My boyfriend is not a human being? It’s over. I love him even more!

Chapter 138: A Single Man’s Secret Search for a Wife (18)

Chu Xiaoman ate and drank her fill for the first time in a long time, and she lay in her mother's arms and fell asleep soon after.

Fusheng picked up the child, gently put him into the cradle, took off his shoes, socks and outer clothes, and covered him with a soft quilt.

His movements are very skillful. Although he still looks like a teenager, he is already very good at taking care of children on his own and looks like a very good husband.

Chu Xiang sat on the bed, looking at Fusheng's appearance as a father, and couldn't help but be moved. She didn't remember their first meeting, let alone how they fell in love. But now, the more time she spent with Fusheng, the more she understood why she liked him in the first place.

But now, Chu Xiang had something on her mind and didn't know how to talk to him.

Fusheng touched Chu Xiaoman's neck and confirmed that Chu Xiaoman was really "sound asleep". He could no longer hold back, turned around and pounced towards Chu Xiang on the bed.

Fusheng used to be a blank sheet of paper when it came to matters between men and women. After being scribbled on by Chu Xiang for two years, he has now become an old hand. While kissing Chu Xiang, one of his hands had already slipped into her skirt.

He has always been very smart in this matter. He knows that he must serve her well first, then she will be willing to be comfortable with him, so Fusheng's skills as a craftsman are getting better and better.

Chu Xiang had something serious to say to him, but he aroused her, so she took the initiative and pressed the man under her.

Fusheng's eyes lit up and he quickly lay down without any resistance, expecting Chu Xiang to do whatever he wanted to him.

Not long after, Chu Xiang collapsed due to exhaustion.

Fusheng kissed her cheek, "Xiangxiang, you are great."

He fully appreciated her efforts, his sticky voice was tender and gentle, but contrary to his voice, his hands, which had been pinching her waist without loosening, became more and more powerful.

It was also thanks to Chu Xiaoman that she was sleeping soundly and was not woken by the noise, otherwise Chu Xiang would have been so embarrassed.

In the second half of the night, the energetic young man felt a little satisfied. He held her in his arms, with a smile on his lips, and kept giving her small kisses on her face.

He had been alone for who knows how many years, and had never established an intimate relationship with anyone before. He had long been accustomed to loneliness. Chu Xiang unexpectedly broke into his world like a robber, and her surging emotions had a strong impact. The novel and unfamiliar experience was particularly addictive.

Life is like a vine, and he wants to cling to her forever to absorb more love. He is clingy without limits and clings to her tirelessly.

But just when they were having a great time, Chu Xiang's words broke all his joy.

"I have to be gone for a few days."

Fusheng paused for a moment after kissing her hair, lowered his eyes to look at her, and said blankly: "Where is Xiangxiang going? Xiaoman and I will go together."

"No." Chu Xiang turned sideways, her beautiful eyes watching his presence, "The place I'm going to is very dangerous for you and Xiaoman."

Fusheng refused to give up and held her hand tightly, "Xiaoman and I are both very capable. We are not afraid of danger."

"But I'm afraid." Chu Xiang hesitated for a while, and finally told him the truth, "Fusheng, I want to go to the Shinto temple, but I don't want you to go there."

Fusheng came closer and touched his forehead to hers, "I'm not going, and Xiangxiang won't go either."

"I have a reason to go. There is something I want to find the answer to."

Fusheng looked bewildered. Chu Xiang raised her hand and gently stroked his cold and pale face. His skin was as white as jade, clean and pure, just like his ruby-like eyes. The red color should have symbolized danger, but when he looked at her, it was bright and beautiful.

She smiled, "Fusheng, have I ever told you that you are really beautiful?"

The boy's face was suddenly flushed with pink, his eyelashes trembled, and the small shadow under his eyes looked cute. The corners of his lips were slightly pursed, with a little curve, as if he was shy, but also as if he was happy.

"That's what you said after you stripped me of my clothes on the day we got married."

Chu Xiang: "..."

Well, such a tough style is indeed what she would have.

Chu Xiang suddenly became interested and squeezed into the boy's arms. She raised her eyes and looked at him brightly, "What was it like when we got married? We must have been very happy, right?"

Fusheng couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He rubbed Chu Xiang's face and said "hmm" softly.

As an alien who had been separated from the outside world and people for too long, Fusheng naturally had no concept of "getting married". He just thought that when men and women wanted to do it, they should be like wild beasts in the mountains, one just had to lie behind the other.

So one day, he took action.

It was a starry night. Chu Xiang couldn't stand it any longer. She asked Fusheng to stay on the shore and watch out for anyone approaching. She walked into the lake in the woods.

Fusheng sat on the shore with his back to the ground, his hands on his knees, his red eyes looking around from time to time, fulfilling the duty Chu Xiang had given him to keep other things away.

The sound of water dripping from behind should be no different from the usual sound of rain, but he felt inexplicably dry mouth and his heart was in turmoil. Some instinct reminded him that he was trying like crazy to see what the woman behind him was doing.

Fusheng didn't think that the ghost-like woman was pretty, nor did he want to admit that he actually wanted to watch a female ghost bathing, so he hunched over, looked at his body with a strange look, and then tried to suppress it with his hands, but with little effect.

Fusheng had to bring his knees together and hug his legs tightly with his hands, trying to cover up his gaffe.

His eyes glanced around in panic, and when he saw a small black snake on the ground slowly crawling towards the shore, he turned his eyes and quietly moved to the side to make way for the small black snake.

After a while, the woman screamed, "Fusheng, there's a snake!"

"Where is the snake?" Fusheng quickly stood up, turned around openly and was dazzled by a scene he had never seen before under the moonlight.

The stars are accompanied by the bright moon, and their shining light echoes the ripples on the water.

The girl with long scattered hair was free of mud and naked, her skin was white and clean, as if she was even brighter than the moonlight. She was between the water and the moon, perhaps a goddess who had fallen, but nothing more than this.

She hugged herself and cried out again: "Fu Sheng!"

The young man on the shore came to his senses and the moment he stepped into the water, his red clothes and untied white hair were dyed a more beautiful color in the water.

The ripples on both ends of the water spread out, and as they got closer, they gradually merged into one.

The little black snake that was used as a tool was suddenly caught by someone and thrown far away, disappearing without a trace.