Ever since that day, no matter how much Leng Fanyun came to invite him, he was unwilling to leave. Finally, she waited for the arrival of the old man himself.
His expression was somewhat awkward. After knowing that he was coming here, Yaoji's expression was very rich. At one moment she was feeling sour, at the other she was heartbroken. She was on the verge of crying and making two loud noises at the same time. Having watched so many scenes of her bitter and bitter love, he also felt somewhat bored and insisted on going to meet that demoness.
Su Yuewu lay on her back and didn't even turn around when she saw him.
Leng Fanyun coughed and said, "Witch, turn around."
Su Yue Wu was so angry that her teeth itched. "The witch is sick, she can't turn her body."
No matter what Leng Fanyun said, she still turned her back on him, causing him to be utterly defeated. He looked left and right, but he didn't know where the child had gone to. Right now, there were only the two of them in the courtyard. He stepped forward quickly and was about to snap her shoulder.
Just as he touched her shoulder, he was surprised at his subordinate's weak touch. She seemed to suddenly react and was about to struggle free from him, her eyes filled with panic. "What are you doing?" While struggling, a large portion of snow-white skin was revealed from his collarbone to his chest.
The Demon Lord, who had lost his memories for a long time, suddenly became so flustered by the whiteness that he could not move his eyes away. Su Yuewu lifted her leg and kicked him away. He sat on the ground, still in a daze. Su Yuewu quickly covered up her clothes and scolded, "You pervert."
Leng Fanyun was also not to be outdone. He also scolded, "Witch."
The two of them were stunned for a while, then burst out laughing at the same time.
Su Yuewu raised an eyebrow and asked, "Does my kick hurt?"
Leng Fanyun touched himself and said, "Didn't you say you loved me a lot? How could he give up this opportunity to tempt me? "
Su Yuewu looked at him, shook her head, and said, "You are really not the same Leng Fanyun, he would definitely not ask me this kind of question." "Even if I love another person, I have to use my dignity as a precondition. If I want you to accept me and tempt you today, then I won't be the Su Yuewu that you like."
Leng Fanyun pondered over her words for a while before finally understanding what she meant. He couldn't help but soften his voice and ask, "You really love me?"
Su Yuewu nodded, "The one I love is that unremembered you."
Leng Fanyun felt a bit stifled in his heart and asked, "At that time …" What's wrong with me, will you fall in love with me? "
Su Yuewu replied, "You helped me a lot, so you treat me well." However, due to my own reasons, I would never open my heart to you. It was only when you were taken away by the Heaven Realm that I knew how much effort you had put in for me. Later on, I was alone in the ghost realm. I calmed down and thought about a lot of things between us before I realized how much you had done for me. It's like spring rain. At first I didn't think anything of it, but then I saw that my clothes were all soaked. "
Leng Fanyun ridiculed, "What kind of bad analogy is this?" Then he asked, "Why didn't you accept me?"
Su Yuewu tilted her head and looked at him, asking, "Why should I tell you?"
Leng Fanyun said, "Then I can judge if you love me or not."
Su Yuewu said with a bit of pride, "It doesn't matter, you'll fall in love with me eventually." However, after a pause, he still revealed everything that happened. "My family was very special since I was young, so I had to train those non-human classes every day. There was only one person I trusted, but she betrayed me. When I woke up, I swore I wouldn't trust anyone anymore. If a person stayed in his shell and didn't give his heart, he wouldn't be harmed. It's not like I didn't know you were being nice to me, but I was always worried that it would end sometime. If you left, what would I do? I'm used to having you around, how am I going to live in the future for so long? So I didn't want it at the beginning, and then I wouldn't be sad. "
Hearing her say this much, Leng Fanyun asked, "What happened next?"
Su Yuewu laughed, "I really pissed you off, but you idiot left me a mansion, and every minute inside looks just like what I dreamed of. Back then, you and Tian Tian were both taken away, so I hid inside every day, not wanting to care about everything that happened outside." Not long after, in order to increase my power, I went to the Treacherous Currents by myself. "
Leng Fanyun smiled and praised with a bit of sarcasm, "Your story is right."
Su Yuewu originally told him everything about the two of them, as well as all the things that had been on her mind, with a heart full of tender feelings. However, now that he said it this way, she no longer paid attention to him and only said, "I love you, but the one I love is not the you like now."
After returning home, Leng Fanyun hadn't been able to get a good night's sleep. The red-clothed girl in his dream came to find him again. With a sad and beautiful face, she extended her hand towards him. When he finally approached her, he discovered that the woman in red was none other than Su Yuewu.
He sat up in surprise. A rustling sound came from not far away, and not long after, Yao Ji came over. He handed him a cup of water and asked in a probing tone, "The Demon Sovereign doesn't seem to be sleeping well recently. Did he have a nightmare?"
He finished the water in one gulp, feeling somewhat disgusted with Yao Ji's probing. He lay back down and said, "It's nothing, go to sleep." Yao Ji's eyes flashed with a trace of sadness. She also went to sleep. Before Leng Fanyun laid down, he swore that this time he would never dream about that demoness again.
The next morning, when he woke up, he was somewhat speechless from the liquid under his blanket. He had clearly said not to dream about that demoness, but why was it that not only did he dream about her, it was also a dream! From the moment she undressed, he began to feel his blood swelling.
He crumpled the quilt in a casual ball. Yao Ji walked in and saw that both him and the bed were in a mess after he had changed his clothes. Puzzled, she asked, "Demon Lord, this is …"
Leng Fanyun gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know where this bed is filled with demonic Qi, but I don't want it anymore. Take it out and burn it." Yao Ji silently retreated.
He held the book in his hand, but that witch's voice that was like clear spring always echoed in his mind, "I love you …" I love you... "The book could not be read.
He tried his best to get the image of the witch out of his mind, but it was never going to work. Then, he thought of that day by her bedside, when her clothes revealed half of the beautiful scenery, and her body was covered in an evil fire. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwang…"
At that moment, Yao Ji walked in from outside, her expression extremely ugly. Not caring about anything else, he grabbed the woman and kissed her. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and his hands slowly moved around her body.
Yao Ji was caught off guard by his sudden initiative. After a moment, he responded back to Leng Fanyun with even greater enthusiasm. Leng Fanyun's body got hotter and hotter. Just as he was about to start undoing Yaoji's clothes, Yaoji blocked his path and asked, "Does the Demon Sovereign know who I am?"
While kissing him, Leng Fanyun said, "You are Yaoji."
His back was facing the outside, so he naturally did not know that there was a skinny shadow outside watching everything in the room. With a wicked heart, she asked again, "Does the Demon Lord love Yaoji?"
He didn't love that witch. He didn't have a good impression of her at all. He murmured, "I love you, I love you, Yao Ji."
Yao Ji smiled in satisfaction as she saw the woman leave alone.
Leng Fanyun suddenly stopped his movements and tidied up Yao Ji's clothes. His voice had also regained its calmness. "I was presumptuous today. I'm sorry." He still treated Yao Ji like how he usually did.
Yao Ji gnashed her teeth, not knowing where to start.
After that, Leng Fanyun's movements became even more strange. As long as Su Yuewu was around, he would wantonly flirt with the maids beside him, as well as with Yaoji, not wanting to see her at all. She just sat there, looking at him, just looking at the book in her hands.
Leng Fanyun asked, "Didn't you say you loved me? "Then why aren't you jealous when I do this?"
Su Yuewu said, "Now that you've lost your memories, I don't blame you. Later on, if you find out about the series of absurd things that you've done, you will naturally feel guilty and won't be able to use me to help you."
Leng Fanyun suddenly felt that he had lost all interest and did not pay any more attention to it.
In the evening, he suddenly had a nightmare and was unable to wake up. Yao Ji was somewhat afraid, instructing the crowd to invite the three elders. After thinking for a moment, she decided to invite Su Yuewu over.
Su Yuewu was relatively close to him, and it only took a while for her to arrive. His whole body was flushed red, his mouth was mumbling something, and his body was covered with beads of sweat. It was as if he had suffered a great deal of pain and was tossing and turning on the bed.
Su Yuewu frowned as soon as she saw it. This was probably because she was thinking about something in her dream. The seal was extremely powerful, but the reverse was true for her bloodline. That was why she was in so much pain.
She chopped at Leng Fanyun's back and sat behind him, sending her inner Qi into his body, helping him restore his true qi. After about the time it took for an incense stick to burn, he slowly calmed down and fell into Su Yuewu's arms.
He slowly woke up, as if he couldn't believe that he was lying in the arms of the witch he despised. He jumped up like he had been electrocuted. Although Su Yuewu's face was calm, her heart was in pain for a moment. She knew that this kind of submissive action meant … He really hated himself.
She took his hand and told him what had happened. Her acting was filled with tears and true feelings. Even Su Yuewu did not dare to say that she could do better than her.
Seeing her frightened look, Leng Fanyun held her in his arms and comforted her, afraid that she might have some kind of fear. YaJi was like a wounded little quail, obediently hiding in his arms.
Yao Ji said weakly, "Demon Lord... "Yaoji is afraid."
Leng Fanyun's voice was gentle and deep as he said, "Don't be afraid, I am here. I swear, I will never do this again. Yaoji, don't worry about me. "
Yaoxi held her heart and said, "The Demon Lord was just so pitiful, I feel so sorry for him."
Leng Fanyun continued to be deeply in love, "Since you are so worried about me, I will feel sorry for you."
Su Yuewu sighed and slowly walked outside. The night was cold, and when she went out she was too flustered to remember to add another dress. She sneezed, wrapped her clothes tightly around herself, and walked slowly back to her room.
The sky was dark, as if she was the only one in the world. The rustling of her feet made her entire body go cold, and her heart ached. He said you loved me, but I didn't love you. She could see him clearly from outside, and he was saying, "I love you, Yaaki."
Before she lost her memories, he still belonged to her, but after losing her memories, she wasn't sure anymore. That person was still her Leng Fanyun, the one who loved her, Leng Fanyun.
She smiled as she told herself that this was all temporary and that everything would be fine. She was the almighty Su Yuewu. She was so willful back then and he didn't even give up on her.
She walked back, a new smile on her face. However, she did not know that in the next second after she left, Leng Fanyun had already pushed Yao Ji out of his embrace. Yao Ji's face revealed a deep hatred.