When she was with Fuxi, she visually predicted that she would grow into a beautiful woman in the future, and at the worst she would be a normal woman.
But now.
***!
What a waste if it stays like this forever!
Fuxi was hurt by this, but he didn't say a word and helped Fufu take off her clothes without complaint. Then he wiped her body clean carefully, and brought new clothes for her to put on again.
In the past, Fuxi was tall and arrogant. When had he ever served a woman?
At this time, doing these trivial tasks became very skillful and natural.
Even if Fuxi feels uncomfortable, he will not show it to Fufu. To him, Fufu is just a child, smart, willful, lawless, and full of wind and rain...
She was friendly with him a while ago, but she was just a child.
By this time, I was tired of the taste and felt bad.
Children, this is how it is.
Fuxi helped Fufu clean up and covered her with a thin quilt. After thinking about it, he said, "I'm going to sleep in the study!"
Fufu said "hmm".
Fufu destroyed those night-light pearls and went out.
The moment he was about to walk out the door, Fu Fu said: "You don't have to sleep in the study tomorrow. I will go back to my place. The bedroom you decorated for me is quite nice!"
The first half of the sentence made Fuxi vaguely expectant.
The second half of the sentence made Fuxi instantly heartbroken.
He paused for a moment, but still opened the door, turned around and left, heading to the study.
When he entered the study, Fuxi's cold expression became restrained.
He is now indescribably fragile and uncomfortable.
He felt that Fufu's performance was really the most beautiful trick.
Make him fall in love with her instantly, swear to protect her, swear to never leave her, swear to be indulgent and generous to her in every possible way...
But, it was only two days.
game over.
He was relegated to the cold palace.
However, he could not have any complaints yet.
Because he is her father.
Ethically, he has a duty to her.
Selfishly speaking, he owed her so much that even his own life would not be enough.
Therefore, even if Fuxi felt that he had been deceived, even if he felt that he was hurt, he did not dare to say a word.
Damn it!
As early as two thousand years ago, he lost the qualification to complain!
He came to the study and collapsed on the soft couch.
The insomnia that was finally cured recurred again, and Fuxi had no sleep all night.
At the same time, Fu Fu was also unable to sleep.
She and Fuxi had always slept together in the huge bed, but now it was just her, and she felt indescribably lonely.
Obviously not long ago, she and Fuxi were rolling around on this bed, doing the most taboo things.
Before long, everything started to fall apart.
Love based on lies and falsehood is like an endangered high-rise building that will collapse at any time.
Fu Fu, or Hua Weimian, now wants to find out everything in the past.
Why did Fuxi kill her? Why did Fuxi let her be reborn and spend half of her life living abnormally...
Fufu wanted to know.
Moreover, where is the other half of myself?
Why has such a powerful figure as God Fuxi never been found?
But how to go on with Fuxi?
Fufu couldn't figure out the result. Now, when she thinks about her deformed body, she feels sick.
In the past, because she could still grow up, I thought it was okay for little Lolita to have sex with Fuxi, and let him experience the feeling of making love with a child.
Now, I just feel sick, very sick.
Abnormal, extremely abnormal.
She thought of the crazy and intense night of lovemaking, and also of the entanglement on the soft couch due to drug attacks...