Divine Cultivation in Other Worlds

"But you also know the situation around me..." Although Yantong was pitiful, Lu Chen had to consider his own situation.

"It's okay, I don't care. I am a person without status, and I don't expect any status in this life. As long as you can let me stay by your side, care about me from time to time, and think of me from time to time, I am already Very satisfied!" Yan Tong's tone was flat but full of desire.

"I..." Lu Chen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"You don't need to answer me now!" Seeing the embarrassment on Lu Chen's face, Yan Tong couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart. He held back his tears, and Yan Tong rolled over and sat directly on Lu Chen's body, revealing his face. An unusually gentle expression and movements in his hands are also very gentle.

Lu Chen was a little confused, "What do you want to do?"

"Since I can't stay by your side now, I don't force it. There will always be a chance in the future, but I want to leave it to you for the first time!" Yan Tong said softly, but did not fail. Lu Chen's heart trembled suddenly, as if he had been shocked.

Don't blame Lu Chen for being evil, and don't blame Lu Chen for taking care of the gentleman's belly. Compared to humans, the concept of monsters is obviously much more open. At the same time, monsters are like wild beasts, and every time there is an estrus period.

According to Yantong’s age, I’m afraid it’s not young anymore. There should still be tens of thousands of years old, but she said, "I’m chu..." Such words, whether it’s Lu Chen or others. Regardless of people, I am afraid that the first thought is not to believe.

Seeing Lu Chen's expression, Yan Tong had already guessed Lu Chen's thoughts, and the pain in his heart became more intense. In this world, what else can make a person more painful than if the one you love doesn't believe in yourself? Yantong is experiencing this now.

Seeing the tears falling from the corners of Yantong’s eyes, Lu Chen knew what was wrong, and quickly grabbed Yantong. He was not Liu Xiahui, let alone a hypocrite. Seeing Yantong like this, if there is no reaction, then Lu Chen will also He is not a person who cultivates the Great Meng Jue.

"Tongtong, I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean it!" For some reason, Lu Chen also felt a bit sore in the corners of his eyes, like a drop of liquid, slowly sliding down the corner of his eyes, flowing across his cheeks, and into his mouth. Salty, with a hint of bitterness.

Seeing Lu Chen’s tears, Yantong’s tears seemed even more unsatisfactory. Tears the size of a bean, one after another, fell off Yantong’s charming face, dripping onto Lu Chen’s chest, and shattered into a miserable flower. But it fell very beautifully, one by one...

"Don't do this, Lu Chen... I know you didn't mean it." Yantong's tender little hand slowly stroked Lu Chen's cheek, gently, softly, little by little, and wiped off Lu Chen's face. The tears on her face, and a teardrop that is about to fall from the corner of her eyes again.

"Men can't cry. Tears are exclusive to women. You...wouldn't be a woman!" Perhaps to dilute the sadness in front of him, Yan Tong wiped the tears and teardrops on Lu Chen's face while driving one. The little joke made Lu Chen smile again.

It's just that Lu Chen's smile looked bitter and reluctant.

Lu Chen knew that he broke Yan Tong's heart. Lu Chen was already a little guilty for causing Yantong’s soul to be hurt a little bit before. He wanted to make up for Yantong. Now he hurt Yantong more importantly. This made Lu Chen even more uncomfortable and made up for Yantong’s thoughts. Heavier.

So Lu Chen decided...

One turned over and pressed Yan Tong under his body. Lu Chen's legs were slightly bent, and he stood on both sides of Yan Tong's body, lest his huge body crushed Yan Tong's petite figure. At this time, Yan Tong was crushed by Lu. Chen is in his arms, as if the flower grower is in a storm, using his body to help the flowers under him to block the wind and rain.

"Tongtong, don't you regret it?" Lu Chen made his tone as gentle as possible so as not to hurt Yantong's heart more. At the same time, he stretched out a hand and slowly wiped it on Yantong's face, just as Yantong had just helped him, wiping away the tears on his face, with infinite gentleness.

"No..." Yan Tong shook his head gently, spit out a word slightly stubbornly, closed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips, and made a sound in his mouth like the sound of mosquitoes, even, Yan Tong's voice is lower than those.

Even if Lu Chen's cultivation base is very high, Yan Tong's voice is too small, almost as if he didn't make a sound. And Lu Chen didn't pay attention to Yantong's lips, so Lu Chen couldn't hear what Yantong was saying in his ears.

It was just faintly, as if to hear something like "I want".

"What did you say?" Lu Chen had to ask again.

Yan Tong's face was a little red, and his ears were as if they had been roasted by fire. Although they were red, they were crystal clear. Under the sunlight, they seemed not to be human ears, but were made by a sculptor using exquisite jade. The jade is absolutely average.

"I want to be on it!" Yan Tong finished speaking again, and shyly hid his little head in Lu Chen's arms, not daring to look at Lu Chen.

Lu Chen was taken aback, looked down at Yantong in his arms, wanted to smile in his heart, and muttered secretly: "I didn't expect Yantong who looks so gentle to have such a hobby. The top is up! Anyway, whether it is up or Next, the final initiative is in my hands!"

Lu Chen's laughter could not help breaking the sad atmosphere in the corner of his eyes.