Super God Knight Evolution.

Chapter 262: Longing is the emotion farthest from understanding

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

An Lan hugged He Xi's legs in his arms, looked at He Xi, and chuckled with a playful look in his eyes.

A thousand words can be expressed in one look.

It is now undeniable that An Lan is the only man in the entire universe who is worthy of He Xi's love, the only man that He Xi is willing to love.

"When did you become so nagging?"

He Xi complained, pulled her legs out of An Lan's arms, then knelt on the sofa, looked at An Lan, and said softly: "I'll give you a knee pillow.

For giving up on consuming the entire universe and still looking for a way to make everything perfect."

"Thank you."

An Lan thanked him unceremoniously, and then without hesitation, he lay face down between He Xi's legs, burying his entire face between her legs wrapped in a long silver gauze skirt.

"ah!"

He Xi exclaimed. She had been prepared to give An Lan a head massage as soon as he lay down, just like those gentle and virtuous Yamato Nadeshiko-type female characters in the anime.

But what the hell, how can a knee pillow be face downwards?
An Lan's unexpected move caught He Xi off guard.

After the panic, He Xi quickly calmed down. When she realized that An Lan did not make any further frivolous moves, she placed her ten white and slender fingers on the back of An Lan's head and rubbed it.

"Bah, in the end he is still a thief with a heart of his own and only knows how to take advantage of others and then take advantage of them."

He Xi complained unhappily.

An Lan did not answer, but just shook his head slightly, rubbing his cheek against He Xi's silver gauze skirt, and sniffing the unique body fragrance of He Xi.

It is impossible for ordinary women to have body odor. The physiological structure of human beings determines that it is impossible for people to produce body odor naturally.

No matter how beautiful a girl is, after exercising in stockings and leather boots, her feet will be full of fungi and smell bad. It is impossible for human sweat glands to secrete a bacterial and microbial fragrance.

But He Xi is an angel, and even a fourth-generation divine body.

The specially adjusted genes can keep the divine body clean at all times when not in combat, and the dirt naturally produced in the divine body can also be converted into other beneficial substances.

God's body odor is the real body odor, and it is definitely not the fake body odor that is marinated in cosmetics and perfumes.

"It smells so good." An Lan exclaimed sincerely.

When one's strength reaches An Lan's level, his senses in all aspects have already surpassed those of ordinary people by millions of times.

Those high-end perfumes that are hailed as salon-grade and sought after by many celebrities, if An Lan smells them carefully, he can still smell the chemical smell in them.

After all, modern perfume is a chemical product mixed with alcohol and essence. Even the most famous perfume brands are no exception. If you don't mix alcohol and essence, you cannot guarantee the volatility of the perfume.

He Xi's body odor doesn't have that chemical smell.

It is a smell similar to that of the Udumbara flowers blooming on the top of a snowy mountain, which are still flawless after being ravaged by wind and frost.

"When did it become so low-class?"

He Xi laughed and said, "You start by saying wow, awesome, smells so good, this doesn't fit your style and character as the Immortal King An.

Why not improvise a poem? "

"You know, I, a so-called literary scholar, am just a piece of shit."

An Lan laughed at himself and said, "What elegance and beautiful love words, they are just disguises to deceive others.

At this moment, all I could think was, WTF, this smells so good."

"Haha..." He Xi covered her mouth and chuckled. She believed what he said.

Mortals always have all kinds of expectations of gods and people in high positions, believing that they will never do anything that would damage their status, or even have such thoughts.

But how is that possible?

Even someone as rich as Xu Bei will still say wow, and even someone as well-educated in literature as Yu Hua will still say “I’m so jealous, damn, it’s so well written, wow” after reading “Wine Country”.

The reality is that the Galaxy Force is a cowardly loser, and the one who became a god is also a loser. The Demon Queen is a crazy woman who talks about motherfuckers and bitches all the time, and the new Angel King is a loser who is good at hooking up with male gods and is not ashamed of it but proud of it.

Only God in the conceptual sense is the perfect thing that conforms to everyone's fantasy.

They are all emotional, living people with various shortcomings that cannot cover up their shining points.

"You have somewhat shattered my fantasy and longing for you. I am your fan. I have read all the songs and books you have written."

He Xi joked that she had actually watched "The Fourth Generation" and liked it very much.

"Aizen once said to Hitsugaya Toushirou that admiration is the emotion farthest from understanding.

Unless the person you admire is a low-quality idol with few fans, how many idols and fans are likely to get together? "

Those who once admired Anlan and Aizen were all used by them without exception. Those who once admired Kaisha and Hexi were all unable to understand their loneliness without exception.

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

An Lan and He Xi are just such a couple.

"Why do I feel that you are such a low-quality idol?" He Xi questioned with a smile in her eyes.

"Play is play, joke is joke, don't make fun of my character.

Lan Yuan, Ahri, and the little angels in the Melo Heaven, do you think I attacked any of them?"

An Lan really didn't do it.

He just did the overbearing thing of enclosure and horse racing invisibly. He didn't touch it because he thought there was no challenge or fun, and he didn't allow others to touch it.

"Don't talk about this."

He Xi avoided the topic, rubbed the acupuncture point on the back of An Lan's head, and said in a coquettish voice, "Let's write a poem.

I want to hear you compose poetry. I want to have what Liang Bing has."

I, He Xi, have never been inferior to others in my life. Just because I am rational enough, you don’t need to use sweet words to coax me. How can it be that simple! ?

I also want to hear sweet words of love, this is love!

"I am really not being modest. I cannot compose a poem. I can only empower you, or recite a poem for you."

He Xi certainly understood what empowerment meant. He Xi also understood what it meant in this environment and atmosphere.

"Empowerment, isn't it a little too early? Why don't you recite the poem first?" He Xi rolled his eyes and gently patted An Lan's head to express his dissatisfaction.

"I am ashamed to be with the other grasses, why do I stand tall and fragrant? Why don't I be admired by others, and suffer the severe frost in the deep mountains and valleys?"

An Lan recited two lines of poetry on the spot.

"Ha ha……"

He Xi was satisfied, his eyes narrowed slightly and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said, "I didn't expect that the image of me in your heart is so beautiful. I accept your compliment."

He Xi knew these lines of poetry.

These sentences are excerpted from Cen Shen's "Song of the Udumbara Flower", which mainly praises the Udumbara flower for its nobleness, elegance, and unique fragrance, as well as the indifferent and pure heart of a gentleman, and the quiet and virtuous demeanor of a chaste woman.

I would rather soar in the woods, holding on to my own principles, than go along with the crowd and blend in with the world.

Isn’t this talking about me, Pipixi thought.

(End of this chapter)