Hearing such seductive words again, a beauty begging for pleasure, even with Ji Shaoyu's state of mind, she couldn't help but feel her heart beat faster and her heart sway. To be honest, Ji Shaoyu's heart was moved for a moment, just like Mo Lanlin was in the creek that day. Ji Shaoyu almost couldn't bear it and took possession of her body. Perhaps, if she hadn't endured Mo Lanlin's temptation that day, the outcome would have been different, and she wouldn't have to lie in a jade coffin, isolated from the world, like she is now.
Sometimes Ji Shaoyu didn't know what he was insisting on and why, but there seemed to be a voice in the dark, telling Ji Shaoyu not to do that. Unlike Mo Lanlin, Ji Shaoyu really fell in love with her, but he just didn't believe her and didn't want to believe himself. After spending day and night together in the wilderness, in the end, that liking turned into love, but she could only lie in the jade coffin, not knowing how long she would sleep. Ji Shaoyu only liked Nie Xiaoqian in the past life. In this life, they met by chance. There was no affection between the two. At most, they were only acquaintances and half acquaintances. Ji Shaoyu did not want to possess her just because of his own desires.
"I didn't save you to get you. Otherwise, what's the difference between me and those men? You don't need to belittle yourself. You are different from those female ghosts. I know that it is not your original intention to harm people's lives. It's just fate. , I can't help myself." Ji Shaoyu shook his head, smiled at her and said.
"Thank you, Master. It was Xiaoqian who underestimated the Master. The Master is a gentleman, so he is naturally different from those men. It's just that the Master saved Xiaoqian, but Xiaoqian really had nothing to repay..." Nie Xiaoqian knelt down to Ji Shaoyu again, but Ji Shaoyu said to her Such a great kindness, but she couldn't repay it, which made her feel uneasy.
"You are very much like a person. You can't help yourself like her, and you also said the same thing..." Ji Shaoyu said, "If you believe me, don't say anything about repaying kindness."
Nie Xiaoqian stood up and said to Ji Shaoyu, "Xiaoqian just listens to the young master. Xiaoqian can only repay the young master's kindness in the next life."
Ji Shaoyu knew that this was also a valuable part of her character, and she would repay any kindness she received, so she said nothing more.
"The person you are talking about must be the person you love, right?" Thinking of the person in Ji Shaoyu's words, Nie Xiaoqian looked at Ji Shaoyu with a bit of envy in her clear and bright eyes, and asked.
Ji Shaoyu smiled faintly and did not deny it. Nie Xiaoqian said again, "Why don't I play the piano for the young master to listen to."
Ji Shaoyu nodded and did not reject her again. That night, Ji Shaoyu practiced all night in Nie Xiaoqian's pavilion, while Nie Xiaoqian played the piano and sang softly for Ji Shaoyu on the side. It was quite like "Ten miles of flat lake, the sky is covered with frost, and every inch of blue hair is worried about the old age." To the moon shape We only look forward to protecting each other, but we only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals."
Ji Shaoyu knew that everything in this pavilion was just an illusion, but Ji Shaoyu did not use Sharingan to break the illusion. That would be too confusing.
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Ning Caichen went to Guobei County during the day. Although he was a little scared by the people in the city and Ji Shaoyu and Yan Chixia, Ning Caichen, who couldn't shed tears without seeing the coffin, still braved the bullet and returned to the woods. . Only this time, Ning Caichen was carrying three lanterns and holding a long stick. Apparently, Ning Caichen learned a lesson from what happened last night when the lanterns were put out and were besieged by wolves.
"The three lanterns will probably not be extinguished this time!" He looked at the long stick in his hand and said as if to comfort himself, "If wolves come, let's see how I deal with them."
"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return..." In order to embolden himself, Ning Caichen loudly recited the poem "About to Enter the Wine" by the poet Li Bai. However, after hearing the howling of the wolf, he was frightened. He jumped, and while running with his head buried in his head, he read faster and faster. In the end, he didn't even know what he was reciting.
In the end, Ning Caichen leaned against a tree, breathing heavily, "I'm so exhausted."
"Help! Help, is there anyone?" Suddenly, Ning Caichen's ears moved, and he seemed to hear a woman's voice, calling for help.
"Why is there a woman in the woods at this time?" It was not Ji Yuxuan's voice, and in Ning Caichen's opinion, it was unlikely that Ji Yuxuan would call for help with such powerful martial arts. He thought of the people in the city and Ji Shaoyu. As I told Yan Chixia, there is a ghost in Lanruo Temple. Is it possible that you will encounter a ghost
For no apparent reason, a biting chill filled the air behind his back. Ning Caichen was about to run away, but before he could take two steps, he then thought that if someone really encountered difficulties and danger, wouldn't it mean that he would die if he left like this? Save, a life was lost.
Finally, Ning Caichen carried a lantern and walked towards the place where the sound came from. He saw a young woman sitting on the ground with a painful look on her face. When she saw Ning Caichen, her face lit up and she quickly shouted, "Sir, save me." "I, a ghost was chasing me just now, my foot was sprained and I can't walk."
"Being chased by a ghost? That means she is not a ghost anymore..." Ning Caichen thought about this and breathed a sigh of relief. He walked over quickly, helped the woman up, and asked, "Girl, are you okay? Do you live in the house?" Where, how about I take you back..."
"Thank you, sir. I will live in a hut in the woods in front of you. Please help me go back, sir." The woman was dressed in a lavender dress. She had a beautiful appearance and fair skin. Her hair was messy and her breasts were half hidden. , Ning Caichen quickly turned his head away.
"Girl, your clothes are in a mess." Ning Caichen reminded vaguely.
"Ouch!" The woman seemed to have sprained her ankle and leaned against Ning Caichen. The pair of soft breasts pressed tightly against Ning Caichen's arms.
Ning Caichen suddenly started sweating on his head and was at a loss. He wanted to push her away, but he didn't dare to touch her. He had to hang his hands in the air for a long time before he said, "Girl, why are you so cold? Are you sick?" Already?"
"Yes, young master, please hold me tight so that I won't be cold anymore." The woman immediately put her arms around Ning Caichen's neck and leaned her face against her, saying seductively.
"Girl, are you people here used to talking so close to each other?" Ning Caichen said at a loss. Suddenly, he remembered where he was, and he quickly pushed the woman away and said, "Girl, I'd better take you home quickly. It's too dangerous here."
"Call me Xiaoqing, what's your name?" After staying in Lanruo Temple for so long, it's rare to see a scholar who is not close to women. Xiaoqing is reluctant to kill him so quickly, and also wants to see what Ning Caichen is like. How long can it last
"My name is Ning Caichen."
Ning Caichen supported Xiao Qing and walked step by step in the direction Xiao Qing pointed with great difficulty. Along the way, Xiaoqing flirted with Ning Caichen intentionally or unintentionally, as if to arouse Ning Caichen's desire, but Ning Caichen seemed like a monk who was not close to women. Although his whole body was hot, his heartbeat was racing, and his face was red, he still insisted on trying his best. Keep a distance from Xiaoqing.
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