Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

Fan Yunmo saw that she noticed something strange, and her heart was a little panicked.

In fact, the reason why he was lying by the window was because he wanted to go out of the house, but he noticed that Yan Xueli suddenly returned early, and he could only turn the window in a hurry, but he accidentally dropped the jade pei, and just wanted to pick it up Yan Xueli pushed the door and entered....

In desperation, he could only lie by the window and pretend to breathe.

As a result, I didn't expect Yan Xueli to really believe it?!

At this time, Fan Yunmo withdrew the jade pei into his sleeve, lowered his head, and hid the uneasiness in his eyes.

'Mom, have you done a good job covering my breath for me? ''

Mo'er rest assured, my mother has always been helping you cover up. The

last time it rained, there was a reasonable excuse to go out of the house to hold an umbrella to find her and worry for her safety.

Yan Xueli's current spirit is not weak, if she finds that she has not done anything for her, she will leave the house privately, for fear that she will be severely punished by her.

As soon as the little fox entered the courtyard, he suddenly smelled the owner's breath on the ground, moved the tip of his nose, looked all the way to the window, looked up at the owner, and nodded gratifyingly.

It turns out that the owner also has times of resistance, which is very good.

........

night falls.

The cold moon hangs on the branches.

After dinner, Fan Yunmo did not rush back to the house, but sat on the swing and swayed, leisurely, looking up at the clear moonlight in the sky, and fell into deep thought.

After staying here for almost half a year, Fan Yunmo felt that he would go crazy if he continued to stay in the house for most of the year.

Now think about it..... Fan Yunmo wanted to smoke himself who had readily agreed to Yan Xueli's request, and within two years, he was obediently confined by her in the house, in a fantasy world without wearing tools, which can be described as boring to the extreme.

In addition to cultivation or cultivation, or reading books to kill time.

Sleeping, cultivating, reading....... It's boring to the point of being crushing.

If you change to other normal people, you will definitely not want to stay here.

This kind of life is simply worse than killing him!

That's why he decided to sneak out of the house to have some fun, but he was almost caught by Yan Xueli.

"Hey..." Fan Yunmo couldn't help but sigh.

The little fox lying on his lap sensed that his master had something on his mind, and stretched out his short front paw and patted Fan Yunmo's trouser leg to show his concern.

Of course, he knew that the master wanted to sneak out this morning, but unfortunately, the annoying woman would not agree, no matter where Fan Yunmo went, he could not escape Yan Xueli's clutches.

Hearing Fan Yunmo's sigh, Yan Xueli, who had just finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, wiped her fingers and walked towards Fan Yunmo, staring at the little fox on her leg with cold eyes.

"Tweet..." "

It's terrifying, let's slip away."

He craned his neck, jumped down from his master's legs, and made room for Yan Xueli to sit.

Yan Xueli was also unambiguous, sitting directly on Fan Yunmo's lap, stretching out her slender arm around Fan Yunmo's head, and letting it rest on her soft chest.

In a moment, I felt the soft and fragrant body of the girl in my arms.

I couldn't hear her heartbeat, but I could hear her own breathing, shallow and long, and her heart pounding.

Fan Yunmo's heart was in a trance for a moment, and then he returned to his senses.

"Huh?"

In general, shouldn't it be to put your arms around your neck and rest your head in his arms?

Yan Xueli raised her finger and poked Fan Yunmo's face, and said with a smile: "Stupid? "

Well..... Sister Xueli is not an ordinary person.

Fan Yunmo shook his head, his hands also wrapped around her slender waist, moved his head, and rested on Yan Xueli's shoulder, after all, lowering his head to pillow his short chest was a little uncomfortable after all.

The moonlight is hazy and misty, and the breeze blows.

Lonely village, quiet and peaceful.

Qinghui filled the valley, reflecting the silhouettes of Yan Xueli and Fan Yunmo.

Under the night when no one was there, Yan Xueli's clothes were a little loose, the neckline was open, revealing her delicate and beautiful collarbones, and her black hair was scattered behind her back.

Her body is warm, like a ball of warm water, very comfortable to hold in her arms, smelling the unique fragrance of her body, feeling the pores of her body open, as if even the soul is moisturized.

Yan Xueli put her arms around his neck, as if she wanted to embed him in the bone blood, hanging her head slightly, revealing her fair and beautiful neck, and her tone was slightly domineering: "Say it, husband, what are your thoughts?"

She narrowed her phoenix eyes and stared at Fan Yunmo, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, and her bright face seemed to bloom with brilliant stars, beautiful and moving.

Fan Yunmo raised his eyes, stared at Yan Xueli's delicate little face, and coughed lightly: "I just suddenly thought that the temple fair seemed to be quite interesting, and I wanted to go to see it with my wife, after all, staying in the house all the time was so boring."

"Well, what else?"

“........ Without. "

Really?"

Yan Xueli picked up a strand of black hair wrapped around her fingertips and played: "There is nothing to hide from me?"

"Hmm..." Yan

Xueli hooked her lips and smiled, her eyes flashing bloody in the cold night: "The husband is really not well-behaved."

Fan Yunmo felt a cold chill coming from his ears, and suddenly snorted.

I saw Yan Xueli loosen the hand around his neck and caress Fan Yunmo's face, while the other loosened the entangled hair, put it on his chest, and got into his clothes and slowly scraped Fan Yunmo's skin with nails.

At this moment, he felt a yin whizzing cold aura rising from the soles of his feet, instantly spreading throughout his limbs, and he could even feel the rapid drop in temperature around him.

Yan Xueli's eyes became colder, her tone was lazy and charming, and her voice that spoke clearly also carried a chill: "Husband, did you forget to wear your jade pendant?" Without

thinking, Fan Yunmo directly held her two wrists to prevent her fingers from running through his clothes.

He was afraid that it would not be skin but flesh and blood that would be scratched.

It is not the cheek that is touched, but the first level.

He did not dare to joke about his life.

Yan Xueli's eyes became darker and deeper, and there was a shallow arc on the side of her mouth, which made people unable to understand her state of mind at the moment.

The anger of the sick is immeasurable.

"Madam, the husband is wrong."

Yan Xueli withdrew her hand and looked at Fan Yunmo indifferently, her eyes narrowed dangerously: "Say, how does the husband want to die?" I'll help you choose.

This sentence can be described as domineering, but in Fan Yunmo's ears is a declaration of death, the words fall, Fan Yunmo can feel that the limb talisman is activated, and can feel the chill attack the whole body!

"Snap!"

The little fox panicked.

......

The blood was extremely striking under the cold glow and dripped onto the floor.

Fan Yunmo pursed his thin lips, his dark pupils were bottomless, and he knew that Yan Xueli was not joking.

Yan Xueli's ruthlessness was unusual, more aggressive and aggressive than her appearance, even under the influence of the talisman hoop, Fan Yunmo gritted his teeth and did not speak, but he also resisted vigorously.

Fan Yunmo was straddled by Yan Xueli's waist, pinching his neck with one hand as if he didn't want him to make a sound, and the other holding the soul killing gun was already stained with his blood, against Fan Yunmo's heart.

However, at her throat, a sharp sword was also placed on it without hesitation, and it was about to be triggered.

Stalemate.

On the two sharp blades, blood dripped down.

Ticking, ticking -

in the silent courtyard is particularly crisp and harsh, drop by drop, smashed on the floor, splashing a little red splash, like a summer rose, warm and ostentatious.

Fan Yunmo gasped, his throat felt broken, but he still refused to succumb to Yan Xueli's coercion, otherwise it was: death!

Yan Xueli's eyes were bloodthirsty and cruel, and her rosy lips squirmed slowly: "The husband is really powerful, even if he is entangled in talismans, he can still resist, and he is worthy of being the Holy Son of Yunling!"

Her words were full of sarcasm, mockery, contempt and other complex emotions, and she once thought that her cultivation speed was already very fast, but compared with him, it was still almost meaningful.

Only Fan Yunmo smiled bitterly.

He cultivated a few years earlier than her, but he was still caught up........ Fan Yunmo didn't know what to say.

If it weren't for his mother's presence, I'm afraid he would really die here.

Fan Yunmo suppressed his voice: "Madam, it's my fault, I'm just too bored, that's why I thought about leaving the courtyard."

He tried to calm Yan Xueli's anger: "Lady, can you take the soul killing gun away first?" "

Night, quiet and far-reaching.

If it weren't for the isolation of the Dharma Array, the sound in the courtyard would be enough to disturb every household in Qingshan Village.

"One night, I want you to serve me."

Yan Xueli withdrew and played with the tip of the soul killer gun, the cold touch made her heart gradually become cold, and her voice became cold and emotionless.

There was an endless chill under the eyes, like a tyrannical beast.

is staring at his prey, ready to tear it apart.

"Husband, it's time for your bedtime tonight."

After Yan Xueli said this, she stood up covering her bleeding wound, without any emotion on her face, as if she was not injured, and walked to the room.

As for Fan Yunmo, who was also covering his wounds, the erosion of the soul killer gun could be described as unbearably painful, and he slowly followed her, feeling uneasy in his heart.

In the secret thought: If you are all injured like this and want me to sleep, there will be no problem, right? Never mind...... Anyway, it would be nice to calm her anger.

That night, Fan Yunmo said that he had done everything in his power to coax Yan Xueli, and although Yan Xueli still looked like he refused, he obviously softened a lot.

And Fan Yunmo has always complained.

"Shhh! Madam, you irritate my wounds again! Stop licking!

"Whose fault is it, you care about me?"

“........ My fault.

Fan Yunmo gritted his teeth, but still endured it.

The little fox stood outside the door, looking at the situation in the house through the crack in the door, and a complicated look appeared on his face: a lot of blood.