The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

Wen Nu stood on the bank and stared at the water, but Gu Yu still hadn't come up for a long time.

He couldn't wait any longer—

Biting his lip, he put the child on the grass beside him, set up a barrier with his hands to protect his safety, took off his clothes and threw them on the ground, and jumped into the weak water river with a plop.

The fallen angel who was full of anxiety didn't realize that the Weak Water River was the same as ordinary river water, and it didn't have the weak water that the ancient gods said could not float, but now his mind was full of Gu Yu's figure, and he was afraid that something would happen to him at the bottom of the water, so he didn't notice it. abnormal.

The body sank quickly, and he barely opened his eyes to look for Gu Yu's shadow.

The bottom of weak water is very dark, and the line of sight is greatly hindered, so we can only search around blindly.

Suddenly, his eyes swept to the bottom of the river, and he found the black figure, who was lying on the bottom of the river bed with his eyes closed, his pupils shrunk, swimming towards him in a panic.

The water in the weak water was waved away by him, and he moved quickly towards Gu Yu with red eyes, spitting out a string of bubbles.

Put your arms around the man's shoulders, hold him tightly in your arms, look at those tightly closed eyes, tears slipped from them, and merged with the weak river water.

He kept calling out the man's name from the bottom of his heart, biting his lip and lowering his heart to cover Gu Yu's thin lips, giving him the air in his mouth.

Gu Yu felt the softness and warmth on his lips, his eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes violently, and stretched out his hands to hug Xianchang tightly to deepen the kiss.

"Well……"

Wen Nu frowned, waved his hands and pushed away the people around him, the air in his mouth was completely taken away by him, and his face was a little red.

Reluctantly, the tyrant let go of the immortal, and swam toward the water with his half-armed waist.

With a crash, the two emerged from the water and swam to the shore supporting each other.

Wen Nu turned over tiredly and lay on the grass, his body was soaked by the water, his crescent white robe stuck to his body, revealing a beautiful figure, which was faintly seductive with what should be seen and what should not be seen.

Gu Yu's throat rolled, he stepped forward and sat next to the fairy head, lightly dried the water on the fairy head with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Get up quickly, the fairy head, be careful of the wind and cold."

Wen Nu was really tired just now under the water, thinking of being hugged tightly by a man and taking away the air, he pursed his lips and turned away from looking at him.

Gu Yu knew that the fairy leader was angry, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and explained to the fairy leader what happened underwater: "Xianchang, I didn't mean to take this opportunity to kiss you, it's just that the drowning person's desire to survive makes him desperately need air, so I……"

When Wen Nu heard Gu Yu's words, he thought of the drowning incident in modern times, and it seemed that it was indeed the case.

But as soon as he thought of being almost breathless by a man's kiss, his face turned pale and ugly, he gave him a cold look, struggled to get up from the grass, and walked in front with the baby in his arms.

The little baby didn't know what happened, and was held by his father, babbling and stretching out his hand towards the father behind him, as if saying that the father would come over quickly.

Gu Yu waved his hands to dry the water on his body, raised his feet and quickly followed the fairy chief, while trying to get the fairy chief to talk to him.

His eyes touched the child in the brocade quilt, a gleam flashed in his eyes, his thin lips curled up and he said in a low voice, "Xianchang, how about we go to the city when we go down the mountain? The child just soiled the diaper this morning, and I haven't had time to take a bath in the future. I'm afraid Will there be some peculiar smell?"

The little baby who was forced to take the blame babbled and responded, wondering if he understood what his father was saying in secret that he stinks.

Wen Nu was really stunned when he heard about the boy, he looked down at the boy in his arms hesitantly, his mind was quickly diverted from the Ruoshuihe incident, and he nodded in agreement after a while: "Alright, let's go."

The tyrant squinted his phoenix eyes, stepped forward and walked side by side with the head of the fairy, and talked to the head of the fairy about the child.

A child is still very useful as a shield.

The distance was very short, and the two of them saw the city gate in less than an hour. Gu Yuenxian's face was a little pale when he hugged the baby, his brows were tightly frowned, and he quickly took him over, holding his hand and leading him into the city: "My baby, I Just hold him, Xiaobao is getting heavier and heavier, don't hold him in the future, be careful not to get tired."

Wen Nu struggled, but didn't break away from the man's hand. Sensing the curious gazes around him, his face under the hood gradually turned red, so he could only bury his head and let the man in front of him drag him into an inn.

When those eyes from outside were blocked, Wen Nu slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and followed Gu Yu upstairs to ask for a private room.

Gu Yu dragged Xian Chang into the room, and asked the waiter to prepare a bucket of hot water. When the bucket was filled with a third of the water, he carried the baby to the bed, and untied the quilt and diapers on him.

He took a special look at the baby's smooth buttocks and saw that it was clean and free of any dirt, so he picked it up and put it in the wooden barrel.

Xiaobao squeaked and yelled, his little hands hugged his father's arm tightly, and he was so scared that he would not go into the water anyway.

The tyrant frowned, and his voice was a little cold. Only in this way can he establish the majesty of his father: "Xiao Bao, take a bath."

Holding the baby and letting him lean against the wooden barrel, the warm water passed over the little baby, and Xiao Bao, who was exposed to strange things for the first time, burst into tears.

The short arms that looked like lotus roots stretched out towards Dad, his eyes were filled with tears, and his little face was flushed from crying.

"Woooooooo..."

"Woooo..."

The little baby was crying sadly, struggling constantly in fear, and a shallow layer of water splashed everywhere by him.

The tyrant stretched out his hand to wipe off the splash on his face with an ugly expression, frowning and looking at the crying child helplessly, not knowing what to do.

Wen Nu's eyes were full of distress, and he squatted halfway beside the small wooden barrel, reached out to hold the baby's little hand, and comforted him softly: "Xiaobao is not afraid, Daddy is just bathing you, you will be fine soon..."

Hearing the miserable cry of the child, his eyes couldn't help turning red. He turned away his face and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said hoarsely to the man beside him, "I'll come."

Gu Yu's thin lips were tightly pursed, Wen Yan hummed and asked the fairy to bathe the baby, and he was on the sidelines to help from time to time.

Wen Nu supported the baby's back with one hand, gently wiped away the tears on his little face with the other hand, and coaxed softly: "Xiaobao don't cry, Xiaobao doesn't cry, we'll finish the bath soon."

Carefully picked up the water, poured it on the baby, motioned Gu Yu to bring the soap, hit the baby's body and head, and gently rubbed out foam.

Little Treasure gradually got used to sitting in the water, choked up and hugged his father's arm tightly, opened his mouth and hiccupped, looking pitiful.

Wen Nu was about to be turned into a baby. The little baby was sitting in a wooden bucket with a layer of foam on his head. His two big round eyes were turning around moistly, looking at his father for a while. Look at the father.

But he didn't dare to stay for too long, fearing that the child would get sick from the cold, he hurriedly washed the foam off his head, and carried him out of the barrel.

The sound of splashing water resounded in the room, and as soon as the baby was picked up by daddy, he stretched out his arms and hugged daddy's neck, bent his small body into his arms in aggrieved manner, curled up his wet little buttocks, and rubbed it on daddy's body. Clothes are wet.

"Woooooooo..."

"Woooo..."

Xiaobao cried and choked, clutching his father's hair tightly, and buried his little head in the hollow of his father's neck, where the tears were sticky and wet and hot.

Wen Nu was heartbroken by the baby's crying, carefully carried him to the bed in the inn, and with his eyes signaled Gu Yu to quickly take out the bath towel and wipe off the water on the baby early.

Gu Yu even ate the baby's vinegar, snorted coldly, took out a clean bath towel and threw it on the inn bed.

Wen Nu bent down to put the baby on it, Xiao Bao thought that Daddy was going to give him a bath again, so he hugged Daddy's neck tightly, holding Daddy's hair tightly in his little hands.

"Woooooooo..."

As long as the father lets go, the little baby starts to cry in a low voice, it's not the kind of crying just now, but pitiful sobbing.

"Woooooooo..."

Xiaobao buried his buttocks in his father's arms, even the two fleshy jiojios were exerting force, and would never let his father put him down.

Gu Yu's face was ugly, and he stepped forward to pass through the child's armpit to carry him away from the immortal head.

"Whoa whoa-"

Xiaobao stopped doing it immediately, his small face was pressed against the socket of his father's neck, his eyes fell on his body like it was raining.

Wen Nu felt the wetness on his shoulders, stretched out his arms to put his arms around Xiao Bao's back in distress, and stared at Gu Yu reproachfully: "Look at what you did, Xiao Bao is crying again."

Gu Yu's face was gloomy from the fairy head's stare, he cast a glance at the child who was holding onto the fairy head tightly, and gritted his teeth, took out the rattle from the storage ring, and shook it gently.

When the poor crying baby heard the sound of the toy, he suddenly turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from. His eyes were gradually attracted by the rattle, and he forgot even crying, struggling to reach out for the rattle.

"Yeah ah..."

Gu Yu's thin lips curled up, holding the rattle in one hand, and holding the baby in his arms easily with the other, he looked at the fairy begging for praise, as if he was saying what, I'm the best.

Wen Nu's red lips raised slightly, a smile flashed in his eyes, he picked up the bath towel on the bed and wrapped it around the child, and asked Gu Yu to hold him in both hands to wipe off the water on the child.

After a long time, Xiao Bao's body was dry and clean, with a head of thick black hair docilely pasted on his head, holding a rattle in his two fleshy hands, giggling and giggling.

Shaking his head with a smile, he put on diapers, wrapped him in a quilt and put him on the bed.

Taking a look at her clothes, Liu Mei frowned slightly, and took a shower while preparing to change.

"Gu Yu, you—"

Before Wen Nu finished speaking, the person in front of him directly interrupted him: "Don't worry, Immortal Chief, I won't peek, I'll just play here with the child."

Wen Nu could continue to say something, the tyrant's eyes flickered, he stepped forward and pushed the fairy elder to let him take a bath as soon as possible, and go to the ghost world to meet them as soon as possible after packing up.

Thinking that Qiuqiu was still in the ghost world, Wen Nu pursed his lips without struggling, closed the curtain in the middle, filled the big wooden bucket with warm water, took off his clothes and lay down in it.

The warm water passes over the skin, instantly opening the pores and relieving the soreness on the body.

The tyrant behind the door curtain had deep eyes, and he looked at the immortal elder bathing in the barrel with burning eyes, and his thin lips curled up slightly.

"Well……"

The tyrant's face was pale, his legs crashed to his knees on the ground, blood spilled from his back.

Wen Nu, who was bathing in the barrel, heard the sound and ran out without thinking. When he saw Gu Yu who was kneeling on the ground behind him covered in blood, his pupils shrank slightly.

The author has something to say: the last chapter has been revised, but I am going to ask the editor what to do on Monday! (It will be the third day in the future, the author has to prepare for a career editor hehehe)