0p0 Chapter 252 I love you
Chapter 252 I love you
Shocking! A wealthy heiress took such drastic measures to escape her family and pursue her idol! Unveiling the truth behind a billion-dollar overdraft in a single month!
Horrifying! Strange insect chirping emanates from an abandoned warehouse late at night; could a renowned genius organization be employing child laborers as young as 0?
The "Humans are worse than dogs" series, the "If you don't work hard, you'll have to go home and inherit the family fortune" series, and the "Robots always want to take over my life" series.
Producer: Mu·Two Thousand Fungi·Wind; Director: Aha; Guest appearances: Ms. Pointed Hat, Mr. Daily Seeking Pei, and Ms. Down-on-her-luck with only two billion in her bank account.
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In the Jing Shan Palace, Mu Feng, without changing his expression, pinned the blame for the resurrection on a certain masked man, acting arrogantly despite being in the wrong.
It can only be said that when it comes to taking the blame, Aha's generosity is in no way inferior to that of the Abundant Pharmacist.
Still troubled by the chaotic scene caused by someone's supposed death? The Joyful Aha Black Pot Processor is worthy of your trust.
Let him think about it. Next time, he can go to the Black Dream Hotel for a concert, and the time after that...
However, it is not as easy as one might imagine to deceive the god of wisdom with a simple story.
The little goddess blinked her beautiful four-leaf clover eyes, but she had no intention of exposing the lie.
After all, everyone has their own secrets, let alone a shocking secret like being brought back from the dead.
If the news gets out, people will probably be obsessed with it like a crazed monster finding traces of an element.
Human greed is endless, therefore the World Tree records that the gods only gave humans the knowledge to sustain their livelihood.
So this time, let's just pretend she never saw through this well-intentioned lie. Sometimes, being a little oblivious is a kind of wisdom.
Seemingly tired of maintaining the original posture, Nasita gently supported herself on Mu Feng's shoulder, nimbly turned over, and nestled into Mu Feng's arms like a swallow returning to its nest.
Narcida is actually very easy to fool; she will believe anything her sage says unconditionally.
Everything in the world gradually quieted down and became unimportant. Only her strong heartbeat and familiar scent kept telling her that this was not a dream caused by excessive longing.
Fate is always so mysterious; parting comes unexpectedly, and reunion also quietly arrives on a sunny and warm afternoon.
Without a doubt, he is who he is. Only his scent can stir her heart, and only his gentleness can make her willingly indulge in it.
The gods look down upon the mortal world with compassion and pity for humanity; even the branches of the World Tree were originally incapable of love.
The wind gave wings to the caged bird in Jingshan Palace, allowing it to fly into the sky, and then it slept peacefully under the blue sky.
In the days of flying alone in the cold, high sky, she repeatedly savored the gentle caress of the wind that once soothed her feathers, constantly endured the torment of separation, and suffered the excruciating pain.
The bewildered goddess slowly began to understand what love was, but she never had the chance to express that love aloud again.
Sometimes, after the wind has blown by, she has to look back, even though she knows it's not the same gust of wind that once lifted her up.
The winds of that year can never bring that boy back.
Mu Feng seemed to sense Nasita's emotional fluctuations. He reached out and put his arm around Nasita's petite shoulders, pulling her small body completely into his embrace, and gently stroking her hair.
His movements were gentle, and he only wanted to send a signal to the uneasy god in his arms: he was there and would not leave.
At this moment, no amount of comforting words can compare to the sense of security a hearty hug provides.
The girl in his arms trembled slightly, then reached behind her back and hugged his waist tightly.
She hugged him very tightly, as if afraid he would disappear at any moment, making Mu Feng almost unable to breathe.
Surprisingly, Nasita, who looks so delicate and small, is surprisingly strong.
Mu Feng thought to himself with a wry smile, otherwise tomorrow's headlines would probably be the obituary of the great sage who had been resurrected from the dead.
Fortunately, Nasita quickly realized this and loosened her grip a little, somewhat embarrassed.
A slight blush crept onto Shen Bai's fair cheeks, and her pointed elf ears felt a little hot, but she stubbornly maintained her embrace, showing no intention of letting go.
She tilted her head back, her voice soft and gentle, with a hint of sobbing and a touch of willful coquetry.
"Amu, hold me, hold me for a long time, don't let go."
The tears welling up in the little god's eyes made his emerald green four-leaf clover eyes sparkle, overflowing with burning emotions.
You once said that if a person forgets an important person in their life, then they are no longer a complete person.
Mu Feng's significance to Nasita goes far beyond that of a sage. Without his presence, she might no longer be Nasita, but rather the goddess of wisdom, Buyer, who transcends time.
Only by his side could she completely shed the burdens and responsibilities of the god of wisdom, and truly become the girl named Nasita, a goddess who belonged only to him.
She could have endured the oppression of darkness if she had never seen the light, never experienced recognition and tenderness.
Now, she is just a girl who is afraid of losing him and desperately seeks comfort and warmth from her lover who she has regained.
Mu Feng held Naxida in his arms, and the little goddess's faint sobs were like fine needles in cotton, pricking his heart little by little.
He gently cupped Nasita's face, gazed intently into her eyes, and slowly wiped away the tears from her face.
Don't cry, Nasita. From now on, there will be no more separation; we will always be together.
Nasida stared blankly at Mu Feng for a long time before gently stroking his face and suddenly smiling.
You said it yourself, my sage. If you leave Nasita alone again, she will really be angry.
The consequences will be severe. If you leave without saying goodbye again, Naxida will never speak to you again.
She gently leaned forward, her small hands softly embracing him, and lightly kissed Mu Feng's lips like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Then, the embarrassed little god quickly shrank back into his arms, leaving only his slightly reddened ear tips trembling.
Amu, Naxi Da loves you, even though it's a little late.
Outside the door, the Great Tree King, who had been eavesdropping behind the door, quietly left, a satisfied smile on his face.
It seems she doesn't need to worry about this anymore; now she should go back and review those mountains of official documents.
Thinking of this, the Great Tree King felt a headache coming on. It seemed that her skills in slacking off after retirement were not quite up to par. She would have to go to Liyue sometime to ask that Noble God for advice.
The footsteps faded into the distance, the sky gradually darkened, and the lights came on in layers, marking the beginning of the children's dreams.
The moon is round, and its bright light slowly pours down from the sky. Tonight's beautiful dreams are destined to be filled with hope and radiance.
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