A hand reached out from her waist and gently pressed against her belly, motionless.
Then he slowly applied force and carefully brought her back.
Tang Rou turned around and felt the cold temperature close at hand.
He smells fresh.
Tang Rou pulled him over, and with the young man's unprepared expression, she buried herself in his neck and took a deep breath.
Like sucking a cat.
The young man's fresh breath made her feel much better.
Yue is really different from before. He used to be quiet and had no sense of existence.
Now with an overly beautiful face, she looks like a fairy, quietly competing for favor.
A child who has been pampered is not willing to lose that warmth, and sometimes will show a willful and coquettish side, trying to catch her.
However, Tang Rou would always indulge him, let him get along with him, and be careful of testing.
The moment Tang Rou chatted with Aslan, he was already secretly jealous.
"Why does that kind of dirty stuff become your nourishment?"
She calmed down a little and touched Xiaoyue's neck.
The other party's eyelashes trembled, wanting to hide, but not wanting to miss her hard-won initiative.
Tang Rou sat upright and said to Aslan, "It was just my guess. I hope they are not stupid enough to attract alien species in this way."
Aslan said oh.
After a while, he said, "It's okay. Anyway, I didn't understand a word of what you just said."
"..."
Yue began to feel disappointed as Tang Rou's attention was diverted.
He once again reached out his hand to her belly, showing a slightly distressed look, as if he was wondering why there was no movement under his palm.
Tang Rou first slapped his hand away.
Later, when the boy was stunned for a moment, he grabbed his wrist back and gently rubbed the back of his hand.
The corner of Aslan's mouth twitched, watching her confusing operation.
"Did it hurt you?"
"I'm talking to someone else."
"I can't keep my attention on you, can I?"
He speaks softly, like a persuasive human trafficker, deceiving a simple young man.
Yue lowered her eyelashes and looked a little aggrieved.
Gently pulling her hand back, Tang Rou pulled his hand back, held it in her palm, and whispered softly, "I was in a bad mood just now, Yue, I will pay attention to you, but it depends on the situation."
"Being willful regardless of the occasion will cause trouble to people."
Yue opened his mouth, but couldn't pronounce a single word.
Like a cat that can't meow, it can't even figure out how to please its owner.
He pursed his lips and gently pulled his hand away, trying to pull it back, but Tang Rou held it tighter.
Taking advantage of the situation, she pinched his face.
"Okay, stop making trouble and obey me."
Aslan watched the interaction between the two and couldn't help but interrupt, "Tang Rou, you really look like a scumbag who is very good at coaxing little girls."
Tang Rou was genuinely puzzled, "What's wrong with me?"
"You're a scumbag." Aslan said concisely and to the point, "You're such a scumbag and you don't realize it. You're going to get retribution."
Tang Rou looked confused and wanted to refute, but her shoulders sank.
Yue obviously didn't really want to reject her, so he followed her hand, lowered his head, and put his forehead on Tang Rou's shoulder.
This is his usual way of showing affection.
It is also a commonly used way to please people recently.
The cat that can't talk is so cautious even when it acts coquettishly.
Tang Rou touched his head, like an obedient little animal.
Aslan watched the interaction between the two of them with a complicated expression.
He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he swallowed it back and raised his hand to touch Tang Rou's forehead.
"Your body temperature is still very low, Rou. I hope you can take the initiative to tell me everything."
Tang Rou let go of Yue and stood up, "Over there."
"What?"
She took a few steps forward, smelling the scent in the air.
Sin mixed with evil is coming from not far away.
Her voice sounded unreal through the mist, "I smell a lot of people in that direction and unknown creatures appearing. Let's go take a look."
Maybe everything has an answer.
Fog started to appear on the seaside at some point. People from the Holy See, wearing robes, evacuated from the altar built in the sea on a technologically advanced metal-colored ship.
The fusion of religion and technology creates a strange harmony.
The shadowy figures are like ghosts in the smoke screen.
As we got closer, we could vaguely see that only the flowers that the bride had held in her hands were left on the deck, and those brides disappeared.
The fog is really too heavy.
The smoke has no effect on Tang Rou since she can't see it, but it makes it difficult for Aslan to move forward.
Tang Rou smelled a new round of evil coming from those who left on the boat.
A light dark green color was floating in the air, and the hunger in her body had disappeared. When she was full, she would feel like vomiting when she smelled the greasy smell. Now Tang Rou felt like vomiting when she smelled this sinful smell.
As soon as Tang Rou felt uncomfortable, Yue would pull her away, like a dedicated little servant.
Yue has special senses and has a sense of direction when walking. Tang Rou is like a marionette, letting Yue lead her.
As I walked, my feet were cold and I stepped into the water.
Tang Rou stopped and grabbed the young man in front of her, "Where are you going?"
The young man certainly couldn't answer her, but his intention to take her into the sea was too obvious.
Tang Rou backed away, "Why do you always want to drag me into the sea?"
The young man raised his hand and touched her belly, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
Aslan followed him bitterly, "Why did you two run away so quickly?"
Tang Rou always couldn't understand what Yue was thinking.
Just as he was about to walk to the shore, he suddenly tripped and almost fell into the sea water, but a pair of hands from behind grabbed him in time.
Tang Rou lay on Yue's arm, almost tilting into the sea with the thin jellyfish.
There was a faint light coming through in front of my eyes, and a vague voice sounded in my ears, "Rou! Why is there a skirt under your feet?"
"skirt?"
Tang Rou raised her head.
The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and Aslan and Yue disappeared together.
Tang Rou appeared in a spacious and retro room.
His face was covered with something like a veil.
She lowered her head and found that she was wearing a white gauze skirt and lace gloves with complicated patterns on her hands. This outfit... looked very much like a bride.
Tang Rou's eyes were full of confusion, and the door creaked open, and a man in a robe walked in.
Through the shadowy veil, she saw the other person's face.
It was the Archpriest of the Central Cathedral.
Behind the priest were two women, dressed in ancient and solemn robes, which looked very much like religious adaptations of nuns' costumes.
This is quite interesting.
Looking around, the room was filled with people dressed similarly to herself, the brides she had seen in church.
And Tang Rou herself became one of these brides.
She probably accidentally came into contact with something, and she once again saw what happened in the past in a certain time and space.
Tang Rou was very calm.
She has become accustomed to her special ability of jumping out to scare her from time to time.