Chapter 549 If I touch too much, will my tail go bald? (18)

"Don't come near me!"

Wen Jiujiu's voice came out suddenly, attracting everyone's attention.

It turned out that she had pushed Zhou Xu away. Her eyes were filled with tears and she didn't dare to look at Zhou Xu. She just buried her face in Wen Ming's chest, her back trembling slightly, crying sadly.

Zhou Xu was at a loss, "Jiujiu, I..."

"Cousin Zhou, didn't you hear me?" Wen Ming hugged Wen Jiujiu with the attitude of a winner, and there was undisguised disgust in his eyes, "My sister doesn't want to see you now, you should go back and take good care of your aunt."

Zhou Xu was the nephew of his eldest aunt. Now his third aunt was dead, and the words that his eldest aunt said made people hear that she hated Wen Jiujiu's family to the core.

Wen Jiujiu just couldn't help thinking that maybe her mother's death was really related to her aunt, how could she face the relatives who killed her mother!

She had been telling herself in her heart that she should try to accept Zhou Xu and try to love him, but what happened tonight seemed to be God's reminder to her that she and Zhou Xu should not be together.

Zhou Xu is not pleasing anyone now. He looked at Wen Jiujiu with a pale face, and knew in his heart that he should not be here now, "Jiujiu, take good care of yourself."

After that, he left lonely.

Wen Xiaorou whispered: "Cousin Zhou is so pitiful."

Bai Yao echoed and said: "I think so too."

Bai Yao didn't join in the excitement for long. On the way back, she suddenly had a whim and walked into the shrine that she usually passed by but never entered.

It is said that when Master Wen was still able to move, he would offer three incense sticks to the statue every day, but later Master Wen became ill, so the incense offering stopped.

Later, the enthusiastic Wen family came to the temple, and under Master Wen's instructions, the incense was re-lit in the temple.

However, as time went by, accidents happened one after another, and the elders forgot about lighting incense in the temple. After all, Master Wen could not get out of bed, and they could not see whether they had offered incense to the statue.

It was only recently that the crazy uncle came to ask the fox fairy to help her get revenge, so the incense was re-lit.

This is a very simple temple, and the so-called statue is just a simple fox statue.

This statue is too old, and many details can no longer be seen in their original form, but the expression is still there. It raises its head and looks lazily at the worshippers below. It looks lazy, as if it will lie on the ground and squint comfortably at any time.

Bai Yao remembered the fox statues in a small temple she saw on the roadside when she went up the mountain. Although the statues are of different sizes and the traces left on them in the long river of history are also different, from the expression, she intuitively thinks that they are the same fox.

Bai Yao walked a few steps closer and looked at it carefully for a long time, but she couldn't see what was magical about it. She thought about it, left the temple, and turned to the main courtyard.

This night was another sleepless night for many people.

Zhou Xu wandered around Wen Jiujiu's room. He knew that Wen Jiujiu needed comfort, but he was afraid that he would upset her if he appeared in front of her.

He finally mustered up the courage and approached Wen Jiujiu's door. Just as his raised hand was about to fall on the door, he stopped when he heard a man's voice from the room.

"Jiujiu, don't do this to me." The mature man's voice was particularly gentle and painful. "You know I can't stand you and Zhou Xu being together."

This was Wen Tingzhi's voice.

Wen Jiujiu sobbed softly, "You were the one who left me first, Wen Tingzhi, you are a coward. You obviously like me but you refuse to admit it. If you hadn't kept pushing me away, how could I have chosen Zhou Xu?"

Wen Tingzhi: "I regret it now, Jiujiu. Since I came here, so many things have happened to us. I know that I should cherish the person in front of me. No matter what our identities are, I want to tell you that I love you."

Wen Jiujiu was angry, "Who cares about your love! Wen Tingzhi, belated affection is worse than grass!"

"No, Jiujiu, your body tells me that you like me."

No one knew what happened inside. The originally arguing voices finally became the suppressed breathing between a man and a woman, mixed with secret whispers, and a woman's voice that was begging for mercy but exceptionally gentle was heard.

The man deliberately said: "Has Zhou Xu touched you here?"

The woman gritted her teeth and said, "No...ah!"

This ending tone that sounded like pain hid lingering affection.

"What about here? Has he touched it?"

"No...don't do this...I can't stand it..."

The chaotic voice slipped out through the gaps in the doors and windows. Even a person who is slow to react can guess what happened inside.

The figure outside the door stood quietly for a long time, and finally turned around and left.

Bai Yao came to the room of Master Wen Er, and before she went in, a cheerful figure in red had already walked out of the room.

"Yaoyao!" He grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands, and a calm smile overflowed from the corners of his lips. He slowly pressed against her body, his fingers entwined with her clothes, as if playing an interesting game.

Bai Yao tightened his collar for him, "Why are you here?"

"My friend is seriously ill, I came to see how long he can live."

Bai Yao said: "I'm going to see my uncle."

He held her hand, "Yaoyao, he's asleep, let's come to see him tomorrow."

Bai Yao came over to take a look. She was originally wondering if the noise outside would disturb the old man. Since the old man was asleep, she really didn't need to disturb him.

She held his hand and said with a smile: "Then let's go back and rest."

The words he loved to hear most were Bai Yao's words to go back and rest with him. In this way, he also had a sense of belonging, so on the way back, he walked briskly, occasionally pulling Bai Yao's hand, silently urging her to walk faster.

When passing by his room, the wind chimes all over the room happened to be jingling in the wind.

Bai Yao glanced over, "Why do you hang so many wind chimes in the room?"

"It will be very lively when there is wind."

He tilted his head and raised the corners of his lips towards her. The simple smile revealed a hint of "Am I very smart, come and compliment me."

Bai Yao couldn't help but stretch out both hands to rub his face, "Wow, you are so interesting in life, then I will also hang wind chimes in the room, okay?"

"No more." He shook his head, then raised his hand and covered the back of her hand. A few strands of hair were blown up by the wind and brushed against her cheek, making her feel a little itchy.

He seemed to be able to sense her emotional changes, and laughed softly. His fingers hooked away the hair stuck on her face, but his hand stayed on her cheek and was reluctant to leave.

"I have Yaoyao, so I don't need the wind chime."

Bai Yao's heart suddenly trembled with his smile, and when she looked up at him, her eyes flickered slightly.

He bent down, approached her with an innocent face, but his sweet tone was full of charm, hiding the magic of captivating people, "Yaoyao, I am willing to give you a kiss."

The young man, like a child, did not know what it was to be reserved, nor did he think it was shameful to reveal his desire.

His pale lips slightly opened, and in the cold mountain night, heat was faintly overflowing with his breath. The pink tip of his tongue was looming, and it was unclear whether it was hooking the hot mist or hooking her soul.

"Yaoyao, come in."

Bai Yao took a deep breath, jumped up suddenly, hung on him, hugged his face, and bit it without any hesitation.

During the intertwining, he smiled vaguely, "Yaoyao is like a biting puppy."

Bai Yao's fingers intertwined in his white hair and pressed down the hair on his head. After biting the corner of his lips, she whispered back, "You are like a soft white fox."