NOVEL NEXT Chapter 57
Chapter 57 cigar
The living room was terribly quiet for a while.
Fu Mingye’s eyes fell on Qi Baicha.
The young man wore loose pajamas, with the hickey left on his collarbone, his eyebrows were exquisite and picturesque, they were familiar to him.
Fu Mingye looked down at the glass fragments, and felt very strange to the young man’s uninjured fingers.
At first, Fu Mingye felt that his vision was wrong.
How can the tea without the power of the hand to smash the glass with bare hands?
Then I felt that my sense of smell was wrong.
His cup of life spring water is fine, how could he smell the fragrance of life spring water on the hands of Chacha? ?
Finally, I felt that my hearing was wrong.
How could Chacha say that he is a respectable thing? ? ?
Finally he came to the conclusion: “I haven’t woken up yet. I was too tired last night. I will go back to sleep.” He got up and went to the bedroom.
Qi Baicha said coldly behind him: “Your Excellency Cthulhu.”
Lord Cthulhu: Qaq
Now he couldn’t help deceiving himself.
Fu Mingye turned around and knelt on the shards of glass without hesitation: “I was wrong.”
Qi Baicha frowned. God’s body is powerful, and only the weapon of God can fight against it. Naturally, the shards of glass are not painful or itchy, and it is impossible to cut the skin.
It’s just looking out of the eye.
He said lightly: “Get up and talk well.”
Fu Mingye said pitifully, “If you don’t forgive me, I won’t get up.” Cha Cha still felt sorry for him.
Qi Baicha sneered, raised his hand and swept it over, suddenly a pile of sharp icy ridges appeared on the floor of the living room: “Go and kneel on it.”
Fu Mingye: “…” This seems to be really painful.
The last bit of luck is gone, his wife is really a Snow God.
A man who can bend and stretch, Fu Mingye got up decisively and sat down beside Qi Baicha diligently: “Does the hand hurt? I’ll blow it to you.”
Qi Baicha turned his head and moved aside, ignoring him.
He feels like a silly fork. He has always been frightened by Fu Mingye’s lifespan, struggling to find a way to live forever, and fighting with God regardless of his grace for a bottle of life spring.
After doing it for a long time, people don’t need it at all, and it’s the one who fought with him and ridiculed him.
Surprised? Was it unexpected? Is it irritating?
Anyway, Qi Baicha doesn’t care much about Fu Mingye now.
“I’m sorry…” Fu Mingye said weakly, “I didn’t know it was you.”
What the **** did he do?
“This means that if it weren’t for me, you could be very unreasonable to others?” Qi Baicha turned back, and the piles fell apart. “Snatching other people’s things, pestering them in fights, and raking in and saying that others are polite?”
Fu Mingye wanted to lose his memory on the spot.
If it weren’t for Chacha, Fu Mingye really felt that he was not at all wrong.
In this world, the strong respects the strong, whoever has the ability to get it. According to Cthulhu’s concept, he will never be wrong, and it will only be others who are wrong.
But if this person is Cha Cha…
Then just let the above concepts go. Sorry, he is such a double standard.
“It’s all my fault.” Fu Mingye recognized his mistake unambiguously, but he did not repent, “But if it wasn’t you, I would still grab it again.”
“you-”
“Drink a cup of water to calm your breath.” Fu Mingye handed the cup of water on the table to Qi Baicha. This time he really used the life spring water as ordinary tea.
The cup was stuffed into Qi Baicha’s hands, exuding the smell of life spring water.
Qi Baicha paused.
He looked down at the glass of water, and suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable: “You are robbing the life spring water for me.”
He is not stupid, the initial anger has passed, and he can understand Mr. Fu’s purpose. Cthulhu is immortal, what is the use of the spring of life? It’s not to… let Mr. Qi live forever.
If it were him, if he had such a chance to win the spring water, he would rather fight to the end…
Even if you don’t take up any more reason.
No matter how many times he comes back and how many opportunities he gives to choose again, he will always choose to be with Mr. Fu forever.
With such an empathy, he seems to be incapable of being angry with Mr. Fu.
“Where did this glass of water come from?” Qi Baicha put the glass back on the coffee table.
Fu Mingye answered obediently: “Ask the elf to ask for it.”
Qi Baicha glanced at him: “I have great skill.” Yu Guang shook the shark bead ring on his finger, “So this shark man’s tears weren’t you picked up at the beach?”
Fu Mingye was embarrassed and said, “I used a wish to exchange it for the Yuren.”
He suddenly remembered something: “Then this dragon ball isn’t the glass marble you picked up?”
Qi Baicha snorted: “I killed the dragon.”
Without the help of the black-robed god, the dragon would still die, that is, it might die together…
Fu Mingye: My tea is amazing.
The two gods looked at each other on the sofa for a moment, and suddenly they laughed together.
Fu Mingye laughed and trembled: “It’s really flooded into the Dragon King Temple. I don’t know my family. I knew you were also a god. What spring water would I grab with you? Anyway, I will give it to you in the end. Even if I don’t grab it, you are the last Will give me…”
That was really a waste of work.
Qi Baicha didn’t want to laugh at first, but the more he thought about it, the more funny he became, and he didn’t get stuck. He smiled helplessly, and thumped Fu Mingye’s shoulder: “I am always worried that if you die… I have to keep you widow for a lifetime. My whole life is that long.”
Fu Mingye was funny and distressed again.
He understands this feeling too much. It turns out that both of them are suffering the same.
…Obviously it is so touching and affectionate, but it sounds more funny when combined with the truth.
It’s just… two fools.
Two fools who love each other deeply.
Fu Mingye hugged Qi Baicha and kissed: “Don’t worry about it in the future.”
The kiss was moved.
Qi Baicha half closed his eyes and raised his chin to respond to him. He wears household slippers and pajamas, and it is easy to take them off. Fu Mingye was wearing the formal attire he was going to work. With a light pull on his tie, he fell to the ground with his suit jacket.
Time always can’t stand the toss, and the time of the morning passed quickly.
Qi Baicha can withstand the toss and has plenty of energy.
The air was filled with a lingering scent of blue musk, exquisite and gorgeous, just like a clear youth leaning on the sofa.
Fu Mingye sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette after the incident.
Qi Baicha doesn’t like the smell of cigarettes, and Fu Mingye doesn’t smoke it on weekdays. Today, I don’t know which way to smoke, and suddenly a cigar comes out after finishing it.
Qi Baicha looked down at him: “Why do you smoke suddenly?”
Fu Mingye was smoking a cigarette: “Cool down by smoking a cigarette.”
The lover who has been in love for three years and thought it is a mortal is also a god, and this kind of impact cannot be digested for a while.
Qi Baicha said, “Also let me calm down.”
Fu Mingye handed him another cigarette, but Qi Baicha didn’t pick it up with his hands, but raised his chin slightly.
Fu Mingye put the cigarette directly into his mouth. Qi Baicha’s rose-colored lips held the cigar in one bite, and Fu Mingye leaned forward and lit the cigar that was burning in his mouth.
Smoky.
They looked at each other for a moment in the mist. Qi Baicha’s cool and beautiful complexion is a little bewitching and gorgeous in the rain and the smog. That is the most cold and noble snow **** in the world, blooming into a passionate rose under him.
Fu Mingye saw that his throat tightened, and he almost wanted to press the young man to do it again.
Qi Baicha’s slender fingers sandwiched a cigar, and said lazily: “I still think you are so talented, and a mortal body can make me weak every time. It turns out that you are also a god, so that makes sense.”
God Sleeping God is the same as man sleeping, it’s not that he is delicate and weak.
Fu Mingye thought for a while, and said the truth: “In fact, it can’t be said. I am the **** of prayer, you are the **** of nature, and logically younger than you, my body strength should not be as strong as you…”
Qi Baicha still feels tired, he is really delicate.
Qi Baicha opened her eyes in anger and anger: “What do you mean by it?” Does it mean that he is old, or that he is in poor health?
Obviously it was a proposition, and Fu Mingye didn’t answer it cleverly.
Qi Baicha tried hard to argue for herself: “I am now one-tenth thousandth sealed, not so weak and can’t help but wind.”
Fu Mingye coughed slightly, “I am also one in 10,000.”
Qi Baicha: “…”
“It turns out that this is the truth about your impotence.” Qi Baicha means a lot.
“Why hurt each other, Cha Cha.” Fu Mingye said gently, “I didn’t even mention your hemorrhoids.”
Qi Baicha: “…” He doesn’t want this husband anymore.
Immediately stop this brother’s behavior of turning over the dark history.
Qi Baicha still doesn’t like the smell of smoke. This calm method is not suitable for him, and the more angry he chats with Fu Mingye. He pinched out the cigarette **** and threw it into the ashtray on the coffee table accurately: “Remove the seal and go to the sky for a fight.”
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Fu Ming’s wild hand shook: “Also, do you want to fight?”
“Didn’t you have a good fight before?” Qi Baicha curled her lips, “What is it?”
Fu Mingye: Don’t dare, don’t dare.
He nerdy said: “I thought you weren’t angry anymore…”
“Who said I’m not angry?” Qi Baicha became angry when he saw him, “You are taking the spring water of life for me, I don’t care. I will ask you, why don’t you work? You also participated in the show, don’t tell I said that Fang Ya’er’s weirdness and Qin Yirou’s system weren’t obvious. You were there the day Meng Xing jumped off the building. You could not have seen his death. What then? You, one, one, all, nothing ,tube.”
Fu Mingye: “…” I feel so guilty.
“You can always take care of one more thing.” Qi Baicha said aggrieved, “I don’t have to be so tired.”
He couldn’t control whether the Cthulhu did not work, and he didn’t expect it. But now that Cthulhu is his husband, and the other party is watching a show when he is busy, Qi Baicha is rude to dislike it.
Fu Mingye raised his hand and surrendered: “My pot, I will definitely share the worries for Master Xue Shen from now on, and promise to do my best and leave the work to me.”
He didn’t mention any moral kidnapping at this time, his heart was tied to Qi Baicha, and he was willing to do anything.
Qi Baicha snorted coldly.
Fu Mingye asked cautiously: “Are you still angry?”
Don’t overdo Qi Baicha, it is the arrogance of the youth: “It depends on your performance.”
Fu Mingye smiled and hugged him: “You still mess around with me on the sofa when I am angry?” In the past, Chacha didn’t share the same room with him when Chacha was annoying him. This time it seemed to have no effect. He still didn’t care about it…
Qi Baicha looked at him: “You are not the only one who feels comfortable. If you use this as punishment, I will suffer too.”
Fu Mingye had a bad feeling.
Qi Baicha smiled, so gentle that the Cthulhu’s heart trembled.
“So let’s fight.”