Quick Transmigration: The vixen is entangled by the sickly school grass

Chapter 389
The woman thought she had said the wrong thing and wiped the tears from his eyes in a panic: "Stop crying..."

It was as if she had never taken care of a child before, and her movements were terribly unfamiliar.

He was amused by her fussy look, "Master, you are so kind!"

The woman felt relieved and touched his soft hair, "Master will teach you well and raise you well. The little beggar will grow taller and taller..."

He listened to the woman's gentle description of the beautiful future, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

"I don't have a name yet? Master, can you give me a name?"

His voice was hoarse, and he acted like a child, but his eyes were full of timidity.

She's nice, but he's still afraid of rejection.

Fortunately, the woman smiled and agreed, "Let me think about it."

After a while, the woman's peach blossom eyes lit up, and she uttered two words, "Yuya."

He hasn't read the book, so he doesn't know which two words it is.

I just feel that when the woman's clear and melodious voice reads out, there is a very beautiful feeling.

She seemed to see the confusion in his eyes, smiled softly, held his wrist, and wrote those two words on his palm.

Small hands as tender as spring onions, with slightly cool fingertips, sketched on his sensitive palm.

He stared intently, his eyes dark and obscure.

"Do you remember how to write it?"

The woman nodded his nose, raised her eyebrows and asked.

He was too busy looking at her hands, but couldn't remember the steps of the strokes.

His clean face was stained with blush, and he whispered: "Can you write it again?"

The woman nodded and really wrote it again.

"I must remember it carefully this time!"

Sure enough, he remembered it.

I dare not forget it from now on.

*
The woman's smile was as beautiful as ever, and the sweetness penetrated into his heart.

Standing on tiptoe, she stroked the top of his head with her hand, and said in surprise: "Yuya, you are so tall!"

He has always been taciturn and cold to everyone.

Only she.

She smiled, and he raised the corners of his lips.

The woman was hooked by his smile, and was stunned for a second before pinching his cheek, "Yuya, you look so pretty when you smile!"

"You have to smile more!"

The arc of his tilt became deeper and deeper, his voice was low and persistent, "I only laugh for Master to see."

The woman glared at him helplessly, "How is this possible!"? "

The smile on his face completely dissipated.

When will Master know what he thinks of her?
She took care of herself day and night, taught herself to read, taught herself to practice martial arts, and even saved her life...

In the past, he always refused with silence.

But today, he suddenly wanted to make it clear.

The woman was obviously frightened, "Yuya, am I your master?"

The more she thought about it, the more she felt a chill down her spine.

She has always loved him as a little apprentice, but she never thought that things would develop in this direction.

In fact, in the demon world, this kind of thing is not strange at all.

What's more, she is still a bohemian fox monster.

but……

.

She seemed to come to her senses at last, and pushed him away abruptly.

"I am your master!"

His gaze became deeper, and he approached her step by step, "Master? Why can't Master?"

The woman was shocked by his straightforward attitude, "You..."

The moment she was stunned, she was forcibly hugged by him again.

He breathed into her earlobe, his tone paranoid and crazy.

"We are monsters, we don't have to care about this at all."

"Master."

He called her affectionately, and took a bite of her small earlobe.

She almost moistened her eyes under his malicious teasing.

*
But Yuya was wrong.

He is not a demon.

He is the god of crossing the catastrophe.

Women don't find out until a long, long time later.

At that time, she was already with Yuya.

She finally gave in.

Because he looks so pitiful when he looks at her coquettishly, she will soften her heart.

Because his arms were so firm when he stubbornly hugged her, she would be moved.

She had to admit that he had indeed grown into a man worthy of entrustment.

He no longer needs Master's protection, and he can even protect her.

After she let go, he intensified.

He knew that she was originally a fox, so he often shamelessly coaxed her into turning into a little fox.

He hugged the fluffy her tightly in his arms, stroking her soft belly and upturned tail from time to time.

What an uncomfortable life.

Song Chiqing suddenly hooked the corner of his lower lip.

He could even feel the warm touch of the little fox's soft and lustrous fur under the sun.

Unfortunately, the good times don't last long.

Several strange men came to the door. They said they were gods.

They also say that He is also God.

He didn't believe it, and wanted to drive them away angrily.

But was stopped by the woman.

They also said that he came to cross the catastrophe.

He should have died that afternoon and gone on to be his god.

However, he was picked up by a woman and raised as a young apprentice for many years.

He looked at the woman with burning eyes, and said firmly: "Even if what they said is true, I will not leave you."

"I will always be with you."

As he spoke, he wanted to hug the woman, but she pushed her away.

"You?" His black eyes dimmed.

Is she going to abandon herself?

He suddenly became tense, as if he had returned to that dying afternoon.

The woman shook her head, "Go back, you don't belong here."

"The laws of this world are like this. Gods and demons cannot be together."

Her gentle voice was suddenly so indifferent.

He felt his heart was bleeding.

The woman he loved didn't even look at him.

(End of this chapter)