Quick Wear: The Crazy Host is the Paranoid's Treasure

In a daze, Ji Bai felt someone grabbing his ankle. His brows furrowed, and he woke up from his sleep with difficulty. He sat up in confusion and met a pair of scarlet eyes.

He was stunned, and felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar...

After a long time, he withdrew his thoughts and finally realized that the person in front of him was the great evil Chu Xuan!

His pupils shrank slightly, but he quickly calmed down.

Although he had used less force in his previous sword strike, he was still able to shatter Chu Xuan's soul.

He hasn't even collected his soul yet, how could he appear in front of him? He must be dreaming.

Ji Bai rubbed his temples and prepared to lie down and continue sleeping, but he was completely awake the next second!

A cold touch came from his ankles, and he stared blankly at the familiar golden shackles. After a long time, his eyes slowly followed the hand and saw a familiar face. At this time, there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and his slightly narrowed pupils had the light of a predator.

"Click."

A crisp sound was heard, and golden shackles locked his ankles.

Ji Baiping stared at the crazy man in front of him with bated breath. His slender white fingers slowly closed together, his whole body tensed up, and his expression unconsciously became cold.

"roll."

His red lips slightly opened, he was very dissatisfied with Henry Chu's control of his dreams.

In Qingshui Realm, when he angered Chu Xuan, he was afraid that he would go crazy and hurt himself, so he would pull himself into a dream and try all kinds of outrageous postures and props.

But the feeling is real and true.

The man's facial features were stern, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with endless darkness, as deep as the dim moon over the prairie. He leaned closer to Ji Bai, his nose touching his nose, and pinched his fair chin with his big hands, lifting it up easily.

He was about to speak when his eyes fell on his rosy, slightly parted lips, as if waiting for someone to pick them.

He paused, then nodded slightly and kissed his lips.

Feeling the man in his hand struggling, he raised his other hand and pinched his waist, holding him firmly in his hand.

Chu Xuan kissed his sweet lips, deepening the kiss, his nose lingering with Ji Bai's unique condensed rose scent. He had little self-control in front of Ji Bai, and it seemed that he might lose control at any time.

A hint of lust appeared in his deep eyes, and his hands no longer satisfied but only restrained.

Feeling the struggle of the person in his arms, he pinched his chin hard, forcing him to accept his kiss and love.

.......

Ji Bai's head was dizzy and he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word. He didn't know how much time had passed or how long he had been shaking. He just felt that the man pressing on him was getting heavier and heavier.

He tried to push it away with shaking hands, but was easily grasped by someone.

Floating and sinking endlessly.

........

When Ji Bai woke up, he was still in that man's arms.

Henry Chu put his arms around his waist and then frowned slightly.

He buried his face in his fair neck, kissed and pecked the exposed warm and red skin, and asked patiently: "Since I'm not with you, have you been lazy and skipped meals again? You've lost weight."

It took Ji Bai a long time to come back to his senses.

He bent his arms, trying to push away the person who was holding him in his arms, his voice a little hoarse: "Get lost."

Chu Xuan seemed to have not heard anything. The man in his arms pushed him softly, but he did not move at all. Instead, he hugged him tighter and said to himself, "Have you thought about me during this time? The complete me."

Ji Bai closed his eyes, not quite understanding what was going on in the current situation.

Why is it that Chu Xuan, whose soul has been shattered, still has the ability to create such a dream, and the sense of reality is not the slightest bit less than before?

Ji Bai used all his strength to push him away. He tried to stand up tremblingly but was restrained by the shackles on his ankles. He looked up at Chu Xuan with an impatient tone, but his voice was a little soft because he had just experienced love. "What do you want to do?"

Chu Xuan seemed to have not heard his question, "In these hundred years, have you really never loved me for a moment?"

"No."

Hearing the answer that was no different from usual, he paused for a moment, then said paranoidly: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are by my side."

Ji Bai took a deep breath and tried to have a good talk with him again: "I was just passing by and handed you a sip of water!"

How could such a weird thing happen to him? !

You have to know that the sip of water he gave casually would put him in chains for a hundred years. He would rather feed this pervert than feed it to a dog!

"Different."

Chu Xuan still gave the same answer as before, and his expression was the same, as if he had a thousand words to say, which were complicated and difficult to express.

Ji Bai couldn't help but kick him, then turned his back and ignored him.

Henry Chu reached out and hugged him, pulling him into his arms again, kissing his lips gently, then slowly and unconsciously intensified the kiss, as if he wanted to swallow him into his stomach.

After a long time, maybe Ji Bai was too sleepy, or maybe it was because of Chu Xuan, he gradually fell asleep.

Henry Chu held him in his arms, adjusted a comfortable sleeping position for him, and couldn't help but stare at his face in a daze.

You never give sympathy to anyone, nor do you lend a hand to anyone, but you sympathize with me and lend me a hand. Does this mean that my efforts over thousands of years have had some effect?

He withdrew his gaze, pinched his slender fingers with clear joints, and played with them gently.

I couldn't get enough of kissing his hand.

He had endured 900 years of lifelessness, where each day seemed like a year, so what if he could endure it a little longer?

Anyway, the thing he has the most is time.

The divine power he used this time could no longer allow him to retain such clear memories of the world ahead.

He felt a little resentful of himself for not being able to control his emotions, but when his sweet and soft wife was in his arms, he felt that it didn't matter.

He firmly believed that even if he had no memories, he would fall in love with his wife at first sight. He was also certain that after his wife had completely collected his soul, if there was someone else by her side, he would have enough strength to snatch her back.

I couldn't help but kiss my wife's face, her red lips, her white hands, and her swan neck with red marks, enjoying the last bit of time.

When the space was about to disappear, Chu Xuan carefully fed the white light condensed in his hand into Ji Bai's mouth with a smile on his lips.

He was so angry about the provocation of Jiang Yuanchen, a man of no status, so how could he allow other people to be around his wife?