In fact, spending too much time in the small world can easily make one forget the primordial world.
It's not that the small world is more prosperous and bustling than the prehistoric world, but rather that it is more peaceful, tranquil, and warm. The infighting among people here is far more peaceful than the bloodshed that often occurs in the prehistoric world.
—Suitable for Ah Tong to nourish her soul.
After A-Tong self-destructed, her soul shattered into millions of pieces. Xi spent over a thousand years collecting them at the bottom of the Yellow Springs Underworld Sea, managing to gather only a small portion of them. The remaining fragments were scattered in the small worlds that split off from the primordial world.
He tore through the barriers between worlds and entered these smaller worlds, accompanying the remnant soul through each reincarnation, waiting for her to die peacefully, and then taking the remnant soul back.
Safety……
"According to what you've said, they're up to no good and definitely want to harm us. For our safety..."
"For your safety's sake, you can just watch from the sidelines today," the man said, reaching out to touch the head of the little girl who was still muttering to herself, and gently patting it.
His narrow eyes held a smile, and even his voice was languid: "These are men's matters. If I need you to worry about them, would I still be a man?"
The little girl's hair was always thick, fluffy, smooth, and dark, and it felt very nice to touch. No wonder she loved to stroke the feathers along his wings when he transformed back into his original form.
She would even sleep on his body at night, and he would use his wings as a blanket to cover her so she wouldn't catch a cold.
He knew perfectly well that Jinwu had a lot of internal heat and that she wouldn't catch a cold by his side, but as the saying goes, concern can cloud judgment, and he couldn't bear to see her even slightly unhappy.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch her long hair again. The girl glared at him and covered her head, saying, "My hair is all messed up... Never mind, I'll comb it myself in a bit. Hmm, no, I came here to have a serious talk with you, how did we get onto the topic of whether or not someone is a man? Why are we making such a big deal out of this?"
Xiao Lingchen, however, did not want her to get involved in too much.
Mu Sheng appears to be normal, but he actually suffered a traumatic experience in his early years, making him mentally unstable. When he's in a rage, he speaks and acts without thinking. In addition, he has always been on good terms with the American mafia and has a lot of lives on his hands, so Xiao Lingchen is worried about him.
“A true man is one who remains chaste. How can someone like Mu Sheng, who is promiscuous and womanizing, be considered a good man? Don’t be fooled by his respectable appearance; he’s nothing but a beast in human clothing.”
He subtly badmouthed his rival, then put his arm around the little girl's waist and led her into the house. Xiao's father was in poor health and had been bedridden lately, so he stayed in his room and didn't come out.
Bai Shu narrowed his eyes: "Something's wrong with you. How did this conversation turn to this? I just remember when I came over, Xiao Shisan said something about not letting me hear. Did you do something?"
Xiao Lingchen said in a deep voice, "I swear to the sun that I have done nothing wrong. I am completely innocent and have been slandered. If I have told a single lie, may the sun burn me to death."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Bai Shu suddenly became agitated. She had only meant to tease him, but she hadn't expected him to take it so seriously. She reached out to cover his mouth, "Today is your birthday, don't mention such words—"
"Okay, then neither of us will say anything."
A smile appeared in the man's eyes, and he leaned down to kiss her palm.
The girl gasped, blushing as she pulled her hand back behind her back. Her bright eyes stared at him, and she bit her lip. The warm, moist touch of his palm still sent a jolt of electricity through her body.
Xiao Lingchen smiled innocently.
The sun is himself, how could he be burned—besides, he was telling the truth, and there is no one in the world more innocent and chaste than him.
But these kinds of routines are actually quite interesting.
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