Chapter 3227 The Last World (35)

He didn't expose her and walked over to hold her hand.

"Are you ready? Come and have tea."

Holding hands, he would always take the initiative to hold her hand. Yun Si looked down and said nothing.

After he pulled her to sit down and let go, she spoke with a slight hesitation: "You..."

"Um?"

"……fine."

She actually wanted to ask - would he take the initiative to hold other people's hands like he did just now?

Holding hands, touching faces, the movements are so natural, have you done this to others many times?

Suppressing the inexplicable and sour feeling of displeasure in her heart, Yun Si looked at his warm, fair and handsome face, which was deserted but somewhat gentle, held her chin up, and asked casually: "Are you the only one who lives here? Your wife ...Are you here?"

She probed quietly, wanting to know more.

Jun Jiuge slowly poured the tea. Hearing this, he slightly raised his eyelashes and glanced at her. His thin crimson lips slightly raised and he said unhurriedly, "I am the only one. As for my wife..."

His tone paused for a moment, and tea flowed out of the mouth of the pot-bellied teapot. The hot air was thick, and his cold face was slightly hazy, and his expression seemed to become a little gentle, like the melting of winter snow.

"Unfortunately, I am not married yet."

The Gods are all monogamous. They have always been conservative and traditional, with strict etiquette and laws. Not getting married means...

He has no wife.

I don't know what her psychology was, but Yun Si breathed a sigh of relief, and her original feeling of disappointment was gone.

"I see..." She smiled, "I thought you were already married."

When the cup was full, he gently placed the tea cup in front of her. Seeing her smile, he also smiled and said with a smile: "Not yet, after all, I haven't met the right person yet."

"The right person? What kind of person is the right person?" Yun Si asked bluntly.

Jun Jiuge's gaze fell on her, his purple eyes gentle, "What I like is the right one."

"What kind do you like?" Yun Si became even more curious.

He looked at her steadily, curled up the corners of his lips, lowered his eyes, and poured the tea, "It's hard to say."

Yun Si: "Huh?"

His voice was gentle and slow, "It's hard to say what kind of girl I like. It depends on her - she is what I like."

"If she is beautiful, I like beauty. If she is ugly, I like ugliness. If she is a smart and well-spoken person, I like a smart and well-spoken person. Or someone who is stupid, it doesn't matter. What is she? I like them all."

"It's like there are thousands of types of flowers in the world, and..."

With the palm of his hand upward, the pure and pure light purple divine power condensed and bloomed into a palm-sized Bianhua flower. He took her hand and touched it a little - the cool purple was swallowed up by the burning bright red.

The blood-red Bianhua flower bloomed in full bloom. The flowers were gorgeous and dazzling, like fire, like cinnabar, and even more like a scorching beauty. It floated on the palm of his hand, light and stretched, and extremely gorgeous.

"Higanbana."

"I like the flower of the other side, I just like everything about it. I like it just as it is. It doesn't have to become an elegant peach blossom, a tough plum, a spotless lotus... As long as it is itself, free and easy, Just follow your heart, that's good, and I'll be very happy."

"Does Si Si understand this?" He took her hand and squeezed it gently.

"..." A certain idiot goblin who was still in love blinked and looked at him, seeming to understand.