Jiang Niannian smiled and her eyes turned red. She had a lot to say to him, but she didn't know where to start, and she couldn't hide her gentle smile.

She gently pushed him away. She found that there was something wrong with Yin Buqi tonight.

His already pale face became almost transparent, his lips were as red as if stained with blood, and the white cloth on his eyes was also slightly red, which must be blood.

The whole person seemed tense, yet also seemed to be...forcing calm despite being physically exhausted.

Jiang Niannian asked: "Buqi, you are the Emperor of Jiuyin, right?"

"Um."

"How did you bring me back to life?"

"I will fuse my soul with yours. As long as I am alive, Nian Nian will not die either."

Jiang Niannian reached out and touched Yin Buqi's cold lips: "This method will backfire, right? I see something is wrong with you."

"I'm just feeling uneasy, nothing serious, I'll be fine tomorrow." Yin Buqi replied lightly.

"You must be in pain now." Jiang Niannian touched his hair carefully, with tears in her eyes: "I'm sorry, I made you wait for so long and caused you to suffer so much..."

The outer robe on her shoulders slipped off, revealing the half-covered veil and snow-white skin underneath.

Yin Buqi pursed his lips slightly, his Adam's apple rolling.

The arm around Jiang Niannian's waist tightened a little.

My fingers unconsciously tightened through my clothes.

Jiang Niannian is different from him.

When she is dressed neatly, Jiang Niannian won't think about anything else.

But he will.

When I see her adjusting her collar, I think of her neck as she tilts her head back.

When looking at the Qiankun bag swinging around her waist, I think of her twisting waist.

When I smell the fresh scent of grass and trees on her body, I think of the pleasure of burying my head in her neck.

Every inch of her skin exposed outside her clothes reminded him of the details of their lovemaking.

Fingertips, earlobes, lips, neck...

His voice was restrained and low: "Niannian, when I am calm tomorrow, I will catch that dog Tiandao and take back what belongs to you, and then grind it into pieces..."

"Don't worry, wait till you recover." Jiang Niannian said, "It will definitely be another fierce battle, I don't want you to take the risk."

"He can't beat me."

Yin Buqi's tone was somewhat disdainful.

"But it will hurt." Jiang Niannian said, pressing her forehead against his, releasing a trace of her soul to explore his physical condition.

Who knew that as soon as the soul entered, it was burned by the overwhelming heat.

Yin Buqi's sea of ​​consciousness was filled with burning fire and cracking lava.

The heat caused her to regain consciousness immediately.

She couldn't imagine how painful it must be if her sea of ​​consciousness became like this, and she was a little panicked for a moment.

"Don't worry, I won't die, ever."

They depend on each other in the true sense. He does not cherish his own life, but he loves Jiang Niannian. He will not die, and cannot die.

He was used to the pain and it was no big deal.

Yin Buqi put his face in her palm and said, "Just being close to Nian Nian like this makes me feel much better."

Jiang Niannian felt a little sad and kissed his lips: "Will you feel better if I kiss you like this?"

"Um."

Jiang Niannian stretched out her tongue and licked his lips gently: "Do you like me kissing you like this?"

"like."

Yin Buqi spoke honestly without hesitation, and as he spoke, a pair of snow-white ears appeared.

Jiang Niannian touched the pink tip of her ear: "It's not black anymore..."

Yin Buqi withdrew his hand and lowered his voice: "Niannian, don't you like it..."

Jiang Niannian quickly took the aggrieved big fox into her arms and patted him on the back: "How could that be? No matter what you become, you will always be my Yin Buqi."

She was so happy in her heart that she couldn't help pinching his face, "I like it whether it's black or white. I like it if it's you."

Hearing her say this, Yin Buqi leaned into her arms, slowly raised his arms and put them around her shoulders again.

He rubbed his furry ears against hers and sniffed her scent with his nose.

His warm breath was moist, and his furry tail brushed across my skin, feeling itchy and comfortable.

Jiang Niannian wanted to tease him, so she licked and kissed his lips gently, and blew into his fox ears, causing them to tremble twice.

"Nian Nian." Yin Buqi's voice was soft and coquettish, "Touch your ears again."

"Okay." Jiang Niannian said, and the hand behind his back moved down to grab his dangling fluffy tail.

Yin Buqi shuddered violently, hugged Jiang Niannian tightly, and breathed slightly.

Jiang Niannian touched his face and said softly, "Don't give up. I want to see your eyes."

He reached out his hand, trying to untie the white satin, but was pushed away harshly by Yin Buqi.

Yin Buqi covered his eyes in panic and said incoherently and painfully: "No, it's ugly and will scare you. It's disgusting... Don't look at it, Nian Nian..."

Jiang Niannian felt extremely distressed: "No, I won't be scared..."

Yin Buqi lowered his head even lower, and sobbed, "I feel disgusted myself..."

He was afraid of the terrified expression on her face when she saw his eyes. This kind of fear and trembling tortured him to the point of collapse.

"Yin Buqi! If you keep doing this, I'll be angry." Jiang Niannian held his wrist firmly: "No matter what you become, I love you."

The two men confronted each other for a long time, and Jiang Niannian tentatively reached out to untie his white silk satin.

This time, Yin Buqi did not stop him.

“Nian Nian…” His low syllables were trembling slightly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his body was shaking.

The white satin was untied, and Yin Buqi's breathing even stopped.

The next second, a gentle kiss fell on his eyelids, soft and warm, with a familiar fragrance, "Look, I'm not afraid at all."

The pain was so evident that her heart ached.

"Niannian..." Yin Buqi lowered his head, his face pale. When he heard her words, a "pop" sound came from his mind, like a sharp gap bursting out of warm jade.

Excitement, warmth, shock, and emotion were all mixed up in my heart, and I was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Jiang Niannian hugged him and took out a comb from her bag.

She had read on Baidu Encyclopedia that combing a fox's hair can effectively soothe its emotions, and wondered if it would work for Yin Buqi.

"No, it's getting late. I'll comb your hair and coax you to sleep, okay?"

"Okay." The big fox, still immersed in sweetness, seemed unusually well-behaved and easy to talk to.

This method was obviously effective. Yin Buqi leaned in her arms, humming and moaning, and was unusually docile.

However, as she was combing her hair, Jiang Niannian noticed something was wrong: "Why are there only eight tails?"

Yin Buqi closed his eyes and said sullenly, "There is another one that was torn off by the Heavenly Dao..."

The hand combing the hair stopped instantly.

Heaven's way, Heaven's way again!

Jiang Niannian's eyes turned red, and her whole body was extremely cold. The fine aches were like thousands of silk threads, entangled with each other, making it difficult to breathe.

The pain was incurable, yet there was not a scratch.

My eyes felt like they were burning. Even though I covered my eyes, tears couldn't help but fall from my fingertips.

Yin Buqi sensed something and tugged on the edge of her clothes, shaking them gently: "Nian Nian, it's all over. It doesn't hurt anymore."

Jiang Niannian was still crying, Yin Buqi said again: "Niannian, don't stop, I want to comb Niannian's whole body..."

It's obvious that he wants to change the subject.

"Okay, whatever you say." Jiang Niannian obeyed Mao, but the sadness and anger in her heart grew stronger.

She will make that dog God pay for his debt with blood!!!

That is to say, Yin Buqi already felt inferior in front of Nian Nian, and now he feels even more inferior after his eyes were gouged out and his tail was missing...