klisemfg Chapter 495 Cause and Effect Reincarnation 15
Chapter 495 Cause and Effect Reincarnation 15
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.
It is also the day when the moon is at its fullest in the year.
Gu Yao placed the cultivated Flame Grass in his palm, turned his head to look at the fox beside him, and said, "Chen Juan, here, for you."
Shen Juan was taken aback, looking up at Su Chen Mountain where the snow had finally stopped, but instead of accepting the rare and precious herb, she asked:
"Does A-Yao want to sunbathe today?"
Gu Yao chuckled and put away the Flame Grass in his hand, answering a question that seemed unrelated: "I want to see the most beautiful moon."
Shen Juan nodded, "Okay, then I'll go with A Yao."
They exchanged a knowing smile, but both understood each other perfectly.
A gentle breeze was blowing, and the sun was shining brightly overhead.
The two of them sat on the rooftop sunbathing, and Gu Yao felt that if Shen Juan didn't do something in this atmosphere, it would be absolutely impossible!
No!
As if sensing Gu Yao's thoughts, Shen Juan leaned over and asked Gu Yao for a kiss.
His voice was low.
"Ah Yao, give me a kiss."
"it is good."
Gu Yao smiled and closed his eyes.
But the instant her breath landed on his face, she stuffed all the essence extracted from the Flame-Leaving Grass into Chen Juan's mouth.
Then she raised her hand and quickly closed the boy's chin.
His snow-white eyes shimmered, and a flash of red light flickered in Gu Yao's eyes.
seductive voice
"Swallow it!"
Her emerald eyes momentarily lost focus, but her Adam's apple bobbed as the Flame-Leaving Grass entered her stomach.
In just a moment, Shen Juan regained her clarity.
He glared at the person in front of him with some annoyance.
"Gu Yao, you..."
What followed was drowned out by their intertwined breaths.
He wasn't even given a chance to ask any questions.
The handsome god swung his feet and kissed his lips.
The red and white feet stopped dangling on the edge of the eaves, hooked by a red and gold boot and unable to move.
Red plum blossoms weighed down by the white snow.
Not a trace was revealed.
As the wind and snow began to rise, the white snow weighed down the red plum blossoms, and the fragile branches creaked and groaned.
"squeak"
"squeak"
"..."
They let it go unchecked.
With each sound, the sky gradually darkened.
A bright moon hung in the sky. Gu Yao was dressed in white, his silver hair trailing on the ground, and his bare feet were even whiter than the bright moonlight.
He sat in front of the dressing table, his fingertips tucking a strand of silver hair, and turned his head to smile sweetly at the person behind him, handing him a white jade comb.
"Fox, please help me tie my hair up."
Do they all know where we're going tonight?
They have always had a great understanding with each other.
Shen Juan pursed her lips, took the white jade comb, and combed her long, trailing silver hair inch by inch.
They remained silent, yet their understanding was unspoken.
Shen Juan took out an ebony hairpin and deftly styled Gu Yao's hair.
Gu Yao looked at himself in the mirror and chuckled to himself, but still turned his head to tease Chen Juan a couple of times, "Fox, doesn't this look like a husband tying up his newlywed wife's hair? In the human world, to show marital affection, it seems like they also draw eyebrows. Shall I draw your eyebrows, please?"
Shen Juan looked at the young man laughing smugly in front of her and couldn't understand why he could be so relaxed now.
He was so nervous he was about to die.
He was somewhat annoyed, but he succumbed to Gu Yao's earnest gaze. His grip on the white jade comb loosened slightly, he sighed, and nodded.
"it is good."
Gu Yao carefully drew his eyebrows.
As a member of the nine-tailed fox clan, Shen Juan was already excessively beautiful, and in terms of appearance, she was impeccable.
But since this guy always goes to "spar" with Xiao Jiu whenever he has a spare moment, he inevitably ends up with a few injuries.
One of them is on the eyebrow.
After the scar healed, there was a small notch at the end of the eyebrow. Although it was barely noticeable unless you looked closely, Gu Yao examined this picture every day, so how could he not notice it?
He just wanted his face to be perfect.
Therefore, he leaned close to Shen Juan's eyes, pinched the eyebrow pencil and traced the direction of her brow bone, his expression as serious as if he were performing some kind of delicate surgery.
Shen Juan lowered her eyes, also scrutinizing Gu Yao.
He stared at the face that had occupied almost his entire life.
Compared to the flamboyant and beautiful appearance of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, Gu Yao's appearance is the other extreme.
The ultimate beauty.
Unlike his striking beauty that immediately catches the eye, his snow-white hair and eyes add a touch of divinity to his appearance.
Like an unapproachable god, his appearance is extremely aloof at first glance.
If Zhang Yang's bright and beautiful appearance is lively and vibrant, then Gu Yao's beauty is more like a lifeless doll, with every step like a pre-programmed sequence.
He looks cold and indifferent at first glance.
Chen Juan silently drew a conclusion in her heart.
But ironically, he was attracted to this cold-hearted person.
It took a lot of effort and all sorts of means to get this person, who was supposed to be a god, to have some of the seven emotions and six desires.
The myriad aspects of human life.
The offerings of incense ultimately bring a sense of warmth and life.
The gods on the altar were eventually dragged down to earth by the believers.
Shen Juan looked at the deity who was drawing her eyebrows, and saw a tenderness in his eyes that she herself had not even noticed.
Gu Yao breathed a sigh of relief after finishing drawing the eyebrows for the person.
Seeing Shen Juan staring intently at him, he was puzzled and waved his hand in front of Shen Juan's eyes. "Fox, what are you looking at? You're staring like an idiot."
Shen Juan grabbed his hand and lightly kissed his fingertips. Gu Yao's fingers involuntarily curled up, and the moment they touched, the heat went straight to his cheeks.
"Chen, Shen Juan, what's wrong?"
Shen Juan smiled, stretched out his long arm, and pulled the person directly into his arms. "It's nothing, I just feel like I like you so much."
Gu Yao patted his back, but couldn't stop smiling.
"You're getting more and more adept at using sweet talk these days."
Shen Juan smiled, turned her head, and placed a kiss on Gu Yao's neck.
The voice was muffled.
"It's not sweet talk, it comes from the bottom of my heart."
Gu Yao was taken aback.
Shen Juan had already let go and leaned down to bite Gu Yao's earlobe.
The sound was muffled and unclear.
"Isn't this because A-Yao taught her well?"
Gu Yao blushed and turned his head away, not wanting to talk to him anymore.
He naturally knew that Shen Juan was referring to the sweet words he used to whisper in his ear every day, like chanting a sutra, when he was still in human form.
Shen Juan had no intention of letting Gu Yao off the hook. He pinched the soft flesh of the Divine Lord's cheeks with both hands and pulled them apart, a wicked smile on his face. "Divine Lord, you said it yourself, why are you shy now? You dare to say it but not admit it? Hmm?"
The boy's tone was vicious, and his hands were relentless, squeezing the soft flesh of the cheeks together until a pretty face was distorted into a goldfish shape.
Shen Juan had never seen Gu Yao like this before, and burst out laughing.
Gu Yao glared at him fiercely.
Shen Juan wanted to say something to make amends.
She looked up and her expression changed. She subconsciously reached out and grabbed Gu Yao's hand.
Gu Yao looked at the moon, which was now in the middle of the sky, exchanged a glance with her, and walked outside together.
Mid-Autumn Festival is the day when the gates of the demon realm open wide.
That was also their destination.
Demon world.
More accurately, it should be called the Demon Palace.