Feng Yang: ???
What? Say it again?
Yangyang? ?
How dare you say that.
Chu Ci watched the little boy raise his eyes, and it was clearly a cold and noble look.
But made by such a little boy, it looks a little puffy.
Chu Ci looked at it and couldn't help blinking, then smiled softly with the corners of her lips curved.
"What are you laughing at?"
Feng Yang frowned. The delicate little boy looked so cute when he did this action, with his hands on the edge of her skirt. If a grown man did it, it would probably be an action full of possessiveness, but when the little boy did it, it was full of childishness.
"Can't you change back?"
Chu Ci spoke in a low voice, looking at the top of the other person's head, and couldn't help rubbing it.
Then his hand was suddenly held by the other person. He raised his eyes and glanced at the completely restless little girl. He just pinched Chu Ci's little paw and didn't say anything.
Feeling Chu Ci's other hand stirring, as if it was heading for her face, Feng Yang finally spoke, her cold voice carrying a hint of indescribable self-abandonment, "Si Miao was in a hurry, really in a hurry. My strength is back, but it hasn't been fully integrated yet. I'm still in the newborn stage after Nirvana, and I can't change back."
That's why when he saw the other person woke up, he hesitated and hid, then tried again, and when he really couldn't change back, he appeared.
"Where is Si Miaoren?"
Chu Ci blinked and looked around.
If the matter is resolved, that guy should be very happy. After all, he has been holding on for so long and finally got the person back.
"Things are a little complicated. I didn't see him when I came back. I don't know what he saw, but he threw the Samsara Mirror away and ran away. Fortunately, he held on for a long time, and the Samsara Mirror didn't collapse. But we did come back early."
Feng Yang thought about the situation he had learned when he came back, and pressed his temples with a headache.
It's really hard to describe how funny it is to see the cute little boy doing such mature actions.
"I heard that he followed the little girl he saw and traveled through time. I don't know what she did to make him throw away the Samsara Mirror and follow her. Who knows how long it will take for him to come back."
Originally, the matter between the two of them was left to him to handle alone.
Feng Yang was a little dissatisfied, and his golden-red eyes dimmed slightly.
Obviously, it is quite unpleasant to feel that you have just brought your wife home, but then you are told that you don’t have much time to spend with her and there is a lot of work waiting for you.
"That's right."
Chu Ci touched her chin, sensitively smelling a hint of something wrong. She smiled with her eyebrows curved, "So, in that case, I've become a matchmaker."
Seeing Chu Ci coming closer and looking at him with a smile.
Feng Yang paused, raised his hands and hugged Chu Ci's neck, and responded softly.
Before Chu Ci could react, he had already come closer and gently pressed the corner of his lips against Chu Ci's cheek.
Indescribably gentle and tender.
He hugged her neck and rubbed it softly.
He whispered, "As for feeding you too much power..."
Feng Yang narrowed her eyes, "I didn't think of it at the time either."
Chu Ci glared at him. Feng Yang fell silent and obediently rubbed her little face against Chu Ci's. "Cibao, I was wrong... Don't be angry, okay?"
She has a good attitude towards admitting mistakes and has even learned to act like a spoiled child.
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