MTL - Guide To the HE of the Former Female Supporting Role-Chapter 136

When Jing Zhao didn't speak, Xie Changyun seemed to have returned to the time when he was on the road alone.

He obviously didn't feel anything before, but now that Jing Zhao doesn't speak, he feels unaccustomed to it.

The two walked for a long time on the road. Xie Changyun saw edible fruits growing in a place, so he went to pick some and came back. The two chose a place to sit down and rest.

There was no drinking water nearby, so Xie Changyun could only put the fruit on his clothes, wipe it carefully, and then handed it to Jing Zhao: "Eat some fruit!"

Jing Zhao acted as if he didn't hear him, and didn't look at him at all, just opened his bamboo tube and drank some water.

Xie Changyun withdrew his hand, his pale eyes were filled with obvious disappointment.

Jing Zhao didn't eat it, so he naturally didn't have much interest in eating it, so he put away the fruit, and the two of them sat for a while and then got up and continued on their way.

On the way, Xie Changyun wanted to speak several times, but Jing Zhao would deliberately distance himself from him, and the two remained silent all the way until the sky gradually began to drizzle like silk.

Xie Changyun looked up at the sky, then took off the cartilage umbrella from his back, walked to Jing Zhao's side and said, "It's raining."

Is it so difficult to call her Zhao Zhao? Jing Zhao glared at Xie Changyun, ignored his words, and continued walking forward.

Xie Changyun clearly felt Jing Zhao's dissatisfaction this time. Although he was unreasonable, he probably knew why Miss Jing was angry with him.

It's not that he doesn't want to call her by her name, it's just that it's too intimate. The person who can call her so intimately should be her future husband, not a Taoist priest like him.

It was the most irrational decision Xie Changyun had ever made to agree to take her on the road because of a soft heart.

Miss Jing, she should...be matched with a better person.

The rain tended to fall harder and harder, every time Xie Changyun opened his umbrella and held it high above Jing Zhao's head, she would dodge her.

Xie Changyun was afraid that she would catch a cold and get sick, so he put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Miss Jing, you are weak, and you will catch cold in the rain, you better cover it up!"

Jing Zhao was forced to stop, turned his head to look at the hand that was holding his shoulder, and finally said, "You scratched me."

Xie Changyun was slightly startled, and immediately let go of his palm, looking at her shoulder in a little bewilderment.

Jing Zhao didn't speak, and walked forward.

Xie Changyun looked at her back, stood on the spot and sighed helplessly, then put away the umbrella, held the seal with both hands, a golden rune quickly loomed in mid-air, and floated to the top of Jing Zhao's head after the rune was completed.

Jing Zhao, who was walking in front, suddenly felt that the coolness of the rain was no longer on her body. She raised her eyes and looked around and found that it was still raining, only her place seemed to be in a sunny day.

Jing Zhao took a few more tentative steps forward, and found that wherever she went, there was no rain in that area, as if there was a transparent umbrella on top of her head that could follow her.

He stopped and looked back. Daoist Xie had put away his umbrella and was walking alone in the wind and rain. When he saw her looking over, a faint smile subconsciously formed the corner of his mouth.

Don't think she won't be angry with him like this, it's useless!

Still without saying a word, Jing Zhao turned around and continued walking forward alone.

They hadn't entered the mountain forest just now, and at this time they crossed the mountain path into another forest. It was clearly not evening yet, but the fog in the mountains suddenly thickened.

Jing Zhao raised his eyes and glanced around, only to find that the place where the exit was visible just now had become shrouded in a white mist, and even the surrounding trees could not be seen clearly after being spoken.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. It is not for nothing that I have followed Xie Changyun for so long. She stopped vigilantly and looked back. Sure enough, Xie Changyun, who had been following her just now, had disappeared.

The thick white mist was getting thicker and thicker, Jing Zhao put her hands behind her back, and she quietly stuffed a piece of talisman paper into her palm.

Suddenly there was a ghostly laugh, like a child of three or five years old, but also like an old woman in her teens, strange and sharp.

A red shadow flickered in front of him, Jing Zhao watched it pass by blankly, and then stuffed the talisman paper back in his hand.

*

As soon as Xie Changyun stepped into the forest, he realized something was wrong. According to his intuition, before they entered the forest, he should have been aware of the evil spirit here, just because all he thought about was Miss Jing all the way. , Xie Changyun unknowingly relaxed his vigilance, which gave the monster an opportunity.

As soon as he entered the forest, Jing Zhao, who was walking in front, disappeared in an instant. Xie Changyun didn't feel a strong demonic aura when he stood there, but his eyes, which were as pale as water, were tinged with a little anxiety.

He is a Taoist priest, so the monster will definitely not attack him rashly, so it will definitely deal with Miss Jing first.

Xie Changyun frowned deeply, and pulled out the cartilage on his back with his backhand, drawing a golden circular arc in the air. Then, as if the cartilage umbrella had a consciousness of its own, it shot towards the side. Xie Changyun glanced at it After the direction, he quickly chased after him.

When he reached a certain place, Xie Changyun stopped suddenly, because in front of him, a bright yellow figure happened to be standing there.

The surrounding fog was everywhere, and only the area between the two of them was visible.

The figure turned around when he heard the movement behind him, and when he saw Xie Changyun, a look of obvious surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

He ran to Xie Changyun's side in two or three steps, took his arm and said, "Where did you go, Daoist? I seemed to see a monster just now. I was so scared."

The woman's bright face was full of fragility and panic, her hands clinging tightly to him, as if she was her only support.

Xie Changyun lowered his head, glanced at her hand holding his arm, seriousness in his indifferent eyes, "Miss Jing, don't be afraid, Pindao will protect you."

Hearing these words, Jing Zhao raised his eyes, with a soft light in his eyes, and a pair of catkins slowly touched Xie Changyun's chest, "Daoist, it's fortunate that you are here, otherwise I don't know what to do .”

Xie Changyun didn't seem to have any resistance, the person in his arms was getting closer and closer, when she was only a finger away from his lips, Xie Changyun suddenly raised his hand as if wanting to touch her face.

Seeing his raised hand, Jing Zhao gently hooked his charming red lips, and rubbed against it, "Daoist, ah—"

The next moment, a red light was shot out of Jing Zhao's body, and he took a few steps back to become a banshee wrapped in a red silk scarf, with **** fine lines on her slightly elongated face.

The banshee clutched her chest, she couldn't believe it at first, and then said angrily: "Damn Taoist priest, you have already seen through my identity?"

Xie Changyun ignored her, and his worried eyes fell on the pale man in his arms.

Seeing that Xie Changyun ignored her, the banshee became more and more furious, and rushed forward with her teeth and claws bared, "Smelly Taoist, see if I don't tear you to pieces!"

However, before the banshee got close to Xie Changyun, a paper umbrella shot out from behind Xie Changyun. The banshee's pupils shrank, and a slightly frightened "umbrella holder" blurted out, turning around and wanting to run away.

It's just that she was not as fast as Xie Changyun's cartilage umbrella after all, and was stopped by the cartilage umbrella after running a certain distance.

Xie Changyun placed Jing Zhao under a tree trunk, and then flew to the umbrella.

The banshee looked at him, with a sly look in her eyes, "I know I was wrong, Taoist priest, let me go, I won't dare again."

Xie Changyun saw through her lies at a glance, his eyes were dark, and his clear voice was full of righteousness, "If his heart is not righteous, he should be punished."

A look of panic rose on the face of the banshee, looking at Xie Changyun who was attacking, she tried to resist with her sorcery, but she was not Xie Changyun's opponent after all.

The cartilage umbrella passed through the chest, and a burst of red silk rain fell.

After the banshee died, the mist in the mountains gradually dissipated. Xie Changyun walked under the big tree, held Jing Zhao's wrist to check his pulse, and then called softly, "Miss Jing, Miss Jing?"

Jing Zhao opened his eyes vaguely when he heard the voice, and frowned when he saw Xie Changyun, then stood up from the ground without saying a word, and walked forward without discerning the direction.

Xie Changyun was startled, immediately got up and followed her, and at the same time asked a little worriedly: "Miss Jing, you were possessed by a monster just now, what's wrong with your body?"

Jing Zhao didn't answer, just quickened his pace, slipped suddenly, and fell down to sit on the ground.

Xie Changyun, who was following her, quickly chased after her, squatted in front of her, looked at her covered ankle and said, "Is your ankle sprained? Let me see."

Jing Zhao endured the pain and moved his foot away to prevent him from touching it. Xie Changyun raised his hand to touch the space, raised his eyes, and saw that the person in front of him had tears in his eyelashes, and the tears fell from his eyes.

"Xie Changyun, do you like me?" Jing Zhao looked at Xie Changyun's moon-like face and said in a deep voice.

Xie Changyun froze in place for a moment, his slightly parted thin lips gradually tightened into a straight line, and there was a complex look in his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jing Zhao didn't ask any more questions, and forced himself to stand up from the ground, wanting to leave this place with a limp.

Xie Changyun was a little anxious, his throat seemed to be on fire, and he was extremely dry. Looking at the stubborn figure in front of him, he was finally defeated, took a deep breath, clenched his fists and said loudly, "I like it, Pindao likes Miss Jing."

The figure in front of him finally stopped, and Jing Zhao turned around, with his small mouth slightly open showing surprise.

Xie Changyun stepped forward slowly, looking at her feet worriedly, "How are your feet? Sit down and let me have a look?"

Jing Zhao looked at him, bit his lips and asked, "I didn't hear what you just said."

Xie Changyun paused, his white jade-like ears suddenly turned red, he straightened up slowly, and stared at the person in front of him with downcast eyes, feeling a strange emotion surging in his heart that he had never felt before.

Unspeakable.

"Say it again, what did you just say?"

Jing Zhao refused to let go, Xie Changyun felt extremely flustered, he seldom revealed his emotions to others, let alone such a straightforward and undisguised confession, for a moment he felt as if his whole body was about to burn. A little flustered, he looked away and sighed, "Zhao Zhao."

This means begging for mercy.

Seeing that the face and neck of the person in front of him was blushing, and Jing Zhao got his wish, he no longer forced him, curled his lips in satisfaction, then moved his feet and said, "Xie Changyun, my feet hurt."

Hearing that her feet hurt, Xie Changyun subconsciously turned his head and reached out to help her.

The two sat down on the side of the road, Xie Changyun squatted in front of Jing Zhao, and took off her shoes and socks with trembling fingertips, revealing a pair of jade feet that were as white as jade, weak and boneless, and the ankles were red and swollen , quite shocking.

Seeing these feet, Xie Changyun's eyes paused, and then he gently kneaded the wound for her.

Xie Changyun was so concentrated that he just wanted to rub away the blood on her ankles, but Jing Zhao refused to be safe, and rubbed his heels lightly on his robe. When Xie Changyun was attracted by her movements, he looked up at her with an innocent look on his face .

At that moment, the word absurd slowly unfolded in Xie Changyun's heart.

If it was in the past, if there were goblins and ghosts who dared to act presumptuously in front of him, they would have already disappeared under his umbrella. How can they be like her...

Thinking of this, Xie Changyun lowered his head and kneaded for her for a while, then carefully put on her shoes and socks.

After putting it on, Xie Changyun squatted down in front of Jing Zhao and said, "Come on."

Jing Zhao was not polite either, and threw himself on his back, hugging his neck.

Xie Changyun supported her with one hand and the cartilage umbrella in the other, and walked towards the exit of the forest.

Jing Zhao was lying on his back, playing with his long hair with his fingers, and Xie Changyun would answer every time he called out to him.

Occasionally, she didn't call him Daoist, but mischievously called him Changyun, and she could always hear Xie Changyun's helpless answer.

After walking for a long time, the two stopped to rest. Jing Zhao's bamboo tube ran out of water. Xie Changyun put her in the shade of a tree and went to fetch water for her alone. In case of danger, Cartilage Umbrella can protect her instead of herself.

Xie Changyun had already walked away, and Jing Zhao, who was leaning on the tree trunk, unknowingly fell on the plain paper umbrella beside him.

It is such an unattractive paper umbrella that attracts the monsters in the mountains to fight for it, but they are hard to take it away. One is because Xie Changyun has advanced Taoism and is difficult to deal with, and the other is because this cartilage umbrella has the ability to distinguish monsters. Yes, it is difficult for ordinary monsters to hold it. If the level is lower, I am afraid that when it touches this umbrella, it will immediately turn into flying ash.

Jing Zhao stared at the cartilage umbrella, and slowly stretched out his hand.

*

The place with clean water is a bit far away. Xie Changyun fetched water and came across an edible wild fruit, so he wrapped it in leaves and picked some back.

When she went back, she saw Jing Zhao leaning against the tree trunk as if in a coma, but the cartilage umbrella that was originally placed beside her had moved.

There was a faint evil spirit in the air, Xie Changyun's expression changed, and he hurriedly walked two steps to Jing Zhao's side, calling her in a deep voice, "Zhao Zhao? Zhao Zhao?"

Jing Zhao slowly opened his eyes, with doubts in his eyes, "Taoist? I seemed to have fallen asleep just now."

Seeing that she was sober, Xie Changyun was relieved, then handed her the bamboo tube and wild fruit in his hand, and asked with concern: "Are you tired? Then let's rest here for a while."

Jing Zhao nodded slowly, took the bamboo tube and drank water with lowered eyes.

Xie Changyun turned around and picked up the cartilage umbrella on the ground, looking at the slightly open umbrella, a little doubt flashed in his eyes.

Just as he was about to open the cartilage umbrella to take a closer look, a soft voice came from behind, "Master Daoist, come and eat some fruit too."

Xie Changyun looked back, with a soft look in his eyes, turned around, put away his umbrella and walked over.

On the next journey, Xie Changyun and Jing Zhao finally came across another town, and they decided to go into the city to buy some things they needed on the way.

The last time Xie Changyun exorcised people, there was still a lot of money left in exchange, so as soon as they entered the city, the two found an inn to stay.

One room per person, after ordering the waiter to bring hot water, Jing Zhao took a bath in the room.

The steaming heat filled the room, Jing Zhao slowly scooped up a handful of water and poured it down from his shoulders, his fair skin was as smooth as fat, water droplets rolled down, slid down his slender shoulders, and submerged in the water.

Jing Zhao's hand touching his neck slowly landed on his left wrist, where there was a red scar running across it, which looked a bit like a burn.

But Jing Zhao knew it wasn't, it was the wound she accidentally injured when she wanted to take the cartilage umbrella.

Moreover, this wound is gradually corroding her human body. If she does not return to her demon body for treatment, Xie Changyun may discover her true identity in a short time.

But Xie Changyun has been by her side all the time, she has no way to transform back into a demon body now, so she can only move faster.

Jing Zhao's eyes were heavy. After bathing, he put on a light yellow veil, turned around and opened the door.

Xie Changyun was meditating in the room, opened his eyes when he heard the knock on the door, and then got up to open the door. As soon as the door opened, he saw a thinly dressed woman outside. Xie Changyun's pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously recognized and opened his eyes, and said nervously: "Zhao Zhao, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

"Will the Taoist priest not let me in?" Jing Zhao raised his eyes and looked at him, his voice as gentle as water.

Xie Changyun tightened his hand holding the door frame, "It's, it's too late, you go back, go back to sleep."

Jing Zhao pursed his lips, "But I want to sleep with the Taoist priest."

Xie Changyun had never heard of this before, his expression was shocked, and the door frame was almost crushed with his fingers.

"No!" Because it was too absurd, Xie Changyun subconsciously put on his face and spoke harshly. After he finished speaking, he realized that his tone was too harsh, so he turned his voice softly to comfort him, "Zhaozhao, listen to me, you are still young, we are now This is inappropriate, can you go back to sleep first?"

Jing Zhao: "Where am I young? Why is it inappropriate? The Taoist priest likes me, and I also like the Taoist priest. Why can't we sleep together?"

Xie Changyun's ears were burning badly, and he looked at the door, but refused to move to Jing Zhao's body, his voice trembled slightly, "Zhao Zhao, this is not in accordance with the etiquette system, at least you have to get married first, before you can..."

Hearing the word married, Jing Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then a strange look flashed across her eyes, and there was a sudden rush of footsteps in her ears. She raised her head and gathered the thin veil on her body, and said helplessly, "Master Daoist!" , it seems that someone is coming up."

Xie Changyun had sharp eyes and ears, so he heard it naturally. Before he could clear up the thoughts in his mind, he took the man by the arm and pulled him into the room, and closed the door behind his back.

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Xie Changyun breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment he realized that the situation in front of him made him even more flustered.

Xie Changyun just had a glimpse outside the door and his face was on fire. Now that he dragged him into the room, he could see clearly how thinly she was dressed, and he could even see her...

Xie Changyun suddenly looked away, feeling angry in more than one place on his body, which made his face darken rarely, and turned without saying a word to get the coat he had put on the hanger, trying to put it on for others.

When he turned around, he stopped suddenly.

The thin veil fell to the ground, and the beauty that had never been shown before was revealed in an instant. The clothes in Xie Changyun's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he closed his eyes in a panic, and his thin lips outlined a serious arc, "Zhao Zhao, be obedient , put on your clothes quickly."

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him didn't listen to him at all, but walked forward slowly, a pair of bright wrists wrapped around his neck quietly, and a piercing voice sounded in his ear, "Master Taoist, open your eyes and look at me." Well!"

"No, Zhaozhao, listen to me, wait until we get married and then..." Xie Changyun held the wrist that was on his shoulder, blushing, feeling at a loss for what to say.

"I don't want it." Jing Zhao said softly, "I've never heard of a Taoist priest getting married. Will the Taoist priest really marry me?"

Xie Changyun's expression softened along with his voice when he heard the words, "Taoist priests can also return to vulgarity, and they can naturally marry after they return to vulgarity, and to be honest, I'm actually not an orthodox Taoist disciple, so I don't have so many taboos."

Xie Changyun thought that Jing Zhao was just afraid of his status as a Taoist priest and would not be responsible to her, so he explained to her very seriously, wanting to reassure her.

As long as she believes in him, she won't be like this...such... Xie Changyun pursed her lips, really daring not to think about it.

The person in front of him was silent for a long time, Xie Changyun thought she had heard what he said, and said in a more gentle tone: "Put on your clothes! I'll take you back to your room."

Jing Zhao tugged at the skirt of his chest, and said slowly, "Then when will you marry me? Will you marry me tomorrow?"

Xie Changyun didn't expect her to be so eager, so he paused and said, "Will you be too anxious tomorrow?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence directly made Jing Zhao wronged, pushed him away and said, "I knew you were lying to me! It's fine if you don't want to marry me, and I won't pester you."

Xie Changyun panicked subconsciously when he heard the words, stepped forward and hugged the person back regardless of etiquette, and closed his eyes in a panic when he touched the touch of whiteness, he simply closed his eyes and directly hugged the person and put him on his bed for use. The quilt was wrapped up.

Finally able to open his eyes, Xie Changyun breathed a sigh of relief, only to feel a layer of hot sweat unconsciously on his body.

Jing Zhao was wrapped in the quilt like a cicada pupa, unable to move, instead he buried his face in the pillow and got angry and sulked, making a whining sound from his mouth, as if he was crying.

Xie Changyun can be regarded as having experienced all the helplessness in this life, and called her name again, Jing Zhao should not, he can only close his eyes, compromise and say: "Tomorrow, I will prepare the etiquette of getting married."

Hearing this, Jing Zhao immediately stopped crying and turned to look at him.

Xie Changyun's gaze met her, and he said apologetically, "It's just that time is urgent, and there are not many things that can be bought, so I'm afraid I will wrong you."

Jing Zhao smiled and said, "No wrong, as long as I can be with the Taoist priest, I will never feel wronged."

When Xie Changyun heard the words, a faint smile appeared on his lips, his eyes were soft, and there was a vacancy in his heart that seemed to be filled in an instant.

Jing Zhao: "Let me out."

Xie Changyun's expression changed slightly, he coughed lightly and said, "I'll take you back to your room."

Xie Changyun turned around and picked up the clothes scattered on the ground, then carried Jing Zhao back to her room with the wrapped quilt, put her on the bed, and was about to get up to leave, but Jing Zhao's hand that struggled out of the quilt grabbed the sleeve.

"Daozhang, I want to kiss."

Xie Changyun didn't react, he was a little dazed, "What do you want?"

Jing Zhao pouted, "Kiss."

Xie Changyun's face flushed immediately, and he got up helplessly, "Too, too late."

"Daoist~"

Xie Changyun wanted to leave, but his sleeves were still in someone's hands.

"Otherwise, you'll sleep here too."

Xie Changyun finally turned around, bent down, and kissed her between the eyebrows lightly and restrainedly.

Jing Zhao hooked his lips wickedly, reached out his hand and hooked Xie Changyun's neck, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

Xie Changyun stared blankly at the lowered eyes, and the slightly playful smile of the person on the bed was reflected in his eyes, and his chest vibrated like a drum for a while.

"Daozhang, good night, I'll wait for you to marry me." Jing Zhao said, hooking his neck.

After a long time, Xie Changyun came back to his senses, said hello in a daze, and then put her wrist under the quilt.

The touch under the fingertips was a bit strange, Xie Changyun looked over subconsciously, but the other party suddenly broke away from his hand, stretched it into the quilt, yawned and said, "Then I'm going to sleep."

Xie Changyun looked back, and said softly: "Well, go to bed early."

After returning to the room, Xie Changyun sat on the edge of the bed, slowly raised his hand to caress his lips, and the black hair hung down from the side of his face, adding a weak temperament to him.

Thinking of something, Xie Changyun couldn't help curling his lips, and then he realized that he sat upright again, deliberately putting on a face.

It's just that the serious face didn't last long, he shook his head with a smile again, got up and walked to the window, pushed the window open, and looked at the crescent moon in the sky.

"Master, my apprentice will get married tomorrow, you must have never thought of it!"

As Xie Changyun spoke, he thought of the previous scene again, and a delicate and dense joy slowly flowed in his heart.

"Even Tuer didn't think of it." Xie Changyun couldn't help laughing, "Tuer is always very happy when he is with her, it is a different joy when he is with Master."

*

The next day, at dusk, Jing Zhao was taken out of the city by Xie Changyun, and went to a place blindfolded.

There was unprecedented joy in the man's voice. When Jing Zhao opened his eyes, he saw a bamboo house. Although it was simple, the outside of the bamboo house was hung with festive red silk.

Xie Changyun's voice sounded behind him, "Although you don't dislike it, if the wedding is held in an inn, it would be too easy."

Jing Zhao turned around and met the man's soft eyes. She immediately smiled and asked, "Can I go in?"

Xie Changyun: "Of course." After speaking, he held her hand and led her in.

There are also wedding silks hanging everywhere in the house, there are wedding quilts on the bed, burning red candles on the table, and prepared wedding clothes.

Seeing Xifu Jing Zhao subconsciously smiled, and then changed clothes with Xie Changyun respectively.

Jing Zhao was born beautiful, even without makeup, she was still bright and charming.

Xie Changyun was dressed in a wedding robe, which made him even more handsome and handsome.

The two were standing outside the bamboo house hand in hand, Xie Changyun lifted the hijab for Jing Zhao, and said softly, "You and I don't have parents, so we just worship heaven and earth."

Jing Zhao nodded, and then the two bowed to the sky and the earth.

Although the marriage ceremony was simple, there were many things that should be there. They even sat in front of the bed and drank a cup of wine.

After drinking a glass of wine, Jing Zhao couldn't help asking Xie Changyun, "Where did you know so many etiquettes?"

Xie Changyun stared at her, and said slowly, "The grandma who sells wedding clothes told me."

Jing Zhao wanted to say something, but the eyes of the person in front of him became more and more intense. He reached out to hold her hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhao Zhao, we are husband and wife."

Hearing this, Jing Zhao felt a little shy, his cheeks were dizzy, and he looked away slightly.

Xie Changyun was much bolder than before, and gently stroked the side of her face with his broad palm, and the two of them were very close to each other, smelling each other's breath.

Xie Changyun's hand gradually slipped down on her shoulder, and slowly and firmly took off her clothes.

When the tent turned red, Jing Zhao only now knew what kind of person he was flirting with. He thought it would be easy to deal with, but he didn't think he would be unable to resist at all.

Her hands were weak and her waist was sore, and she groaned for a long time, but the man still refused to let her go, making her cry a lot.

Xie Changyun didn't know what was wrong with him, he seldom had this kind of impulse, he could restrain himself no matter what kind of premonition he had in the past, but now he didn't want to restrain himself for a moment, he just wanted to look at her, the most authentic reaction by his side.

The big palm clamped the delicate wrist, Xie Changyun kissed his new wife's ear softly, but his fingertips touched something strange, he paused, his eyes became a little clear, and he separated slightly and raised his eyes, A dark red flashed into Xie Changyun's eyes.

His breathing seemed to be frozen in an instant, Xie Changyun's expression froze, and he came back to his senses from the humming of the person below him, his big palm loosened the wrist that restrained her, he lowered his eyes to cover the dark light in his eyes, and leaned over to kiss her. on her lips.

The heavy rain was pattering, and the bamboo house was in a mess. Xie Changyun stood in front of the window with only a single shirt on, staring fixedly in one direction for an unknown how long, as if he was waiting for someone to come back.

From the time when the moon and stars were thin until the dawn was faint, Xie Changyun blinked sourly, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes that had not slept all night, and even his face seemed a little haggard.

After a while, Xie Changyun lowered his head slowly, pulled his lips in a self-deprecating manner, and then coughed violently while leaning on the window rail.

He finally woke up, and it turned out that she was just a demon who came to steal the umbrella.

It's just that she is smarter than other demons, knowing that only by taking his Yuanyang can she get close to the cartilage umbrella.

"Qian Sang..."

Xie Changyun, have you heard of Qian Sang? It is said that when this kind of flower blooms, there are two twins, one is very fragrant, and the other is tasteless.

The moment she took the umbrella and left, Xie Changyun finally knew what Qiansanghua was. There were two flowers blooming, one for a demon body and the other for a human body, which could be described as extraordinary talent.

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