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I recommend a novel I wrote myself. It's neither bloody nor cliche. I hope you like it😘

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I love this hot human world, so I am willing to use a single stroke to turn the myriad threads entangled in my heart - whether it is the lingering love, or the bonds of family and friendship, into the joys and sorrows of my writing, to build a world that is unique to me. Come and read my book~ "The Sick Bone Cannot Bear the Old Testament", a short sadistic article｜Narrative from multiple perspectives! Warning of difficult emotions! It is not long but has great stamina. It pieced together the complete truth of the story from different perspectives. Every chapter stabbed me. After reading it, I just wanted to say "I loved it". "Give Me Wenlan [Nursing Agreement]" Realistic Sweet Pet | Double CP! Who said that the supporting articles are all fantasy? The description of social relationships in this book is so realistic! The intention is very high, there is no industrial saccharine, the two couples have a long-lasting warmth, and the love of adults is so delicious! "The Age of Streaking Consciousness" Science fiction reality | Dystopia | Machiavellian love! In 2840, human beings are forcibly connected to the brain interconnection system, and their thoughts run naked in real time. Algorithm engineer Shen Zhi and ideological purifier Su Wan have transformed from rule creators to ideological rebels, guarding the fire of humanity under conscious surveillance. When transparency becomes a shackle and privacy becomes the original sin, they use love as a shield to regain the last freedom for mankind - the privacy and integrity of thought. (If you like it, please help me write more paragraphs and book reviews ~ the author is not popular 😭😭) Support new authors, you won't lose money by investing!

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This one looks great. I only found out that my husband has a fox tail after we got married. The donuts produced must be high-quality. My sister is like a little chatterbox. She makes noises with Xiaoyu, haha. She is not stupid even if she has lost her memory. It is fast-paced and the emotional line is flying. The interaction and chat between the male and female protagonists are so funny. I feel sorry for Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, you swim quickly. You are free in all directions. You are distorted and can't tell the difference between good and evil. You should be happy long ago. The love between the male and female protagonists is so touching. Finally, there is Qiao Xiaobai. I wish them happiness forever. Author: Running Taozi Tags: ancient fantasy, ancient romance, villain, traveling through books, HE Qiao Ying traveled through books, but unfortunately, she was injured on the head by the kidnapper and lost her memory. In the dark and damp dungeon, she met a young man. The young man is dressed in green clothes, with hair as white as snow, and a handsome face, but his eyes are covered with white silk. Although he is disabled, he is most optimistic and loves to smile. That day, Qiao Ying, who had lost her memory, escaped from the dungeon with a harmless boy. The boy is a good man. Because he was afraid of blood, even in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, his clothes remained spotless. Because of his cowardice, he only dared to hide at a distance when others were fighting, but everyone died in the poisonous mist the next moment. Because of his kindness, he gave the medicine to his suffering enemy, but unfortunately the enemy couldn't take it and he bled to death. So, she decided to get married to such a good man. Later, decent people called monsters and came with swords. That night, corpses lay everywhere. She finally remembered the plot. This is a strange and bizarre world. There is such a big villain, he lacks normal human emotions, brings harm to the people, and causes countless disputes. In the end, the hero and heroine sacrifice their lives to seal him away. In the bloody storm, the young man looked back at her. The blue eyes are deep and strange, and the face decorated with blood flowers is like a Shura in the world. The nine fox tails stretch out behind him, alluring and beautiful. Qiao Ying was so frightened that her face turned pale. But he smiled softly: "If you are afraid and want to run, it is too late -" Before he finished speaking, Qiao Ying ran away, but ran into his arms and wiped the blood on his face, "It scared me, I thought you were injured!" The young man blinked, touched her head, and poked her face, "Are you stupid?" He held his head with one hand, and his pale fingers touched a strand of black hair spread on the bed, and gently entangled it with his fingertips. He was always smiling and seemed to be in a very happy mood. Why didn't you see that there was something wrong with him before? Qiao Ying reflected on herself and found that she couldn't think of an answer, so she stopped embarrassing herself. She gave him half of the quilt and covered him, so that he would not trouble her if he was sick and in a bad mood. Then, she closed her eyes peacefully, and fell into sleep soon after. She was really heartless, with long breathing, stretched brows, and slept soundly. Shen Qingyu grabbed a strand of her hair and rubbed her face with the end of it, but she slapped her hand away impatiently in the dream. He wasn't even angry, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips again. "It's really weird." He murmured and called her name, "Qiao Ying." Shen Qingyu changed his position and lay down, and touched her hand under the quilt. It was just like when she held his hand and came out of the cell that night, it was a bit too warm. He whispered softly, "Are you an idiot?" Qiao Ying sent the things to the kitchen. When she came out, she walked to the shade of the tree and stuffed a piece of food into the hands of the young man who was sitting quietly listening to the sound of the wind and the shadows of the trees. Shen Qingyu was sitting on the steps, still holding the ebony blind stick in one hand. Without asking what she had put in her hand, she just put it into her mouth and took a bite. The crispy texture was still as sweet as ever. Qiao Ying squatted in front of him and asked curiously: "It's peanut cake, is it delicious?" Shen Qingyu said: "It's okay." He often smiled, but in fact he was emotionally indifferent to everything. Qiao Ying sat next to him, beat her sore legs, and muttered, "You are really difficult to maintain." Shen Qingyu's face turned to her, "Are you difficult to maintain?" It seemed that if she answered in the affirmative, he would ask to the end. Qiao Ying looked at him with her chin in her hands, and her words turned around, "But it's normal for good-looking people to be harder to take care of." Shen Qingyu laughed softly, "What you said makes some sense." When he was about to take another bite of the peanut cake in his hand, someone snatched it away. "Okay, if you encounter something you don't like to eat, you can choose not to eat it." The smile on Shen Qingyu's lips condensed slightly. Listening to the noise of Qiao Ying chewing food, after a while, he put down his hand hanging in the air and gently rubbed it with his fingertips stained with pastry residue. For a while, he couldn't figure out where he suddenly felt a strange discomfort. Shen Qingyu half-lowered her head, and strands of slightly dry hair fell from her hands, covering most of his face, hiding his expression. He touched the bow on his hand, "So, do you also like my smile?" Qiao Ying told the truth, "I quite like it." Of course, what she likes is a normal smile. In the blurred light and shadow of the white hair, there was a faint arc at the corner of the young man's lips, "Qiao Ying, I seem to understand a little bit." "What do you understand?" "You don't want me to get hurt, you will bandage my wounds, and you will praise me for my good looks. You are different from them." There was a smile hidden in his pleasant voice, "Qiao Ying, you really like me." Qiao Ying: "..." He raised his face, his hair was scattered, and his eyes were covered with white silk, which made his skin as white as gel. When he smiled, the white silk swayed slightly with his breathing, and was dyed with gentle warmth in the candlelight. Even the paleness became fragile and delicate, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away. "Qiao Ying, am I right?" He tilted his head slightly and smiled in an ignorant manner, which made him more lively. He was like an ordinary boy next door, approachable and approachable. Qiao Ying endured it again and again, but couldn't hold it back anymore and pushed his face to the side, "Don't use the methods I taught you to deal with me!" This really tested her self-control! Shen Qingyu was roughly pushed away and was not angry. Instead, he smiled in a good-tempered way. Indeed, he looks so good when he smiles, who wouldn't like it? He was in a happy mood and suddenly said, "Qiao Ying, don't be afraid." Qiao Ying was confused and didn't realize what he meant. Stimulated by the smell of blood that filled the room, the fragile wooden door finally couldn't resist the group of evil ghosts and ghosts who were crazy for flesh and blood. When Qiao Ying saw the door being violently knocked open and the black mist rolling in a pair of green eyes, she subconsciously raised her hands to protect her head and screamed in confusion. As she breathed, a hand wrapped around her waist, and she spun around, falling into the boy's arms and sitting on his lap. The gnawing pain he imagined never came, and those ghostly cries and wolf howls no longer screamed incessantly. Even the sound of rain could not be heard. Everything was too quiet. Then, waves of coldness quietly emerged. Qiao Ying slowly put down the hand covering her face, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the young man's porcelain white and beautiful jaw. All the black mist was frozen by a layer of frost one step away from them. Time seemed to be suspended, and countless dangers were suspended in mid-air, but they seemed to be frozen into a transparent cage, imprisoning only two of them. Bai Ling lowered her head lightly. When he lowered his head, his snowy hair swept across the back of Qiao Ying's hand. He spoke with a smile on his lips, "Didn't I say it before? Don't be afraid." Qiao Ying shivered. The hands holding her body were slightly stronger, and she sank deeper into his arms. When she breathed, his breath was on the tip of her nose. The coldness was isolated by his body. On this windy and snowy night, she felt strangely warm again. "Qiao Ying." "Huh?" "Your heart is beating so fast. Do you like me more?" Qiao Ying: "It's just the suspension bridge effect." Shen Qingyu: "What is the suspension bridge effect?" Qiao Ying: "I don't know, this word suddenly popped up in my mind." Shen Qingyu said "oh". After a long time, he said again: "Qiao Ying." "What for?" "Do you want to try to like me more?" The young man smiled smartly, "In exchange, I can also try to like you more." Qiao Ying: "..." She felt so tired. This is a world full of absurdities. And in this absurd world, the even more absurd boy put down his broken and twisted arm. He lay on the dusty ground, his white hair stained by dust, his green clothes stained, but there was an innocent smile on his lips, which was too soft to be true. "I've done what I promised you, Qiao Ying, aren't you happy?" For some reason, a strange impulse emerged in Qiao Ying's chest, "Since I told you not to move and you didn't, why did you stop the falling rocks for me?" He said: "You are so afraid of pain. If you are injured, you will scream again." The young man seemed to react slowly. He moved his broken arm, turned his face slightly, and rubbed his long white hair. He murmured to himself slightly lost. "Yes, I moved. It turns out that I didn't do what I promised you. I failed as a human being today." He asked softly: "Qiao Ying, will you tie a bow for me in the future?" Qiao Ying pursed her lips and said, "Shen Qingyu." The young man faced her, but before she could follow her words, he said, "Your heartbeat is fast again, is it the suspension bridge effect?" Qiao Ying replied: "No." So, he thought for a while and said, "Qiao Ying, your heart is sick." Qiao Ying couldn't explain so much to him, so she asked, "If I were frivolous with you, would you kill me?" Shen Qingyu thought for a moment, "I don't know." "If you don't know, then you don't know. I'll be frivolous first." She lowered her face, and when she was about to approach, she stopped again. Shen Qingyu could feel that her breath was very close, and what would she do if she felt it, but she gave up midway, and the corners of his lips moved slightly, "Why not continue?" "After thinking about it, I think life is more important." Qiao Ying returned to her senses, and used her hands and feet to get up, but her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone, and her body was pulled back. The hand with broken bones pressed against the back of her head, and the corners of their lips touched for the second time. In this world where you can constantly rewind, this strange thing that can be called a "kiss" has become a natural existence. The boy was confused and said, "Qiao Ying." "Huh?" "Why did you kiss me?" The girl raised her voice, "Shen Qingyu, please stop talking, it was clearly you who kissed me!" He was slightly silent, "Why did you try to tempt me to kiss you?" She couldn't bear it, "If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, believe it or not, I will break up with you today!" He asked: "What do you mean by breaking up?" She was slightly silent again, because she couldn't remember, so she could only say: "I don't know either." So, he discussed with her, "Since you can't figure it out, why don't we break up today?" She felt that what he said made sense, and nodded, "Okay, let's not break up today." Sometimes, Qiao Ying would also think about her relationship with Shen Qingyu. Are they kidnappers and hostages? Is it Tom and Jerry? Or are two people who can't find any other bond in this world, living together and hugging each other for warmth? No matter what kind of relationship is used to describe it, it seems inappropriate. They lived in the same room and had kissed and hugged each other. She was not the kind of hypocritical person, so naturally she couldn't tell them that they were innocent. All in all, I don't know when the boundary between him and her has been blurred for a long time. It is not so easy to draw a clear boundary again. Shen Qingyu didn't know what was wrong with Qiao Ying. She started to take the initiative to hold his hand, but she didn't raise her head to talk to him. She just remained silent, as if she had countless things on her mind. He just vaguely felt that Qiao Ying's attitude towards him seemed to have changed. After all, she wanted to kiss him. They walked aimlessly along the radiant stone wall. After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Ying finally came out of her thoughts. Life is short, you should enjoy yourself in the moment. Shen Qingyu suddenly felt her touch his ear lightly, then raised his hand to touch it, touching the soft petals in his hair. The young man in green clothes has white hair as white as snow, like a touch of spring glow falling on the top of a cold mountain. The white silk covering his eyes makes it even more hazy, giving him a softness for no reason. Qiao Ying laughed out loud, "Shen Qingyu, you look better this way." His fingertips felt slightly hot for no reason. People who are free from ordinary people seem to be exposed to the smoke of fireworks for the first time with this bright color. As a result, he was no longer just a high-altitude god, but actually came to the world from the top of the snow-capped mountains. Shen Qingyu has always known that he is the most beautiful person in Qiao Ying's eyes, but now he can't help but ask: "How beautiful is it?" Qiao Ying thought for a while and said: "The most beautiful vixens written in the storybook are not as good-looking as you." He finally couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and the brightly colored petals in his snowy white hair swayed, as if the touch of spring color on the winter snow had magical power, making Qingjun's youthful spirit feel a little more gentle for no reason. Shen Qingyu took her hand, with a smile that couldn't be hidden in his voice, "Qiao Ying." "Huh?" "I want to eat fish tonight." In the past, he would eat whatever she handed her, and he never disliked it even if it was something he didn't like, but now, he would take the initiative to ask for it. Qiao Ying said: "I hate cooking fish, it will make my hands fishy." Shen Qingyu lowered his head, and the little flowers on his ears became wilted. Qiao Ying had to change her mind, "Okay, okay, I'll just eat the fish, but you have to handle the fish. I'm only responsible for putting it in the pot and cooking it." He smiled again, "Okay." The petals spread out again, bright and beautiful. Outside the alley, there is skylight and lively crowds. "Qiao Ying." "Huh?" "The fifteenth is coming soon." "Oh." "Let's go to Yunling Prefecture quickly. When we meet my elders, we should get married." "..." "They say that after a man and a woman get married, they should be together day and night, so it doesn't matter if you get sick again in the future. I can help you treat your illness day and night. Qiao Ying, are you happy?" "... Happy." The young man holding the flower smiled and said, "Qiao Ying, I knew you would be happy." There was pride hidden in his smile, so it might be more appropriate to express his words in another way. ——I knew you liked me. Shen Qingyu's complexion changed slightly, her body trembled slightly, and she raised her hand to touch the top of her snow-white head. Qiao Ying couldn't hold it back, lying on the table, covering her mouth and muttering, only her shoulders could not control the shaking. Her emotions were in chaos, and the boy couldn't tell whether she was crying or laughing. He hooked her finger, "Yingying, what's wrong with you?" Her voice was trembling, and it was very difficult to speak, "This story is... It's really scary. I was, was frightened. Do you think I would be like the little girl in the story, who opened the window one day and saw a little boy with a bald head?" Shen Qingyu was slightly silent, "No." Qiao Ying: "Oh." The young man was silent for a long time, and finally he picked up the bowl obediently, picked up the chopsticks, and slowly ate the omelette completely. For some reason, he felt the girl next to him tremble again. Maybe this story was indeed too terrifying and she hadn't recovered yet. After all, she was someone who liked herself and couldn't let her go. The young man put down his bowl and chopsticks and wanted to reach out to touch her head and smooth her hair to comfort her. As soon as he turned around, she had fallen into his chest. Then, there was laughter that could no longer be suppressed. It was light and sweet, and it made the little claws in his heart tickle. He thought that he seemed to have been deceived. But I don't know what means she used. Her joy hid a strange magic power, like a ray of warm wind, which penetrated into the heart from the ears and spread from the heart to the limbs and bones, everything became too comfortable. So, he couldn't hold it back after all, and was pulled by her, and laughter also escaped from the corners of his lips. Just like that, he fell into this mortal world with her. She also desires him, but it is different from those who desire his "value". Her desire for him, even though her emotions were suppressed, had reached the point where it was overwhelming and uncontrollable. She liked the sound of his voice. She liked his face. She also liked his body. The young man is not really a pervert who seduces his prey with his beauty and body, but even if he is not a pervert, he can easily arouse all her desires. She was not lying when she said she preferred him. He has not received any normal education. It is not appropriate to say that his thinking is different from ordinary people. He has completely distorted the three views. Let alone love, he even has a little understanding of the world. He can only imitate, but does not know the logic behind his actions. He suddenly said: "Will you reconcile with me?" Qiao Ying was surprised, "You don't even understand what marriage is, and now you ask me if I will reconcile with you?" Shen Qingyu said, "I know what marriage is. You and I have a bridal chamber, and we are husband and wife now." Qiao Ying said "Oh". Shen Qingyu asked again, "Will you want to make peace with me?" "Then will you let me make peace with you?" He smiled, "No." Whether she wanted to or not, she and he would have to be entangled for the rest of their lives. "So we might as well skip all these plots and go straight to the step of reconciliation." Qiao Ying raised her face, touched his forehead, and imitated his little moves, "I didn't want to get married to you before, not because I didn't like you." Shen Qingyu felt a little itchy when she rubbed her, the corners of her lips raised, and she smiled again, "Why is that?" "I'm just afraid that getting married is different from being in a relationship. With a marriage, we all need to take greater responsibilities for each other. What if I find a family member and they don't like you? What if you are wronged? What if we have children in the future and he disobeys? What if there are too many trivial things and you no longer like me and I no longer like you?" Shen Qingyu reminded with a smile, "When you wanted me again and again, you didn't consider so many things." Qiao Ying: "..." After a moment, she lay on his chest as if she had given up all her strength, and breathed out a deep breath, very calm. "So we can only live together now. From now on, I will learn to be a good wife, Shen Qingyu, and you must also learn to be a good husband, okay?" The young man held her hand, kissed her fingertips, and smiled softly: "Okay." Qiao Ying nestled in his arms with tears in her eyes, "My... My..." Softness swept across her cheek, and then, a large ball of fur squeezed over, entangled her body, and wrapped her body. Whether it was the cold wind or the biting ice and snow, they were all isolated, and it was too hot. Qiao Ying hugged the tip of her tail as she wished, and turned her face sideways. Most of her face was buried in the fluffy and soft hair, only a pair of dark and moist eyes were exposed. Drunkness and satisfaction emerged at the same time, as if there were stars hidden in her eyebrows, shining brightly. "Good fish, I like you." The white-haired boy leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. "Stupid Yingying, I know you like me and only like me." At this moment, he remembered that night not long ago. She was his lost treasure, but at that time she had to teach him a lesson in life. In order to protect himself, he could kill her first. Qiao Ying's face was suddenly pinched by a young man's big hand, so she could only look at him without moving. "Why didn't you tell me?" Qiao Ying was inexplicably flustered and wanted to avoid his sight, but she couldn't because of his toughness. Shen Qingyu looked at the girl sitting on his lap, approaching little by little, and taking over all her breath. "You hate killing, why do you want to teach me how to kill?" "Aren't you my wife? How can there be any reason to kill a wife in this world?" "Yingying, why did you lie to me?" Qiao Ying had no way to retreat. His sense of oppression was too strong and his sense of invasion was too strong. She had difficulty breathing, and finally gritted her teeth and said: "Because I don't want you to live another life of being slaughtered by others. You are my husband, a living being, not a consumable or a medicine. If you like the moon, then you should go to more places where you can see the moonlight. If you don't like sweets, then you should experience other salty smoke and smoke in the world, instead of... Instead of..." Instead of being trapped in that small "house" again, tied by iron chains, having your flesh cut out and blood drawn by different people day and night. Qiao Ying still remembered the scene in the past that she accidentally saw. She couldn't describe the feeling she felt when she saw the young fox demon. He lay on the wall, staring closely at the ray of moonlight coming through the gap in the window. His gray back was thin and lonely. However, being lucky enough to glimpse a ray of moonlight was the happiest thing in his life. The girl's tears rolled down drop by drop, causing the skin on Shen Qingyu's hands to ache. He hurriedly let go of the hand holding her face, turned to hold her in his arms, and patted her back gently, comforting her at a loss. "I'm not good, I'm too fierce." Shen Qingyu put her cheek against hers and kissed her carefully, "Don't cry, Yingying, don't cry..." She said in a low voice, "In order to make me happy, will you promise me anytime?" Shen Qingyu said, "Yes." "Then can you show me the fox again tonight?" Shen Qingyu lowered his eyes and met the girl's bright eyes. Is there any sign that Qiao Ying is about to cry? Her eyes were sparkling, and they just needed the word excitement. She was afraid that he would see through her dirty little thoughts, so she defended herself as if she didn't have three hundred taels of silver. After the dark night, comes dawn. The sun rises and the sun is warm. On the ancient road, a red date horse moves forward slowly. Qiao Ying leaned on the boy's arms and studied how to weave the little grasshopper in her hand. Shen Qingyu had obviously taught her several times, but she was clumsy and had not fully mastered it after studying for a long time. She did not believe that she could not do it well and would never give him another chance to make fun of her clumsiness. Shen Qingyu held the reins, hugged her waist, and poked her face. When she looked over in displeasure, he smiled happily. No matter how much he learned from her about how to be a good person, his bad taste of provoking the girl he liked was always there. It was really childish. Qiao Ying put away the straw grasshopper and stretched out her hand to comb the white hair on his temples. It felt soft and very endearing. The hand that touched the skin on his face was reluctant to take it back immediately and covered the side of his face. The temperature difference between the two gradually disappeared. Shen Qingyu narrowed her eyes comfortably, and she seemed to see a white-furred fox that would roll on the ground at any time. Who would have thought that such an innocent and harmless person would be the villain in the story who destroys everything? They have experienced so much and seen so many tragedies, but at this moment, they have achieved perfection. How difficult is it? Qiao Ying's heart suddenly softened. Shen Qingyu met her gaze and leaned down in a tacit understanding. When her eyebrows were lowered, she raised her head and kissed the corner of her lips. Qiao Ying bit him gently and then let him go, with gleaming eyes and bright smile, "Shen Qingyu, why are you so lovable?" She always expressed her love straightforwardly. Shen Qingyu often felt that her body was unbearably hot. Maybe she was sick again and needed her treatment. The young man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was light in his blue eyes. "Do you like me more today?" Qiao Ying nodded and admitted openly, "Yes, I like you more today than I did yesterday." He pursed his lips, but couldn't restrain the corners of his lips from rising. A light laughter overflowed, and the breath in the wind became much more relaxed. "Yingying, I like you so much." "I know." Qiao Ying shrank into his arms, and he wrapped her body tightly to block the annoying cold wind. She looked at him, filled with joy. Shen Qingyu said: "You won't abandon me, right?" Qiao Ying knew what he was worried about, hugged his waist tightly, and replied comfortably: "You are the husband I finally kidnapped, and I will not abandon you." Shen Qingyu had learned something before. When a woman marries, she values how well her husband's elders get along with her. Just like Qiao Ying, he took her back to Shen's Mansion. She also saw that his "elders" were easy to get along with, and then she forcibly taught him what wedding flowers and candles were. He has a smart mind and thought that maybe it would be okay to apply this principle in a different way. If the elders of the woman's family are dissatisfied with him, will they ask her to change her husband? Killing is a very simple thing, but Qiao Ying doesn't like killing. If everyone in her family is killed, she will definitely cry. She refused to take his flesh and blood, and refused to take his heart. If she started to cry, he really didn't know how to make her happy. So after thinking about it, he still didn't want to see her crying. Qiao Ying didn't know that Shen Qingyu had made several calculations in her heart. Holding his hand, she told him again, "I've already married you, and that's the end of it. Take a step back and say, even if my parents have objections, they will definitely not kick you out. I have thought about it. When I meet my father, I will definitely not kick you out." "Mom, let's buy a small yard outside and live there just for the two of us." Shen Qingyu has a strong sense of territoriality and can only accommodate one Qiao Ying so far. This is due to his nature. Maybe his territory will slowly open to more people in the future, but at least not yet. His situation is not suitable for living in a big house. It is fine for them to live a small life as two people. Whenever her parents miss her, she will take Shen Qingyu back to her parents' home to visit. A day for two people. The young man saw himself in her eyes. Years of wind, frost and twists and turns suddenly condensed into the stability of years when they fell into her eyes. From now on, in the fireworks of the world, at dawn and dusk, the wind is her, the moon is her, and in my eyes and heart, from beginning to end, there is only her. Qiao Ying was afraid that he would be nervous and uneasy when he came to a strange environment, so she just wanted to stick closer to him when no one was around, so as to comfort the little fox she liked. She exchanged breaths with him deeply, and after a long time, she smiled against his lips, "Do you feel bored when you come to my house?" Shen Qingyu shook his head, and when she reached out to touch the top of her head, she narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled comfortably. Qiao Ying lazily clung to his arms, "Yubao, hold me, I want to sit in your arms." "Okay." Shen Qingyu picked her up obediently, sat on the couch, put her on his lap, and always looked at her with a smile. "Shen Qingyu, good fish, Yubao, you smell so good." She buried herself in his neck, and her breath fell on the skin on the side of his neck, which made it itchy. The corners of Shen Qingyu's lips curved, "Yingying, it's so strange." She was clearly a human, but now she was like a small animal, rubbing against him non-stop. Originally, her body and outside were all filled with his scent, but she still wanted to be touched by more of his scent. Now that she went out, even the birds in the sky would have to move ten miles away. Qiao Ying held his face and looked at him with a bright smile, "Then tell me if you like me like this." He said, "Yes." Qiao Ying hugged his neck again, fell into his arms, took a deep breath, and said with satisfaction: "I like it too." Later, after learning about his past, she suddenly found that she had grown to like him very much. To what extent is this kind of love? She couldn't tell clearly. But after thinking about the so-called plot, their plot and ending had obviously changed, but she still felt scared. Thinking about it carefully, if one of the choices between her and Shen Qingyu was wrong, would he still be torn apart like the ending of the story, and live in peace forever? Qiao Ying raised her face and looked into the blue eyes that were looking at her at all times. Like the sky and the sea, there is only a small part of her in this vast existence. Qiao Ying's eyes flickered. Shen Qingyu noticed the change in her mood, and bent down to touch her forehead. The two of them just looked at each other so close, enjoying the satisfaction of breathing entangled. "Yingying, what are you afraid of?" Qiao Ying stroked his face with her hand, "I'm afraid I'll lose you accidentally." He laughed, "No, it doesn't matter even if you forget to hold my hand. I will always follow you. As long as you look back, you can see me." Qiao Ying smiled like a flower, "Yes, I understand." It's unclear who is relying on whom in their current relationship. Perhaps as early as when Qiao Ying accepted all his paranoia and pathology, it was already destined that he would pester her until she died. He didn't care what other people looked at him, whether they liked or disliked him. His territory was only open to Qiao Ying, and now he could only accommodate one Qiao Ying. As long as she liked him, that was enough. What's more, Qiao Ying's parents are not that annoying. They actually saw through his demonic nature at a glance. He was worthy of being Yingying's parents, and he was quite smart. Qiao Ying suddenly became interested and threw the boy down on the couch. The fluffy fox tail emerged and skillfully wrapped around her body, wrapping her tenderly. The warm room was now a bit hot. A pair of fox ears emerged from the white hair of the young man. The tips of the ears trembled slightly, and the smart hair also trembled gently. His fair and flawless face showed an extremely comfortable tiredness, and he answered lazily: "I heard Yingying." He was so good. She really likes it! When Qiao Ying was wrapped in white fur, she finally realized something was wrong, but just as her struggling hand stretched out from the fur, it was grabbed back by the young man's big hand. The bed curtains fell, and in the blur, with the changes of light and shadow, one could only vaguely see the tall fox demon occupying the entire bed, and had to huddle down to prevent the embroidery bed in his daughter's house from collapsing. "Yingying." "I like you." "I like you so much." "I like you so much... I like you so much..." He closed his eyes obediently and pressed against her chest, listening to her heartbeat, gentle and sure. Therefore, the young man who has been attacked by wind and frost for more than ten years can finally sink into a good sleep with fireworks and a return date. The young man knew that soft white hair was very important to his wife. When he squatted down, he also knew how to hold the long hair to prevent them from falling to the ground. The fallen leaves were almost the same size, but he looked here quietly for a long time. It seems that if the girl he likes hasn't come to him yet, he will see it forever. "Good boy!" His eyelashes trembled slightly, and when he raised his eyes, blue dots of light flickered. What was faster than responding with his voice was his instinctive action. He stood up and opened his hands to catch the girl who ran into his arms. Qiao Ying raised her face and said, "I'm sorry, I kept you waiting for so long. You must be bored, right?" Shen Qingyu shook her head, combing Qiao Ying's wind-blown forehead with her fingertips, "I know you are thinking about me too, so I don't feel bored anymore." Qiao Ying laughed. Although Shen Qingyu was squatting here and counting fallen leaves, his ears heard their conversation. Yingying hugged someone else, but it was Yingying's mother. He suppressed the instinctive displeasure of the beast and only leaned down to rub against her, covering up the smell of others and letting more of his own scent stay on her body. He lowered his head to her neck and smelled it. It was filled with his own scent, and then he chuckled. There was a "bang", and white mist filled the air. The fox tail wrapped around Qiao Ying disappeared, and the thin boy disappeared with it. When the mist dissipated, there was a white-furred fox sitting on the bed. The fox had a pair of blue eyes as clear as the sky, with long and narrow ends, as if he was watching her with a slight smile. Qiao Ying was stunned, and then she jumped out of bed, covering her mouth with both hands, staring at the obedient white-furred fox, her eyes flashing with bright spots of light. The white-furred fox shook its furry tail and tilted its head. The smile in its blue eyes deepened, seeming to reveal silent charm. Qiao Ying's will was extremely unstable, and she stretched out her trembling hands, "It should be okay if I hug my husband... Right?" The little fox realized something was wrong, and was suddenly picked up by the girl's hands and stuffed into her arms. Qiao Ying rubbed her face crazily against the little fox's belly, as if she was addicted, and kept shouting, "I love it so much, I love it so much!" The little fox hung on the wall blankly, with blank eyes. Qiao Ying said, "Am I useless? I can't even dream of undoing your imprisonment and taking you out of here." He tilted his head and carelessly rubbed his scarred face into the palm of her hand. He felt her hand trembling, as if he was about to take it back because he was afraid of hurting her. He subconsciously grabbed her hand and continued to press it against his face. Qiao Ying took a long time to collect herself, noticed the hay still held in his hand, and suddenly remembered the grasshopper he taught her to braid. "It's boring here, isn't it? Let me teach you how to make fun things." She carefully held his hand, trying to avoid his wounds, and guided him to weave the prototype of a small grasshopper bit by bit out of hay. He couldn't see, so he could only follow her step-by-step instructions and fumble with his hands, so the progress was very slow, but Qiao Ying was very patient, just like Shen Qingyu had been very patient when he taught her to weave grasshoppers. Then the grasshopper's wings appeared, and so did its feet. She placed the little grasshopper on the palm of his hand, gently caressed the still intact skin on his hand with her fingertips, and he grabbed it with both small hands. Qiao Ying laughed out loud, "You are really smart, you learned it right away." As if out of instinct, he crawled into her arms again, looking for more warmth to wrap around himself. Qiao Ying's heart suddenly softened greatly. She lowered her head and placed a gentle kiss on the boy's face. He didn't know what the person holding him did, but his body trembled slightly inexplicably, and his whole body seemed to be severely burned. But unlike what his "friends" did to him, this burning-like burning sensation did not cause him any pain. He raised his face, pushed himself up, looked for her direction, and wanted her to do more of that to him. But the body holding him was slowly becoming weak. The moment he found her breath and leaned towards her, the warmth that enveloped him disappeared. The boy lost the support of his arms and fell to the ground. He stretched out his hand and groped around, but there was only him in this empty cell. Shen Qingyu was woken up from her sleep by someone hugging her tighter and tighter. Before she opened her eyes, he subconsciously reached out and patted her back gently. His wife buried her face in his neck and held him with all her strength without saying a word. Shen Qingyu opened his blue eyes and stroked the back of her head, "Have you had a nightmare?" She nodded. He said, "As long as I am watching over you, the nightmare will not come true." He held her in his arms, brushed away the broken hair on her temples, and looked at her tenderly with his clear eyes, "Yingying, sleep peacefully." Qiao Ying shrank into his arms, just like the boy in the dream who wanted to be more embedded in the girl's warm embrace. After a long time, she said in a low voice: "We must still have many, many happy days, right?" He chuckled softly, "Yes." She suddenly said: "I know you hid the Empathy Gu in the cabinet." Shen Qingyu: "..." Qiao Ying raised her face and kissed him, "Don't be afraid, I will always like you, and you will never use the Empathy Gu." He lowered his head, put his lips together with hers, and said softly "Hmm". Year after year, there will be fireworks. Having someone to eat with and having someone to accompany you is the best ending in this life. Xiaobai was the opposite of her father, especially fond of sweets, but she often couldn't eat anymore after eating. So from the time she started to grow teeth and could chew sweets, Shen Qingyu ate the leftovers every time. Perhaps because he has done this kind of thing too much, Shen Qingyu no longer finds sweet and greasy things so disgusting. Qiao Ying stroked her fingers into his soft white hair and smiled, "Everyone knows that it's not easy to feel sorry for her father." "Feeling sorry?" Shen Qingyu asked ignorantly, "Does Xiaobai feel sorry for me?" "Of course, you are her father. If she doesn't feel sorry for you, who else should she feel sorry for?" Shen Qingyu seemed to understand. Qiao Ying held his face and looked into his eyes, "You always indulge her so much. There must be no father in this world who dotes on his children more than you. Xiaobai is not stupid, so she can naturally feel how good you are to her. But there is one thing to say, good fish, Xiaobai is about to be spoiled by you. You can no longer indulge her in this way. You must punish her when she deserves it." Shen Qingyu shook her head, "Yingying, I can't do it." "Why can't you do it?" He grabbed Qiao Ying's hand, rubbed his cheek against her palm, and said affectionately: "When I thought about your blood flowing in Xiaobai's body, and when I saw that her hair was as black as yours, and the way her eyes were slightly raised, it was very similar to the way you smiled, I couldn't help it." He leaned down, touched her forehead, and said softly: "She is the little girl you gave me. I can't even say a harsh word." Qiao Ying sighed deeply, but couldn't help but kiss the corner of his lips, "What a stupid fish." Shen Qingyu lowered her eyes in despair, "I'm sorry, Yingying, I don't know how to be a good father." Qiao Ying couldn't help but think that he was really completely different from the person he was when Xiaobai was born. When Qiao Ying was first pregnant, he often couldn't help but reveal his demon body and stared at the blood in her abdomen. Later, Xiaobai was born. She had not yet learned to control her powers. One moment she turned into a soft-furred fox in the cradle, and the next she turned into a wrinkled baby. She would cry "wow" when she was hungry and "oow" when she peed. He thinks she is noisy. One day, Qiao Ying came back from outside, only to find that the child in the cradle was missing. She was so anxious that she searched all over the house and ran out of the house. Finally, in the backyard, she saw a scene she would never forget. The huge nine-tailed demon fox stood on the roof, holding a fluffy little fox in its mouth. Compared with the former, this little fox was like a ball of fur. It made "squeaking" sounds from time to time, instinctively trying to summon a little love from its father. Qiao Ying called out: "Shen Qingyu!" The fox demon looked back. The blue eyes that often made her feel gentle were as silent as cold stagnant water. If it let go, the little fox in its mouth would definitely fall from the roof and end up shattered. Qiao Ying carefully took a few steps forward, "Good fish, where are you taking our child?" The little fox fell into the big fluffy tail. She could feel the danger of repulsion of the same kind, and huddled in the big tail surrounded by layers, not daring to move. The fox demon under the moon had a gentle voice, "Yingying, she can walk and jump, and her teeth have grown. She is old enough to hunt and support herself." Qiao Ying asked nervously: "Then what?" "Then she should leave my territory and find her own territory." The strangely beautiful fox demon stretched out her nine fox tails and laughed softly, "This is the home of Yingying and I. She has been in our home for too long." Qiao Ying said that she wanted to live a small life with him, and they would have a small home, and this small home would only be them. This home is not magnificent, nor can it compare with a wealthy family like Qiao Mansion, but he likes it very much. Every day when he wakes up, Qiao Ying is in his arms. Even if he is cooking in the kitchen and Qiao Ying is lazily sitting in the yard basking in the sun, he will feel satisfied just listening to her movements. But things changed, and she had a little fox in her belly. Still remember the day when she was diagnosed with pregnancy, Qiao Ying was all dizzy and said blankly: "So in this world, reproductive isolation does not exist?" Shen Qingyu couldn't understand her words, but he remembered that he was the most powerful person in Qiao Ying's eyes, so he couldn't say that he didn't understand. He could vaguely understand that in human husband-wife relationships, the next generation would always appear, and now, his and Qiao Ying's next generation was here. Shen Qingyu wanted to learn to be a human being and look forward to the arrival of his child like a human father, but Qiao Ying's body was no longer occupied by his smell, and her belly had the smell of other little foxes. He couldn't suppress his animal nature, and would often reveal his huge demon body after Qiao Ying fell asleep, staring at her belly with a pair of blue eyes. Perhaps the little fox in her belly sensed the danger early and was born in two months. She was born smoothly and did not cause any hardship to her mother. But the sense of danger surrounding him always lingers. Finally, this danger became a reality. The little fox is still very young and looks like a human child when she is lying in the cradle sucking her fingers, but she also has the instinct of an animal and knows what is dangerous and what is not. She wanted to run back to her mother's arms, but the big tail wrapped around her was like a cage, preventing her from escaping. The fox demon said that it was time to send her out of his territory. Qiao Ying secretly thought that she was really stupid after being pregnant for three years, why she never realized that Shen Qingyu had been suppressed for a long time. She knew his past, so she knew that she could not demand him with normal people's views, so even at this point, she still could not say anything harsh to him. "Shen Qingyu, Xiaobai is not an outsider. She is our child. Smell her carefully. She smells of you and me, right?" The fox demon lowered his head and twitched the tip of his nose. The little fox raised his face, his blue eyes sparkling with water, looking pitiful. The fox demon tilted his head slightly and blinked his eyes of the same color. Qiao Ying added: "She has your blood and my blood in her body, Shen Qingyu, she is not an outsider, she is your child." He lowered his head and was quiet for a long time, his fox ears drooped, and the hair all over his body seemed to be listless, "She is my child and Yingying's child, so Yingying likes her." Qiao Ying reacted for a while and finally understood what the problem was. Both she and Shen Qingyu were unprepared to welcome a little life. To put it in an irresponsible way, Shen Qingyu had no common sense, while Qiao Ying, who had common sense, thought that because of reproductive isolation, maybe they would never have children. However, Shen Qingyu is not as receptive as Qiao Ying. She is the only one in his world, so he also thinks that there is only him in Qiao Ying's world. After he enjoyed all her love, he would naturally not be willing to share it with others. Qiao Ying admitted generously, "Yes, I do like Xiaobai." The pure white fox demon's eyes were dim, looking even more lonely in the wind. "But that's also because I like you, that's why I like Xiaobai." Qiao Ying looked up at the big demon on the roof and said clearly word for word, "Shen Qingyu, Xiaobai is your child. The more I like you, the more I will like Xiaobai. Don't you understand? If it weren't for you, how could I feel pity and love for Xiaobai? If it weren't for you, how could I? Why wouldn't I want her to suffer a little bit? From the beginning to the end, Xiaobai's existence has not taken away my love for you. On the contrary, just because Xiaobai's father is you, I will care about you more, like you, and want you!" The tips of the fox demon's ears trembled, and the fluffy hair seemed to regain its energy, and stretched softly, and his blue eyes were shining. Qiao Ying didn't care if anyone was passing by outside. When she heard her shameful confession, she went all out and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Shen Qingyu, haven't you noticed that my desire for you has become stronger since I had Xiaobai!" "That's because the happier our children are, the more I want to make up for your missing childhood!" "I like you, I have always liked you. In my heart, no one can compare with you, not even Xiaobai!" The tip of the fox demon's tail suddenly straightened, the fluffy fox fur trembled slightly, the tips of the ears were suddenly stained with pink clouds, and even the clear eyes shone with tiny light. Losing the restraint of its big tail, the little fox rolled on the roof and fell out from the eaves. Qiao Ying shouted, "Xiao Bai!" A young man in green clothes and white hair came through the air. With his wide sleeves fluttering, he embraced the falling little fox. He held the soft fox body in his palm and landed safely on the ground. Qiao Ying hurried over. The little fox held in the boy's hands was frightened but intact. The little fox turned into a baby again. She had forgotten the feeling of danger her father had brought to her not long ago. She only remembered that it was her father who caught her and protected her. She grinned, exposing her two baby teeth, stretched out her little fleshy hands, and said "babbling" without knowing what she was yelling about. Shen Qingyu poked her face and said, "It's so ugly." The little baby seemed to know that his father had said something unpleasant. His ears and tails popped out, his mouth flattened, and mist gathered in his blue eyes, and he was about to shed tears. Qiao Ying quickly took the child into her arms and coaxed her, and finally held back the child's tears. She raised her head and warned, "Shen Qingyu, you can't call girls ugly." Qiao Xiaobai's fox ears popped out again, and their ears trembled slightly. Hearing the greasy words of his parents, his expression was very disgusting. She knows that the person her father loves most is her mother, and the person her mother loves most is her father. But what does it matter? Because she also knows that her father loves her and her mother also loves her. She has two kinds of love. Qiao Xiaobai held his chin with his hands and stared at the full moon in the sky with shining eyes. Today is the fifteenth, which is such a good day.

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It's really beautiful! ! ! A master of metaphysics with a lawyer's qualification, his mantra is "Don't engage in feudal superstition, we must believe in science." Hahahahaha, really, using technology to change metaphysics