Hearing this, Shen Wuyou was suddenly stunned, and her misty eyes were filled with innocence as she blinked at him.
"...This trick is useless."
He raised his eyelids, glanced at her lazily, and said:
"Shen Wuyou, I'm not a fool. I wouldn't be fooled by a few words from you."
Are you kidding? Like? Who do you like? Feijian? That effeminate bastard who kills without blinking an eye? Who would believe that?
Even if she doesn't like me, she should like a handsome and elegant man like Ling Wangqing.
What the heck was that flying sickle? Was it worthy of her affection?
But she really dared to say it.
How could he not be angry!
Now that I've calmed down, I naturally need to sort out the whole story.
Meeting his deep, unseen eyes, Shen Wuyou's heart skipped a beat, and then he said awkwardly:
"I wonder what you are talking about..."
"If you liked what you did just now, I wouldn't mind doing it again."
He spoke in a cold voice, his eyes sweeping across her healed shoulder, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he would make her bleed again if she answered him slightly wrong.
"No, no, no, I don't like it, I don't like it!" she said repeatedly, shaking her head almost like a rattle.
"Speak." He leaned back on the bed, one hand behind his head, looking at her leisurely, and the other hand tightly gripped her waist to prevent her from escaping suddenly.
"Just... uh, could you please untie me first, sir?" She moved and realized that her hands were still tied behind her back.
Bhagavan looked at the pitiful beauty in front of him, whose clothes were half-dressed and whose shoulders were half-exposed. His eyes were slightly deep, but he did not move. Instead, he said coldly:
"That's what I said."
"......oh."
She lowered her head, looking listless. "When I was devouring the Manjushri flower, the God of Creation suddenly entered my consciousness..."
She roughly altered the content, because Bhagavan knew from the beginning that she was a soul from another world, so there was no need to hide this. She simply explained directly that she had experienced three worlds and was a pawn created by the Creator God.
However, the subsequent transaction with the creator god of this world was slightly changed, and the past was perfectly hidden.
"So, you want to pretend to break up with me, and then deal with Feijian to draw out the evil spirit in him?"
Bhagavan frowned and repeated it briefly and horrifiedly.
Shen Wuyou nodded. "According to my observation, the one in his body should be the most concentrated soul of the Primordial Soul. The other souls are numerous and scattered, making them difficult to deal with. This one should be the leader of them all, or in other words, the main soul. We must treat it with caution."
"...Yeah." He responded muffledly.
Seeing Shen Wuyou's questioning look, he explained, "I have no objection."
Naturally, he wouldn't have any objection to this kind of thing. But...
"You can do whatever you want during the day, but you must stay away from him at night!"
"Yes, sir~"
She is very straightforward.
Then he looked behind him, turned around, and gestured: "Then this..."
"Just like that, let's sleep." He said, then he held her in his arms, lay down, and covered her with the quilt.
Shen Wuyou was shocked, and after realizing what was happening, she hit him with her head: "I'm not feeling well!"
"Wuyou, you lied to me and I'm angry." He reminded.
"..." She ran out of breath in an instant and collapsed.
Ying...
Although, this posture of putting your hands behind your back is uncomfortable whether you are lying on your side or facing forward...
Besides, even if I fall asleep, my arms and body will be numb when I wake up tomorrow morning.
"Hmm~" She ignored him, but she could still act coquettishly.
The furry little head arched his chin again and again, and when he opened his eyes and looked at her, she immediately widened her bright black eyes and looked at him expectantly.
“…”
Bhagavan sighed helplessly, then reached out his hands, held her shoulders with both hands, and lifted her directly onto his body, letting her lie on him to sleep.
Shen Wuyou looked at his actions in bewilderment and whispered, "Sir, aren't you uncomfortable?"
She is a human being after all, with her height and weight. Doesn't he feel chest tightness and pressure?
Bhagavan had already closed his eyes. He placed one hand on her back and patted her gently, as if coaxing a child: "Be good, go to sleep. I'm tired."
He was indeed tired. In order to come back quickly to take care of her, he had worked tirelessly for three days to deal with the mess left by Ling You. He then brought out all the ministers and gave them a thorough cleanup, which took a lot of effort.
Shen Wuyou wanted to say something more, but seeing the tiredness on his face, he finally shut up, lay on her obediently, and fell asleep.
When they woke up the next day, they were still in the same position as last night.
Shen Wuyou woke up early this time, but did not make any noise. He just opened his eyes and looked quietly at the sleeping face of Bhagavan.
Her eyes were filled with longing, and she stared at him infatuatedly, as if she wanted to imprint every detail of his appearance in her mind, afraid that she would forget him...
Suddenly——
"Your Majesty, are you awake?"
A cautious voice broke the silence in the room.
Shen Wuyou understood that it must be because he had taken down Feijian's sign and stood up the pigeon last night, so he went to find Bai Wei to make trouble.
Her hands were tied behind her back, so she couldn't get up quietly. She thought about rolling to the ground and then getting up.
But when she was about to start, her leaning body was suddenly grabbed by a warm big hand, and with a little force, it was brought back.
She looked up, apologetically.
At this moment, the other party also heard another voice outside the door, and immediately understood what was going on. He looked at Shen Wuyou and asked, "Want to go out?"
"Hmm." She thought for a moment and said, "I'll have someone seal this place off later. My Lord, remember to open a barrier. Just treat it as a vacation. Take a good rest these days."
"...Don't you need my help?" He was more concerned about her.
"No, I can only let go if I do it myself." She shook her head gently, then her eyes curved, and she kissed him on the lips, looking sad and saying, "If you were here, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself and abandon those important things, which would be troublesome..."
"You're talking nonsense..." He chuckled. He was obviously very satisfied with her performance, but after last night, her mouth turned back into its old-fashioned and taciturn self.
"There's nothing I can do~"
"Who made my husband Wang, a man who misleads people with his beauty~"
"People are waiting outside anxiously, why don't you go out quickly!" He really shouldn't have chatted with her.
With red ears, Bhagavan drove her away, withdrew the belts and magic that were tied to her, and covered himself with the quilt and did not come out.
"As you command, my Lord Royal Husband~"
She dressed herself, leaned over, and kissed him on the quilt covering his face. Then she turned and left with a smirk, not caring about the person with a red face under the quilt behind her.
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