Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 136 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (42)

Ruan Ruan was twirling her hair with a cloth when several dull knocks came from outside the door, knocking once every once in a while, it sounded unhurried.

"Enter."

Xie Chaoshi opened the door. When he went out, he hid his hair color. His black hair was tied into a high ponytail. He did not wear any accessories around his waist. His white robe hung down, and even the hem of the clothes was neat and free of dust.

Ruan Ruan was sitting at the foot of the bed, wearing only a thin undershirt. Her hair hung down in front of her left shoulder and was wrung dry with a towel. It still looked very moist.

Her body seemed to be covered with a layer of moisture, damp, and her wet hair stuck to her underwear, soaking the fabric.

Xie Chaoshi averted his eyes coldly.

Ruan Ruan looked up at him and said, "My hair is wet and I feel uncomfortable. Come here and help me."

It came out very naturally, as if it was the way it should be.

Xie Chaoshi approached slowly, his footsteps gentle, his eyes fell on the top of her wet hair, his eyes moved slightly.

The white and slender fingers touched her soft hair, and a small piece of white steam instantly evaporated in the air. The moisture disappeared, and the dark hair was dry and scattered.

He took back his hand and said, "Go to rest early and don't think about anything."

Han Liang's voice became softer.

"I'll keep an eye on you outside, nothing will happen to you."

Ruan Ruan grasped his hand that was about to be withdrawn. It was as cold as jade, and the raised finger bones and meridians could be clearly felt.

"do not go."

Ruan Ruan tilted her head to look at him, and in the next second she suddenly stood up and pulled him down, turned over and pressed him down, resting her palms on him, and her hair fell down and swept across his neck and chin.

Xie Chaoshi let her move, but his face was as cold as ever.

She could faintly feel a bit of his connivance, but at this moment, his voice was like broken ice and jade, "Get up."

"I don't want it!" Ruan Ruan held him with her hands and feet, pressed the side of her face against the skin of his neck, and leaned against him.

There was a layer of mist in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help but choke a little. Her eyelashes were stained with water, and the crystal tears that couldn't be hung fell into his neck, hot.The veins on the back of the hand that was pressed on one side suddenly bulged, and the finger bones moved.

Ruan Ruan's eyelashes were lowered, and the eyes covered by them were a little dark, but his voice was trembling and crying, "I want to cultivate with you! I don't want you to avenge me, I want to torture him with my own hands!"

"Brother Chaoki, I feel so uncomfortable...can you help me?"

I seemed to hear a gentle sigh.

……

"woke up?"

When Ruan Ruan woke up, she felt no discomfort, and her lower abdomen felt warm. She opened her eyes, and then she felt a large hand with distinct joints covering her lower abdomen.

She could feel something transforming into spiritual power with his movements.

Last night, he acted as if he had completed his mission. His expression was cold at all times. Only his slightly red neck revealed a bit of passion and his Adam's apple rolled.

Covered with a thin layer of sweat.

The original marks on Ruan Ruan's neck were covered, her face was rosy, and she looked like she had been reborn.

She responded with a slight murmur.

Putting his hand on her belly, "Are you okay yet? I'm so tired and want to rest alone."

Xie Chaoshi paused for a moment, then sped up the movements in her hands, and strands of spiritual power were transmitted along her limbs and bones.

After it was over, Ruan Ruan rolled on the bed.

He took out a new set of robes and put them on. When he looked over, Ruan Ruan was already sleeping soundly holding the pillow, the baby fat on her cheeks was pushed up, her lips were slightly pouted, and her white calves were exposed.

He leaned over and covered her with the quilt up to her chin, without exposing any skin.

(End of this chapter)