The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

After everyone had dinner, they were ready to wash up and go to bed.

Two rooms were allocated to Wang Xiu and Lin Qing, as well as Fu Chi and the little zombie. Others spread out their quilts and lay the floor in the hall.

in the room.

The little zombie pointed out the window, Fu Chi was slightly silent, and asked in a low voice, "Are you going out?"

She nodded.

At night, he couldn't see Fu Chi's expression clearly, only his eyes were flickering, and he didn't want her to go out at all.

—even though she might be made stronger by the rain.

But still agreed.

In the middle of the night, when everyone was falling asleep, Fu Chi led her out of the house slowly.

Fu Chi stood by the eaves, quietly watching the little guy standing in the rain, his hands hanging by his sides tightened slightly.

There was no reaction at first, but slowly, the clothes that were supposed to be wet became dry inexplicably.

The rain seemed to fall on her, but it didn't seem to. The moment the rain fell on the clothes, it disappeared.

The petite body slowly elongated, and the body floated in mid-air. Her black hair grew to her ankles in an instant, and slowly turned into dreamy silver hair, hazy and not of the world.

Beautiful and far away.

The silver-haired beauty looked back at him coldly, not the immature and cute look in the impression, but a cold and indifferent glance back, the originally clear and clear eyes were as cold as ice, and there was nothingness.

There is no familiar dependence and intimacy, only indifference.

Fu Chi pursed his lips tightly, and his lips were slightly pale. He looked at her quietly, and the light in his eyes was broken, and there was a silence.

The silver-haired beauty only existed for a moment, and soon she gradually changed back to the original, ignorant and confused look he was familiar with, with a pair of shallow eyes that were as cute as a deer.

Slowly falling from mid-air, Fu Chi hurried forward to catch her.

she fell asleep.

The body is no longer as cold as before, with a little temperature, although it is not warm, but it is still a little body temperature, and even the heart rate has accelerated a bit.

There are various signs that she is gradually changing towards a living person.

Fu Chi was in a difficult mood, and silently carried her back to the room.

Tonight, he stayed by the bed and watched her all night.

*

In the morning, Fu Chi left the room very early. He didn't sleep all night, but he didn't feel tired.

Wang Lin and the others continued to sleep soundly in the lobby.

Only Xie Xiangchen was awake.

He looked at Fu Chi with a calm expression, "I saw you take her out last night."

Fu Chi's gaze shot to Xie Xiangchen, his deep peach eyes were sharp and hostile.

Xie Xiangchen was not surprised by this. He didn't know why Fu Chi was so nervous, but the other party was never a kind person in his bones, and his gentleness was only on the surface.

His tone was still calm, "I didn't peek, and I didn't use supernatural powers to sense it. I just know that you have gone out, and there is that sudden powerful aura."

After a pause, she continued, "Her specialness cannot be revealed to anyone."

Fu Chi knew that Xie Xiangchen was telling the truth, and the little guy's sudden transformation... the aura was really strong, and if everyone hadn't fallen asleep in the middle of the night, they would probably have noticed it.

Although he knew that Xie Xiangchen would not do anything, he was still dissatisfied, and his tone was a bit unkind, "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

Xie Xiangchen looked out the window with a deathly silence on his face, and his tone was always light, "I have started to suffer from neurasthenia since the end of the world, and I rarely fall asleep."

Fu Chi suddenly felt that the other party didn't understand.

The other party seemed to have lost all vitality, was lifeless, and had no hope in his eyes.