How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 516 The most unstoppable in the world, Zhu Yan Cijingjingjinghua Cishu (81)

   "You eat too little on weekdays, eat more."

   Wen Xien lowered his head and touched the hem of the light blue clothes.

   Ke Changqing pondered for a moment, and felt that what he said just now was not enough. I am afraid that Wen Xien would not take his words to heart, so he continued: "Are these meals unpalatable? Is it because you are not feeling well, or what?"

   Wen Xien raised his head and glanced at him, his voice was calm and cold: "I have no appetite, I don't want to eat."

  Ke Changqing went to shake her hand and smiled: "That's not good, it seems that I have to supervise your meals in the future."

  Wen Xien only let him hold it for a moment, then pulled out his hand to go back to the house, Ke Changqing didn't let go and fixed the person in front of him.

It snowed last night, this morning the light is clear, everything is new, and there are not many servants left in the temple, so every winter snow is rarely swept, Ke Changqing tightened Wen Xien's new cloak, and said: " Jingchen, let's go play in the snow."

  This year's winter seems to be extraordinarily long and bitter. After the first snow, all the trees seemed to wither in just an instant. The trees in the yard were left with dry branches. Only a few ornamental pines were still straight and green, but after all, they were a bit desolate.

  Wen Xien walked on the snow step by step, standing in the white snow, almost blending with the color of the snow.

Ke Changqing watched from behind, for some reason, his brows suddenly wrinkled, and a red light flashed in his eyes. He suddenly remembered the scene of Wen Xien's suicide a few days ago. disappeared before eyes.

  Even though he had tied her by his side, Ke Changqing still didn't feel satisfied, and even aggravated his worries.

  The tall figure bent over from behind and hugged the thin white monk, with his whole head buried in her neck, greedily absorbing the cold fragrance from her body.

   "Jingchen is just your Taoist name, what's your real name?" Ke Changqing said gently beside her ear, the hot breath sprayed on her tip.

  Wen Xien was silent, ignoring him, just staring at one place in a daze, Ke Changqing has long been accustomed to Wen Xiyi's behavior of treating him as air, and he is not angry at all.

  But Wen Xien's calm surface couldn't be maintained after a while, grabbing the man's big hand, Wen Xien blinked tremblingly.

   Wen Xien was forced to say his name.

   "Win Sheen."

   Ke Changqing chewed these three words slowly.

   "Wen, Xi, En."

   "En en, en en..."

The three words    lingered on the tip of the man's tongue with a particularly lingering sorrow. Wen Xien couldn't see the person's face, but he could feel his excitement.

   was attached to the hard chest behind his back, and the heartbeat under his flesh was extraordinarily fierce, conveying the surging emotions of his master.

   "Enen..."

   "Enen..."

   I don’t know if this name has stimulated a certain nerve in the man. It seems that the man can’t be called enough.

The snow was still falling, and Ke Changqing had more and more dreams. He dreamed of some scenes that he was familiar with and unfamiliar with. The desire was expressed, but the final result was the life that was taken away by that person himself.

   was very real in the dream, but when Ke Changqing woke up during the day, he couldn't remember the face of the person in the dream, he only knew that it was a person who liked to wear white clothes.

   He would stare at Wen Xien in a daze even during the day. He even wondered if the person in his dream was Wen Xien. Unfortunately, he met a woman before he found the answer.

   Dressed in white, immortal spirit fluttering.

  Ke Changqing didn't pay much attention to her at first, but once he saw her face clearly, he was three-pointed to Wen Xien, especially when he smiled.

Wen Xien is too indifferent. Since he was locked up, he has never smiled at him once. A woman's smile easily reminds Ke Changqing of Wen Xien, but when he passed by with full of excitement and joy, he bumped into Wen Xien's pair. The frosty face was like being splashed by a basin of cold water, leaving only the cold swish all over his body.

   I don't know if it was because I hated that white shadow too much in the dream, which caused Ke Changqing to have a bit of hatred for Wen Xien out of nowhere. He was afraid that something would hurt Wen Xien, so he could only pretend to be indifferent.

  But if I haven't seen him for a day and I miss him so much, Ke Changqing will call the woman over and stare at her in a daze from time to time.

   Ke Changqing has always kept himself clean. He doesn't have any confidantes by his side, but he frequently summons a woman out of thin air, which naturally makes a woman have thoughts that she shouldn't have.

   The woman's name is Xue Er, and she has always been an ordinary maid in the sect. She was personally named by the sect master to serve in the temple. I don't know how many people were jealous, which greatly satisfied her vanity.

It's a pity that she was very disappointed that the leader never touched her from the beginning to the end. He just stared at her for a while and let her leave. Others thought she was not called favor, but she knew that the leader didn't even touch her. She has a hair.

But so what? As long as she doesn't say it, no one will know. People who looked down on her and bullied her in the past all come to please her. The treatment is completely different from before. Sometimes she even gives birth to a little bit of herself The meaning of the bishop's wife.

   After all, she was the first person called by the leader to serve in the temple.

   Until one time she heard a few snack maids talking behind her back.

   "The people in the courtyard seem to have been forgotten by the sect master. The sect master has left it for a few days and it hasn't passed."

   "This is quite normal, that master gives a cold face every day, maybe the master is tired of it."

   "Yeah yeah, the leader hasn't been with another woman recently..."

   Xueer finally realized that she was not unique. The leader had someone before, and with her, who the leader had never touched before, Xueer felt a sense of crisis.

   She is afraid that she will be abandoned, she does not want to go back to the old days, she is used to the taste of being so luxurious and praised, so...

  Cher went to the rumored person.

   There were Yan Sen guards guarding the entrance of the courtyard. Xueer was shocked by such a big posture. She didn't know who was inside to make the sect master take it so seriously. Thinking so, she became more and more jealous.

   Xueer was stopped by the guards at the door before she could go in. They obviously knew that the woman in front of her was the leader of the sect, so they didn't dare to act rashly.

   "I'm the leader of the sect. There's no place I can't go to. Be careful with your heads."

   Xueer's words made the guards hesitate for a while, but in the end they didn't stop her.

   (end of this chapter)