"Hahahahahaha, be good, my dear, my husband will take you to have fun." He wished he could eat her now. To be precise, he wanted to take her as his own when he saw her for the first time, but he couldn't yet. , she deserves him to do better for her.
"Come on, baby, put on your cotton-padded jacket."
"Husband, autumn has just begun."
"Be good and put it on first."
"But I don't want to wear it." She pouted angrily and turned her face away from him.
"I need to take care of you!" A big hand held her head, and her thin lips pressed forward, leaving no gap at all, and kept pushing deeper and deeper until she couldn't breathe and patted her shoulder to beg for mercy.
"Well... your husband is bad." She was as soft as holding cotton in her hands, the redness on her handsome face had not dissipated, and her weak accusation was more like an arrow inviting you to fight again.
"Be good, my husband promises you that I will never treat you badly on your wedding day and let you eat all you want at once." His voice, rich in male hormones, made Wuyou's wildly beating little heart scramble a few more times.
"What are you talking about? I'm not ashamed." After Zuo Yang pointed it out, her face flushed with embarrassment and she hurriedly got into the quilt again.
"Hahahahaha, okay, my husband is not ashamed, okay? Come on, baby, come out and get dressed." He took her out of the bed. This girl was simply a annoying little goblin.
As soon as the two of them walked out of the night house, a thunder sounded in the quiet night sky, and the blue and purple lightning merged and dyed the dark night sky into a different kind of galaxy.
Just as Wuyou was surprised, snowflakes suddenly started to fall in the sky again, "Husband, it's snowing!"
He held her in his arms and held her delicate buttocks to look at him levelly: "Madam, my husband will spend the rest of my life with you, with spring flowers, autumn moon, summer cicadas and winter snow, and I will never be absent."
"Ugh... Bad guy, why do you say it so touchingly?" She whimpered coquettishly, and her little red nose made her even more charming.
She stretched out her little hand again: "Pull the hook."
He also freed up a hand to hook her up: "Pull the hook and seal it, honey, do you want to play making a snowman?" He liked to see her smile.
"I want it, I want it." As Zuo Yang wrote the spell in the air, the snow became heavier and denser, and soon a fairy tale world wrapped in silver appeared in front of her eyes.
"Wow! Husband, you are so awesome!"
Seeing Wuyou running in the snow, he secretly made up his mind that he must solve all the troubles at hand as soon as possible. He wanted to have a home with her as soon as possible and give her the sense of security she wanted.
"Husband, come on, come on."
"Run slowly, don't fall." The ground was covered with crystal clear white frost, layer after layer. Just when Wuyou was about to squat down and make a snowman, a gust of wind blew in front of him, blowing away the snowflakes that had not yet fallen in the air. When they arrived at one place, they woven into a white wedding dress embroidered with snowflakes, as if "a sudden spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed".
"I love you! Wuyou", I love you, I wish it could be known all over the world and spread throughout the ages!
She was as happy as a butterfly. She opened her arms and ran towards him. She jumped and wrapped her legs around his narrow waist like a vine: "Husband, I love you so much! Muamua" she said to her left hand like a chicken pecking at rice. Yang's neck was violently bombarded.
It made Zuo Yang burst into laughter: "Little clever devil." Her little actions touched his heartstrings and made him emotional all the time.
"Husband, look at the shooting stars!"
He raised his eyes and looked at the star marks across the sky and prayed in a deep voice: "Gods listen to my wishes. If this troubled world can tolerate our love, please remove the obstacles to our progress and give us a sacred temple filled with love." Blessed wine, let us drink the blessed wine and never be separated. If not, please give us a cup of romantic bone-corrosive poisonous wine, so that we can drink it together, sink into the moonlight and the coffin full of thorns, and never wake up. "As long as I am with you, life and death will be the same for me.
"I share the same wish! I hope the gods will grant it!" As long as I am with you, I am happy to live or die.
In the eleventh dimension, "This... god prays to the god... Old man, hurry up and make a statement!" Time Reincarnation joked.
The law of the universe is not to be outdone: "Okay, let's make a statement!"
The two of them saw a meteor shower suddenly falling in the night sky, "Husband, look! Is this... asking us to make more wishes?"
She took a deep breath excitedly: "I want to eat roasted flower duck, roasted goose, soy sauce chicken, braised duck strips, braised eel, and bean drum. Where are the shooting stars?" Not to mention shooting stars in the sky, there were originally so many in the night sky There is not a single star left, all gone.
"Silly girl, I was scared away by your desire to eat meat!" This silly wife's mind was filled with meat.
Jelly's little mouth curled up: "Hmph! This god is obviously lazy and doesn't want to fulfill my fleshly wish."
"Yeah, madam is right. It's enough for the gods to grant our wish to be together. As for meat... you can consider making a promise to your husband."
"husband"
"what happened, Babe?"
"I think you are so powerful and omnipotent, just like a magician." Her encouragement inspired him, and she always made him understand that his hard work was worth it.
He rubbed the bridge of her nose with his nose: "You are the magician alone" and said: "Baby, my husband, please take you back to sleep. Can you build a snowman next time?" Her state really worried him.
"Yes, yes, please listen to your husband." She obediently buried her head in his neck and breathed lightly. She felt it was a little difficult to breathe.
"So good."
In the second half of the night, she still had a fever, lying on the bed as if she had lost her soul, and even her breathing became inaudible.
In the basement, Night Owl, who was wearing a white robe, was restarting the magnetic therapy device, while Night Bee was giving Wuyou a heart booster on one side. Zuo Yang stood there and watched the two people busy at work, but he could only watch from a distance. His wife's condition was unknown, and he had no way of taking action. This sudden sense of frustration and powerlessness once again brought him to the brink of collapse.
He wanted to do something to save this bad situation, he wanted to do something to make his wife open her eyes to look at him again, what should he do? Can anyone tell him that his mind is blank.
"Azuo, Azuo, Azuo..." Yefeng called several times but failed to wake him up, so she had to step forward and push him. How could this bastard be distracted at this moment.
"exist"
"What are you thinking about? Come here quickly." Night Bee's words gave him a temporary sense of direction.
"Grandpa, how is Wuyou?"
"It's certain that her gene has mutated. Be prepared. You can't recombine her genes for the time being. One of them is that she's in poor health. The other is..." He looked confused. He didn't know whether he should tell Zuo Yang. After all, this matter was too cruel for him.
He said painfully: "Grandpa, what is the second one? Could it be that her lifespan..."
"That's not true. Fortunately, she drowned before the genetic mutation."
What does "Grandpa" mean?
Ye Xiao sighed deeply and said: "If she didn't have a genetic mutation, she would have drowned. To be precise, she was dead. Her obsession inspired her inner genetic potential to make her reborn."
"Dead..." With a clang, he fell backward.
