Crazy host loves sickly

Looking at the biscuits of four or five children in front of him, Su Xi smiled.

"It doesn't matter. We're on a mission wherever we go anyway." That person will never exist again.

So what difference does it make where you go? Someone has said that love turns into family affection after being together for a long time.

But she just loved that man so much that she didn't even want to leave him.

"It's different. The difficulty of the punishment plane is beyond human ability, and there are so many rules. Many hosts who enter are not only psychologically defeated, but also spiritually injured."

"But don't worry too much, Xixi. I have sent a lot of messages to the system headquarters, requesting consultation and re-determination."

Little Cookie also did not forget to comfort his host.

"Okay, thanks, Biscuit."

Su Xi got up, opened the closet, took out a cream-colored silk pajamas, and then walked into the bathroom.

The water reached his chest. Su Xi sat in the bathtub, looking up at the ceiling.

Then he lifted his hand out of the water, moved his fingertips slightly, and music sounded in the bathroom.

After finishing these actions, Su Xi came back to his senses and looked at his hands, feeling a little unbelievable.

He closed his eyes and felt his body, then suddenly opened them.

My state of mind actually followed me back to the space! And the divine power and spiritual power that disappeared after I returned from the previous planes have all returned.

But after being shocked, Su Xi smiled at himself again.

It doesn't matter. I won't be able to see him anyway, and I don't know how he is doing.

Su Xi felt that she was becoming more and more pretentious. In the past, she seemed to be friendly with others and handled the relationships perfectly.

But any feelings are very shallow, and all the feelings are almost pretended, just because of the sense of responsibility.

So whenever the elders said that she had no conscience or something, her eyes were full of indifference. She didn't even have a trace of emotion at her relatives' memorial service.

But after being with that man for a long time, I seemed to be becoming less and less like myself.

Became very dependent on him.

Su Xi used to like staying in a dark room alone, but now she feels uneasy when she stays in a dimly lit place.

She is used to turning on the lights as bright as possible, just like a little girl who is waiting to find the way home while waiting for her lover to come home.

My body gradually slid down and sank into the bathtub, the water covering my mouth and nose and submerging my head.

After coming out, Su Xi changed into silk pajamas, put on a pair of velvet slippers, and went downstairs with water dripping from her hair.

Su Xi sat on the sofa and picked up the blanket beside him to cover his legs. The temperature in the space can be adjusted at will. Although the temperature in the room is very suitable, Su Xi just feels cold.

It’s a pity that this time no one tucked her feet into her robe or put her hands around her neck.

"Xixi, drink hot cocoa."

Biscuit came over wearing a bunny one-piece pajamas and holding a Macron-colored cup.

A white one-piece pajamas with a thin layer of rabbit fur and a pair of long rabbit ears on the head.

The pajamas in the plane are different. This one is connected to the electronic end of Biscuit, so the ears seem to be growing on Biscuit's body, and they sway with Biscuit's mood.

His feet were connected with a pair of socks. The ground was very clean because Su Xi was in a soul state. He would not lose hair or anything like that. Moreover, the food he ate would not be excreted. These were all virtual in the system space.

You can feel it when you eat it, but it is only mental, not real. After all, the soul cannot eat.