Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

There was a hint of surprise on Xiao Fuci's face, but then he returned to normal and said calmly, "You know?"

"I see. Sir Xiao, who are you looking at through me?" The painting demon's cold fingers touched Xiao Fuci's face. "Is it the late Madam? Do I look like her?"

"You're not like her," the warmth in Xiao Fuci's eyes gradually turned into coldness, "You're not like her, but you are the product of her obsession with me, so if you behave yourself, I will always treat you well for this reason."

"What do you think of me when we are together day and night?"

"Her relics." Xiao Fuci really didn't expect her to know so early. He was not sure how deep the feelings of the painted demon for him were, and whether he could give birth to a demon heart.

The painting monster was shocked when he heard Xiao Fuci's words, but then he showed a weird smile. Xiao Fuci immediately felt that something was wrong and was ready to ring the bell to call the White Tiger to save him, but the painting monster was extremely fast and pulled him into the painting.

When Xiao Fuci entered the painting, he saw a vast white world. He walked forward alone and saw Yuebai standing on the black-sailed boat, looking just as he did when they first met. The mermaid was circling the boat, slapping the water with her long tail, and playing with the girls on the boat.

As if she had noticed Xiao Fuci's gaze, the girl turned around and smiled at him, beckoning him to come over as well: "Sir, lotus seeds are sweet and delicious, would you like to try some?"

Before he knew it, Xiao Fuci had already walked to the side of the boat. The girl on the black-sailed boat handed him some peeled lotus seeds and nodded at him with a smile: "Try it?"

She really didn't look like that. Xiao Fuci lowered his head and looked at the peeled lotus seeds. His phoenix eyes were clear and calm, but when he raised his eyes again, his expression was gentle: "Long time no see."

Yuebai reached out her hand to Xiao Fuci and pulled him onto the boat. The two of them sat at the bow, their shadows, one white and one black, reflected in the water. The ripples from the swaying of the boat blurred their faces, making them look like a perfect match.

Xiao Fuci sat on the ground. Yuebai slowly approached him and finally leaned on his shoulder. She felt his body stiffen a little, but he didn't seem to notice it. "My lord, long time no see."

Xiao Fuci nodded and asked, "How come you have time to go boating today? It's getting late, I'll take you back."

Xiao Fuci supported Yuebai, and the two got off the boat and walked slowly on the road. Xiao Fuci followed the direction of his memory and found the Ji family. The Ji family in the painting was almost the same as the real one. It was probably originally a painting of the Ji family. Every blade of grass and every tree in it was the same as it used to be.

When they arrived at the gate of Ji Mansion, the two of them said goodbye. Xiao Fuci looked at Yue Bai as she walked into the gate of Ji Mansion.

After making sure Yuebai had gone in, Baihu appeared: "You can tell it, right?"

Xiao Fuci nodded. How could he not tell the difference? His wife would only ever call him "Aci". There is always someone special to a person in his life, so he would call himself by a special name. "Aci" was that special name.

Who can tell what is true and what is false? It's just a matter of seeing who is more skilled.

The time in the scroll was completely under the control of the painting demon, so the next day soon arrived. On the second day, they painted together in the courtyard.

The beauty painted by Xiao Fuci was as cold as the goddess in the moon, but with a hint of warmth. The painting was not of her. The moment the painting demon got the painting, he understood that there was a huge difference between them.

But now the face of the painted demon is Yuebai's face, so Xiao Fuci painted the temperament and charm according to his memory.

"Sir, this painting is so beautiful. I will hang it in my boudoir in the future." said the painting demon.

"Miss Ji, you are so kind." Although Xiao Fuci spoke politely and distantly, the look he gave Yue Bai was gentle and affectionate.

She couldn't help but want to reach out and brush his eyelashes, but in the end she just leaned against Xiao Fuci: "Sir, do you like me?"

"Yuebai, I love you." Xiao Fuci's voice as clear and cold as jade sounded in her ears, his tone carrying unprecedented affection, but the woman beside him felt a pain in her chest.

She covered her heart. Her demon pill was there, but it had turned into a heart. Who said demons have no heart? If they had no heart, why would they feel pain?

Seeing her reaction, Xiao Fuci knew that the time was ripe, and asked, "What's wrong? Yuebai, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Obviously, he was very worried, but the concern was not for him. The painted demon raised a forced smile and shook his head gently: "My lord, I'm fine."

"Sir, will you marry me?" asked the painted demon.

Xiao Fuci nodded: "But I need to speak first about this matter. Yuebai, are you willing to be my wife?"

The painted demon nodded with tears in her eyes, and Xiao Fuci let go of her hand and said, "Then you wait, I will marry you."

Then Xiao Fuci left. As soon as he left the range of the Painting Monster, he immediately found the White Tiger.

Baihu had been monitoring their situation and naturally knew what they were going to do next. He said, "You can't get married to this painting demon. She will definitely find a way to keep you in the painting to accompany her forever."

"I want him to take out his demon heart willingly." Xiao Fuci's confident look made Baihu feel that Yuebai's plan was not that excessive after all.

He lied to her and she lied to him. This is what love is in the eyes of the world.

Some time passed in the painting like this, but in fact, it was only about one or two days outside. Qi Ji did not sense the presence of two people in the mansion, so he connected his five senses with Xiao Fuci on his own.

As it turned out, it was the day of the wedding in the painting. Qi Ji hadn't reacted when he entered, and when he was brought in, the two of them were holding hands and getting married.

The woman in front of him had a rosy face and was wearing a bright red wedding dress that looked like a burning flame. Before Qi Ji could react, she had already bowed down.

Only then did she remember that her spiritual consciousness was on Xiao Fuci's body, so Qi Ji could certainly tell that this was the world in a painting.

But Yuebai is still Yuebai, what are the two of them doing here?

As the couple bowed to each other, an invisible rope of marriage was wrapped around them. Yuebai looked up in astonishment and saw Qi Ji's consciousness. This rope of marriage actually tied Yuebai, Xiao Fuci and Qi Ji's consciousness together.

Qi Ji looked at Yuebai through Xiao Fuci's eyes. Although she couldn't speak now, she could tell from Yuebai's eyes that Yuebai recognized her. She didn't know why Yuebai suddenly became normal again, but it didn't matter anymore.

The joy of reunion diluted everything at this moment. The person she had always wanted to find could still recognize her at a glance, even if he was in someone else's body.