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

Chapter 54: My Boyfriend’s Waist, the Soul-Catching Knife (22)

"Legend has it that a long time ago, a little snowman was born on a snowy night. He was a helpful child. If someone got lost in the snow, he would enthusiastically show the way to the lost person. If a child fell, he would enthusiastically help the person up. If someone was hungry, he would also enthusiastically offer them food..."

Chu Xiang interrupted him, "Why can you only use the word passion to describe it?"

The blond boy holding the snowman said innocently: "Maybe it's because... I'm not well educated?"

Chu Xiang leaned into his arms and laughed, "Yes, you're right!"

So he started laughing too.

This couple must have some problem. Late in the night, they were bored, so Wei Qi suggested making a snowman, but Chu Xiang disliked the cold outside, so Wei Qi shoveled a pile of snow from outside and brought it indoors to play with.

Not long ago, when they were half-conscious, Chu Xiang was still somewhat rational. She felt that something was wrong with the size, so she avoided his kiss and asked, "Where's Xiao Wei?"

The boy had long since turned back into a young man in the darkness. He held her face and continued to kiss her, grinning and saying, "Xiao Wei and Xiao Qi have gone home to finish their homework. Now it's Wei Qi who is accompanying Xiang Xiang."

"Xiangxiang, bite me again."

He has no idea of ​​shame and just says whatever he wants to say, without even thinking ahead even when he's telling a lie.

Later, when he was done having fun, he wrapped Chu Xiang tightly and took her home.

Of course, he also cleaned the hotel room thoroughly, and as for the messy sheets, he took them directly back home.

There was only one candle lit in the room, the light was very small, but it was enough for them to have each other's company.

Chu Xiang wrapped in a blanket, sat on the carpet, staring at the little snowman made by Wei Qi, hugged his arm, and asked in a supportive manner: "Then what? The little snowman has helped so many people, he will definitely be rewarded!"

Wei Qi nodded, took the little snowman and walked a few steps on the ground in a pretentious manner. He said exaggeratedly: "Because the little snowman helped many people, he was crushed with a "snap" sound!"

He grabbed a big snowman and suddenly stomped on the small snowman, breaking it into pieces.

It took Chu Xiang a long time to react, "You crushed him! Is this his reward?"

"Yes!" Wei Qi was not sad at all. He excitedly took out another snowman. This snowman was different from the previous ones because she had a small bow on her head. This was a female snowman.

Wei Qi smiled and said: "He met a beautiful fairy, who picked up his broken body and pieced it together bit by bit..."

As he spoke, he picked up many small pieces and kneaded them into the shape of a little snowman. Then, he put the two little snowmen together with a shining look in his eyes, "In the end, they lived happily together!"

Just like the ending of the prince and princess in the fairy tale, those stereotyped endings of the story, when put on the little snowman who was once stepped on, actually make people feel very difficult.

Chu Xiang stared at the two little snowmen leaning against each other, his expression a little dazed, and said nothing.

Their room was dimly lit with candles burning, and outside the glass window was the night with howling snow and wind. There was no doubt that it was very dangerous.

But Chu Xiang snuggled in Wei Qi's arms and was never troubled by possible danger.

Wei Qi lowered his eyebrows, gently stroked the skin on her face with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice: "Xiangxiang, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Chu Xiang reached out and touched the little snowman. "I just think it's amazing that he can still smile so happily after his body was smashed to pieces by the people he helped."

Wei Qi laughed out loud, "Because that's why he met the little fairy." If he had to go through those terrible and painful things just to meet her, then when he really met her, it would be the happiest thing.

Chu Xiang raised her hands and put them around his neck, and without any warning, she kissed the corner of his lips.

Wei Qi pressed his big hand on the back of her head, exerting a little force. She couldn't just touch him lightly and leave. She was forced to prolong and deepen the kiss.

The blanket wrapped them both together, and in this perpetually winter night, they would always warm up quickly as they clung to each other.

Chu Xiang said: "Wei Qi."

"Hmm?" He responded, his eyes slightly curved, hiding a smile.

"I like you."

He smiled, "I know."

Chu Xiang nestled into his arms, looked up at him, and said softly: "You are my greatest treasure."

Wei Qi lowered his head and kissed her again, saying vaguely: "I know."

Her love for him was written in every look she gave him, so he knew it.

Wei Qi felt so clearly that he was loved every day, so even if he acted like a jerk and made her dislike him sometimes, he never felt uneasy.

The dark night with intensified snow and wind sometimes becomes an excuse for lovers to hug each other, but sometimes it also hides the danger of death.

Although Shi Nanzhu miraculously survived the avalanche, he broke several bones and was seriously injured. He encountered a strange black shadow holding a knife. There was no doubt that he would not be able to win in a head-on fight.

The dark figure asked again: "If only one of you and that woman could survive, who would you choose?"

Shi Nanzhu asked: "What did you do to Yaoyao?"

At this time, he actually cared about Ling Yaoyao's life and death first. He really has to be said to be a man of affection and righteousness.

The shadow laughed softly. "Whether she can survive depends on the choice you make. If you answer correctly, you can leave alive. If you answer incorrectly..."

Shi Nanzhu could tell that this was a threat, so he gritted his teeth, not wanting to make any decision that might lead to a mistake. However, the black shadow was slowly approaching, and the roars of wild beasts seemed to be heard from all directions.

It was not difficult for Shi Nanzhu to guess that this was a game that tested the tacit understanding between the two people, and in this game, what was actually tested was the trust between each other.

To put it bluntly, Shi Nanzhu was not sure whether Ling Yaoyao's answer was to choose for him to live.

The dark shadow came closer, and an even colder chill swept over him, almost freezing his body and coagulating the blood in his body.

Shi Nanzhu closed her eyes and gave the answer, "I choose to keep myself alive!"

The wind and snow stopped, the roar of the wild beasts disappeared, and the black shadow stopped where it was and did not move forward.

(End of this chapter)