Xiaoya cooked and filled the table with dishes. But Gong Jian's thoughts were all on Xiaoya. The taste of these dishes did not leave much impression on him.
He stared closely at Xiaoya's every move, every frown and smile. It seemed that as long as he looked at Xiaoya and gave him a bowl of rice, he would still be able to eat well.
"Sister, your braised pork dish is so delicious. I like my sister's cooking the best." Rafisoma was still talking to Xiaoya while eating.
When Gong Jian heard her words, for some reason, a food called instant noodles came to mind in his mind. But soon, a smile from Xiaoya brought Gong Jian's mind back.
After dinner, the little goddess hid in the study again and went to play games. Xiaoya was cleaning up the kitchen, while Gong Jian kept thinking about an important issue. He actually lives with Xiaoya now. Those two
Are we also living together?
He was a little nervous. Should he invite Xiaoya to his bedroom later? As a man, he should take the initiative. He encouraged himself in his heart.
Seeing Xiaoya walking out of the kitchen, Gong Jian hurriedly stepped forward. Because of his nervousness, he stuttered slightly: "Xiao, Xiaoya, let's, let's go back to the room together."
After saying that, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Xiaoya. I wonder if Xiaoya understood what he meant. Would Xiaoya think he was dirty? Would she be disgusted with herself?
In his heart, he wanted to swallow what he had just said. Gong Jian heard Xiaoya's voice ringing in his ears: "Okay, let's go back to the room together."
With a bang, Gong Jian's mind went blank. He could only numbly follow Xiaoya upstairs to his bedroom.
This is coming true! Gong Jian felt that his heart was beating extremely hard, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. He barely controlled his heartbeat, turned to look at Xiaoya, and wanted to say something.
But he heard Xiaoya say: "I'm going to take a shower first, you wait a moment." These words gave Gong Jian a fatal blow. He nodded in confusion and sat on the edge of the bed.
Gong Jian felt that he was so useless. At such a critical moment, his performance was actually not as calm as Xiaoya's.
He suddenly realized that although he and Xiaoya were recognized by the goddess Jixiangtian, he and Xiaoya were not officially a couple in the mortal world.
So what happens next, should he do it or not? Or should he do it?
Just as he was struggling in his heart, the bathroom door opened. Xiaoya walked out wearing a bathrobe. Snow-white bathrobes often make people's skin look darker. But Xiaoya was just the opposite. Her skin
It was white and delicate, as smooth as white jade. Her black hair was spread out, adding a bit of charm to her.
Gong Jian swallowed hard. If he could, he really wanted to turn into a wolf, pounce on Xiaoya, and devour Xiaoya.
But for some reason, whenever he thought of taking the last step, there was always a little resistance in his heart. It was the same at this time. Seeing Xiaoya's rare charm in front of him, his body reacted uncontrollably.
.But he can still be rational and control his behavior.
Seeing that there was still a trace of moisture at the ends of Xiaoya's hair, Gong Jian quickly found a hair dryer: "Xiaoya, let me dry your hair."
Xiaoya's eyes darkened when she saw that Gong Jian was still acting so calmly. But when she saw that Gong Jian turned around with difficulty and walked to the bathroom in a strange posture, Xiaoya couldn't help but wince again.
The corner of his mouth curled up.
When he came out again, there were still drops of water on Gong Jian's face. He tried to walk behind Xiaoya at a normal pace, and gently started drying her hair with a hair dryer.
But while blowing, Gong Jian found that Xiaoya's head slowly moved back, and finally leaned on his body. How could he blow dry his hair now?
Xiaoya raised her head, looked at Gong Jian, and showed a charming smile. Then she slowly turned around and put her hands on Gong Jian's shoulders.
Xiaoya's meaning was very obvious. But Gong Jian backed down at the critical moment. He didn't dare to struggle hard for fear of hurting Xiaoya. Just like this, Xiaoya forced her back step by step. The two of them fell down.
On his big, fluffy bed.
Xiaoya lay on Gong Jian's chest and reached out to unbutton his shirt. Gong Jian hurriedly used his hands to catch the weird jade hand. But he didn't dare to use force, so he could only gently pull the jade hand.
The jade hand is wrapped in the palm of his hand.
In order to divert Xiaoya's attention, he asked in a hurry: "Um, Xiaoya, how is the world of gods and gods now? Asura, has Asura attacked again?"
Xiaoya was a little dissatisfied with Gong Jian's reaction. She even struggled to free her right hand. Although Gong Jian didn't hurt her, she couldn't free her hand from him.
She pursed her lips and said unhappily: "We are no longer in the God Realm. Why are you still thinking about them at this time? Without us, they would still defeat Asura."
Gong Jian was a little surprised, how could Xiaoya not care about the God Realm? It was impossible for her to say such things.
Seeing Gong Jian's reaction, Xiaoya also realized that she might have said the wrong thing. But before, everything went smoothly, but at the critical moment, this man slipped up. She was a little too eager.
She quickly said: "We are finally together. I just want the two of us to live quietly together. Gong Jian, isn't this what you want?"
After saying this, she looked at Gong Jian affectionately, waiting for his approval. Sure enough, when Gong Jian heard what she said, his eyes immediately softened.
He patiently explained to Xiaoya: "I also hope to live happily with you. But this is on the premise of ensuring the safety of the God Realm."
Xiaoya raised her head, leaned forward, kissed Gong Jian's face, and said softly: "Don't worry, my mother, Goddess Ji Xiangtian, her injury has been completely healed. I think, if Asura comes to attack, my mother will also
I can deal with them easily."
After saying this, Xiaoya showed a shy smile: "Gong Jian, don't you hope that I will always be by your side?"
Gong Jian's heart trembled. How could he not wish that Xiaoya could be by his side? He resisted his impulse. At this moment, he wanted to turn over, jump up, and press Xiaoya under him.
Beneath him, he was kissing the goddess who belonged to him carefully. But his reason reminded him that he couldn't do this yet.
"Xiaoya, even though the goddess of auspiciousness has recovered her health, the threat of Asura has not been eliminated." (To be continued)