I can't get enough to feed you

Thinking about it, Ji Xuanyuan cleared his throat. As a young man who is not a tactful young man, he has sweet words, and he doesn't intend to be tactful to the bottom of his heart. He wants to express his love and let Meng Xiaojiang know , and Ji Xuanyuan thought happily, Meng Xiaojiang should at least say a few sweet words to him in return.

Meng Xiaojiang was immersed in the fear of killing his father, and felt that it was very difficult for his small arms and legs to kill his father, but it was easy to be killed by his father.After thinking about it, he should hide from his father in his future life, but judging from his previous actions, it is not that he wants to hide, but that his father has a plan for him, and it is a very bad plan.

Meng Xiaojiang began to shake her legs, nervous and frightened, she had lived for a long time, but she still hadn't grown courageous, she was only a little stronger than a mouse, and when she met a fierce and ruthless character, she would be cowardly for thousands of years.

But after thinking about it, Ji Xuanyuan can also be a backer. Comparing Meng Ruoshui and Ji Xuanyuan, it seems that his father is not so scary. Compared with Ji Xuanyuan who can swallow a person in one mouthful, Meng Ruoshui still looks like a mortal body after all. At least it doesn't look like eating people and monsters, and then compare Ji Xuanyuan's animal shape——

"Xiao Jiang." Ji Xuanyuan spoke, feeling that he had given Meng Xiaojiang enough time to soothe his heart, he smiled and called out softly, "Xiao Jiang."

Meng Xiaojiang was recalling Ji Xuanyuan's radiant and pitch-black animal form, when suddenly called by the name of the beast's human form, he trembled immediately, opened his mouth, and the cool breeze entered, and then he hiccupped again. The burps were loud and loud, and the first came out and the second started.

Ji Xuanyuan was about to express his love affectionately, but when he saw this scene, he was dumbfounded, and didn't know whether to continue talking about love deeper than the sea, or let Meng Xiaojiang find a way to stop Hiccup.

Meng Xiaojiang covered her mouth, belching incessantly, and was still rushing out one by one.

Meng Xiaojiang blushed and felt very ashamed, but she didn't know where she was ashamed. Isn't it just a hiccup, this is simply human nature.

But for some reason, he just didn't want to hiccup in front of Ji Xuanyuan, he hoped that he would be that pretty young boy in front of Ji Xuanyuan.

Meng Xiaojiang looked at Ji Xuanyuan in embarrassment, and said depressedly: "Xuanyuan, hiccup! Sir, hiccup! You told me to do—hiccup! Why?"

Ji Xuanyuan stared at Meng Xiaojiang, his deep affection slowly turned into a faint resentment, he stretched out his hand to touch Meng Xiaojiang's back, and replied faintly: "The hiccup is because cold air has entered the trachea , You only burp when you have air in your stomach, which is to expel the gas."

Meng Xiaojiang: "How do you even know this - hiccup, Mr. Xuanyuan - hiccup - don't you also - hiccup - don't know? Hiccup!"

Ji Xuanyuan stretched out another hand, without saying a word, stretched out two hands to Meng Xiaojiang's armpit, holding Meng Xiaojiang between his hands, holding Meng Xiaojiang into his arms like a child, kitten or dog middle.

Ji Xuanyuan moved extremely fast, Meng Xiaojiang didn't have time to react, she was already sitting on Ji Xuanyuan's lap, with her back against Ji Xuanyuan's chest, her face facing outward, Ji Xuanyuan's arms passed under his arms, and her hands were clasped on his lower abdomen forward.

Meng Xiaojiang twisted her buttocks, blushed, she was not angry, but she spoke with an awkwardness and petty temper that wanted to be concealed: "Why are you doing this so casually—hiccup!"

"Hey! I won't say anything!" Meng Xiaojiang hiccupped after saying a word, her face turned red all the way to her ears, feeling really ashamed and thrown at home.As he spoke, he covered his mouth and let out another loud hiccup.

Meng Xiaojiang started to hold his breath, and tried not to hiccup, Ji Xuanyuan hugged him, this time gently placed his chin next to his head, he gently touched Meng Xiaojiang's stomach, and said: "Don't hold your breath, take a deep breath and count to seven, you won't be able to hold it in like this."

After hearing this, Meng Xiaojiang began to take deep breaths to test the spelling. He counted more than seven silently in his heart, and took a deep breath for almost half a minute. His face was red and his neck was thick when he breathed, so he opened his mouth and exhaled vigorously. , I found that the hiccups did not stop.

"You are really amazing." Meng Xiaojiang swayed his calf, his eyes, eyebrows and mouth became crescents together, his face was full of smiles, Meng Xiaojiang praised Ji Xuanyuan with great admiration and generously, " Mr. Xuanyuan, why do you seem to know everything, is there anything else you don’t know?”

"It's all from the books." Ji Xuanyuan couldn't help laughing, touched Meng Xiaojiang's hand, and held it. Meng Xiaojiang wanted to break free, but Ji Xuanyuan refused to let go, just talking to himself : "Hey, your hands are so cold, I should buy you a pair of woolen gloves. If you don't have gloves now, just use my dragon claws to warm you up. I'm so kind. Where can you find such a good Mr. Xuanyuan like me. "

Meng Xiaojiang was amused, is it funny, it doesn't seem to be very funny, but the person who said this is for him, and the woolen gloves are for him, so I feel a warmth from the bottom of my heart in the winter.Originally, his hands and feet were a bit cold, which was his old problem, and he experienced thousands of winters together with his thousand years of immortality.

Ji Xuanyuan was not the first to notice it, but he was the first to pay attention. What's more special is that before that, he was already special to him.

Ji Xuanyuan held Meng Xiaojiang's hand, and gently smelled the smell of his hair with his nose. It was the imported foreign shampoo used to wash his hair last night. This smell was mixed with the smell of Meng Xiaojiang's body. Clean and fragrant taste.

Hearing this, Ji Xuanyuan lowered his head again as if possessed by a demon. This time, he gently kissed the top of the boy in his arms with his lips. The kiss was very light. The boy in his arms didn't notice anything, and he still spared no effort Sincerely and respectfully praised Ji Xuanyuan for reading a lot of books.

Ji Xuanyuan grinned, his voice suddenly became quieter, and in this small garden where there was no one but him and his beloved young man, he murmured in a low voice: "I don't read many books, and I don't know everything. , I have one more thing that I really want to know, but I just don't know."

Meng Xiaojiang's body had already relaxed, and he began to lazily lean on Ji Xuanyuan's chest, and asked with a smile: "What is it, you really want to know but don't know?"

"It's your heart." Ji Xuanyuan whispered, with a smile, "I don't know what you're thinking, sometimes I feel wronged, I love you so much, do you love me like I love you. "

After Ji Xuanyuan finished speaking, Meng Xiaojiang's brain was silent for a moment without any thoughts, as if his brain had been hit hard, and he stood there dumbfounded, only the sound of thumping in his ears remained, and he carefully discerned for a while, It turned out to be his own heartbeat.

Really not ashamed, Meng Xiaojiang thought to himself, he lowered his head, pulled his hands out of Ji Xuanyuan's claws vigorously, and slowly covered his face with both hands, his face was hot, but his hands were not as cold as before. But it's also enough to make your face cold.

Ji Xuanyuan looked at his red earlobes, the corners of his mouth and brows seemed to be blown by the spring breeze, and flowers bloomed. Behind them came a bright fragrance of winter jasmine, and Ji Xuanyuan hummed happily in this fragrance and the spring breeze in his heart .

I can't remember what the song is, and there is no way to verify the lyrics. He just hummed in his mouth, but fortunately, he didn't lose his tune, and hummed a complete, light-hearted, spring-like minor tune.

Meng Xiaojiang was pillowed in his arms, slowly, slowly, waiting for the melody to blow like a spring breeze, he put down his hands, the red color faded from his ears and face, his heart was still beating very fast, but the sound could already be heard in his ears .

In the fragrance of the winter jasmine, at the end of the tune of the spring breeze, he said: "What kind of fragrance is this? It's really fragrant. Why do flowers bloom so early in January?"

Ji Xuanyuan ended the minor tune, and his mood was exceptionally bright, and the winter was no longer cold. His heart was warm and he could immediately stand shoulder to shoulder with the scorching sun in July.

Ji Xuanyuan talked about love straightforwardly. As a bold and unrestrained glutton, I don't know what gracefulness is!

"I don't know what it is." Ji Xuanyuan replied, "Meng Xiaojiang, don't play dumb for me, I think I've given you enough time."

"What time?" Meng Xiaojiang continued to pretend to be stupid. In order to escape the catastrophe and not be afraid of his own father Meng Ruoshui, he directly pulled out to block the gun, "Mr. I think Chairman Wang Chengcheng, Daoist Ou and Sister Su are going to deal with Meng Ruoshui?"

Ji Xuanyuan was upset when he heard the name Meng Ruoshui. Now there are two people who upset him the most, one is Su You, but the one who makes him want to eat meat and cut tendons more than Su You is Meng Ruoshui. Death, but he still has lingering fears, remembering the scene of Meng Xiaojiang dying in front of him.

It's hard to describe what it was like at that moment, but he remembered that it was a great heartache, a kind of heart twitching pain, so painful that he suspected that death might fight with this, so painful that he I couldn't help crying, crying into a crying bag.

But he lived half the same life as the world, with an age of nearly 5000 years, except for the first cry when he was born-this is the bitterness of all things, the first cry of all intelligent creatures coming to this world Crying is all tears.This is the way of heaven, destiny, and God, telling creatures that there will always be misery in life.

Did Ji Xuanyuan cry after this? That was the last time when he saw A-Jiang died. When he woke up, he saw Meng Xiaojiang "dead", and he knew the taste of tears.

Ji Xuanyuan's hand holding Meng Xiaojiang tightened involuntarily, Meng Xiaojiang was puzzled, and heard Ji Xuanyuan talking to himself: "It's not delicious, it's bitter."

"What is bitter?" Meng Xiaojiang was puzzled.

Ji Xuanyuan said softly: "Tears are bitter."

Meng Xiaojiang shook her head: "No, tears are salty."

"Salty and bitter." Ji Xuanyuan nodded, "It's not tasty anyway, so don't cry in the future."