In the warm room, the two teenagers hugged and talked in a low voice.
Jiang Qingyue shed tears for a while, rubbed against him, calmed down after a while, and blamed him like a spoiled child: "Don't talk nonsense."
"Why am I talking nonsense?" Ren Shuhan's eyes were also a little red, "Do you have to take my heart out and show it to you to believe it?"
He felt nauseous when he said this, but it was what he said in his heart.
Jiang Qingyue shook her head quickly and looked at him pitifully.
It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I like you too much, and I don't dare to face separation... Ren Shuhan could see what he meant, pinched his face, and said softly: "It's not an example, little crybaby."
Jiang Qingyue pursed her lips tightly and shed tears again.
"Okay, don't cry," Ren Shuhan had to stroke his back with force, "Your heart is broken by your crying."
Jiang Qingyue's ears were red, and she whispered to him about the shortness of her parents these days.
Ren Shuhan responded with an "um, um", feeling like he was holding a clingy kitten, soft, warm and fragrant.
"Wait a minute and tell Wen Wen, if you want to sleep in for a while, lock the door, and don't let others know that we have the magic weapon to travel through space," Ren Shuhan thought of the extravagant treatment of the Hehuan Sect, and planned to take him to play. He stroked his smooth long hair and said, "I'll take you to the hot spring."
Jiang Qingyue nodded, rubbed against him in his arms, reluctant to part.
When the sky was bright, Wenxin finished practicing a set of knife skills in the yard and came to knock on the door.
"I'm resting today. I won't eat breakfast. Call me at noon." After Jiang Qingyue said embarrassedly, she turned around and put on her coat, ignoring Ren Shuhan.
"Got it." Wenxin went to the kitchen alone.
Although it was Jiang Qingyue's first lazy bed, she didn't take it seriously.
She was entrusted to take care of Jiang Qingyue, just like taking care of the proprietress. Everything is based on the interests of the proprietress. Even if the boss's master comes, she has to stand aside. No, otherwise, what should I do when Ren Shuhan comes back and finds that the person is hungry and thin
Wen Wen brought some pastries and hot soup from the kitchen, put them in the food box, gently pushed the door, and put them on the bedside for him.
Ren Shuhan heard the footsteps in advance, hid in the closet, and waited for Wenxin to leave before coming out.
Jiang Qingyue pretended to sleep facing the wall, buried her flushed cheeks in the quilt, and couldn't help snickering.
"You're so serious." After the door closed, he put his hands to his mouth and teased Ren Shuhan with an angry voice.
Ren Shuhan rubbed him vigorously: "What are you thinking about?"
It looks pure, but in fact he always does unexpected things. Ren Shuhan feels more and more that he is suitable for cultivating demons. After all, he is a little devil.
However, Jiang Qingyue sat on the bed with her knees tucked and waited for him, her black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, and she looked obedient.
Ren Shuhan endured and endured, and finally took a bite on his side face, pushed open any door, put away the door in the Hehuan Sect's room, and went to a separate hot spring pool to screen everyone away, only to take out the door again and let Jiang Qing month out.
"!"
As soon as Jiang Qingyue saw the hot spring, she was stunned, she covered her mouth with her hands, a little timid and did not dare to come over.
"Don't stand stupidly," Ren Shuhan picked him up by the waist, put him on the edge of the bathtub, handed him a towel, and brought him a food box, "Eat something while soaking, it's not as cold as Qiongzhou here, you can put your clothes on. off."
Ren Shuhan opened the food box by the pool, put the food for him, and took the food from the Hehuan Sect as a treat for himself. When he turned around, he saw that he didn't move. He was still sitting like when he was put down, blinking with a pair of big Eyes, look at yourself embarrassedly.
"Cough," Ren Shuhan also blushed, turned his head and said, "I'm going to read behind the screen."
In fact, there is no book to read in the Acacia sect...
Jiang Qingyue grabbed his sleeve, bowed her head and said, "If you don't mind, let's go together."
Of course you mind!
Ren Shuhan politely declined, fearing that he would not be able to control himself, so he had to practice xinxing aside.
However, it didn't take a while, because Jiang Qingyue was hot all over, but she was so boring. She always wanted to be with him, but she didn't dare to tease him with the screen, so she only soaked for a while, and packed the food box after breakfast. He got up and wiped himself clean, and found that there was a pile of brightly colored clothes by the pool, as well as fans, jade pendants, etc., all food and necessities were readily available, and there was a note next to it stating that it was for Mr. Ren.
"Are these all for you?"
Jiang Qingyue picked it up and looked at it. There were two pieces that were not suitable for Ren Shuhan, but she wore them just right.
"Oh," Ren Shuhan turned his head, not to look at the graceful figure on the screen, "take it all, I don't wear those colors."
"It's pretty..." Jiang Qingyue liked it very much, but the fabric seemed to be a little thin, "Huh? Isn't it ready yet?"
"Um?"
Ren Shuhan looked up, his face instantly flushed red.
Jiang Qingyue wore the style that most men in the Hehuan Sect liked to wear. The water-red tulle barely covered her body, but her skin color was a little bit. The belt with gold pendants pinched her slender waist and her thighs were on both sides. Open the high fork, there is no half coat inside, barefoot bathing, long black hair and white tender skin are still a little damp, it is simply a fairy in a human fairy tale...
"you you… "
For the first time, Ren Shuhan was too embarrassed to speak.
criticize him? But it’s not right, the southern sects and Western aliens in the human world are all frank | boobs | exposed | breasts, it is more common to dress like this in the immortal world. What do you think, why can't you get to him
Also, he wears it like this...and looks good.
"You're blushing," Jiang Qingyue blushed when she spoke, but not as exaggerated as he did. She lowered her head and tugged at the skirt that exposed her legs, "Is it beautiful?"
Ren Shuhan was speechless, grabbed his wrist, dragged him into his arms, and held him for a while.
Jiang Qingyue was obviously frightened, and pushed her slightly.
"Do you know?" Ren Shuhan made a strange request, "So don't wear it in front of me in the future."
Jiang Qingyue: "..."
I have only heard of husbands who do not let their wives wear good-looking clothes outside, for fear of being seen by others.
"Can't you do it in the future?" Jiang Qingyue was a little frustrated.
Of course Ren Shuhan couldn't see that he was uncomfortable, so he could only say: "After two years, when we become husband and wife, you will..."
Seduce me again, take responsibility for me, little devil = =.
Jiang Qingyue actively hooked up with him: "Then it's two years!"
"Well." Ren Shuhan looked into his eyes, "Just two years, you're ready."
This time, Jiang Qingyue blushed.
After tossing around this morning, Ren Shuhan sent him back to the hut in the Jiang Mansion. Before leaving, he was held back again, and said a few words in a greasy manner.
"That..." Jiang Qingyue hesitated, playing with his fingers with both hands, "I don't actually need to form pills, and it doesn't matter, you don't force yourself, go out, don't be in danger."
Ren Shuhan kissed his ear.
"Do not worry."
In the past, he was ready to run away at any time if there was a problem. After all, there was still a little person at home waiting for him to take care of. Now that there is a system, it is difficult to be in danger. He only has the person who will help Jiang Qingyue build the foundation in the future. thing…
"If I'm not busy in the future, I'll try to come back every night."
Jiang Qingyue nodded, and reluctantly let him go.
Ren Shuhan decided to form an elixir as soon as possible, bid farewell to the Hehuan Sect, and went to the mansion, the site of Faxiu, to ask the legendary Duan San Gongzi to borrow an artifact to test his spiritual roots.
Yun Xiangrong was very reluctant to bear him, and teased: "If you wear our clothes, you are our people, so what are you going to do? There are so many talents in Guangsha, all eyes are on the top of your head, you will not be here with me by then. I've been treated, I may be bullied, but I regret it in vain."
Ren Shuhan wiped his sweat: "...My wife likes the clothes you have here, and I want to use them for him. Although I left the Hehuan Sect today, I will never forget Yunniang's hospitality in the future."
"Just kidding," Yun Xiangrong sighed, "Wuxiang Lanzhou only accepts people who are destined, and they will never be seen again when they leave. If you want to find us, we will never be able to find it again. How can I, Yun Xiangrong, covet your reward? But it depends on your love and affection, and you want to save the young master."
This surprised Ren Shuhan.
"The immortals outside will eat people," Yun Xiangrong gave him a meaningful look, "Otherwise do you think, why do mortals come to the Immortal Realm and have no return?"
Ren Shuhan asked the system to confirm the danger in other places, and the answer was none.
But what Yun Xiangrong said was not without reason.
"But I know people like you so well that I can't persuade them." Yun Xiangrong pointed to a building that looked like a mirage in the distance, "I can only send you one ride, that is Guangsha, If you can come back to your hometown alive and see that little beauty in your family again, remember to…”
Ren Shu couldn't help being serious, and listened attentively.
"Remember the secrets Yunniang taught you."
Ren Shuhan: "..."
Hard to forget.
Yun Xiangrong laughed loudly: "If you cultivate the devil, the immortal will not allow you, if you cultivate the immortal, the devil will not allow you, listen to Yunniang's words, don't obediently tell others that your stupid daughter-in-law wants to cultivate the devil, or you will be punished. The third son eats so much that there are no bones left."
Ren Shuhan disagreed: "What's the matter? What kind of Dao do I cultivate, and what does it have to do with them?"
"Yes," Yun Xiangrong said helplessly, "If you all think this way, how could the demon cultivator be reduced to this dying point, and who can he reason with?"
Ren Shuhan suddenly thought of the connotation of her words: if you cultivate a demon, the immortals will not tolerate it.