Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 104 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (10)

The hot and humid breath is close at hand, the cold fragrance is faint, and there is a numbness in the ears.

Ruan Ruan couldn't help but dodge, but the cuffs hanging under the table were lightly hooked.

During the movement, the warm fingertips traced her wrist bones, and they were gone at the touch.

Her hands trembled slightly.

"Brother Chao Shi..."

When Ruan Ruan raised his eyes to look at Xie Chao, the emotion in his eyes clearly wanted him to agree.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

"Ah."

A very soft sound, mixed with coldness.

However, Ruan Ruan had long been accustomed to the tone of his voice. She looked at him with a smile, moved her lips slightly, and said a few words silently, 'Thank you, brother Chaoshi.'

The expression between the eyebrows and eyes is lively.

She turned her head slightly to look at Qin Yan and promised him, "We can go with you."

The sleeves under the table were hooked again, and Qin Yan had a serious expression on his face.

"After that, please take care of me!"

Qin Yan grabbed the teapot on the side, poured himself a cup, and held it in his hand.

All the movements under the table fell into Xie Chaoshi's eyes, but there was no reason to stop them.

There was no emotion in her heart, but she had an impulse to pull the man away from her.

He suspected that something was really wrong with him.

They were chatting happily on the other side, while Xie Chaoshi sat silently opposite and let out the cold air.

As a result, no one cared about him.

……

Inn, willow branches above the moon.

Qin Yan booked three upper rooms. After getting the keys, the waiter led them to the front of the room, and the three of them parted in front of the door.

Ruan Ruan entered one of the rooms. The window faced the sun and the neatly folded quilts on the bed/couch looked very neat.The square wooden table was covered with embroidered cloth, and a bouquet of lilies was placed on it, with dewdrops still on the fresh petals.

There is a screen placed outside the bed/couch to isolate some debris.

Opposite is Xie Chaoshi's house.She was tired after a day of hard work. She unfolded the quilt and fell down on the soft quilt, with no intention of looking for them.

She sighed in comfort, touching the bed for the first time after coming to this world, and it was very comfortable to lie on it.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

I forgot to turn off the oil lamp on the table.

A shadow was projected on a snow-white wall, moving slowly with the light and shadow, and then hid in the screen.

Xie Chaoshi came to the bedside. Ruan Ruan was sleeping soundly, his chest rising and falling slightly while breathing.

Not even a quilt.

He leaned over and hugged her into his arms. Xie Xianzun, who had always been able to control his strength accurately, was very careful at this moment, for fear of waking her up.

He bent his knees to support her legs, lifted the quilt with his free left hand, and gently put her into the quilt.

Then he tucked her in again.

Seeing her frowning slightly, as if she was about to wake up, she subconsciously relaxed her breathing.

When she groaned, changed her position, and relaxed her frown, she seemed to suddenly wake up, took a step back and resumed her normal breathing.

It's getting more and more abnormal.

He must return to the sect for retreat as soon as possible.

Xie Chaoshi took out a piece of paper from his arms. The ink-colored handwriting penetrated through the back of the paper, and his character could be seen in each stroke.

He placed the piece of paper next to Ruan Ruan's pillow.

--"I am leaving"

On the lower right is a small word, thank you.

When thanking the emperor, his fingertips faintly traced across her forehead and drew a magic circle on it.

It can protect her if she encounters someone with bad intentions.

The hand he retracted naturally dropped, and he turned around to leave.

The sleeves fell smoothly, and a soft little hand held his big palm and brushed against his thin calloused mouth.

Clothes overlapped.

Just resting on it in vain.

(End of this chapter)