Chapter 12 I'm emo, I want to diss you
The thick darkness gradually faded away, and the faint morning light cast a light golden sea.
When Song Zhexia opened his heavy eyelids from his slumber, he found a steaming white mist in front of him.
She was thinking dizzily when a cold young man's voice suddenly fell beside her ear, "Awake?"
Hearing this, she moved her fingertips and observed that they were tightly pressed against the other hand.
Song Zhexia tried to break free for a while, but when he found it was useless, he looked up at the owner of the hand.
In the thick mist, the young man was soaking in the hot spring naked. His cold eyes cast a light and slow gaze on her pale face, which looked as if she had been dead for three days. He said in a light tone, "Why does Xia Xia look so bad? Did you not sleep well last night?"
Song Zhexia forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "How can I not sleep well when I have my senior brother by my side?"
[Fuck! Is this hell? Did I kill this bastard when I exploded last night?]
【Not. 】
Turtle lay comfortably on the shore, winked at her and said: [The system is still quite humane. In order to prevent the host from exploding and dying, the two of you will hold hands tightly together for the next seven days.]
[You and him, hand in hand, live together in Qianqiu Pavilion. ]
Song Zhexia:?
Song Zhexia: ???
Hold a woolen hand!
It would be better to just let her explode and die!
Noticing the girl's stiff expression, Wei Jinyou lifted his thin eyelids and said in a cold voice, "Doesn't Xia Xia like Senior Brother?"
"Why don't you get closer?"
Song Zhexia hesitated, "But this... isn't good, right?"
[You pervert, if you come any closer I will strangle you to death!!!]
The young man seemed to be unaware of her rejection and even stood up slightly from the water, exposing a large area of his strong, porcelain-white chest. His slim waist and tight abdominal muscles were faintly visible in the white mist. His long black hair was draped on his waist, and his whole temperament was clean and cold.
Soft light streamed down from the intertwined branches above his head, turning the boy's pupils amber. He stood quietly in the water, gradually blending into the beautiful scenery around him, like a carefully painted ink painting.
Song Zhexia felt the light was a little dazzling for a moment.
[These abdominal muscles... oh no, this light almost blinded my eyes.]
[Damn, something is wrong. This man with kidney deficiency actually has eight-pack abs?!]
Wei Jinyou:?
How did she feel that she had kidney deficiency?
On the shore, the girl's ears were suddenly stained with some powder, and she gritted her teeth and turned her face away.
[No...I, Song Zhexia, am not that kind of person!]
But before long, her eyes were back on him.
[Forget it, I’m a fox anyway… I’ll just look at you.]
[He's not shy, why should I be shy? I've been doing good deeds for many years, this is what I should see!]
Wei Jinyou:?
The young man frowned and interrupted the girl coldly, "Song Zhexia."
He asked, "Are your eyes on Senior Brother?"
Although he had no idea what shame was, he subconsciously hated being stared at by Song Zhexia.
Wei Jinyou half-lowered his eyebrows, the branches above his head blocked out some of the sunlight, and half of his delicate face was submerged in the shadows, revealing an extremely cold texture.
He thought secretly.
If Song Zhexia looked at him again, he would dig out her eyes.
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Song Zhexia also curled her lips and turned away angrily.
[Haha, you brought me here yourself but you don’t let me see you, men who look fierce age quickly.]
[I am emo, I want to diss you, you will not have toilet paper in the future.]
Wei Jinyou: ...
The young man stared at her back, his brows slightly furrowed.
So noisy and unkempt.
This person is definitely not the original Song Zhexia.
So who is she?
He thought for a moment and then paused.
Could it be that those people were sent to approach me?
At this moment, Song Zhexia was still thinking about life, and the old sinister voice came from behind him, "Xia Xia."
She turned around slowly and caught a glimpse of the boy's clear eyes. "What's wrong?"
Wei Jinyou raised the hand that was interlocked with hers, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "You see, it would be inconvenient if we kept holding hands."
"How about..." A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suggested: "Xia Xia, be patient, and Senior Brother will cut off your hand?"
Song Zhexia: “…”
[How can you say such cold words with your 37 degree mouth?!]
Song Zhexia felt a chill on her back, and her eyes were heated by the hot mist. She bit her lip with tears in her eyes and said, "Brother Wei, if I lost my hands, how can I cook for you, how can I hold an umbrella for you when it rains, and how can I protect you, my best brother?!"
She wiped her tears, met Wei Jinyou's probing gaze, and said weakly: "Brother Wei, why don't you just cut your own?"
[Come any closer or I’ll hit your sleeping soul hard!]
The young man slowly turned his eyes away and looked at Song Zhexia's slender and soft hand, his eyelashes drooping slightly.
The girl's hands were small and warm, her nails were round and pink, her knuckles were slender and smooth, and they were quite comfortable to hold.
Wei Jinyou stared at it for a while, then pinched it lightly a few times without any emotion.
Song Zhexia's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
[Shit! You pervert, are you trying to crush my hand?!]
Wei Jinyou noticed her tearful look, and unconsciously lightened the strength of his fingers. He said coldly, "Brother, I was just joking just now. Xia Xia, don't take it seriously."
Song Zhexia buried his face and choked up, "I was just joking just now. I couldn't bear to touch Senior Brother Wei's hand."
[I don't trust you, if you dare to do anything I will chop you to death, you old dog.]
Wei Jinyou: ...
Turtle couldn't help smacking his lips.
Both of these guys have at least Oscar-level acting skills.
The young man got up from the water and changed his clothes. Song Zhexia inadvertently noticed the blood-colored magic pattern on his collarbone, and his pupils trembled slightly.
Wei Jinyou naturally noticed it, his face darkened, and after putting on his clothes, he slowly approached the girl and asked, "Xia Xia, do you have anything to say?"
Song Zhexia rubbed her hands together, her clear eyes shimmering with sparkling water waves, "Can I really say this?"
Wei Jinyou nodded.
She buried her head and whispered, "I want to go to the toilet."
[I am dying of suffocation! Why did you take so long to soak in the water, you think you are cooking dog meat hot pot? I am almost fainting from suffocation!]
Wei Jinyou: “…”
This woman looked at her magic pattern and had no reaction at all?
Could it be that she doesn't know what magic patterns are at all?
Song Zhexia already knew that he was a demon, and didn't care about the demon pattern at all. He even gently scratched the boy's palm, "Senior Brother Wei, hmm."
She said coquettishly, "Let's go to the toilet together, you are the best~"