Chapter 97 It’s All Because of the Hard Bed
Jiang Changyi stared at the dodder, looking at its yellow and green vines, and an idea came to his mind:
"I see. Since you're so yellow, you should be called Little Yellow Grass!"
Cuscuta: "...Oh, Master, you are so crazy!"
"Who told you to be so shameless? It's settled!" Jiang Changyi didn't care about its opinion and just slammed the table to finalize the decision.
After enjoying the hot springs, everyone who hadn’t slept much the previous night had a quick meal and went to bed.
The little yellow grass volunteered to help pick up everyone's changed clothes and wash them. The vine was so excited that it was twitching like a dough twist. It was obvious to everyone.
Jiang Changyi's mouth twitched, but he didn't care.
It is always better for children to like to work than not to like it. Anyway, their role is to do housework in the space, and these things have to be experienced.
The color of the little yellow grass was so dark that it was almost black. It ran to the pond with a bunch of dirty clothes in its arms.
If this thing could talk, I'd probably hear its obscene laughter all the way around me.
Forget it, this guy is just a grass anyway. Even if it mutates, what can it do to those clothes?
Could it possibly make these clothes any dirtier?
Jiang Changyi returned to his room to sleep. Chu Yesheng lay beside him, still wearing a black mask. He looked much softer in his home clothes.
Jiang Changyi just looked at him quietly without saying anything.
Because he knew that the faster Fu Yiting's strength improved, the closer it would be for Chu Yesheng to leave temporarily.
People are all made of flesh and blood. Chu Yesheng has been with him for so long, and he feels a little lost when he thinks about separation.
This man with dead eyes who had been with her since the beginning of the apocalypse now had much less deathly aura than before.
Chu Yesheng also stared at Jiang Changyi.
Jiang Changyi's silence gave him an air of calmness and composure, which was somewhat different from the frivolous appearance he often displayed.
But Chu Yesheng knew in his heart that Jiang Changyi's core was calm and tenacious, and what he showed was just the appearance of guiding others.
Only Jiang Changyi at this moment is real.
The afternoon sun sneaked into the room through the gaps in the curtains, and Jiang Changyi's profile looked a little broken in the scattered spots of light.
Chu Yesheng felt inexplicably empty inside. He sighed and said, "It's not like we'll never see each other again. Once the time difference is adjusted, my departure will only be a blink of an eye in your eyes."
"Hmm..." Jiang Changyi pouted, "But you'll experience a lot of things in your own world, meet a lot of people, and maybe you won't want to come back."
"Wait, that's weird, this isn't me."
Jiang Changyi frowned, "Why am I like this?"
"I know everyone has their own path to walk, and I understand that everyone's companionship is only temporary, but I...but what am I doing? Why am I using these words to try to keep you?"
This feeling of losing control of his emotions made Jiang Changyi feel very complicated. He felt that he was not Jiang Changyi at all.
He had obviously long been accustomed to being alone and to the coming and going of people around him, so why had he become so out of control?
Chen Yonglong, Fu Yiting, Zong Qiong, Chu Yesheng, Obatias, etc., etc., the appearance of one person after another has unknowingly changed Jiang Changyi's lonely and cold side.
He didn't even realize it himself, but while he was helping others, he was also healing himself invisibly.
Chu Yesheng's voice was magnetic and low: "Okay, don't think too much."
He lowered his head, his eyes deep, and assured him in a firm yet gentle voice: "No matter what happens or who you meet, nothing can change - you are my contractor."
“…”
Chu Yesheng's magnetic and mature voice was so sexy that Jiang Changyi felt like a unreasonable child who needed Chu Yesheng to cheer him up in this way.
However, this feeling is not unpleasant.
The corners of Jiang Changyi's mouth slowly raised into a subtle arc.
What could be more healing than cool and hot muscles?
A dark corner, a familiar place, a familiar face, a familiar movement——
Zhimi squatted on the ground, drawing circles with his fingers. The illusion waves spread out like ripples on the lake and were accurately cast on Chu Yesheng.
In the past, Chu Yesheng could see through Zhimi's illusions and break them, but now, after absorbing two rounds of Jiang Changyi's DNA fragments, Zhimi's illusion skills have far surpassed Chu Yesheng.
Therefore, Chu Yesheng fell into Zhi Mi's illusion unknowingly.
The plan of this illusion insect demon to devour its master is to use handsome men to conquer the will of its master Jiang Changyi.
This is a handsome muscular man with white hair and mask.
My family, do you think that I can succeed in my illusion of mating with the insect demon this time?
"Owner……"
Chu Yesheng stared at Jiang Changyi's eyes, as if they were not eyes, but the deepest ocean heart of Bermuda.
His breathing was disordered under the mask, and his mind had become somewhat out of control because of the illusion.
"Chu Yesheng, you..."
Jiang Changyi's heart was shocked.
"Are you too sleepy and didn't get enough rest?"★
"Hmm... maybe."
Chu Yesheng fell down exhausted, and the scent of clean cloth filled his breath.
Although it was a bit out of place, Chu Yesheng really wanted to say that the living standards in this world were really high. Not only were all kinds of things fragrant, but they even used small bags to control population growth.
Jiang Changyi also knew that Chu Yesheng had hardly any rest during this trip up the mountain to watch the stars. Seeing him so tired, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
"Then lie down and have a good rest. I'll give you a massage to relax you."
…
The curtains swayed automatically without wind, turning the scattered spots of light into psychedelic light and shadow, confusing the sleepy eyes of the sparrows outside the window.
When I woke up again, it was already early in the morning.
Sure enough, the bed in the room was too hard. When Jiang Changyi woke up, his whole body ached. He took a magic crystal and absorbed energy to regulate his body. Only then did he feel better.
Zong Qiong only had one day left of his holiday. Jiang Changyi did not bother him, but let him adjust to the time difference on his own, and then go to study rune technology with Obatias after he had rested well.
Jiang Changyi had breakfast with his family and told Wu Wanqiu and Jiang Changsi about the contract space.
Wu Wanqiu trusted her mature and sensible son very much. She nodded and said, "Xiaoyi, you know what's going on. Mom will listen to you. Just make the arrangements."
Jiang Changsi was just a heartless little girl who loved to watch her brother flirt with handsome guys, so she naturally had no objection, so the matter was confirmed while they were having breakfast.
Jiang Changyi reached a contract with the two of them, and then took them on a tour around the contract space and that was it.
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