Chapter Thirty-Nine: Still Say You Don't Like It?
Fu Chu shook his feet a little twice, and then slowly put down the feet that were flying in mid-air: "Then I'll go back to the house now......"
Fu Chu said that, and limped towards the house.
Chu Duan looked at Fu Chu, and when she remembered her reaction as if she had been a thief just now, she couldn't help but laugh sullenly: "Feet don't hurt anymore?"
After finishing speaking, Fu Chu slowly stopped and muttered in a low voice: "It's a little ......"
"I'll carry you in. ”
......
Fu Chu was too embarrassed to let Chu Duan carry it anymore, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he would not suffer a loss by carrying it, so he agreed again.
"I just accidentally fell asleep...... Fu Chu muttered verbally, as if he was defending himself, and after finishing speaking, he didn't forget to lean forward a little to see if Chu Duan had any reaction.
However, Chu Duan just quietly and didn't say anything.
Really......
Fu Chu leaned back, and the tail behind him did not forget to swing back and forth twice in disappointment. The tail inadvertently stroked Chu Dui's hand, and the fluffy touch made Chu Duan laugh sullenly: "Next time I'm sleepy, I'll go to sleep in the house." ”
Chu Duan's tone was gentle, and he didn't seem to have the slightest hint of blame, which made Fu Chu's heart warm when he heard it.
"Hmm!" she said, and her tail began to wggle back and forth again.
Wagging his tail so unconsciously, Qi Chi, who was standing behind, could see it clearly.
"And said that I don't like ......" Qi Chi muttered quietly, her voice was very soft, not light enough for Chu Duan and Fu Chu to hear.
It's really not wrong for animals to start wagging their tails when they see things and people they like.
Qi Chi quickened his pace slightly, and then walked to the diagonal back of Chu Duan, so he made a casual look, and reached out to grab Fu Chu's dangling tail.
However, even if Qi Chi held Fu Chu's tail like this, she could still feel Fu Chu's tail fluttering in her hands.
"......" Qi Chi slightly reinstated the strength in his hand, and then tugged at Fu Chu's tail, thinking about asking her to restrain herself.
The sudden pain in the back of his buttocks made Fu Chu tremble, and he almost screamed.
She subconsciously turned her head, puffed out her cheeks, and looked at Qi Chi reproachfully, at this moment, it was not so much that Chu Duan was carrying a little fox with an exposed tail on his back, but that it was ...... He carried a little hamster with a bulging mouth, and he was still the kind of milk murderer.
Seeing Fu Chu like this, Qi Chi, the ice beauty, finally couldn't help laughing, and while laughing, she also pinched Fu Chu's tail twice jokingly.
Although Fu Chu didn't like others to touch her tail, she didn't dislike Qi Chi moving her tail like this.
Fu Chu moved her tail and grinned at Qi Chi menacingly, as if Qi Chi was going to jump down and bite if she moved again.
Chu Duan seemed to sense some movement, he tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Fu Chu with his spare eyes: "What's wrong?"
After the words fell, Fu Chu suddenly turned his head and obediently resumed his original movements: "It's nothing." ”
Fu Chu said this, Chu Duan didn't think much about it, he leisurely turned his head sideways: "By the way, your murderer, Uncle Shi and I are already investigating." ”
As soon as Chu Duan finished speaking, Qi Chi's heart tightened, as if he remembered some bad memories, and the hand holding Fu Chu's tail couldn't help but tighten.
Qi Chi's hand was so tight, and there was another burst of pain that followed up Fu Chu's tail, making Fu Chu's whole person can't help but follow a spirit: "Ah!"
Fu Chu behind him was so excited, Chu Duan also trembled involuntarily: "?"
He tilted his head slightly, "What's wrong?"
After Qi Chi let go of his hand, Fu Chu's tail was moved out of Qi Chi's hand: "Check ...... Did you find it?"
After Fu Chu finished speaking, Chu Duan carefully put Fu Chu on the chair next to the table.
Fu Chu sat on the chair obediently and looked at Chu Duan in front of him with concern.
After a moment of silence in the air, Chu Duan slowly squatted down in front of Fu Chu, slowly took out a dark hidden weapon from his sleeve, and held it in front of Fu Chu's eyes.
"Do you have an impression of this?" Chu Duan asked tentatively, as if he was afraid that it would irritate Fu Chu, he looked at Fu Chu with a soft gaze.
Even though Chu Duan knew in his heart that it was very likely that asking such a question would not help, he still opened his mouth with the only remaining glimmer of hope.
The hidden weapon came into Fuchu's eyes, and the scene of the lantern festival under the mountain that day resurfaced in Fuchu's mind......
The white clothes, and the pain after the hidden weapon penetrated into his chest, made Fu Chu's eyes tighten.
In the next second, her heart felt as if it had been pinched, as if the pain she had experienced that day had reappeared on her body again.
After that, Fu Chu's fingertips trembled slightly, and then he clenched his sleeve tightly.
Chu Duan noticed Fu Chu's actions, and after he took the secret weapon back to the table, his eyes fell on Fu Chu's body again: "If you can't remember, or don't want to think about it, you don't want to." ”
Chu Duan's voice was very gentle, as if to soothe.
Fu Chu probably never thought that the dignified Nangu Mountain Great Disciple would squat in front of her like this and help her so wholeheartedly.
"It's okay......" Fu Chu replied stunned.
In fact, she also wanted to know her murderer, but what she saw and experienced in the last scene of her life was something she couldn't explain.
Finally, after the air was quiet for a moment, Chu Duan's voice fell into Fu Chu's ears again: "Then can you recall the appearance of the murderer?"
Chu Duan asked tentatively, and after the words fell, the air fell into silence again.
Fu Chuchu followed for a moment, she opened her mouth slightly, looked straight at Chu Dui, and looked at each other, but she couldn't tell Chu Duan that the last person she saw before she died was him.
Thinking about it, Fu Chu's strength in clutching his sleeves increased a little more.
Chu Duan naturally noticed Fu Chu's reaction, he instinctively thought that his words had stimulated Fu Chu, so he gently raised his hand, and then covered Fu Chu's fist, as if comforting.
His palm was very warm, which made Fu Chu feel a lot more grounded all of a sudden, as if it was covered with the back of her hand, as well as the unconditional trust.
After a while, Fu Chu slowly spoke: "I remember ......"
Her voice was soft, even a little hesitant.
Looking at each other, Fu Chu could clearly see a trace of hope in Chu Duan's eyes: "Do you remember who it is?"
Fu Chu looked at Chu Dui and paused for a while: "It's you......"