Wu Zhou did not have any objections to the subsequent arrangements. He just listened to Qianye saying that although the immortal power kept his energy alive, he still seemed very sleepy. He hugged her and fell asleep with a few words.
But he just held her in his arms like this. There was no longer any passionate kiss or any sign of passion. It seemed that he was tired, exhausted, tired...
Qianye was also tired, and as she fell into a deep sleep, she seemed to have had a dream, one that seemed wonderful, but was so heartbreaking that she almost cried out of water.
In the dream, it was still this room and this same bed. Wu Zhou lay gently on her body, quietly as if he didn't want to disturb her.
But he exposed his two furry ears, grabbed her hand, and let her touch it gently, over and over again. The long hair slipped through the fingers, and his two really pleasant ears could not help flapping, leading him to
With the warm and delicate touch, I can't stop even in my dream.
She didn't know how many tails Wu Zhou had exposed to hug her. The fur on her neck was warm, her hands were itchy, and her waist was also warm.
Occasionally, he clenched Long Tail with evil intentions, and Long Tail trembled but did not escape, letting her knead him maliciously, even pinching him painfully.
After letting her play with it for a while, Wu Zhou took her hand and slowly moved it to his heart.
He liked this very much. He liked her hand covering his heart, saying that it would make him feel much better.
He said that her hands were warm and his heart was cold. Her hands made him feel warm.
"Qianye, it still hurts..."
This seemed to be the last sentence in a dream, echoing in Chiba's mind for a long time. She struggled in the dream and couldn't move. Chiba wanted to ask him where the pain was, but she couldn't open her mouth.
After a hard night of struggle, when he woke up again at dawn, Chiba felt as if he had experienced a night of hard work, including his heart, which was extremely tired.
But she seemed to be sleeping very deeply. It had been a long time since she had slept until dawn. Many nights, she would open her eyes when she fell asleep, secretly checking to see if Wu Zhou was still there.
However, Qianye subconsciously touched his side, and the bed next to him was already cold.
I suddenly opened my eyes and sat up. The surroundings were quiet and the morning light was shining, as if everything was a dream.
Is it really a dream? Wu Zhou is saying goodbye to her? The bed beside him is already cold. How long has he... been gone?
Where has he gone? He is alone and in despair. Where else can he go?
"Death, have you seen Wu Zui?"
Death had long since avoided the passion between the two of them, and drifted in from outside the house. He blinked and said, "Sir, have you lost Wu Zhou?"
"I'm not kidding you, he should have left on his own. Help me look for him quickly. Fangyuan..."
"Sir, if he hadn't opened the door and walked out by himself, he could cast a spell and cover a thousand miles, let alone a hundred miles. How would you find him?"
Qianye's heart dropped. She had been worried about this since last night. She knew clearly that Wu Zhou was absolutely unwilling to follow her back to the teacher's gate.
In other words, as a demon lord, he couldn't bear to be protected by a whole family of heavenly masters, and he would have to live under someone else's roof for who knows how long.
She actually knew and understood them all, but she just felt that instead of suffering so many hardships outside, why couldn't she lower her head?
Even if she was living under someone else's roof, even if she was being protected by someone she disdained, she would still stand by his side, wouldn't she?
She will try her best to...
But she had forgotten. This monster has lived for thousands of years. When did it learn to understand current affairs?