It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

Ji Yue considers herself a free and easy person, neat and tidy, and never procrastinates.

She can’t do such a thing as hanging on a tree. Since Zhuo Yiqing’s attitude is so obvious, she won’t engage in the drama of entanglement. Everyone will get together well and be friends. .

Ji Yue packed up all night, and said goodbye to Zhuo Yiqing early the next morning. She stepped into the morning mist and walked into this mysterious rivers and lakes, there must be something better waiting to meet her.

Wen Ai slept three poles in the sun before woke up leisurely. Breakfast and lunch were kneaded into a meal. It was not until the afternoon when he wanted to sneak to talk to Ji Yue that he heard that they had left early in the morning.

Wen Ai's whole person is not good, and the hostess walks too numbly! There is no foreshadowing or warning! I only saw the first side at the dinner table yesterday, and it became the last side after sleeping today!

Wen Ai was so worried that her eyebrows were drooping to the ground: "System, what should I do! Before I started the matchmaking, the heroine disappeared after playing. This is embarrassing me!"

Systematic evaluation: "The heroine plays well, she doesn't play cards at all, she has a very personal character."

Wen Ai paused with his hair pulling: "Are you serious or talking irony? Where are you on?"

The system learned from the old abbot’s tone: “Old Na has seen through the world a long time ago, and I have known the ending from the moment you softened to the hero.”

Wen Ai: "..."

System: "Fight again in the next world."

After doing such a long task, saying that he failed, Wen Ai was very frustrated, with a knot in his heart, Cheng Riyan was drooping, Zhuo Yiqing would be by his side whenever he was free, and talk about some interesting anecdotes to tease him. Happy.

"Baby." Zhuo Yiqing fed the peeled grapes to Wen Ai, "I just picked them from the orchard this morning and they are very fresh."

Wen Ai stretched out his tongue and rolled the grape between Zhuo Yiqing's fingers into his mouth: "It's pretty sweet, but I still want to eat mango."

"No one grows mangos in this area." Zhuo Yiqing grabbed another big grape from the bunch of grapes. "I have sent someone to look for fruit trees outside. Then we will grow a garden by ourselves. How much do you like to eat? How many."

After feeding several pieces to Wen Ai, Zhuo Yiqing stood up while wiping her hands: "Sit down by yourself, baby, I'll go to the latrine."

Wen Ai nodded: "Okay."

Wen Ai sat alone in the yard, sipping lemon tea, and suddenly smelled an unusual smell from the refreshing fruity aroma, like--

The breath of strangeness!

Wen Ai raised his head vigilantly, and a stalwart man was walking towards him. He was handsome, walked with wind, and had a wild and unruly temperament.

The man had been staring at Wen Ai, his sight was very aggressive, Wen Ai was uncomfortable, feeling like he was stripped of his skin and spied wantonly.

Wen Ai stood up nervously: "Who are you?"

"You're the Dikun who Yiqing can't do well?" The man stopped in front of him, his eyes swept back and forth on him a few times, "It is indeed a good look that makes people hurt."

The man exudes a strong breath of heavenly dryness. Wen Ai instinctively took a few steps back. The man raised his eyebrows and took a big step forward. He leaned over Wen Ai's neck and smelled it, and said in surprise: "There is no End the contract."

"What's up with you!" Wen Ai grabbed his neck and backed away, looking like a big enemy.

The man deliberately wanted to tease him, raising his foot step by step and approaching: "This temper is really spoiled."

The man’s wild aura was too oppressive. Wen Ai was so scared that he jumped across the courtyard like a rabbit. The man stretched out his hand to grab his collar. Suddenly Zhuo Yiqing’s voice came from the courtyard door: “Stop! "

Wen Xiaotu instantly found a nest, turned around and ran towards Zhuo Yiqing, threw herself into his arms, and hugged his waist tightly: "Why did you come back..."

"Don't be afraid, baby." Zhuo Yiqing gently patted Wen Ai on the back, looked up at the man, and said helplessly, "Cousin, you scared him."

The man put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Just talk to him."

Zhuo Yiqing lowered her head to comfort Wen Ai, and took the time to look at the man: "You put your breath away, my baby can't bear your cannibalistic odor."

The dry breath on the man's body quickly faded: "Okay, you are now the owner, I have to listen."

Zhuo Yiqing picked up Wen Ai and walked to the stone table to sit down, put the person on her lap, took the steaming lemon tea to his mouth, and said softly: "Drink some water and pressure it. "

A hint of surprise flashed through the man's eyes: "Are you really waiting?"

Wen Ai took a sip of the lemon tea, hid in Zhuo Yiqing's arms and glared at the man: "We have always been like this, fuss!"

"Oh, this backer is here, and the waist is straight?" The man raised his eyebrows, "Yiqing, are you so used to this?"

Wen Ai raised his hand and hugged Zhuo Yiqing's neck tightly, in a posture of pampering and arrogance: "He just loves to pet me, can you control it?"

Zhuo Yiqing enjoyed the natural dependence on Wen Ai, and was so happy that he could not help but kiss him on his cheek: "Well, I will spoil you, no one can control."

The man lost his temper because of the dog food, and he sat on the stone bench: "Yes, don't stare at me, little sister-in-law. You have to call me brother according to your seniority."

Zhuo Yiqing followed Wen Ai's hair once and then introduced: "This is Zhuo Chi, my second cousin."

Zhuo Chi took the initiative to smile at Wen Ai, and the wild energy disappeared a lot.

"My second cousin is good--" Wen Ai called out and realized that he shouldn't follow Zhuo Yiqing's address. He wanted to change his mouth, but he swallowed Zhuo Yiqing's smiling eyes again. Go down.

Zhuo Chi looked at Zhuo Yiqing: "I just finished my work in Lingnan, so I will turn to you to live for a while, welcome?"

"Of course welcome." Zhuo Yiqing did not give Wen Ai a deep look. "Stay a little longer, maybe you can catch my wedding wine."

Wen Ai got hot on her face and whispered in a low voice: "I want to be beautiful..."

Cirrus Mountain Villa is surprisingly big, but it can't resist the long time of Wen Ai. Every day, the village is full of chaos, and he quickly wanders all the corners and corners. Zhuo Yiqing was afraid that he would be bored, so she said to take him out to the temple fair in the evening. Wen Ai's round eyes immediately turned into two small light bulbs. As soon as he finished eating at noon, Zhuo Yiqing was driven out. Zhuo Yiqing couldn't wear him. , Can only suppress the affairs in the villa and accompany him to the temple fair early.

As soon as the two of them left with their front feet, Lu Mingxiao approached the door with dead feet behind them.

In the Bieyuan, Zhuo Chi is practicing sword.

The swordsmanship is superb and the front is wild and sharp.

The subordinates did not dare to approach, but stood far away: "Master Tang, three people from the Holy Fire and Yinxian Valley came outside. They called for Master Yin by name."

Zhuo Chi's sword power was closed, and the long sword was sheathed: "Take me to see."

Zhuo Chi came to the door with a sword in his hand, sweat still dripping on his face, the sweat slipped from his bronze skin, and his wildness instantly exploded.

Zhuo Chi glanced at the dead behind, then locked his gaze on Lu Mingxiao, who was dressed in black.

The appearance of a typical Western Regions person, deep eye sockets, clear blue eyes, cold expression, looking very serious, and very--

Abstinence.

Zhuo Chi's gaze kept turning around Lu Mingxiao. Lu Mingxiao frowned unhappily, and said coldly, "Hand over Qianshuang."

Zhuo Chi stood with his sword: "Not here."

A trace of killing intent flashed through Lu Mingxiao's eyes: "Don't let me say the third time, hand over Qianshuang."

Zhuo Chi stared at him closely: "I don't want to say it a third time, my little sister-in-law is not there."

The sword was unsheathed, the weapons collided, and the gate of Cirrus Cloud Villa instantly became a battlefield.

There is a small hill in the city, and a Chenghuang Temple is built on the hill, and the temple fair is at the foot of the hill.

It was still very early before dark. Rows of lanterns had been hung on the street, and many small stalls were also erected, but they were empty, with nothing on display, and the owner of the stall was nowhere to be seen.

"I'll tell you it is early?" Zhuo Yiqing walked next to Wen Yai, "You have to wait until the evening to visit the temple fair, when the street will become lively."

Wen Ai looked around curiously: "I am willing to go out and walk no one, are you impatient?"

Zhuo Yiqing took his hand: "How dare I, I'm afraid you don't think it looks good."

Wen Ai tried to break free: "Who allowed you to do it, it's still on the street!"

Zhuo Yiqing firmly tightened his hand and refused to let it go: "What's wrong on the street, can I still be caught by the yamen if I hold my wife?"

"Who is your daughter-in-law!" Wen Ai shook his arm in discouragement with a little bit of strength, "Rogue!"

The two of them just walked to the mountain road. Zhuo Yiqing walked quickly to Wen Ai and squatted with her back to him. With her backhand, she hooked Wen Ai's knees and pulled forward, and Wen Ai threw herself on his back.

Zhuo Yiqing held Wen Ai's ass, stood up and ran up the mountain: "The rogue will go to worship the city **** with his little wife on his back!"

Zhuo Yiqing ran fast, Wen Ai leaned back straight and had to reach out and hug his neck: "You are really a rascal when you say you are a rascal! Who cheated on the **** when he was carrying someone?"

"Me." In order to realize the title of "rascal", Zhuo Yiqing shamelessly grabbed two hands on Wen Ai's ass. "Only when I run with my wife's ass, I have motivation."

There were so few passers-by sparsely on the mountain road. As soon as Zhuo Yiqing said this, all those people looked over in a neat and uniform manner.

Wen Ai was still planning to have this face, so he quickly buried his head in Zhuo Yiqing's shoulder, leaving only the round back of his head for others.

There are several halls in the Chenghuang Temple. Zhuo Yiqing took Wen Ai to stroll around and looked at the sky. It is estimated that the day after going down the mountain will be almost dark.

The two walked back to the main hall and were stopped by a small Taoist priest before they reached the door.

"This good master, please stay." The little Taoist stood in front of Wen Ai holding a lottery. "The good master does not require a lottery?"

Wen Ai hesitated a bit, he turned to look at Zhuo Yiqing, Zhuo Yiqing touched his head: "Try it if you want to try, and you are afraid that your brother can't afford the incense money?"

"Then I'll ask for one." Wen Ai took the pick from the little Taoist priest, knelt in front of the Lord Chenghuang, closed his eyes and started shaking it, his expression was very religious, but it didn't fall out after shaking it for a long time.

"Baby." Zhuo Yiqing couldn't help but reminded, "The skewer is a little bit forward."

"Oh." Wen Ai did so, closing his eyes and shaking again, this time shaking out a sign without shaking twice.

The little Taoist took them to Miaozhu at the entrance of the temple, turned his head and held the lotus to start business.

Miaozhu accepted Wen Ai's sign and looked down for a long time before raising his head: "What does the good lord want to ask?"

Wen Ai thought of his task and said seriously: "Ask for merit."

Miaozhu regretfully shook his head: "Nothingness is vague, and it ends without disease."

Wen Ai was startled, and his mood quickly collapsed.

In fact, he knew that his mission this time had failed, but he still felt uncomfortable when he was told that.

Zhuo Yiqing patted him on the shoulder, softly comforting: "Don't worry, it's impossible for you to be such a big hidden valley in an instant, right? Besides, if I support you, you sleep every day. Row."

Miao Zhu: "The good master does not have to be depressed. Although you are not successful, the marriage is very good."

Zhuo Yiqing came with interest: "How good is it?"

Temple wish: "From the perspective of the hexagram, the happy event is approaching, the husband and wife are in love, and grow old together."

Zhuo Yiqing laughed twice, leaving a large ingot to make incense money, pulling on Wen Ai and leaving.

On the way down the mountain, Wen Ai was still depressed, his eyes were empty, and his feet were based on intuition. As a result, he accidentally stepped on the steps and almost didn't roll off the mountain.

Zhuo Yiqing dragged him to the pavilion beside the mountain road to sit down, and then asked the vendor to buy a bowl of herbal tea and brought it to his mouth: "This is for refreshing, so drink more."

Wen Ai took a few gulps and pushed the big thick bowl out: "I'm full."

Zhuo Yiqing drank all the remaining herbal tea, returned the empty bowl to the vendor, took out a clean handkerchief and wiped Wen Ai's mouth: "Baby, you can talk to me about anything."

Wen Ai glanced at him weakly: "Oh."

Zhuo Yiqing took him into her arms: "Do you want to expand the Yinxian Valley? Or do you want to continue researching poison? Or do you want to build a separate school?"

Wen Ai shook his head against his shoulder, "No."

Zhuo Yiqing: "Then what do you want to do? I support it. The entire Cuanyun Villa is your backing."

Wen Ai still shook his head: "It has nothing to do with this."

"Then you are worrying about marriage?" Zhuo Yiqing paused, "Are you still thinking about leaving me?"

Wen Ai lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Zhuo Yiqing grabbed his chin and broke his head, and said with a serious expression: "Baby, you are different to me and others. I can feel it. Why are you so stupid?"

Wen Ai slapped his hand away: "Self-love."

"Don't believe it?" Zhuo Yiqing smiled, "Then let's play a game to verify it?"

Wen Ai: "How to play?"

"Close your eyes." Zhuo Yiqing covered Wen Ai's eyes with her hand, "imagine what I said."

"Our villa is filled with red happy characters everywhere, and there are guests carrying gifts everywhere. Everyone smiled with joy and arched their hands to say'congratulations' to me." Zhuo Yiqing let go and looked at Wen Ai, who was in the state, continued, "The sedan chair is here, I took the bride back into the door, took her hand and knelt in front of Xitang."

Wen Ai frowned.

"One worship to heaven and earth, two worship to Gaotang, husband and wife worship each other. From then on, she is my only wife." Zhuo Yiqing said very seriously, "A group of people followed up in the bridal chamber and made me bite an apple. The next time I bite, I took the apple and let us kiss each other. The bride made a big red face and shyly drilled into my arms. Everyone was clapping and making noises."

Wen Ai's lips were pressed tightly.

"People are gone, I put out the candles, put down the bed nets, and untie—"

"Shut up!" Wen Ai opened his eyes and punched him, his eye circles were a little red, "What a broken game, I won't play!"

Zhuo Yiqing rubbed the corners of his eyes with her index finger, and put the small teardrops on the belly of her fingers in front of him, "Look, I just talk about you, and if I really have something with others, you must not be sad. dead?"

Wen Ai looked at the little teardrop and said nothing.

"Baby, you like me too." Zhuo Yiqing gently touched Wen Ai's lips with her mouth, "You are not disgusted, right? I usually kiss you and hug you, and you don't feel nauseous, or even a little like it. ?"

Wen Ai's gaze fell on Zhuo Yiqing's lips, and after a while he nodded slightly: "Yes..."

"Then let's get together well?" Zhuo Yiqing slowly hugged him tightly, "I have never been so good to anyone in my life. All the enthusiasm is spent on you, I...I will treat you better in the future , I follow you in everything, do you give me this opportunity?"

Wen Ai was tearful when he said that, he kept his mouth curled and wiped with the back of his hand, Zhuo Yiqing took his hand away, deliberately widened his eyes and pretended to be pitiful: "Pitifully pity me, huh?"

"Puff--" Wen Ai was amused, his eyes bent into crescents, "Then I will have pity on you."

The tenderness in Zhuo Yiqing's heart grew wildly like weeds after the rain, filling the entire chest in an instant. He bowed his head and kissed Wen Ai, using his lips and tongue to convey this love.

The two kissed so hard that they couldn't separate, and the saliva sounded continuously, and from time to time there was a moan or two.

The herbal tea brother who was forced to watch the whole process in the pavilion: "..."

Damn, I can get a **** face when I come out to ask for a life, how many eggs can make it back!

The herbal tea brother quickly cleaned up the stall, picked up the heavy tea box and left resolutely.

The temple fair is really lively. The lanterns hanging on both sides of the street illuminate the street prosperously and brightly, and there are more people walking shoulder to shoulder and touching their feet.

Zhuo Yiqing kept Wen Ai in her arms along the way. In this crowded environment, she was shocked to keep Wen Ai from being squeezed, and she ate a bunch of rock sugar yam beans safely.

Wen Ai took out a handkerchief from Zhuo Yiqing's shirt and wiped his mouth: "I still want to eat yam beans!"

"Okay." Zhuo Yiqing broke a path in the crowd, took Wen Ai to behind a mask stand, leaned over and kissed his forehead, "There are few people here, you wait for me here, I will give it to you. Buy yam beans."

After confirming the relationship, Wen Ai didn't care about the problem that he would kiss him at every turn, and nodded obediently: "Hmm!"

Yam beans are sold by a vendor who sells candied haws. They have already walked so far now. Zhuo Yiqing directly raised the light work and flew in the direction where he had just come. The speed is good, but it must be in the dense crowd. It’s really not easy to find someone in it. Zhuo Yiqing flew all the way on the roof of the street, and it took a long time to finally find the trafficker carrying the straw handle, jumped down and asked him to buy two bunches of rock sugar yam beans, and hurried back.

The owner of the mask stall was still hawking. Zhuo Yiqing looked around the mask stall twice, but Wen Ai was not seen at all.