I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 303 Sprinkle some sugar lightly (4)

"You know I'm not making a fuss."

Where Yubazi fell, the snow had melted, and the surrounding snow was now more like caked ice.

Sui He stopped talking and just slowly raised his hand. He didn't know what he did. The next second they were standing in the room.

The petals of the jacaranda have begun to fall, and the fire in the house is burning brighter.

Mu Wanwan was put on the bed. Sui He wanted to get up quickly and escape, but Mu Wanwan grabbed his neck. The next moment, he couldn't escape, and his eyes were already filled with Mu Wanwan's half-red face.

"Let go, please."

Mu Wanwan shook her head.

"In the final analysis, you and I are just two physical souls. The souls have sensitive senses. If this continues, I will really make your soul weak. It won't work."

Mu Wanwan half sat up, her loose coat that had been rubbed just now slowly slipped off.

Although nothing has been revealed, I still feel confused.

Mu Wanwan said nothing, but pressed her lips against Sui He's tight lips again.

Suihe's breathing was messed up, and he felt that all his senses were taken away by Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan closed her eyes with satisfaction, and Suihe gradually took over the initiative.

I don't know when my hands were clasped tightly, the sky was dim and the tent was getting warmer.

Under the barrier between life and death, they lingered until death.

When the sky was bright, Mu Wanwan opened her eyes in a daze.

Looking at Sui He dressed in brocade clothes by the window.

"You woke up early."

His voice was hoarse, and then he lowered his head and coughed twice.

Just as she was about to sit up, Suihe quickly pushed her back with his eyes and hands.

Only then did Mu Wanwan feel the coldness coming from her shoulders.

Sui He wrapped her up like a worm and held her in his arms: "What should I do with you?"

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "What should we do? What should we do? Anyway, we are not dissatisfied with each other, right?"

Suihe smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and tapped her forehead: "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "I don't know what you said, but I remember clearly what you did. Whether you should say it or not, there is a difference between executives who have lived for thousands of years."

"Then did I tell you to let me go?" Suihe's voice suddenly lowered, with a hint of helplessness.

"I can't let go, and I won't be able to let go for the rest of my life."

They hugged each other in this morning when the sun was rising. Time was so slow that every particle of dust floating in the air could be seen clearly.

Then the sky suddenly changed, starting from the early morning sun, it collapsed and fell.

Mu Wanwan reached out and touched Suihe's face.

"You wrapped me up so ugly, I look like a meat worm."

Suihe thought for a while: "Then next time I will hold you when you wake up in the morning, and I won't wrap you in the quilt."

Mu Wanwan smiled and nodded: "Then let's hook up."

The world is shattering around them, and they stand at the center of it.

"You have to leave."

Mu Wanwan looked at him with a smile.

"Um."

Suihe wanted to say something else, but found that he couldn't.

"I will go to the wilderness to find you."

Suihe nodded and looked at his increasingly transparent body.

"I will decorate our house, plant your favorite jacaranda for you, and wait for you to come back where the flowers are blooming in spring."

Everything in front of him disappeared, and Mu Wanwan opened her eyes in a daze.

"You don't want your life?"

It was that familiar voice again, but it was not in her world.

So, just as she guessed, he must have paid a heavy price.

"Wake up, wake up."

Before my eyes is a shadow of longing.

She felt a slight warmth on her wrist, as if someone had put a warm hand on her pulse.

Who is it?

The nasturtiums bloomed in front of her eyes, and she forced herself to stand up, finally seeing the person clearly.

"Master, have I made you worry again?"

Jing Shen's face was horribly dark: "If I never find out, when are you going to tell me? One soul-inducing nail is not enough, do you need another one? Don't you feel pain?"

Mu Wanwan laughed: "Master, I want to live longer."

Jing Shen had nothing to say and slowly backed away.

Song Zhujun appeared within the barrier holding a medicine bowl.

"Take medicine."

Mu Wanwan took it obediently, but couldn't help but look at it twice.

His eyes were red, probably from crying.

"Do you know that if Xiao Fengyu had not left seclusion early this time and wanted to come and see you, you would have died in this secret realm."

Mu Wanwan drank the medicine in one gulp: "Senior Brother Xiao is out? This is a great achievement, he came out a hundred years early."

Song Zhujun interrupted her: "Instead of caring about whether he has achieved great success, it is better to worry about yourself."

Mu Wanwan smoothed her back and said, "It doesn't matter. Two nails holding each other back can keep me alive."

"I can contain you, but if my senior brother were still alive and seeing you in your current state, I'm afraid he would be very distressed."

Xiao Fengyu suddenly spoke, and Mu Wanwan's smile stopped.

"What you said is that I will live well in the future."

While talking, Mu Wanwan felt something suddenly appeared in her hand.

She looked at Song Zhujun in confusion: "What is this?"

Song Zhujun said while stuffing his head: "You are acting dangerously this time. I have discussed it with the master, but there is no countermeasure. I wanted to ask the teacher for help, but the teacher had already left with the ashes of Meng Die and his wife.

No more now

People know his whereabouts. I am going to hand you over to the master. Ying Si and I will go down the mountain to find a possibility for you. These medicines are heaven-level painkillers. Take them and take one when you feel pain.

I'll be back when you finish eating."

Mu Wanwan originally wanted to ask her to stay, but she didn't want Song Zhujun to live for her like this.

But then I thought about it, even though it was because she traveled around the world, making pots to help people along the way could be regarded as doing good deeds and accumulating virtue. What's more, instead of worrying in the sky above Taiyan Palace, it would be better to let her go down the mountain.

"So are you feeling better now?"

Song Zhujun nodded: "It has been raised in the secret realm for the past few months, so you don't have to worry."

Mu Wanwan nodded and then asked, "Leaving today?"

Song Zhujun stood up and took the baggage from Jiang Yingsi's shoulder.

"Leave today. Before I come back, be careful and don't make any mistakes again."

Mu Wanwan nodded.

As a result, the number of people in the secret realm was reduced by more than half.

Mu Wanwan looked at Xiao Fengyu who looked indifferent and smiled.

"Uncle Fourth Master, your apprentice has followed him down the mountain again, why don't you stay?"

Huimu stroked his beard: "Go, go, leave whatever you want. When the child grows up, he can fly as he wants. Jiang Yingsi is not the only one in our lineage. Ah Chun is now also a famous disciple on the list.

.When Ying Si leaves, I will pass the position to Ah Chun."

Mu Wanwan smiled, and then saw Jing Shen's worried face.

"Master, I'm really fine. These two nails are really helping me survive. Besides, it won't hurt with the painkillers. It's just annoying to vomit blood all the time. Why don't you ask Uncle Fifth to plant some red date trees?

, when it’s done, give me red dates every day.”

"Your fifth uncle can hear me."

Jing Shen's expression softened a little.

(End of chapter)