

Wu Youyou: Hehe, break up!I think the big dog next door is pretty good!

Mr. Huang: The king of heaven and the ground tiger, the dog is 1.5 meters, are you sure?

The big dog living in the small theater: what happened?I was shot even when I was lying down!Short modeling is my fault!