Chapter 350: A Brief Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Chu Qinghuang saw that he was wrapped in the quilt, and couldn't help but smile with pursed lips, stretched out his hand and pulled his quilt: "Aren't you afraid of being suffocated?"

Fu Cang stretched out his two hands, quietly pulled the quilt down a little, and revealed a timid face: "I deserve to die."

Chu Qinghuang handed him his hand: "You are allowed to kiss my jade hand."

Fu Cang grabbed her hand and looked at it carefully: "The master's hand is really beautiful."

"Yeah, I think it's beautiful too."

Fu Cang's eyebrows were dyed with a smile, and he turned around and looked at Chu Qinghuang shyly: "The master is beautiful everywhere."

"Yeah, it's true."

Fu Cang touched her hand and was reluctant to let go: "The master is not only beautiful, but also gentle and noble, like the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens."

In short, in one sentence, the master is like a goddess in his heart, perfect and impeccable.

No matter from which aspect, it is the best, and there is no flaw.

Chu Qinghuang was so happy that she rubbed his face fiercely: "You are right."

Although Fu Cang has never been good at sweet talk, even the most straightforward words to coax people are not charming at all, nor are they as refined and reserved as those scholars, but the more so, the more it can touch people's hearts.

Because the truth is not adulterated.

What he said is what he thought in his heart, without embellishment or exaggeration, so real that it makes people feel cute.

Chu Qinghuang sighed: "I am such a noble and beautiful Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, but I was captured by you, a little shadow guard. Do you think you should be beaten?"

"You should be beaten." Fu Cang nodded, "As long as I can stay by the master's side, I am willing to be beaten every day."

Chu Qinghuang felt that the past few months of separation probably made Fu Cang accumulate too much emotion, and after meeting, he couldn't help but release all of it. At this time, he said one nice thing after another, wishing to praise her to the sky.

It is said that a short separation is better than a new marriage.

This sentence really makes sense. After only a few months of separation, the previously taciturn shadow guard has learned to speak sweet words. If they meet again after three years of separation, will he pounce on her directly?

No.

Chu Qinghuang shook her head secretly. It would be cuter if the little shadow guard was well-behaved. She was already domineering enough. If there was another domineering wolf cub, would the two of them fight at the head of the bed and the foot of the bed?

So Chu Qinghuang decided temporarily that she couldn't spoil him too much, otherwise the little loyal dog would definitely become more and more demanding and evolve towards the goal of the wolf cub little by little.

"Go to sleep." Chu Qinghuang lay down on the bed and pulled the quilt over her body. "Don't think about it anymore, don't touch me, and don't do bad things while I'm asleep."

Fu Cang pursed his lips and looked at her silently.

He didn't do anything bad, but it was okay for him to look at her.

The master couldn't stop him from looking at her.

After not seeing her for so long, the master didn't know how much he missed her.

Chu Qinghuang coughed lightly, pretending that she didn't hear his voice, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Fu Cang put one hand around Chu Qinghuang's waist and the other hand on her forehead, staring at her master's sleeping face. The more he looked, the more reluctant he was to look away, his eyes were full of joy and satisfaction.

The master is so beautiful.

Chu Qinghuang silently endured someone's too hot gaze, and said lightly: "You stare at me like this, I can't concentrate on sleeping."

This sounds so familiar.

Fu Cang pursed his lips, a little embarrassed: "Master, do you want me to go out?"

Hey.

Learn quickly.

Chu Qinghuang opened his eyes and looked at him with interest: "If I really ask you to go out, will you do it?"

Fu Cang shook his head repeatedly.

"So you will choose to disobey?"

Fu Cang froze, and subconsciously shook his head again: "I dare not disobey."

Chu Qinghuang said: "So if I really let you go out, will you go out or not?"

Fu Cang was silent for a moment, then pulled her hand to his lips and kissed it, his voice soft, as if begging for mercy: "We haven't seen each other for so long, the master must not have the heart to let me go out."