"Woke you up again."
The words he spoke were apologetic.
But the hand holding Chuxue had no intention of letting go.
no way.
Chuxue has a reassuring smell.
It seems that as long as she is around, any high threshold can be overcome.
The remaining pain in the body slowly dissipated.
The posture of the two also changed from embracing each other to lying side by side.
Chuxue grabbed the quilt and looked at the ceiling.
I was woken up twice and now my vision is clear.
Staring at the ceiling not knowing what to think.
Lu Ming rested his hands on the back of his head, staring at the half-lit ceiling in a daze.
I suddenly remembered the time when I stayed with Chuxue in the house gifted by nature a few days ago, and I felt inexplicably nostalgic.
Turning sideways to Chuxue.
The dim light reflected on her flawless cheeks.
Her almost perfect face was cast into a hazy light and shadow.
And she seemed to feel Lu Ming's gaze.
Also turned his head.
The ruby-like eyes exuded a soft look.
Eyes facing each other.
Lu Ming suddenly opened his mouth and said softly: "Xiaoxue, come and chat with me."
Chuxue hummed, turned her lying body sideways, and used her fingertips to remove the hair from her temples.
Lying on his side, he stared at Lu Ming.
His eyes were filled with anticipation.
See this.
Lu Ming's heart became calmer and calmer.
He found that no matter what time.
Just face Chuxue.
Those clear eyes will always give you a response.
Expectation, joy, gentleness, concern.
It was as if these eyes had not only been following me for a few days.
But it has been placed on myself since a long time ago.
Because only in the incomparably long time precipitation.
Only then can we have such rich and true emotions.
Or rather.
The contract between master and servant is too strong.
So powerful that his servants love him unconditionally.
Such as a tyrant.
Such as Lan Hou.
But I always feel it's a little different.
With this doubt.
Lu Ming also turned sideways.
He held Chuxue's hand naturally.
He opened his mouth and said, "What exactly is the concept of the so-called original gods?"
Chuxue's eyes flickered.
She didn't expect that Lu Ming was going to ask this kind of question.
She held Lu Ming's hand with her backhand and freed her index finger.
Silk threads exuding fluorescent light flew out from the fingertips, and a soft handwriting was written neatly.
"Master really wants to know?"
Lu Ming hummed.
Chuxue converged her thread and wrote again: "Even at the cost, Xiaoxue will no longer be able to be by your side?"
Lu Ming's eyes suddenly closed after looking at it.
It was as if those words had an edge that pierced deeply into his heart.
The feeling was very much like the nervousness and helplessness before entering the operating room in the hospital.
With a suffocating sting.
He grabbed Chuxue's hand hard.
He said extremely seriously: "Then I choose never to know the answer to this question."
Chuxue converged her threads again.
Pulling his hand away from Lu Ming's palm.
Lu Ming thought he said something strange.
But he saw that Chuxue had already moved into his arms.
"It won't last forever. As long as the master is strong enough, he will definitely know the answer to this question."
This sentence was said by Chuxue in words.
But surprisingly, her body only flickered a few times.
There is no sign of shrinking.
Is it powerful enough?
Lu Ming thought about this sentence.
Hug Chuxue again.
Of course he will become strong enough.
As long as you want to survive, this is the inevitable path.
The atmosphere was silent for a while because of his question and Chuxue's answer.
When he felt calm again, Lu Ming patted Chu Xue on the back and said again: "Then don't ask these profound questions, and ask more everyday questions."
Chu Xue raised her eyes and looked forward to it again.
Lu Ming lived up to her expectations and said: "In essence, are you a spider or a human?"
Chuxue was startled for a moment, then smiled softly, stretched out his hand and wrote: "It doesn't matter, or it doesn't matter, the gods themselves are the pinnacle of the evolution of the race. At this level, what the predecessor is is no longer important, so Master It doesn’t matter whether you think of me as a spider, a human, or a mutant.”
Lu Ming suddenly asked: "So that's it? Then according to our level comparison, is there reproductive isolation?"
As soon as these words came out.
Chuxue's face turned red instantly.
"Master...are you also interested in this?"
She called Lu Ming and wrote shyly.
Lu Ming's face turned red, he coughed twice and said, "As a man, you are always a little curious. Besides, isn't this considering our future?"
Chuxue's little face lowered, silk threads were woven, and handwriting appeared.
"No."
"As Xiaoxue said just now, gods do not have a fixed race, so they are not restricted by race."
"But now...that future is not happening."
Chuxue's answer was relatively tactful.
Lu Ming was even more excited!
"Why?"
Chu Xue simply buried her face in Lu Ming's arms again.
The silk text was woven crookedly: "Because the master's one... is still very fragile to Xiaoxue, and will lose its vitality before the time of union..."
Lu Ming:-_-||
Ah this...
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