I have a deep love for Zhenjun

49.

"Isn't the wish made like this?" I repeated Fu Qing's words softly, and I couldn't figure out the meaning behind it, so I asked him sincerely, "According to Zhenjun's words, how should I make it?"

"I said before, the rare treasures of the six worlds, the secret treasures of magical weapons, you can choose."

"But I also told Zhenjun that these are of no use to me."

Fu Qing's eyes fell on me, and his voice was low: "The prosperity of the world is for profit. The chaos of the world is for profit. Shaohe, don't tell me that you don't want anything."

What he said to this point, I already knew the meaning of what he said, it was nothing more than saying that he felt that I was clinging to him for profit.

He just thinks that... I am willing to use it as a medicine, compromise my cultivation, and waste these ten years in order to get something from him.

Yes, I'm really not a saint, and I don't want to do things that don't work in vain.I closed my eyes and thought to myself, actually... I don't want nothing.

It's just what I want, he can't give it, and he won't give it.

Thinking of this, my eyes were slightly sour, and I suddenly felt a little bit wronged: "In the past ten years, even if I didn't get any benefits, every time Zhenjun sent a letter to call me, I would, and I would always be there, and I would be there without any worries. Don't dare to be negligent. In the Immortal Court...someone broke their mouths, saying that I took advantage of it to be so kind. They don't know that I am actually willing."

I paused, and asked him in a shy voice, "Who does Zhenjun think I am for?"

When the words came out, I wanted to laugh at myself again.It is clear that there are not a few embarrassing thoughts in his heart, but he still wants to pretend in front of this person that he does not intend to reciprocate.

"True Monarch is tired of listening to nasty words, and I didn't want to say it again. But now, I still want to say it for the last time."

"I have a deep love for Zhenjun... It's true that I have a deep love for you."

Seeing that Fu Qing frowned very lightly, and his mind was in a state of confusion, I thought that he didn't like to hear these filthy words, so I quickly changed the subject: "So I have nothing else to ask for. At least... before I get Cang Tian's blood essence , let me follow Zhenjun."

After saying that, I stared at Fu Qing anxiously, but I heard him say decisively: "No. You are not good at cultivation, and I have no time to distract you during the fierce battle...to protect you."

He spoke the last three words very softly, almost disappearing between my lips and teeth, but I listened carefully, and my voice was hoarse for a while, and when I slowed down, I felt like a spring of joy in my heart.

It turns out...he would worry about me too.

It turned out that he was not really indifferent.

I pursed my lips, trying to suppress my smile, but I couldn't. I could only let the corners of my eyes and brows glow with spring, "Zhenjun...are you worried about me? It's okay, I'm Come prepared, you will never hold back Zhenjun."

Seeing me laughing, Fu Qing added a bit of embarrassment on his face, and glared at me: "Nonsense."

The ends of his eyes were slightly red, as bright as the morning glow, and he gave me a light glance, which did not have any deterrent effect at all.

On the contrary, I was like a demon, and I was dizzy for a while, and said in a strange way: "Even if Zhenjun stares at me, I still look good."

Those light-colored pupils were facing the firelight, and usually looked as cold as ice, but now they seemed to be warmed up.

Fu Qing looked away, and after a while, asked softly, "Is it really pretty?"

I responded incessantly: "It looks good, it looks good!"

What is flawless, what is beautiful, what is out of the world... As long as it is an adjective that I can think of, I will say it all without thinking, wishing to praise him into a flower.

Fu Qing's face was calm, probably because he had heard too many compliments on weekdays, and he was very unmoved.I was a little discouraged at first, but when I looked intently, I saw a faint smile on his lips.

My heart skipped a beat, a little uncertain.When I rubbed my eyes and wanted to take a closer look, the smile had already disappeared without a trace like the dusk in the mountains.

Fu Qing straightened his face, frowned, and said in a hateful voice: "Fantasy? Are you treating me as a woman?"

Hearing the sound, I was relieved from the sense of unreality like falling clouds.When he heard what he said, he broke out in a sweat again, and hastily explained to him in a coaxing and deceiving manner, and by the way, all the conjectures he had just made were overthrown and denied.

How could Fu Qing laugh at me?It must be too hot away from the fire environment, which made me hallucinate.

I don't know how long it's been, I've coaxed him to the point where my mouth is a little parched, only to see that his complexion has turned for the better - it's said to be better, but in fact it's just smoothing the eyebrows.

While letting out a sigh of relief, I also wanted to laugh.He was angry just now because I treated him like a girl, but he didn't know that every time he got angry, I used the trick of coaxing girls in the storybook to him.

Tried and tried.