Kuai Chuan's paranoid villain pinches her peach blossom again

Chapter 151 Cold Immortal Venerable VS Great Devil (34)

Wei Qingyin pursed her lips and stepped back, "No."

"If you are injured, you should heal well. There is a pill here in this deity. It should be useful for your injury. You can make do with it first."

As he spoke, Jun Luo took out a pitch-black pill from the space and handed it to Wei Qingyin, with a slightly ugly expression on his face.

Wei Qingyin took it with downcast eyes, her wide sleeves covered her blood-stained fingers, and the round pill was tightly squeezed in her hand.

For a long while he did not speak.

Jun Luo sighed lightly, and patted his shoulder. Although she knew that this injury might not be important to him, she still couldn't help but say: "Take good care of your body, and the word empathy has never been used. does not exist."

After the words fell, she disappeared in front of him.

He lowered his eyes and opened his hands, the flattened pill lay quietly on the palm of his hand.

.........

Lying on the bed and teasing the little green snake in his hand, Jun Luo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Why does this little snake have horns on its head?

And a beard?

The more she looked at it, the more strange it became. She sat up and pinched its cheeks, revealing a few sharp teeth.

There was a trace of coldness in her light brown eyes, "Say, what the hell are you?"

The little snake twisted its body, unable to make a sound.

"Lolo, you hold it like this, how can it answer your question?"

There was a laughing voice in the room, and a snow-white figure gradually appeared in front of Jun Luo's bed.

Mo Han lowered his eyes slightly to look at her, holding the snow-white sleeves with his slender white fingers, his long eyelashes were slender and beautiful, and his lips were slightly hooked.

Her face is as beautiful as snow.

Jun Luo was stunned for a moment, then his eyes sank completely, he threw the little snake into Mo Han's arms, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Mo Han casually threw the little snake in his hand aside, slowly sat beside Jun Luo, and tugged at her sleeve a little aggrieved.

"Lolo, I have nowhere to sleep."

Pulling the sleeve from his snow-white fingertips, she still had a bad complexion, "What's the matter with this deity!"

Mo Han withdrew his fingers pitifully, his slightly drooping eyes shone brightly, and a stray strand of hair scattered around his ear, slightly covering his beautiful earlobe that was blushing slightly, and Jun Luo heard his soft voice.

"Lolo, I want to sleep with you..."

"........."

Jun Luo was speechless, lying directly on the bed with his back to him.

"Go back wherever you came from, I don't want to see you!"

Unexpectedly, not only did the person behind him not leave, but he also lay down on the bed and hugged her slender waist, and whispered in her ear, "But I want to see you."

"Lolo, I miss you so much..."

His delicate and jade-like face was slightly pressed against her back, and his light breath passed through the clothes and spread into her skin, causing a burst of warmth.

Her body froze slightly, and then she snorted heavily, "I see that your complexion is rosy, but it doesn't look like you have missed it."

Realizing that Jun Luo did not reject his intimacy with him, a little bit of joy gradually burst into the tip of his heart, Mo Han moved his body up, and gently kissed her slightly exposed snow-white skin with his thin lips.

"Lolo, fortunately, I miss you silently."

"I'm afraid you'll be deafening."

The skin on the back of the neck turned red quickly, and Jun Luo buried her face on the soft pillow, her fair earlobes were stained with a slight blush, and her voice was muffled, "The Immortal is really good at talking, I think he has teased many women."

Mo Han couldn't help but smile, his slender lips curved beautifully, his silver eyes were slightly rippling, and he said cheerfully, "Is Luo Luo jealous?"

"I am not jealous!"

As if she had been poked at some point, she turned her body around fiercely, and looked at him fiercely.

But when he met those eyes, he was slightly startled.

　The word empathy will never exist, just like you will never know how much pressure I am under in the novel.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)