King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 91 Feelings That Shouldn't Have Happened
Shen Xiao moved the basket little by little until it was next to Han Yujue.

He opened a hole in the bamboo strip, stretched out his finger and poked Han Yujue's waist.

"what……"

Han Yujue let out a soft breath, grabbed the restless finger with a little annoyance and folded it forcefully.

"..."

Shen Xiao, who almost broke his finger this time, looked sad.No one told him to tease Han Yujue whenever he had nothing to do. Ever since he found out that Han Yujue's small waist was ticklish, he couldn't help but want to attack this "weakness".

If you like someone, you will bully her. This strange attribute is fully displayed in Shen Xiao.

The monk on the ferry seemed to have noticed the change here, put down his oars and walked towards the center of the boat.

Han Yujue gave Shen Xiao a hard look, and decided to strike first!

There was a flash of sword light, and a splash of blood spurted out from the monk's neck. The bright blood red and the quiet fluorescent light interweaved into strange colors in the air. Before he could even say a word, he fell straight into the underground river and sank into the river bottom.

"Phew—I'm suffocating inside." Shen Xiao finally lifted out his long legs that had been pressed so hard, and stretched on the boat. "I said, why did you kill him?"

"Would you like to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together if you don't kill me?" Han Yujue just wanted to step out of the basket, but unexpectedly, his skirt was caught by a bamboo branch on the basket, and his foot became unsteady and he almost fell into the river.

"If you fall, I won't be able to pick you up in the dark water. Then the little zombie will become a little water ghost."

Shen Xiao smiled and hugged Han Yujue, helping her to stand still.

Now, the boat stopped quietly on the river, Han Yujue finally understood why Shen Xiao asked why he killed the monk.

This natural karst cave is neither wide nor narrow, but inside it is full of twists and turns. The uncanny workmanship of nature has chiseled out a fork road that leads to nowhere.

Without ferry monks who are familiar with waterways, they couldn't even find the exit.

Han Yujue knew that he had caused a disaster, so he could only ask with his mouth flattened, "Then what should we do now?"

Shen Xiao walked to the stern and picked up the wooden oar: "Now, just sit and admire these little bugs and rocks obediently. I will count where I go."

Han Yujue really sat down obediently: "Is it too casual? At least leave a mark along the road or something."

"Don't worry, you can still recognize the road that brother walked, even if you set up an enchantment."

"Old people, their memory is quite good."

"Who are you talking about old people?"

"Speaking of you, are you sure you can call yourself brother instead of uncle?"

The question about Shen Xiao's real age still lingers in Han Yu's mind.

However, Shen Xiao just paddled the wooden oar, making the sound of rushing water, and didn't answer any more.

Han Yujue knew that there would be no results if he continued to ask, so he simply put aside his curiosity and lay down on the board in a large font.

From this angle, one can just look up at Shen Xiao's hateful but charming silhouette.

The edges and corners are sharp, as if carved by heaven, and there is always a kind of cynical banter between the sword eyebrows and star pupils.In the dots of blue light, the tall figure is filled with a sense of mystery that cannot be seen clearly.

As handsome and handsome as he is, I'm afraid it would be difficult to find another man with such an aura even if he searched the world.Coupled with his good-natured temperament, people who are not familiar with him will definitely think how chivalrous he is. No wonder the heroines in the drama scripts are so obsessed with the Cold Wind Sword Master.

Thinking of this, Han Yujue couldn't help asking: "Hey, are the stories about you in the book true?"

"Huh? Which one do you mean?"

"The Sword Master of Cold Wind rescued a woman from a brothel from the bullies of the rivers and lakes. The woman from the brothel secretly promised him, but it was a pity that the world would not tolerate it. The two broke through many obstacles and finally became married couples. In the end, the Sword Master lost 1 taels of gold in the casino In desperation, he had no choice but to sell the girl from the brothel with her own hands, and the girl committed suicide in grief..."

"No way, who wrote the story that smeared me so much?"

"I wrote it. It has already been printed and sold [-] copies. I plan to adapt it into an opera in the future and invite opera troupes to tour the country."

Shen Xiao looked down at Han Yujue, who was smiling into a peach blossom, and narrowed his eyes: "Then I will draw a picture of the erotic palace with you as the main character, 180 poses, and print [-] copies, which will surely be sold all over the country." .”

Han Yujue stopped laughing immediately: "Cut, stingy~ I'm not the only one who has slandered you."

"I don't mind how others discredit me, but you can't."

"Okay, then I'll let them print a lot of books, which are full of your heroic deeds, and make you the best young man in the Illusory Sea Continent, okay?"

Shen Xiao thought for a while: "You don't need to write so much, just write a story. I rescued a little zombie who was about to be burned at the stake. The two fell in love at first sight. After overcoming countless difficulties, they finally wandered the world hand in hand. How about it?"

Han Yujue made a nauseous expression: "What a vulgar plot, and it doesn't fit the facts. I didn't fall in love with you at first sight, and I didn't travel the world with you hand in hand."

Shen Xiao smiled and said, "Don't girls like to read this kind of stuff? If you write it well, maybe it can be passed down to future generations."

"Hmm... that's right, ancient legendary novels seem to be written like this, maybe they will become famous by accident, hee hee~"

Han Yujue raised his legs, and began to seriously think about how to restore this cold wind sword master who has been overly beautified by the world back to his real appearance in the novel.

Shen Xiao looked at Han Yujue tenderly, but the wooden oar in his hand burst open with a crack, and his fingers were deeply embedded in the wooden oar because of too much force.

When he thought that his love for Han Yujue could only have such a happy ending in the story, he couldn't control the destructive desire deep in his heart.

At first, he really didn't take Han Yujue too seriously.The flirting at the beginning was just a random act, and I never thought of taking any responsibility.

However, she became more and more important to him.When he finally realized his true intentions, her frowns and smiles had long been etched in his mind, and it was too late to cut off the feelings that shouldn't have arisen.

All the predestined relationships are nothing more than the rain of flowers under the moon that night, and they wither in a blink of an eye.

The water droplets from the stalactite tip dripped and landed on Shen Xiao's face, then slid down that handsome face, and landed on the corner of Han Yujue's eyes with a ticking sound.

She reached out to wipe away the cold drop of water: "I thought you were drooling."

Shen Xiao looked up: "This cave seems to be getting wetter the further you go in."

Suddenly, he put down the wooden oar and jumped to the bow. The whole boat lost its balance and swayed violently.

Han Yujue, who was lying on the boat, was startled, and kicked Shen Xiao standing in front of him: "What are you doing?"

No one was paddling, and the boat slowly moved forward by itself.

Shen Xiao didn't look back: "There is something in front."

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