the day of marrying a celestial boss

Sang Bai stretched out his hand to snatch back his mobile phone. After hearing what He Yuan said, he paused and asked in a daze: "Following... I like you... You, what do you mean..."

He didn't react for a moment, his eyes widened in astonishment: "Are you... Are you chasing me? You're not spying on me!"

These days, he preconceived.

I always thought that He Yuan was aware of the special nature of his spiritual power, and was really performing his duties in the fairy world to monitor him.

Although it is no longer a marriage contract, after all, the two are considered harmonious when they are together.Therefore, he felt angry and aggrieved by He Yuan's relentless attitude.

These days, he is deliberately self-willed in some things and confronts He Yuan.But because He Yuan was able to be by his side like this, he was faintly happy.

In fact, there is still a sense of dependence on He Yuan in his heart that he dare not speak out.

At this moment, he understood He Yuan's words, his face slowly turned red, and his heart beat rapidly.

He Yuan stuffed the phone into Sang Bai's hand, and said seriously: "Yes, I'm chasing you."

He looked at Sang Bai, and said in a calm tone: "I found you that night and agreed to your marriage proposal, just to repay your life-saving grace. Seeing that you want my spiritual power, I agreed to you."

"So I set a one-year deadline, and I want to use one year to restore your spiritual source."

Sang Bai's uplifted mood just now fell down instantly as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it.

He rolled his eyes and said, "Anyway... I provoked you first."

"I don't need you to repay the favor now, and you don't have to force yourself to stay with me, you should go back."

"no!"

He Yuan hurriedly said: "No."

He supported Sang Bai's arms with both hands, slightly bent down and looked at Sang Bai at the same level: "It's just that I didn't think about it, and I gradually wanted more."

"I still want... If possible, after a year, I want to get your consent and stay with you forever. It's just that I didn't expect luck to trick people."

He Yuan lowered his voice: "I soon realized that my lifespan is not enough for even one year. So, that night, I dare not promise you."

He Yuan let go of Sang Bai, and said softly, "I'm sorry for making you sad."

He stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a little fox carved from a log.

It was given to him by Sang Bai the night he confessed his love.

"sorry."

He Yuan's voice was so low that only the two of them could hear at such a close distance: "Obviously, you are going to give yourself to me. But I said something like that, I'm sorry."

He Yuan gently stroked the wooden fox in his palm, and continued, "I never cared when I died, let alone asked to live longer."

"It's just because I can't give you a response, and I hate myself for why I have reached the limit of my life at this time. Besides wanting to say sorry to you, I am still sorry."

"Then... forcibly breaking off the marriage contract with you made you sad for so long, and you were still injured in Qingdi to save me. I'm sorry."

He Yuan looked at Sang Bai, and asked in a low voice, "Are you disappointed in me?"

Such a man seemed to be waiting for a trial.

Sang Bai's nose immediately became sore.

But it wasn't because the sadness of being rejected was mentioned again, but because of the indescribable restraint and forbearance hidden in He Yuan's tone and voice.

In fact, he probably guessed that it was not because He Yuan rejected him because he didn't like him.

Instead, he knew that his life was up and dared not respond to him.

Now that He Yuan told him personally, the grievances in his heart are gone, but he feels sad for the two of them.

During that time, He Yuan was absolutely no more miserable than himself, both of them had been sad for so long.

"I……"

Sang Bai wanted to say that he was not disappointed.

When the words came to his mouth, he was blocked again.

He thought for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Why...don't you tell me the truth? Tell me earlier, I...I, I can give you my spiritual power and save you."

"Neither will we... nor experience such a thing."

He Yuan laughed: "Who knew, you still have such spiritual power. It is really the source of spiritual things in all worlds."

There was surprise and faint joy in the tone of his speech.

"What's good."

Sang Bai didn't look at He Yuan, and complained in a low voice: "I'm not going to be regarded as a factor of instability in your fairy world, but also to be watched by you."

"Maybe that day, I will be told by you that I will disturb the order of the Three Realms, and you will lock me up."

"will not!"

He Yuan stepped forward to hold Sang Bai's hand: "No one from my He Yuan would dare to touch you, and no one would dare to lock you up."

"Who, who is yours?"

Sang Bai retorted: "It doesn't matter to us now."

But he didn't withdraw the hand held by He Yuan, he hung his head, his cheeks were hot, and his pair of transparent, white and moist earlobes gradually turned rosy.

He Yuan shook his hand and asked in a low voice: "Are you willing to give me a chance? Give me a chance for us to have a relationship again, okay?"

He looked at Sang Bai and said as if making a promise: "I will definitely not make you sad this time."

Sang Bai turned his head away from him, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Is there someone who chases people like you?"

"Others watch movies together, go shopping and so on. It's like you follow people to school and do your homework every day, and you still use...Ge Rong's posture."

It is useless to agree, but not to refuse.

There is also the vague meaning of asking him out together.

He Yuan was pleasantly surprised.

His little fox is still so obedient, so cute, and so easy to coax.

He held Sang Bai's hand even tighter: "I'll take you there when you recover from illness, and I'll accompany you if you want to play."

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Although the physical fitness of the demon fox is much better than that of humans, after all, it still needs to rest for a day after the fever has just subsided.

He Yuan took care of every detail, his tone and eyes were more gentle than before, as if he cherished the difficult time between the two of them even more.

Ge Rong brought back herbs from Qing Mansion, boiled a pot of decoction that smelled bitter and unpalatable, and coaxed Sang Bai to drink it.

Sang Bai has a keen sense of smell, smelling the smell of this traditional Chinese medicine, he almost vomited up his lunch.

He frowned and hid: "Can I not drink? I'm already healed. And there are many medicines and supplements for humans, so you don't have to drink herbs from the demon world."

Ge Rong persuaded him: "Human medicines have side effects, this is the most natural medicine supplement. I also put honey, it's really not bitter."

Sang Bai shook his head: "Such an unpleasant herbal medicine with honey must be even more unpleasant to drink."

Ge Rong then put down the bowl, walked silently to the kitchen and brought out another bowl: "This bowl doesn't have honey added, it's original, you can try it."

Sang Bai: ...

He acted coquettishly at Ge Rong: "Isn't it okay not to drink?"

The thin young man raised his head, his pretty face smiled with a pleading softness after illness, and blinked brightly with his long, narrow eyes.Cute and pitiful, people can't bear it.

Ge Rong was helpless with him, and looked towards He Yuan as if asking for help.

Seeing this, He Yuan took the decoction from Ge Rong's hand and said, "Let me do it."

Sang Bai: ...

I don't want to drink even if you come.

He Yuan scooped up a spoonful of ginger-yellow decoction, blew it to Sang Bai's lips, and coaxed him: "Ge Rong is right, the herbal medicine in Qingdi is indeed a health-preserving food for the Yaozu, and he worked so hard to give it to you." Pick it back and boil it into soup, you just drink a little, and let Ge Rong go for nothing."

He Yuan also coaxed softly, but he didn't have the slightest momentum like Ge Rong.

The tall and indifferent man sat on the cushion under the sofa in front of him and explained the truth to you.Even being looked up to, there will still be psychological pressure.

Sang Bai: "...do you seem to be coaxing people?"

He Yuan smiled: "I'll reward you with an ice cream after you take a sip, is that okay?"

Sang Bai: ... He Yuan still understands him.

Although the fever subsided, my body was still slightly hot and my throat was dry.At this time, eating cool and sweet ice cream is the best.

So Sang Bai opened his mouth to hold the spoon in the corner of his mouth, and drank it.

Frowning bitterly, he asked, "Seriously, you have to buy me ice cream."

He Yuan took another spoonful and brought it to Sang Bai's mouth: "Okay, I'll buy you two for another sip."

Sang Bai drank it naturally: "Then how much ice cream does this bowl of drink have. My refrigerator is small, can it hold it?"

He Yuan: "I'll freeze it for you with spiritual power, and you eat slowly."

Sang Bai asked a more tricky question: "Then how many can I eat at a time?"

"two."

He Yuan stipulated, and then explained: "Your body is still weak, so you can't eat too much and ruin your stomach."

The two fed each mouthful, saying each sentence.

The picture is so harmonious that Ge Rong next to him feels that standing here is superfluous.

He looked at He Yuan's patience and gentleness as if he was treating a child, and Sang Bai's willful but smiling eyes, and quietly deleted the list of unmarried monsters in Qingdi saved on his phone.

After feeding the medicine, He Yuan was going to go out to buy ice cream for Sang Bai.

Sang Bai had another request: "Would you like to go together?"

He Yuan looked at the dark and gloomy sky outside and heard the whistling wind from time to time: "You have just recovered from the fever and dare not see the cold wind. Wait until I come back?"

"I've been bored at home all day, so boring."

Sang Bai rummaged through the closet, found thick clothes, and said, "I'll wear thicker clothes, and just put on a scarf to keep from being blown by the wind."

He Yuan had just said that he wanted to chase someone, and he had just been forgiven by Sang Bai. At such a time, he couldn't bear it, and he didn't dare to refuse Sang Bai.

He thought for a while and asked, "How about I make you smaller and you stay in my pocket, so the wind can't blow you."

Sang Bai: "You want to turn me into a little hamster again?"

He Yuan corrected him: "It's a little fox."

"Is this good? I'll cast a spell on you to make you invisible. When you arrive at the store, you can take it out of your pocket and choose the flavor you want."

Even though He Yuan gave in like this, Sang Bai couldn't hold on any longer.

And what He Yuan is wearing today is not a suit, but a simple cashmere coat, the soft and thick fabric looks very warm and comfortable.

I wanted to try it in my heart, but on the surface I was reluctant: "Okay then."

Same as last time, Sang Bai was turned into a miniature white fox sitting on He Yuan's palm.

The body size seems to be a little smaller than last time. The white fox has a lean and flexible body, dragging a fluffy tail that is bigger than the body.It was like a ball of white pompom bouncing and rolling on He Yuan's wide and warm palm.

He Yuan was afraid that he would fall from his palm, so he quickly used his other hand to protect him.

Restraining his fingers not to touch the little hairball in his palm, he said softly, "Be good and put it in my pocket, okay?"

"Row."

The little fox nodded its pointed jaw.

The pockets of the plush coat are indeed more comfortable and warmer than the pockets of the suit, but the thick fabric also allows Sang Bai to see the scenery outside, which is dark.

He was bored in the corner of his pocket, so he played with He Yuan's finger in his pocket, taking a bite from time to time.

He Yuan was walking on the street at dusk, tall and tall, with a handsome face that was very eye-catching.It attracts the eyes of men and women who are around after get off work and school.

It's just that such a man's eyes are looking forward, but his sight has no focus.There is a gentle smile hidden in the eyes, as if immersed in incomparable happiness.

No one would have guessed that this kind of happiness just came from a little fox in his pocket gnawing and playing with his fingers.