Her most precious thing......

"What is it?"

The most precious thing about the fox demon is nothing more than blood and tail.

Wei Qingqing can be abandoned.

She was just suffering a little physical pain, and it was nothing compared to fate.

But the Bodhisattva said, "It's your face." ”

This is a beautiful face that makes men feel excited when they see it, and women who are jealous when they see it.

The expression on Wei Qingqing's face stiffened.

"If you don't want to, of course you can, after all, no one will blame you."

The Bodhisattva said again.

"No, I do."

Wei Qingqing replied decisively.

It's okay to have this face, although she is Yan Kong, but ...... But just look less in the mirror.

Moreover, the ancient bronze mirror could not illuminate people clearly, and besides, it ......

"Little fox, you're crying." The Bodhisattva threw her a handkerchief out of thin air.

Wei Qingqing took it and said "thank you", when she wiped her tears, the scent of sandalwood on the handkerchief came to her nose, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

- How can I leave you and be your shadow wherever I go?

Didn't cry.

She doesn't care about beauty, she doesn't care.

Wei Qingqing wiped away her tears and returned the handkerchief to the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva threw the handkerchief into the Lethe River.

Then, Wei Qingqing suddenly felt a tingling pain in her cheeks, she roared, her body curled up, but she subconsciously covered her lower abdomen to protect her child.

Every woman in this world is great.

Especially after she became pregnant.

I don't know how long the pain lasted.

Wei Qingqing touched her face with trembling fingers.

In four words, it is: rugged.

She didn't dare look in the mirror.

Tearing off a piece of clothing to cover this unsightly face, Wei Qingqing hurriedly left the underworld.

But sometimes, God's arrangement is just that unreasonable.

You will always meet the people you least want to see with your down-and-out self when you are at your most down.

She met Yuan at a temple.

At that time, Wei Qingqing, veiled, was about to leave from the deep alley.

Don't disturb the world.

Which one met the edge of the lantern head-on.

The breeze gently lifted, the veil fell, and the ugly half of the face was exposed to the air.

The moonlight was bright that night, and every scar on Wei Qingqing's face could be seen clearly.

The lantern in his hand fell to the ground.

A crisp sound.

The oil fire inside is extinguished.

…… Was it intimidated by your looks?

Wei Qingqing smiled bitterly, pretending to pick up the veil inadvertently, and re-covered a face that he couldn't see.

Trying to maintain a normal voice, he said, "It's fate, long time no see." ”

He was a weak human being, and it was understandable that he was frightened when he saw his strange face when he had just come out of hell.

She didn't blame him.

The other party was silent for a long time.

He spoke slowly.

The tone was cold and cold, piercing people's hearts: "You also have today, you can't be a demon in the future, feel good?" ”

“……”

Wei Qingqing's red lips trembled slightly under the veil, and her eyes were very sour.

She was depressed.

It's like depression during pregnancy, the kind of depression that can't be explained.

It's a pity that in this day and age, no one knows that there is still this disease.

No one will feel sorry for her.

"Thanks to the master's love, the little girl is very happy."

So be it.

There are some things that don't have to be explained, and you can't explain them clearly, once the estrangement is generated, it is a lifelong thing, and no one can cross it.