You said you thought about it night and day
What did I just say? Thinking about it carefully, he didn't seem to have done so! I just asked him about Wang Xizhi. Could it be that my performance just now caused him to lose face here?
Thinking about this, I felt a bit embarrassed. He seemed to have lost his composure just now.
I stood up from the chair and turned the corner of my clothes guiltily. "I lost my composure just now. I'm sorry."
Suddenly I was standing in front of the door, and I fell back into my chair.
I looked at Zishan's body in horror. "What's wrong with you?"
"Why do you always want to see the man who wrote it?" "Because I don't want to see him," he said, "and I want to see him." "I want to see him," I said.
"…" I was stunned. My jaw hurt, but I really wanted to laugh. In the end, I couldn't help but laugh.
"Zishan's death, are you jealous?"
Zishan's voice paused for a moment, then she quickly let go of my jaw and stood up, turning her back on me. "No."
His tone was stiff.
I stood up, laughing, and stood behind Zishan's body. I leaned forward, smiling, and looked at his cold face from the side.
Zishan's body and cheeks were tightly clenched, bulging a little, and even his eyes were a little unfocused, as he evasively said, "No!"
I walked in front of him and hid my smile. I deliberately coughed a little before staring at him and saying, "Since you aren't jealous, then bring me to him! There aren't many opportunities to meet someone who has been dreaming day and night! "
I didn't know why I said that. I knew that the moment I said it, the emotions of Zishan's death would go in the wrong direction, but I couldn't help but want to tease him.
Sure enough, after Zi Sang listened to my words, his pale face darkened and he said, "Wishful thinking day and night? You haven't seen him! What are you thinking about? I don't know where he is! "
"Liar!" "You said you knew."
Zi Sang's eyes were cold as he replied, "Yes, I just found out, and now I don't know. If you want to go find him, then go by yourself." You can look for it on the third floor of the entire restaurant! "
I don't even know how to go downstairs, how can I find it myself! I wouldn't believe it if you said that Zishan's human body wasn't jealous right now!
I was so amused that I deliberately turned my head away from him. With my hand on a bulge in the door, I pushed it out and said, "If you go, go by yourself."
The door was pushed open for a long time! I stood awkwardly in the doorway, pushing back and forth for half a minute.
I looked back at Zishan. "How do we open this door?"
At this time, Zishan's Death was already sitting on a chair. He took a sip of tea from a teacup and without even looking at me, he said, "I don't know."
I jumped up and down in anger, "What the hell is going on with this door!?" "It wasn't just a moment ago …" I accidentally pulled to the side, but just as the words were about to reach my mouth, the door opened. I quickly swallowed the last few words that I was about to beg, raised my eyebrows, and gave Zishan a look. "It opened!"
Zi Sang's hand that was holding the teacup became stiff.
I walked out with a smile. Just as I walked out, a waiter came over with a tray. I should call him a waiter here. At first he held the tray up to his face, but I didn't see what he looked like, and as I got closer he lowered the tray and smiled at me politely. A chill ran up his head from his back!
His face looked as if it had been run over by a truck tire. His head was flat and had no facial features. Only one eye, barely visible, hung out of his eye sockets.
But I saw him smile at me!
I almost screamed out, but the last of my sanity stopped me just as I was about to open my mouth and forced me to smile back at the waiter. Then I turned around and ran back to Zishan's room as if I were running for my life.
I leaned against the door and panted, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I sat in my chair and watched.
His expression had already eased up a lot, probably because of my current appearance.
"You're back?" "Did you see that?" Zi Sang asked in satisfaction.
I don't even dare to say what I just saw!
He sat down on a chair and started to shake while holding a cup of tea. However, the moment he lifted the lid, he started to tremble even more. A cup of bright red liquid was lying in a blue and white porcelain cup with the waves surrounding it. As my hands trembled, the liquid in the cup fluctuated even more violently.
I suddenly remembered something!
I was too busy trying to figure out how to face those ghosts that even I had forgotten that I was a human being in the underworld. No matter how well my breath was covered, it couldn't escape the laws of nature.
I looked at the cup again, and my heart went cold.
"Death of Zishan"
Zi Sang's eyes flickered as he raised his head, but no emotion could be seen in his eyes. He replied frivolously, "Huh?"
But I don't have the heart to mess with him anymore!
I swallowed my saliva and asked, "Did I not have anything to eat in the Underworld? Is there water here? "
After pausing for a moment, he said, "The underworld only has meat, human flesh, and water, but the underworld's water is different from the world's water, the water here is filled with corpse poison."
For a moment, I felt that if I didn't return to the mortal world within the next three days, I might be able to stay in the underworld forever.
The expression on my face immediately collapsed. I moved the chair close to Zishan's body and sat down next to him. "What should I do?" I asked miserably.
Zi Sang Zhen snorted coldly. "Go ask Wang Xizhi."
When Sang Shen's words came out of his mouth, his eyes grew a bit stiff, and his expression turned from a bitter and bitter laugh to one of shock!
He always surprises me! The one who was cold and proud was him, the one who was bewitching and charming was him. Currently, he was so jealous that he could even say the words "go ask Wang Xizhi".
But compared to the previous two, I think the present Zishan death has a kind of quirky loveliness to it.
But! Now was not the time to appreciate this loveliness.
"I can't even last three days in the Underworld without water. Will I die here?" I asked bluntly, but it was strange that I wasn't scared. It was as if I was sad that I didn't want to eat for days.
Zi Sang looked at me and said, "With your identity, you don't need to eat."
"You don't need to eat? Won't he starve to death? "
"No way!"
My mouth was a little dry. I licked my lips and asked, "What about the water?"
He picked up the teacup and held the bottom with one hand while he swept the cup with the other and then placed the teacup in my hand. "Drink."
I opened the lid of the teacup that had held the Black Tea. Two rays of light shot out from my eyes.
The cup was filled with clean pure water! My flushed face was reflected in the glass, and although I was thirsty, I was reluctant to drink it.
Hesitantly, he looked at the cup, then at Zishan's death, and felt that saying thank you seemed a little out of place, so he decided to thank her in a different way.
Gently putting down the glass of water, I walked over to Zishan's body with a burning face. While Zishan was still in a daze, I kissed him on the cheek, and then, like a cat caught stealing dried fish, I quickly stood up with my back to Zishan's body.
This is the first time I've ever kissed him! His face was warm and familiar, cool and refreshing. As he approached, he could smell the faint aroma of sandalwood. But as soon as my lips touched his face, I felt a wave of heat, like lava, explode in the small area we touched.
Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from my shoulder. When those hands exerted force, my upper body immediately lost balance and I abruptly fell backwards.
I jumped, and was about to struggle when Zishan's face came close. Before I could even cry out in surprise, my lips turned cold.
I was sitting on Zishan's dead leg now, his big body wrapped around me, my shoulders wrapped tight around him, my collarbone tight and aching.
Compared to when I had just touched the water with the dragonfly, the water in Zishan's mouth was much hotter. In an instant, my mouth was filled with the faint scent of his sandalwood. His cold tongue moved in his mouth, creating a temperature that was completely different from his body temperature.
At first, I still had my eyes open. I saw the eyes of Zishan, drooping in her sleep, and the long eyelashes casting a shadow over her red pupils.
"Close your eyes." Zishan's voice was hoarse as he spoke.
Time seemed to stop at that instant. The cells in my body started to boil, and one by one, doping little monsters started to rampage in my veins.
From aggression to gentleness, the tides had been rising and falling. It was unknown how long it had been since Zi Sang's death had gradually slowed down.
His lips parted, and Zi Sang'an held my hand tightly, causing my collarbone to ache.
Breathing heavily, he grinds at my ear a few more times, then says something in a hoarse, magnetic voice that makes me laugh bitterly.
"Are you still looking for that Wang Xizhi?"
The originally romantic atmosphere, the entire air was filled with a charming pink color, but because of the words' Zishan's lung, 'I couldn't control myself and burst out laughing.
Instantly, all the pink disappeared.
Zishan looked up from my ear and frowned. "What are you laughing at?"
I sat up straight in his arms and looked at his face and tried to laugh. "Are you still jealous?"
"Nope." Zi Sang's death sentence forcefully turned his face away.
I straightened his face and said word by word, "I just like his words!"
Zi Sang's face darkened as he said to me, "You said you've been dreaming day and night."
"I did it on purpose!" He didn't get the words back, and his lips were sealed, but this time it was even more vicious than before. He actually bit my tongue!