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

Chapter 139: The Man with the Baby Seeks for His Wife (19)

Chu Xiang was enveloped by the figure of the young man. The young man and woman met eyes at the moment of their first love experience. Ambiguity filled the night. Their hearts beat like thunder, and they both had a premonition of what was going to happen next.

Fusheng didn't dare to move, for he was afraid that if he moved, he would destroy the light on her body and break this beautiful dreamlike scene.

Chu Xiang pursed her lips, mustered up her courage, and took a step forward.

The ripples in the water spread out again, breaking the sparkling moonlight.

They were very close, and perhaps if one of them breathed harder, their rising and falling bodies would move closer together.

Chu Xiang faced the moonlight and gently raised her misty eyes, "Fusheng, I feel a little cold, how about you?"

This is a code.

Fusheng's body was tense, but his hands stretched out uncontrollably.

Chu Xiang had already prepared herself mentally, but unlike what she expected, the young man's hands suddenly spun her around, and the moment Chu Xiang turned her back to him, he came up from behind her.

He had only seen wild animals behave this way, so he would behave the same way.

But he was so anxious and excited that it was over after a while.

The boy's shoulders were half exposed, and his red robe hung loosely on his body, with a lazy aura as if he had fallen into bliss.

He was naive and didn't think anything was wrong. He hugged the girl from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and sniffed her gently like a small animal. From head to toe, he exuded a sense of relaxation after being too comfortable.

Until Chu Xiang turned around, his expression was indescribable, "Gone?"

"No more..." Fusheng blinked lazily. In Chu Xiang's increasingly indescribable gaze, he couldn't help but add an uncertain interjection, "right?"

Then, the girl looked at him with a look full of tolerance and care, patted his shoulder, and said: "I understand, Fusheng, you are already great."

Fusheng suddenly had an indescribable strange feeling.

Just this once, after that Chu Xiang refused to be comfortable with him.

Fusheng couldn't understand why, he gave his bed to Chu Xiang, and took out all the pine cones he had stored in various corners of the forest and gave them to her, but Chu Xiang only allowed him to kiss her and wouldn't let him do anything else.

If he wanted to ask something, Chu Xiang would look at him with a strange look that said, "I don't want to hurt your self-esteem."

Later, Fusheng caught a woodcutter who had strayed into the woods. He asked questions without hesitation and finally understood the reason.

She disliked his poor skills and short time, so she didn't want to do it with him!
The woodcutter said tremblingly: "Since they are already husband and wife, I think the girl must be waiting for the mountain ghost... or the mountain god. She must be waiting for the mountain god to marry her."

Chu Xiang found the story quite interesting. She turned over and lay on the boy, grabbing a strand of his white hair. She asked curiously, "So you wanted to marry me because of the reminder of a kind person?"

Fusheng apologized quietly, "I'm sorry, Xiangxiang, I didn't know there was such a thing as marriage before. If I had known earlier, I would have married you a long time ago."

Although it was called a marriage, Fusheng actually didn't know what the steps were at first. It was Chu Xiang who pulled him to worship heaven and earth, and smiled as she told him, "From now on, you are my husband."

The word "husband" gave his lonely life another identity. This identity represented that he had a lover and a family of his own. That feeling was particularly wonderful, making him feel like he was walking on clouds, happier than ever before. Their dilapidated Taoist temple was repaired and became more and more beautiful, with more and more things inside. Later, they had Xiaoman. He had all the conditions that people define as happiness, so he must be the happiest person in the world.

The past that Fusheng mentioned must have been very interesting, but Chu Xiang had forgotten it all.

She said apologetically, "Fusheng, I don't remember what happened before."

"It's okay." Fusheng held her in his arms, as if he was placing her in a warm ocean. He smiled gently, "Xiangxiang still remembers loving me."

Even without the support of memories, Chu Xiang still fell in love with him at the first sight. It is because of this that Fu Sheng feels that everything now can make people feel satisfied.

But Chu Xiang still said: "Wait here for me to come back, okay?"

The smile on Fusheng's face disappeared, the light in his eyes faded, and his reluctance was evident in his words.

Chu Xiang had to hold his face and comfort him, "You are my husband, Xiaoman is my child, I will never abandon you, I just need to leave for a short while, don't be afraid, I will come back to find you soon."

In operas, most of the stories are about wives being reluctant to let their husbands go on long journeys, but now the situation is reversed for them.

Fusheng saw the determination in Chu Xiang's eyes. He said nothing more. He turned sideways, leaving only his back to Chu Xiang, and then buried his head in the quilt, his whole body full of resistance.

Chu Xiang should have felt guilty, but it was the first time she saw Fu Sheng sulking, and she couldn't help but think at this moment: "So cute."

On the day of leaving the Chu family, Chu Xiang learned that Pei Yuzhou and Chu Zhizhi were going to travel together.

In a short period of time, the news of Pei Yuzhou's broken engagement spread throughout the streets and alleys. Although he endured a lot of criticism, he could finally be with Chu Zhizhi as he wished.

But God seemed to be torturing this ill-fated couple. Chu Zhizhi suddenly fell ill with a strange disease. In Chang Yu's words, Chu Zhizhi was possessed by an evil spirit.

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you take one person or two people, so Chang Yu generously said that he would take Chu Xiang and Chu Zhizhi to the Shinto temple together.

Chu Zhizhi was going to leave with a man, so Pei Yuzhou certainly couldn't sit still. He handed over the official business to his subordinates on the pretext of inspecting the local situation and accompanied Chu Zhizhi.

A Shinto temple is not a vegetable market, and of course not everyone can go there, so only a few of them set out.

As the carriage slowly drove away, the two pairs of parents standing at the door had different expressions.

Fang Lolo glanced at Chu Zhao and his wife, and secretly touched her sleeve pocket.

Ever since she lost contact with Fang Jiujiu, she has had a bad feeling.

And she also had a black magic weapon hidden in her sleeve pocket.

On the big tree near the wall, the young man was holding the child, hidden among the branches and leaves, his eyes fixed on the direction where the carriage disappeared.

"Ah——" Chu Xiaoman grabbed the corner of his father's clothes and made an ambiguous sound.

The boy hugged the child tightly and whispered: "Xiaoman doesn't want to be separated from his mother, right?"

Without waiting for the child to answer, he muttered in a low voice, "I don't want to be separated from your mother either."