Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Zhu Qi did not answer and continued to question:

"Why? Am I not good enough?"

"Why do you fancy someone else?"

"Why? Didn't you promise that we would still be husband and wife in the next life?"

"..."

Now, Shu Qiu discovered his true identity and was very surprised: "Zhu Qi, are you Zhu Qi?"

She was really surprised.

Two years have passed. Shouldn't he have returned to heaven now and lived his life as a god, and the two of them would have nothing to do with each other anymore?

how come……

Seeing that his identity was exposed, Zhu Qi simply restored his true appearance.

This face is 70% similar to the faces on earth.

Perhaps because he had regained his status as a deity, his appearance became more refined, as if it had been carefully carved, or as if God had bestowed all the advantages in the world on him.

But no matter how handsome he was, the first thing Shu Qiu did when she found out he was Zhu Qi was to turn around and leave.

Zhu Qi noticed it, teleported forward, put his arm around her waist, and with a slight flick of his fingers, the two of them disappeared.

-

Qiyun Palace.

bedroom.

Shu Qiu sat on the jade bed, looked up at Zhu Qi, and said angrily:

"Zhu Qi, let me go back."

"We are husband and wife." Zhu Qi put his hands behind his back, very calm.

Hearing Zhu Qi's words, Shu Qiu bit her lip.

If she admits this, then she will have to stay here.

No, I can't recognize it.

Shu Qiu intertwined his fingers and said sullenly:

"No, I have been widowed for two years. My husband died a long time ago. And you are a high and mighty God. We are not from the same world at all."

She stubbornly said no, and Zhu Qi was as stubborn as she was.

"we are."

Shu Qiu was very angry.

Zhu Qi was too stubborn. Even though he had emphasized countless times that this life was over and they should go their separate ways, he still insisted on bringing him to heaven.

She was trapped in Qiyun Palace.

As soon as I arrived, I was brought into the bedroom with a large fairy stone bed.

He was not tied up with ropes, but once he left Qiyun Palace, there were only endless clouds besides a circle of bouquets of exotic plants around him.

Beneath the clouds is a bottomless void.

Shu Qiu couldn't fly, so he couldn't escape.

There was no other way, Shu Qiu calmed down and wanted to continue reasoning with Zhu Qi.

"Zhu Qi, those vernacular novels all say that when a human and an immortal fall in love, there will be no good outcome if the difference between them is too great. You should just let me go back."

"Stories are stories, reality is reality, we won't do that."

"I do not believe."

"I will not back down."

"Zhu Qi, what good will it do for both of us if you keep pestering us like this?"

"..."

Shu Qiu continued to persuade him to let her go.

But Zhu Qi totally refused to cooperate, because Shu Qiu insisted on returning to the mortal world, and the fire that had ignited in his heart grew more and more intense.

The little dragon that was faintly visible on his forehead was stationed safely on Zhu Qi's forehead. The color of the little dragon became brighter and brighter, but its eyes were still closed.

Shu Qiu still couldn't see the changes on Zhu Qi's forehead. She only saw the bloodshot in Zhu Qi's eyes and thought he was angry.

"I'm not angry yet."

Thinking of this, Shu Qiu became more and more angry, his rationality disappeared, and his words became more and more ruthless. He even wanted to erase the previous affection.

"We have only been married for two years. How much affection can we have as husband and wife? Since you are an immortal, you must have gone through tribulations more than once or twice, and you must have been married and had children more than once. Why do you have to pester me alone?"

"I don't have one. You are my only wife."

"I don't believe it. You are a deity, it's so easy for you to deceive me. I don't want to be your wife anymore."

Zhu Qi didn't want to hear her say such things, so he held Shu Qiu's waist and leaned over to cover her mouth.

Shu Qiu reacted quickly, turned his head to avoid the kiss, twisted his waist, and ran out.

Zhu Qi stood there quietly, looking at Shu Qiu without turning back, his back was extremely heartless.

He didn't want to argue with her anymore.

The blood color in Zhu Qi's eyes disappeared completely, and his dark pupils were bottomless, deep, and paranoid.

The little dragon on the forehead opened its eyes that had been closed for a long time, revealing a pair of bloodthirsty eyes.

He won't let go again.

Shu Qiu kept running. For some reason, this palace was exceptionally large. She ran for a long time and didn't know how many doors she pushed open before she finally got close to the gate.

She took a breath, feeling somewhat relieved.

Fortunately, there was no footsteps behind me, so I must have gotten rid of that person.

Shu Qiu rested on his knees for a while, put his hands on the door, and thought.

I'll hide in the tall plants outside later.

She was so flustered that she forgot Zhu Qi's identity.

Before he could take any action, he suddenly felt a movement at his waist.

Shu Qiu lowered his head and found that a circle of colorful silk threads had suddenly wrapped around him.

As soon as she tried to take a step outside, the silk thread would tighten, preventing her from moving.

Shu Qiu was familiar with this thread, as it was the thread of love that Zhu Qi felt.

She wanted to tear the thread of love apart and throw it away.

I put my hands on my waist, but I couldn't feel it.

Visible but not tangible?

Shu Qiu shuddered for no apparent reason and pulled even harder.

"Thum, thump, thump."

The deliberately heavy footsteps were particularly harsh in the empty palace. Shu Qiu bit her lip and looked back.

Zhu Qi wore the same wedding dress as when he got married. The long distance between them quickly shortened in a few breaths.

He stood behind Shu Qiu, his hand replacing Qingsi's position, a smile on his lips, and the hot air he exhaled sprayed on Shu Qiu's neck and behind his ears.

"We are husband and wife. We got married four years ago. Since my wife doesn't remember, I will help her recall the past."

Zhu Qi bent down and picked up Shu Qiu horizontally. As they walked, the scene in front of him changed rapidly. There were bright silk flowers, clear wedding characters, and a festively decorated fairy stone bed.

As soon as Shu Qiu was put on the bed by Zhu Qi, he ran out.

Qingsi took immediate action to stop her escape.

"Wait, that's not it. It wasn't like this when we got married."

Shu Qiu's voice seemed to rush out of her chest, and she didn't want to go on.

"Then did the lady remember that we are husband and wife?"

Zhu Qi asked, propping himself up with his arms.

Shu Qiu realized that he was trying to "torture and extract a confession."

No, I absolutely cannot admit it. If I admit it now, then all my previous words will become invalid.

She squeezed her eyes shut, her body tensed, and shouted, "No, we are not."

Zhu Qi sighed in disappointment, reached out, and began to untie Shu Qiu's clothes.

She took off her clothes one by one, and her exposed skin felt a little cold and shivered.

Not love? Shu Qiu was somewhat relieved, and the chill on his body could be ignored.

"Uh, wait, what are you doing."

The love thread follows Zhu Qi's heart, and loves to kiss every inch of Shu Qiu's skin.

Zhu Qi also leaned over and kissed along the trajectory little by little.

Shu Qiu's eyes were red, her lips were almost bitten with red marks, and her snow-white skin was faintly pink, seductive and charming.