Huang Xize paused his fingers slightly, raised his eyes, and looked at her with serious eyes.
Ye Ying ignored his sudden depression, "I'll give you a baby."
Huang Xize frowned: "Why?"
Why did you suddenly give him a gift? It was a good thing, and he should even be flattered.
But after contacting what she said just now, Lord Mountain God is not sure again.
Ye Ying took out a small box from her pocket, handed it over and asked casually, "Did you forget what day it is today?"
The mountain **** sounded the alarm in his heart.
In the past three years, the anniversary of the two people's first meeting, their wedding anniversary (it happened to be the same day) and Ye Ying's birthday, he kept in mind, never forgot or didn't prepare a gift—although every time he got a disapproving "Thank you" ah".
Even the birthdays of father-in-law and mother-in-law, as well as blessings and gifts on Father's Day and Mother's Day, have not been missed.
What day is it today... He really can't think of it!
It's every married man's nightmare—"What day is it?"
His expression was calm, but his whole body was actually stiff.
Ye Ying raised her eyes and curled her lips slightly: "Today is my thousandth day as a widow."
Huang Xize: "..."
He raised his head and looked out of the window without a word: "The weather is really nice today."
That is to commemorate his death for a thousand days?
By the way, why commemorate it on this day? !
Ye Ying stuffed the box into his hand, turned around and brushed up her hair: "Open it, put it on for me."
Huang Xize: ...Wait, didn't you say you gave it to me? Why are you wearing it?
But he didn't say anything in the end, and silently opened the box.
As soon as the box was opened, his movements froze.
He knows this emerald - although he doesn't know jewelry, but this aura...
It was the rough stone that she bought at the Wanshang Charity Auction.
In the past few years, he has never seen her wearing jade, and she rarely even wears jewelry. He thought that this rough stone had already been sold in pieces.
Unexpectedly, she carved such a gadget.
Huang Xize held the emerald green puddle of jadeite in his hand, and saw its appearance clearly.
With round ears and a slender neck, a green emerald weasel sat obediently in the palm of his hand.
Huang Xize was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed out loud.
"Smile." Ye Ying's face was also a little hot, and she ordered fiercely: "Put it on for me."
"Really want to take this off?" He pointed at the buckle of the small purse on the back of Ye Ying's neck.
"It's silly."
Perhaps it was the comfort of the little weasel, Huang Xize's depression about her taking off the money bag was greatly weakened. But he still held the small gold bag, a little aggrieved: "Then I took it back?"
Ye Ying let go of her hair and turned around, throwing a sharp eye at her: "Dream, you still have to take back what you gave away?"
She snatched the small money bag from Huang Xize, took off the pendant, and stuffed it into the raised paw of the little emerald weasel.
Only then did Huang Xize notice that the little weasel's paws and chest formed a circular groove. The money bag was put in tightly, and it was actually embedded in it.
Ignoring his gaze, Ye Ying tidied up the necklace and admired her new accessory in the mirror with satisfaction. This pendant was found by a famous domestic jade carving master, and she was satisfied with the design draft after several versions.
Sure enough, the craftsmanship is good.
This kind of fine carving can be called a work of art, and it is not worth the carving fee that Bai Hua made her feel so painful...
Lord Shanshen saw that she was in a good mood, and boldly asked, "Didn't you give it to me?"
Ye Ying glanced at him, showing kindness: "Your is on the table."
Upon hearing the words, Lord Shanshen happily followed her eyes and looked at the table.
...a small transparent plastic bag, in which there is a green little ring casually placed.
Huang Xize: "..."
The difference is too big.
Ye Ying's eyes turned dangerously: "Not satisfied?"
"That can't be."
Master Shanshen opened the bag at the speed of light, and put the ring on his ring finger.
It didn't fit in.
Huang Xize looked at the ring stuck on the second knuckle, took it off after a few seconds of silence, and put it on the little finger.
Well, it fits well this time.
Master Shanshen said weakly, "...why is it so small."
"After custom-made pendants, people made them out of leftover materials. It's considered a gift." Ye Ying replied casually: "According to my size, of course it's too small for you to wear."
She looked at his expression, and said in a cool tone, "I don't like giving it back to me."
"I like it." Huang Xize was full of desire for survival, looked down at the leaf-shaped dark lines carved on the ring, and touched it cherishingly.
Ye Ying calmly asked an irrelevant question: "Is Dharma Guardian considered a priesthood?"
"Mm." Master Shanshen played with the touch of green given by his wife on his little finger very rare, and suddenly stopped after answering.
It took two seconds for him to look up at Ye Ying, her expression was calm: "Since I have a priesthood, have I also become super-long standby?"
Like the immortals, they live forever. No…
If Huang Xize wanted her to be with him for a long time, then her life span might be even longer. Although it will not be equal to the mountain god, it is not impossible.
"In the past three years, my appearance has not changed much. This is actually normal..."
Ye Ying turned to the mirror and said without emotion: "But I seem to have grown backwards compared to three years ago."
This was the reason for her speculation, but she didn't know if it was because of the position of Dharma Protector or because of the mana Huang Xize gave her.
That's why she wanted to test it out today, and seeing Huang Xize's expression, she was even more sure that the position of Dharma Protector would really bring about some changes.
"no."
Huang Xize's deep and moving voice sounded, and Ye Ying turned to look at him.
The man lowered his eyes and met her eyes: "I never thought of going beyond your wishes to make decisions for you."
"I also wanted to tell you that being a Dharma protector doesn't force you to live forever. You still have a choice. You can choose to live forever, or you can choose to grow old with your relatives and friends like ordinary humans."
He raised his hand, and pinned her sideburns behind her ears with slender fingers lovingly and cherishingly: "I said it, I said it a long time ago - you are free, and you live according to your own wishes."
Ye Ying looked at him, and vaguely remembered that a long time ago, when he was in a car accident and was hospitalized, she used to struggle with whether to die.
At that time, she felt that he was willing to risk his life for her, but she couldn't pass the test in her heart. At that time, in the ward, what did he say?
I will not force you. You are free and you can always decide as you wish.
Either accept or reject.
Now he also placed the road to eternal life in front of her eyes. But without persecution, or concealment, let her directly become one of them.
He really gave her options and respected her decision.
Instead, Huang Xize laughed when he saw her like this. He pinched Ye Ying's face: "There is no need for this kind of expression. Even if you choose to stay with me for only a few decades, I will find you in the endless reincarnation."
His eyes were gentle, and he nodded calmly: "What if you change your mind in one life?"
Ye Ying pursed her lips, looking at her own reflection in his dark green eyes.
Huang Xize looked at his lover's dazed look, and slowly suppressed his smile, his eyes were deep but sparkling, gentle and turbulent.
He lowered his eyelashes, his fingers holding her cheeks were slightly hot, and he gently pulled her towards him uncontrollably.
This was his dream, his adoration, his obsession, his star.
Ye Ying tenderly complied with his desire, pampering and pampering, and let his kiss fall on her lips.
This kiss was done carefully, Huang Xize's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was afraid of waking up from a sweet dream. But when the lingering breath lingered at the end of his nose, he finally complied with his instinct and deepened the kiss.
The last time the two kissed was three years ago. That kiss was bloody, full of anger, without mercy. It was obviously the most intimate move, but Ye Ying savagely turned it into a tear.
At that time, she was immersed in the pain of powerlessness and loss, as well as the joy of Huang Xize's remaining life after the catastrophe.
But this kind of rejoicing, on the contrary, gave birth to guilt, which made her even more unable to let go.
The memory of that night, to Ye Ying, was more like a cathartic emotional catharsis than an ambiguous entanglement.
And it was not until now, three years later, that she could finally taste the happiness and joy of regaining her lost lover.
The entanglement of lips and tongues gradually turned from tenderness to fiery intensity.
The lover's breath, smell, and voice became the spark that ignited everything. The skin warmed up, the eyes blurred, the breaths of the two people intertwined, and the hugs and touches became extremely hot.
Huang Xize's lips parted a little, and he looked at the woman in front of him up close. Ye Ying's hair was slightly disheveled, her skin was slightly red, and her light-colored lips, which had never liked to wear lipstick, were stained with bright red water by his kiss.
With wet eyes, she looked at Huang Xize slightly out of focus.
The pure and ascetic mountain god's eyes were gloomy, as if the aggression lost after waking up had returned to him again. He lowered his head again, this time the kiss was as fierce as a storm, and his hands easily supported the woman's slender body.
Ye Ying was taken aback by the sudden weightlessness, and immediately embraced his slender neck with both hands. The two bodies were touching, as if a monstrous fire had been ignited. Huang Xize supported Ye Ying with one hand, and followed the curve of his lover with the other hand, pressing on the back of her neck domineeringly, as if wanting to integrate her into his own flesh and blood.
But Ye Ying struggled, her lips parted, and she whispered in his ear breathlessly: "Go to bed."
These words completely burned the last sliver of reason in the mountain god.
The moment the body sank into the soft bed, a domineering and possessive kiss fell. Ye Ying slightly shuddered to bear everything.
That is not fear, but throbbing from the source of life.
At the moment when her reason was swallowed up, she vaguely thought, ah, so it is still there.
The traction of the fate star... has always been there.
Even if Huang Xize has become a mountain god, even if she has been deliberately ignoring it, the deepest connection in her soul has always been there.
She was connected to him, it was an unbroken bond, it was—
Fixed number.
Ye Ying raised her hand in a daze, followed her instinct to reach in through the man's loose collar, and peeled off the unbuttoned shirt from that strong and beautiful body.
She longed for him as much as he longed for her. So she is not ashamed to ask for it, nor is she stingy in return.
At this moment, there was a loud knock on the door of the lounge!
There were three loud bangs, and the two people on the bed froze instantly.
A naive voice sounded outside the door: "Huh? Is Miss Ye not here?"
It was the original wolf fairy loli. A nervous female voice followed: "Probably not here, let's go, mom will take you to KFC."
Ye Ying later found out that Mother Wolf Immortal practiced quite well.
At this time, she might have sensed the subtle aura of the mountain **** leaking out of the barrier in the lounge.
The footsteps of the two wolf fairies, one big and one small, gradually drifted away.
Until it disappeared, the two people who had been frozen were instantly relaxed.
Huang Xize's face was buried between Ye Ying's neck, Ye Ying stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, the two of them were silent for a while.
Until Ye Ying's stomach groaned, breaking the silence.
The two were silent for another two seconds, and then couldn't help laughing together.
Huang Xize tightened his arms, hugging Ye Ying in his arms, and sighed helplessly: "This time it's not my problem."
Ye Ying knew that he was talking about the fact that he deliberately avoided her death when he was a weasel.
She smiled and hugged him back: "I'm hungry."
Huang Xize put his chin on top of her head, and said softly, "Go and eat beef noodles."
"Okay." As soon as she heard that she was going to eat, Ye Ying regained her spirits, broke free from his arms, jumped up and straightened her clothes.
The setting sun was falling from the window, casting a halo on Ye Ying's silhouette. She was humming a song in a good mood, and suddenly turned to look at Huang Xize warily.
"Didn't you lie to me this time?" She asked alertly.
Huang Xize smiled and kissed her on the forehead: "No."
"We've got a long, long time."
...
Huang Xize walked through the grass against the sun.
Zuo Huai happily contacted him yesterday, saying that the star of fate had finally been found.
This guy almost wept with joy, for several generations in Zuojia Village, he was the only one who made great contributions to the sixth master.
Huang Xize responded with a few words indifferently.
In fact, he didn't think too much about Fate Star. To put it bluntly, the trajectory of his fate has been determined, and only this fate star is needed to open the last section of the road.
Even after two hundred years of psychological construction, no one will be in a good mood when seeing death is close at hand.
But he still had to come. This is a fixed number.
So he turned into a prototype, came to the agreed place, and observed secretly in the grass.
The slender figure standing there was lowering his head, poking his fingernails at the phone, as if venting his anger.
...Well, the clothes are so dirty.
Huang Daxian commented without emotion in his heart, and then walked forward. The dead grass in the flowerbed scraped across his fur, making a rustling sound.
The voice seemed to be startled, and he raised his head suddenly, and looked at him unexpectedly!
Looking at each other, Huang Daxian shivered suddenly.
I'll go, what is this thing? !
The eyebrows are like Xiaoxin, the eyes look like they have been beaten, and two lying silkworms lie under the eyes brightly. Originally, her eyes were not small, but the smoky makeup made her look three parts human and seven parts ghost-like.
Huang Daxian's pupil earthquake-is his star like a flower? !
He is really not a superficial weasel who only looks at the appearance, but this is too eye-catching! !
At this moment, Ru Hua actually walked towards him!
Huang Xize took a step back unobtrusively, ready to run away at any time.
Just as he was on guard, the girl had already arrived in front of him. She squatted down and showed a bright smile: "Why are you here? Where is your master?"
Her eyes seemed to crush the stars in the sky.
For some reason, seeing this silly smile, Huang Daxian suddenly became dizzy.
He thought to himself, in fact, this is not bad.
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