After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

Jing Seventh Street was adjacent to the City Lord's Mansion. When Zheng Wan came over with a slug, he encountered nearly three times more city guards than in other places.

The more you go in, the heavier the breath of the monks you can meet. Some monks have not converged, and even stabbed people all over when they passed by, and even the slug's centipede seemed to be a little wilted.

After getting off the bug car, I had to walk one mile to reach No.1 Jingqi Street.

When Zheng Wan stood at No.1 Jingqi Street, which almost occupies a small half of the street, he had to once again form a full understanding of Cui Wang's financial resources-she is now living in Aye Aniang, probably it is the face of the door.

On the left is the City Lord’s Mansion.

Regardless of whether it is in the mortal world or the monastic world, there are some truths in common: everything that can be next to the center of power is every inch of money.

However, after just standing for a while, Zheng Yu felt his entire body horrified, as if there were countless pairs of prying eyes hidden in the dark, and whenever she had any changes, he would immediately cut her off.

At this moment, the closed door opened with a creak.

A wooden puppet cautiously poked his head from the inside, his grunting eyes rolled around, and finally fell on Zheng Yu: "But Zheng Zhenren?"

Before the monks arrive at the Yucheng Realm, there is no Taoist name, and they are all given their surnames.

Zheng Yu nodded, and the wooden puppet grinned immediately, but his mouth was big, and he almost grinned to the cheek with his grin, and took a step back flatteringly: "Mr. Zheng, please."

Zheng Wan looked at him curiously, maybe Cui Wang was unwilling to confuse the difference between the puppet and the real person. The wooden puppet was not painted, and it still retained a circle of tree wheels. The eyes did not know what it was made of. It seems that there is a black agate embedded in the Pearl of the South China Sea, but it is a bit permeating to watch it in broad daylight.

"What's your name?"

She remembered that it was written in the Encyclopedia of Terroir that the most advanced wooden puppet was like a eleven or twelve-year-old boy with basic discriminative ability.

"The true monarch calls me Awan."

"Awan?"

Zheng Wan smiled, and walked in with the sound of the wooden puppet's wooden legs knocking on the ground.

Bypassing Zhaoyingbi, crossing the rockery, and walking by the pond, the scenery of the Xuancang world is very different from that of the mortal world, but even if she does not have a good vision, she can see that there are strange flowers and weeds everywhere, and the scenery is everywhere.

Awan didn't say much, but when he passed the threshold, he would stop to remind him.

The two walked for a while, and stopped in front of a pavilion.

"The true monarch is waiting for you inside."

Zheng Wan was already stunned. When he looked from a distance, he felt that the peach, pink and pear white, resembling the begonia flowers of another tree in the mortal world. At this time, he looked closer and realized that they really looked like it, but the trunk was straighter than the begonia. Some, looking, and more elegant.

In a daze, she seemed to be in the mortal national teacher's mansion again, Haitang everywhere, but when she turned around, she remembered the sword blade inserted into the throat again, very cold—

The weak have only the right to receive.

Zheng Wan lowered his eyes.

Awan leaned over to remind:

"Real man, real monarch is waiting for you inside."

She only let out a slow "Oh" and stepped up.

Probably for the sake of enjoying the scenery, the pavilion was erected on a high place, one foot from the ground. When Zheng Yusi walked to the ground, he discovered that when his feet touched the ground, it was actually warm and there was moist water vapor—

This place is probably built on top of warm soup.

She walked slowly to the front of the pavilion and slammed twice.

The door opens automatically without wind.

Awan ran away vigorously. Zheng Wan took a deep breath, raised his foot and stepped into the threshold, bypassing the eight floor-to-ceiling screens, in the antique fragrance of one color, in front of ten thousand meters, a white-robed monk was sitting on the table. Rear. His hair was scattered, his robe was draped on the ground, and when he looked up, there were no waves in his beautiful black eyes.

The deep red sandalwood wooden case made his ten fingers playing with the sapphire jade as clear as jade.

This person is truly beautiful.

"You came."

Cui Wang's tone was ordinary, and he didn't get up, but pointed to the opposite side of the long case: "Sit down."

Zheng Wan sat down with her skirt.

Tianyu's streamer skirt landed, and when it landed, it looked like a snow lotus blooming in the extreme ice. Cui Wang's gaze fell on her specially dressed face, her eyebrows, long eyelashes, and vermilion lips, and finally fell on the pair of eternal waters. s eyes.

He looked away and took a sip.

Zheng Wan smelled the familiar taste of wine at the tip of his nose, and then discovered that there was a plate of red fruit on the long table, a plate of golden naan bread, and even...

She unceremoniously poured herself a glass, and took a sip: pear blossom white.

Mortal wine.

Zheng Wan stayed in an inn during the general election and ate wine from the Xuan Cang world. The taste was more mellow, and there was a vitality in the belly. Compared with this pear white, the taste is not much better.

"Cui Wang, it looks like you love this pear white."

Zheng Wan said.

"I'm used to drinking it, but I think this spicy and harsh taste is very good."

Cui Wang took another sip, and his Adam's apple slipped backwards. After he put down the sapphire cup, he realized that Zheng Wan was resting on the table with his elbows and looking at him unblinking with both eyes.

"What's the matter?"

He was stunned.

"Can I touch this?"

Zheng Wan asked, but the man had already stood up, stepped over half of the long case, touched his Adam's apple with his fingertips, and his face was still innocent and curious.

Cui Wang: "No."

"Hey, you move like just now."

Zheng Wan never knew nothing about rejecting Weiwu, so she didn't care. She walked around to his side, sat beside her, stretched out a finger to caress his throat, and urged him:

"You move, Cui Wang."

When Cui Wang drinks alcohol, this apple will move, like a fruit particle.

Cui Wang's face sank:

"Zheng Wan, you know that this kind of behavior is enough for me to kill you thousands of times in the Profound Cang Realm."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Wan's answer to him was to hold his neck in a shameless manner:

"I don't care, move quickly, or I, I will kiss you—"

"I don't know how to shame."

Cui Wang's apple slipped back.

Then he felt Zheng Wan giggling in front of him. The soft body of a woman was really different from that of a man. When she laughed, it was like a trembling flower branch and rippling water waves. Two handfuls of snow jade hit him, shamelessly. debauchery.

"Your ears are red."

Zheng Yu pinched the ear he hid behind.

She had long assumed that Cui Wang's words were farting, and she leaned close to his ear and said: "Cui Wang, you and I are in the mortal world, and you have done more intimate things than this. What are you afraid of."

"What's more, you and I are here for this reason."

The delicate and tender voice, like a magic sound, penetrated into his ears.

Who knew that Cui Wang was annoyed. He pulled her away and threw her on the futon opposite the long case: "So, for a mere decoration on that day, you can be with that little boy—"

He seemed to be so dirty with the word, he picked up the sapphire cup on the shore and took a sip of wine.

"No," Zheng Wan propped his chin and smiled as if a hibiscus was in full bloom, the pair of lush autumn waters were full of affection, "I know, you will come."

Cui Wang tightened his lips, whether it was the tight chin line or the arrogant lip peak, showing his unbelief.

Zheng Yu didn’t care. She came here today for the purpose of practicing qigong. As for... this "dharma tool" that assists in qigong practice, if it can make him happy, it is naturally good. If you are not happy, you still have to do things. .

Cui Wang's hand holding the green jade lamp was too hard, and the faint blue veins, the shallow one, looked shocking on the back of the jade-like hand.

Zheng Wan stretched out his hand, slowly covering the back of his hand—

In order to make things happen today, she secretly bought some books to study. The Profound Cang Realm is really different from mortals. There are so many tricks to do that. There are people, and people...beasts.

Of course, the beast still looks like a human, but some have a pair of rabbit ears and a cat tail—

Zheng Wan saw it at the time and it was an eye-opener.

Cui Wang tried to withdraw her hand, but was quickly clasped by Zheng Wan's eyes and hands. She inserted her fingers into his phalanx, clasped her palms, and grasped firmly.

The two looked at each other, light passed through the window screens, and gently leaked in, one ruthless and indifferent, cold as frost; one autumn full of water, warm as the sun; one as ruthless, the other as sentimental.

Zheng Wan took off his robe.

Tianyu's flowing light robe was like water leaking to the ground, peeling off like a bird. Unlike the appearance of holiness, she wore a light red gauze, very thin, very transparent, so that the color of the pocket could be seen, and it was also red. , Her skin was as white as snow, and her legs were straight and slender.

She bypassed the long case and walked slowly.

Cui Wang looked away, Crow Crow's long eyelashes drooped slightly, restraining all his exposed thoughts.

Zheng Wan sat beside him with his clasped left hand:

"Cui Wang, you are actually thinking of me, just like I was thinking of you, right?"

Cui Wang seemed to be taken aback. She tried to stand up, but she grabbed him. She threw herself into his arms and kissed his thin cold lips. There was still pear white wine remaining between his lips. Liquid, spicy and rough, Zheng Wan licked it with the tip of his tongue.

Cui Wang turned to the beginning and avoided.

"What I said at that time was angry."

She said, since you want to use him to practice, naturally follow him, "Wake up overnight, you take Liu Yi Shangjie, leaving me alone, I am like a bolt from the blue, the people of Shanghai ridiculed me, the Prince surrounded the house. , My Zheng Mansion was in crisis. At that time, I hated you and blamed you, but sometimes, I think of you again."

"I, Zheng Wan, have grown up, have I ever been intimate with the man next to me?"

She kissed his thin lips again. This time Cui Wang didn't move. He just looked at her. The eyes filled with stars are now barren, but in the barrenness, there are no ripples.

"Later I wanted to understand that it is better to rely on others than on yourself. Right now we are cooperating, right?"

Zheng Wan's fingertips slowly moved down, slid over his jaw, Adam's apple, and collarbone. His placket was buttoned to the top. She untied one by one, Cui Wang was motionless like a cold wood.

She slid her fingertips into his chest.

Cui Wang stretched out his hand and held Zheng Wan's hand. The two of them struggled with their eyes. Gradually, they were glued together. In the mortal world, the two are indeed very close.

Zheng Wan recalled that in many scenes, she was lying in his arms and he pressed her neck tightly and kissed her.

She pulled his neck down and really kissed him. Cui Wang's lips were always cold, and it took a long time to rub each time to get hot, but at this time, it was like a hot zeolite that burned her.

She could feel the heat under her body, but his response was still cold and indifferent. Zheng Wan moved boringly, not knowing what he had encountered, and said:

"Remove your dagger, it hit me."