Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 148 Female Cultivator of Hehuan Sect (54)

"Because, I didn't expect to meet you here."

The pads of his fingers slid gently on the back of her neck, like some slimy creature crawling over her little by little.

She shrank her neck in discomfort and pulled down his hand.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time, and you start talking like this again." She pursed her lips, "Don't say anything to me about 'myself' again!"

Ruan Ruan felt that the look in his eyes was indescribably weird. He had never looked at her so...so sticky before.

She thought of an adjective.

And this was the first time she saw him wearing a robe other than white, and it actually looked pretty good.

She raised her eyes to look at him, and did not hesitate to praise her. She came closer and whispered, "You are so handsome today!"

Seeing the obvious admiration in her eyes, he understood what she meant.

The fingertips scraped under her eyes and rested on the ends of her eyes with a little force. Gong Qi couldn't help but smile, and a few muffled laughs escaped from his throat.

He has changed his mind.

Yun Mian and his disciples all lowered their eyelids, not daring to see Xian Zun and Ruan Ruan "flirting" in front of them.

Ruan Ruan wondered if he had been tricked, why he suddenly laughed inexplicably.

"Are you okay? I mean, does anything feel wrong about you?"

He retracted his fingertips and said, "No."

Ruan Ruan wanted to ask something more, but the villager came out of the house and gently closed the door with his back to them.

He looked at Yun Mian, his eyelids drooping to cover most of his eyeballs, "I've tried many times but can't get out of the peach tree border every time. If you want to check, just go there and check."

Yun Mian nodded in agreement.

Ruan Ruan took the opportunity to tug on his sleeve, "You go with me..."

She suddenly remembered something, frowned and asked, "Are you going to be trapped here too?"

"I just don't want to go out just yet."

"Oh, then you accompany me." Without waiting for his response, he turned to Yun Mian and said, "Senior sister, I will take the first step."

After saying that, he pulled him out. The heat in his palms was transmitted to the flesh of his wrists through several thin layers of fabric, and he was easily pulled for a few steps.

There was no resistance at all.

……

I don't know when the wind started.

The peach blossoms hanging heavily on the branches were blown down by the wind, and the pink and white petals fell lightly in the wind, slowly falling on the figure lying under the tree.

They were almost entirely buried in the flower, with layers of petals covering their bodies, and the ones in their mouths and noses moved up and down slightly with their gentle breathing.

A man approached from a distance holding an umbrella. Only a section of his fair chin was exposed under the sky-blue oil-paper umbrella. The hand holding the umbrella was wrapped with veins, and the knuckles at the bend were as protruding as jade, showing that the knuckles were slender.

A strand of black hair hangs down from the side of his head. He walks on the ground among the stacked "flower bags", and the soles of his white boots step over their scattered limbs without any hesitation in his movements.

Wisps of invisible life converged on him from their bodies, and the world in his eyes was black and white.

A strong wind blew, and the petals on the ground were blown up. He closed his eyes.

The tip of the umbrella was lifted up, revealing the face of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. The cheeks were slightly rounded but not childish. The lips were light-colored, and the eyes were moist, as if there was some innocence in his mouth.

His eyes glanced at somewhere, he tilted his head and let out a light sigh.

He took back the umbrella and held it in his arms. The sky-blue umbrella surface was close to the clothes on his body, and the color was very similar.

He took a few steps forward, carefully avoiding the person's spread limbs this time. He squatted down and picked up the peach petals stuck in her hair.

He slowly leaned forward and put his eyebrows against her forehead.

　Before meeting: I must kill her.

　　After meeting: My wife pretended that nothing had happened, she took the initiative to get close to me, and she still loves me (convinced jpg)

　　After learning the truth: My wife loves me again!
　　Then the new slice character is innocent and cruel

　　
　
(End of this chapter)