Chapter 265: Longing is the emotion that is the furthest from understanding

"How do I feel like I don't need to confess anymore?"

An Lan hugged Hexi's legs in his arms, looked at Hexi, and chuckled playfully with his eyes.

A thousand words, all in one look.

Now it is undeniable that An Lan is the only man in the entire universe who is worthy of Hexi's love, and the only man Hexi is willing to love.

"When did you become such a mother-in-law?"

Hexi complained, pulled his legs out of An Lan's arms, and then knelt on the sofa, looked at An Lan, and said softly: "Give you a knee pillow."

For the sake of you, you have given up devouring the entire universe and are still looking for a way to make everything perfect. ”

"Thank you."

An Lan thanked him unceremoniously, and then without hesitation, he lay face down on Hexi's legs, burying his whole face between the legs wrapped in the silver gauze dress.

"Yikes!"

Hexi exclaimed, he was ready to wait for An Lan to lie down and give him a head massage, just like those gentle and virtuous Yamato Nadeshiko-type female characters in the play.

But what the hell, how can there be a knee pillow that is face down!?

An Lan's unexpected move caught Hexi off guard.

After panicking, Hexi quickly calmed down, and after noticing that An Lan had no further frivolity, he put his white and slender ten fingers on the back of An Lan's head and rubbed them.

"Phew, in the final analysis, he is still a thief who does not die, and only knows how to take advantage of others and beat snakes and sticks."

Hexi complained angrily.

An Lan didn't answer, just shook his head slightly, rubbed his cheek against Hexi's silver gauze dress, and sniffed the body fragrance that belonged to Hexi.

Ordinary women say body fragrance or something, that's impossible. The physiology of human beings determines that it is impossible for people to produce body odor naturally.

No matter how beautiful a beauty is, after putting on stockings and leather boots for exercise, her feet are also full of fungal stench, and it is impossible for human sweat glands to secrete bacilli and micro-fragrance.

But Hexi is an angel, and he is a fourth-generation god.

The specially tuned genes can keep the god's body clean and tidy at all times when not fighting, and the dirt naturally produced in the god's body can also be converted into other beneficial substances.

God's body fragrance, that is the real body fragrance, is by no means the kind of pseudo-body fragrance that is pickled in cosmetics and perfumes.

"Fragrant, so fragrant." An Lan said with heartfelt emotion.

The strength has been raised to the realm of Anlan, and the senses in all aspects have already far surpassed ordinary people by millions of times.

Those high-end perfumes that are known as salon-level are sought after by many celebrities, and if you smell carefully with Anlan's sense of smell, you can still smell the chemical smell in them.

After all, modern perfume is a chemical product blended with alcohol and flavor, and no matter how big the brand of perfume is, you can't guarantee the volatility of the perfume without blending alcohol and flavor.

Hexi's body fragrance does not have that kind of chemical smell.

It is similar to the smell of the bald flowers that bloom on the top of the snow-capped mountains and are still flawless after being devastated by wind and frost.

"When did the grade become so low?"

Hexi sneered: "The opening is a, really fragrant, this is not in line with your An Xian King's style and style."

Why can't you improvise a poem? ”

"You know, I, the so-called literati, am just a Xibei goods."

An Lan laughed at himself, and said: "What elegance and what wonderful love words, those are just disguises used to deceive others."

At this moment, what I was thinking in my heart was, what a special smell it was. ”

"Haha......" Hexi covered her mouth and chuckled, she believed this.

Mortals are always full of all kinds of expectations of God for people in high positions, and they will never do anything that would damage their status, not even that kind of thought.

But how is that possible?

Fu Ruxu can still say that he is in a groove, and his literary education is as deep as Yu Hua, and after seeing "Wine Country", he will still say "I'm really jealous, damn, it's so awesome to write, it's a groove".

The reality is that the power of the galaxy is a cowardly stinky dick, and it is also a stinky dick that becomes a god. The demon queen is a mother, a crazy woman who never leaves Bichi, and the new angel king is a burner who is good at hooking up with male gods and is not ashamed but proud.

Only God in the conceptual sense is the perfect thing that conforms to all people's fantasies.

And they are all living people full of emotions and all kinds of shortcomings that can't hide their shining points.

"You kind of broke my illusions and longings for you, I'm a fan of you, and I've read all the songs and books you wrote."

Hexi joked that she had really watched "Little Four Generations" and liked it quite a bit.

"Aizen once said to Hibanya Winter Shirou that longing is the emotion that is the furthest from understanding.

Unless the person you are looking forward to is an inferior idol with rough powder, how many idols and fans may come together? ”

Those who once longed to worship An Lan and Aizen were all used by them without exception. Those who once longed for Kaisha and Hexi, without exception, could not understand their loneliness.

Only two people who are at the same level in all aspects can understand each other and get rid of loneliness.

An Lan and Hexi are just such a couple.

"Why do I think you're such a bad idol?" Hexi questioned with a smile in his eyes.

"Play for fun, make trouble, don't joke about my character.

Orchid Garden, Ahri, and those little angels in Merlot Heavenly Court, you see which one of them I have attacked. ”

An Lan really didn't start.

He just invisibly did the domineering thing of enclosure and horse running, and he didn't feel the challenge, couldn't find fun, didn't touch it, and didn't allow others to touch it.

"Don't talk about that."

Hexi avoided this topic, rubbed the acupuncture points of his brother on the back of An Lan's head, seemed to be coquettish, and said angrily: "Let's write a poem."

I want to listen to your poems, and I will also have some cold ice. ”

I'm not weaker than others in my life, just because I'm rational enough, so I don't coax me with beautiful love words, how can it be so simple!?

I also want to listen to nice love words, this is love!

"I'm really not modest, I can't give poems, I can only empower you, or read poems."

What does empowerment mean, Hexi certainly understands. What does it mean in this environment and atmosphere, Hexi also understands.

"Don't you think it's too early to empower? You read the poem first. Hexi rolled his eyes and gently patted An Lan's head to express dissatisfaction.

"Shame and the grass are together, He Tingting is unique. Why not be appreciated by others, the deep mountains and poor valleys are severely frosty. ”

An Lan read two lines of poetry on the spot.

"Hehe......"

Hexi was satisfied, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smile, and said: "I didn't expect my image in your heart to be so good, and I accepted your praise." ”

Hexi knows these poems.

These sentences are excerpted from Cen Shen's "Song of Youbo Luo Flowers", mainly praising the noble and beautiful flowers of Youbo Luo, the fragrance is alone, there is a gentleman's clear and pure heart, and there is a quiet and pure state of a virgin.

It is better to be proud of the forest, to hold the road and hold on to oneself, but it is never the same as the flow and the dirt, and the light and the dust.

Isn't that what I'm talking about, Pippi thought.

(End of chapter)