Chapter 40 40Who cares about human hair?

Author: Fu Renjiu

Chapter 40 40. Who cares about human hair?

"Master, when did you customize shoes again?" Bai Si looked over Jing Yuanzhou's itinerary and saw that he went out of the province to find the designer of Family A, and his expression was hard to explain.

At that time, he was still wondering why Jing Yuanzhou left without chatting with anyone for a long time. When he came out, Jing Yuanzhou even carried a bag. Now it seems that Jing Yuanzhou went all the way to get someone's shoes?

He Zhao knocked Bai Si on the lower back. Bai Si suddenly came back to his senses, and then sent a message to someone in a low voice.

Qing Wu looked at the man who was half-kneeling in front of him. He had just been slapped a few times by her tail. His face was as pale as a dead man. He always felt that he would vomit blood in the next second, and suddenly lost his temper. There was still some blood left in Jing Yuanzhou's body.

Hold on to her severed tail, but don't really die. A civet's tail never recognizes its owner. If the severed tail has no carrier to restrain it, it may wander somewhere.

Seeing Qing Wu kicking him with his feet, Jing Yuanzhou chuckled and put on the man's shoes.

The white plush slippers were surprisingly comfortable on his feet. Qing Wu took a few tentative steps and they felt good. They were much more comfortable than the sneakers Jiang Sinian bought.

"Where's the tail? Can't you take it back?" Jing Yuanzhou stood up and saw that Qing Wu was in a good mood. He looked at her exposed tail that was wet from the wash. He was obviously expressing concern, but his eyes were a little narrower.

Qingwu "hummed", if she hadn't instilled spiritual power into him, she would have gone back by now. Taitail patted the bed board with some irritability. The plush tail, which is more than one meter long, really hurts when hit.

Jing Yuanzhou lowered his eyes silently and looked at the red mark on his hand.

Qingwu's tail stopped flapping, and there was a subtle silence in the air.

"Qingwu." Jing Yuanzhou took a clean towel and wiped her tail.

"What are you doing?" Qingwu twitched his tail as his tail itched a little, and a wisp of white hair floated in the air.

Jing Yuanzhou innocently picked up the comb. It turned out that Qingwu was wiping too fast, causing the knotted hair on his tail to get stuck in the comb.

"Jing Yuanzhou!" Qingwu pursed his lips and looked at the white hair with distress.

"It's normal for animals to shed hair, and it will grow back later." Jing Yuanzhou silently put away the white hair that was blocking Qingwu's eyes. Seeing that Qingwu was a little unhappy, he said helplessly, "Otherwise, I'll pull it out a few times.

A hair for you?"

"Wipe your dirty tail!" Who cares about human hair? The civet's hair contains spiritual power.

"Qingwu, I have belonged to you a long time ago, haven't I?"

"Huh?" Qingwu was agitated by these words. Who belongs to whom?

"What I mean is that I am already your favored one. I'm sorry, I just expressed it inappropriately."

Jing Yuanzhou explained casually, using a hair dryer to make the plush tail fluffy, and his ethereal voice reached Qing Wu's ears, "Can a god not recognize his beloved?"

Qingwu thought for a moment, put away the coquettish attitude that he had inadvertently shown, and said seriously, "No, unless someone uses forbidden magic to block the connection with God. Otherwise, humans have my power, and I will definitely be able to

Discovered at the first moment.”

Qing Wu glanced at Jing Yuanzhou and said, "You must live well."

"Can I understand concern?"

"No, I'm just worried that my tail will run away."

"There is a civet on Wushan Mountain whose tail was broken by the sparrow demon on the opposite mountain. But it ran away from home for more than a hundred years. When it was found, the tail belonged to someone else." Qingwu emphasized, "So you

You must not die, you must tell me before you die!"

Taking away a civet's tail is equivalent to taking away its power. One hundred years is enough time for outsiders to digest the stolen power. But what makes Qingwu feel strange is that the tail left in Jing Yuanzhou's body does not seem to be the same.

It has not been damaged by a hundred years, but has become stronger.

"Really?" Jing Yuanzhou put down his tail, "Then you have to watch this tail carefully and don't let it run away." Jing Yuanzhou pointed at his heart with Qingwu's hand.

My heartbeat is hot and hot. There is an indescribable meaning in the eyes looking at Qing Wu. I really want her eyes to stay on me forever. Just look at me like this and never look at anyone else.

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"That's natural." Qingwu poked him, and the tail in his body seemed to respond and jumped.

"You have to stay with me during this period. If you run away, your legs will be broken."

The three people stayed outside the door for a long time, but no one pushed the door in.

When the old man heard the female voice saying that he was going to break his son's legs, he coughed lightly, "Yuanzhou?"

"Here we come." Jing Yuanzhou covered Qingwu tightly, and put the goose-yellow cloak from Qingwu's head down, covering her so that she couldn't even see her hands outside, leaving only her head outside and a pair of watery eyes.

Her moist eyes look particularly cute.

"Be good, hide your tail, the old man has a bad heart." Jing Yuanzhou pushed back the bulge in his cloak that was poked by the tail.

Qing Wu ignored him and went straight out. Jing Yuanzhou had become accustomed to it, so he buttoned the top button of his clothes and walked up to follow.

The old man saw such a charming girl coming out and exclaimed, "It's really no different from what you saw in the video. Her name is Qingwu, right?"

Qingwu looked at the cheerful old man in front of him with a little more caution in his eyes. He was not a simple person to talk to. His hands were stained with blood. He was a ruthless person in the early years with a half-black soul. Now he has a good temper.

He has grown a little older, but he has not turned gray. He spent the rest of his life worrying about his children, and his physical condition gradually declined.

"Yes." Qing Wu was worried about the tail at the back. This little broken tail started to become disobedient as soon as his spiritual power disappeared. Jing Yuanzhou stood beside him and pressed it with his hand, and the tail fell down.

To outsiders, it looks like Qingwu is imprisoned in Jing Yuanzhou's arms.

The old man frowned obviously, that dissatisfaction was towards Jing Yuanzhou.

"If you see him, go back." Jing Yuanzhou pulled Qingwu in front of them, showed his face, then sent the man back to the room and closed the door.

"What kind of attitude do you have!" Before the old man could talk to his granddaughter-in-law, whom he missed so much, he saw Jing Yuanzhou's attitude and anger was written on his face.

After Qingwu returned to his room, Jing Yuanzhou's expression turned cold and returned to their familiar distant look.

"The old bastard really gave birth to a little bastard." The old man cursed in a low voice.

"Well, my father is indeed quite a jerk." Jing Yuanzhou replied, looking at He Zhao, "Help the person down."

The old man was sitting in the main seat, looking at Jing Yuanzhou and saying, "It's been a long time since I've been to your mother's side. Since I brought someone back, I'll take him over to meet her."

Mentioning Jing Yuanzhou's mother, the old man sighed, "Don't blame her for being too controlling. I heard a few days ago that she arranged for you to meet another girl. Now that you have the person you like, you should hurry up

Let people see you."

"No." Jing Yuanzhou declined quietly, "Let her recover well and don't worry about whether she has these things or not."

"How can a son not see his mother for several years?"

Thanks to Xiao Zhizhi, Doki-Xiao Liang, Old Friends in the Old Alley~, Si Qianying, and Bie Mea for the best tickets~~~
Chapter completed!