It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

At the celestial market held once a month, Ying Zhao accompanied Lan Qingya for a stroll.

There are elixirs, magical tools, spiritual beasts, divine beasts, materials and ores, everything.

Lan Qingya walked around the shop with great interest.

Ying Zhao placed his hands behind his head, his handsome face showing an indifferent expression.

She picked up a cage and looked inside. Inside was a colorful bird with tail feathers.

"Did the God take a liking to this? This is a colorful phoenix that can summon hundreds of birds. It is extremely rare."

Lan Qingya turned around and looked at Ying Zhao: "Does it look good?"

Ying Zhao frowned: "It doesn't look good."

Lan Qingya put down Caifeng and said, "Look at this feather, how beautiful it is!"

She then picked up another cage, which contained a smooth black snake: "What about this one?"

Ying Zhao shook his head.

Lan Qingya let out a light sigh and put the things back.

"You like this kind of naked?"

Lan Qingya: "It doesn't matter if it's smooth or hairy, as long as it's not too shabby, I like it."

Ying Zhao’s face froze.

His original form was a horse body with tiger stripes, neither smooth nor hairy.

Isn't this what she meant by "not being reliable"?

Yingzhao is unhappy.

The little girl doesn't like him like this.

He returned to the Suzaku Shrine with a sad face and met Liu Tuzhang.

Liu Tuzhang cried out: "Why is Xingjun so sad?"

Seeing that he was older, more experienced, and more enthusiastic, Ying Zhao couldn't help but ask, "Lord Liu, do you know how to make yourself naked?"

Willow deer:?

He scratched his head and said, "I think my skin isn't very good and I want to improve it."

Liu Tuzhang suddenly realized: "Isn't this simple? Can't we just shave the hair directly?"

Ying Zhao was enlightened as if by a bolt of wisdom, and hurriedly bowed to him respectfully: "Yes, thank you, Lord."

He shouldn't have thought of such a simple thing.

He returned to his bedroom excitedly, took out a razor, and shaved off all the hair on his body. He touched his body, which was indeed much smoother, and nodded with satisfaction.

Just when I was about to go find the little girl, official business suddenly came up.

He walked out the door with gritted teeth.

"Good luck on the grand opening! Good luck on the grand opening! I, Zhang Yuelu Xingjun, am busier than the Jade Emperor!"

It was ten days later when I returned to the Ninth Heaven after finishing my work.

He didn't forget to find the little girl and let her try the feel of his hand.

When he transformed back into his original form, he saw that his body was different from before. His hair was even more luxuriant, as if growing on the wheat stubble that had just dried in the ground.

Lan Qingya was reading a book. When she heard him insisting that she touch her, she raised her hand perfunctorily.

Then the attention was successfully attracted.

She put down the book in her hands and studied his body carefully.

Ying Zhao blushed when she looked at him: "What are you looking at?"

Lan Qingya: "Look at you. Hiss... Yingzhao, why are you so annoying all of a sudden?"

Yingzhao:...

"Not slippery?"

Lan Qingya was puzzled: "What do you mean slippery? Just touch it yourself."

Ying Zhao touched himself in disbelief, silently turned back into human form, and left Qingxutian without saying a word.

A month later, he came again.

Lan Qingya vaguely guessed what he was doing, and asked in a pretentious manner: "What do you want me to do today?"

Ying Zhao transformed back to his original form and rubbed against her.

"Feel it and see if it's furry."

Lan Qingya raised her hand and touched it. The newly grown hair was as hard as steel wire.

Lan Qingya: ...

"Have you ever touched it yourself?"

Yingzhao touched it himself and found it was not even as hard as the hard feathers, let alone furry.

He felt a little embarrassed and depressed.

"It's not good to touch, forget it."

Then he changed back into human form and walked out.

Lan Qingya suddenly grabbed his wrist and said, "Silly boy, you and I are in tune with each other, how can you not know what I'm thinking?"

Yingzhao:?

She scratched his palm and said, "It doesn't matter whether they are smooth or furry, because they are just spiritual pets. I like my Ying Zhao no matter what it looks like."

"He is the one and only Ying Zhao who grew up with me, bickered with me, and became a god with me."

Ying Zhao's handsome face flushed, and he grabbed her hand and said, "I don't want to argue with you now. I just want to be nice to you and make you happy."

Lan Qingya looked at his innocent appearance and thought that she had done too little.

"You'll do anything to make me happy?"

"Ok!"

Lan Qingya moved closer to him, and their breaths intertwined.

"I want to be with your original self..."

Ying Zhao was startled and his face turned even redder: "Then study it carefully."

They studied for a long time in Lan Qingya's bedroom in Qingxutian.

"What is this?" He tasted the rouge on her lips and marveled at it.

Lan Qingya bit his earlobe and asked, "Have you forgotten what you did for me?"

Ying Zhao suddenly realized, no wonder the scent was so familiar.

"The lip balm you gave me is very useful..."

Before he could finish his words, he put them into his mouth.

The satisfied Ying Zhao tossed around under Lan Qingya's nose.

There were all kinds of vegetation in Qingxutian. She lazily lay on a soft cushion on the side, supporting her head with her hands and watching him busy in and out.

"What are you doing?" She couldn't help but asked curiously.

Ying Zhao looked at her and smiled: "Keep it a secret."

"Tsk, I don't want to know." She curled her lips and turned back to the house.

Half a month later, Ying Zhao helped the blindfolded Lan Qingya to sit down at the table.

Lan Qingya let him fiddle with it and said with a smile: "What is this? It's so mysterious."

Ying Zhao untied the white silk from her eyes: "Okay."

Lan Qingya opened her eyes and opened her mouth in surprise.

"I just said that the lip balm you gave me is very useful."

I didn't mean for you to do it.

"If you like it, I'll make a few more for you." He looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.

"I only mixed forty-eight colors, little girl, do you like it?"

Lan Qingya was speechless.

Only forty-eight colors?

Modern technology and hard work are beyond your control.

The forty-eight small jade bottles are filled with lip balms of different colors.

"I'll make it for you when you're done."

This way he could taste all kinds of lip balms on her lips.

Yingzhao is very satisfied.

Lan Qingya was completely unaware of his thoughts: "It would take ten years to use up all this."

"Gifts are important, but your thoughts are more important."

She said, turning around and hugging him: "I like it very much, thank you baby."

Ying Zhao blushed again: "Don't say thank you, just call me baby."

Lan Qingya laughed out loud, but was picked up by the angry Ying Zhao and put back into the bed.

As the moon rose and set, Ying Zhao took Lan Qingya all the way to the Jiutian Galaxy to enjoy the scenery.

The small wooden boat floats with the wind, and below it is a transparent sea of ​​stars, a mixture of light and dark, like pearls of different sizes embedded in a silver scroll.

The empty flagons were thrown overboard.

Ying Zhao rested his head with one hand and held a glass of wine in the other. In his arms was a girl with misty almond eyes and a smile on her lips.

After being drunk, I don't know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy.

"Little girl..."

"Ok?"

"I will always be there for you."

His voice was gentle but firm: "Just like this, we will stay happy like this forever, okay?"

She climbed up from his arms, smiled and leaned over to kiss his lips.

"Row."