My Darling Sick Beauty

Jiang Zheliu was carried into the carriage by him.

Don't tell Zhang Shenxing who doesn't know the truth, and even Chang Gan, who knows the relationship between the two, will be stupid.

Xiao She stared at the blood stained on Jiang Zheliu's thin shirt, and at the back of his white hand that was stabbed with blood marks, and felt that his fist was going to be hard. If he hadn't been able to beat his uncle, he almost asked what happened .

But the snake had to bow its head under the magic eaves. Xiao Changqian took a deep breath, pulled down the curtain, and heard Jiang Ziliu's voice pointing the way.

Fortunately, it doesn't sound particularly weak. Chang Gan turned around and grabbed the reins.

The magic horse neighed and drove away from the origin smoothly and quickly.

The sound of the hoofs rang out, and the raindrops pierced through the forest and beat the leaves. Wen Renye sat beside Jiang Zheliu with his sword brows locked close, and lowered his head to apply medicine to him.

There are all kinds of elixir on the carriage, which were prepared in the year of embers before leaving. Your Excellency Medical Sage has treated these two people for many years, and they are about to cure their feelings. Dumb repays the existence of the meaning of hearing people and nights.

The ointment was cold and cold. Wen Renye's finger pulp touched the wound on his neck, and he spread it slowly and evenly. After only a few breaths, the deep bite healed a lot with the naked eye.

Jiang Zheliu couldn't move, and was surrounded by him.

Wen Renye's expression was very serious, and he was a little apprehensive. He treated this matter as a very important matter. After all the medicines were given and they were almost healed, he said in a low voice, "I was... ...isn't it scary?"

horrible? Jiang Zheliu stared at him and thought about it: "Not really, it's just a bit like..."

"picture?"

"Like a wolfdog."

Jiang Zheliu looked into his eyes and commented objectively: "I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, I don't think about anything, I just want to eat my kind."

Wen Renye felt guilty, lowered his head and grabbed his wrist, feeling unhappy there.

"But I still want to know," Jiang Zheliu looked at him and asked, "How did you wake up?"

He didn't feel that his comfort had such a big effect at that time. He always felt that there were other factors, but it was this factor that he couldn't grasp and could not understand for a while.

"No memory." Wen Renye said, "I don't know what I did."

Appears to be unconscious.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be so difficult to speak.

Jiang Zheliu was held by him, and the other party's emotions had been very low since the demon body disappeared, and it has not been able to ease up until now.

He raised his hand and smoothed the little devil's hair, rubbing his blood-stained horns, and said, "Bring you here... It was my ill-consideration that caused such a dangerous situation."

Wen Renye said: "...I don't blame you."

"I know you won't blame me." Jiang Zheliu smiled and joked, "But can you be gentle next time, it hurts me so much."

Wen Renye's fingertips seemed to touch the edge of the scar: "So is there a next time?"

Um? Why does this sound weird.

Jiang Zheliu held his paw and wanted to say something to him again, but for some reason, he felt sleepy as soon as he touched the other person, and he was really sleepy after being held in his arms by this man for so long. He was so powerful that his speech was a bit messy, so he had to give up the practice of sorting out his thoughts, but leaned into his arms and whispered: "It's still a long time before I get to Lanruo Temple, let me sleep."

Wen Renye could hear the tiredness in his words.

When the other party is sleepy, the little devil will be highly nervous, which makes him uncontrollably think of the time when the other party was sleepy, and nervously respond: "Okay."

At this moment, it is in the human world, there are vague human voices outside the carriage, and the roar of red dust is blowing.

The falling rain wet the slate, the smoke from the cooking spread into the air, and the wheels rumbled forward.

Jiang Zheliu was lying in his arms, as if this drowsiness could only be triggered by him. When he was next to Wen Renye, his drowsiness came violently and quickly.

Wen Renye looked down at him intently.

The other party seems to be a little tired, and there is a tired look between his eyebrows. Eyelashes are snow-white, long and drooping down, slender and straight. He looked at it, and couldn't hold back a little bit, and reached out and touched the edge of the other's eyelashes.

It was cold and cold, and it was slightly itchy when rubbed against the pulp of the finger.

It made his heart itch.

Wen Renye stared at him for a while, his mind fragmented and remembered the scene he encountered in the bewildering realm, he paused for a moment, then changed his breath and stabilized his mind.

He reached out and played with the other party's white and cool hair, wrapping it around the ends of his fingers, and just as his state became more and more relaxed, that strange feeling came back.

Wen Renye's heart skipped a beat, like the sound of a drum. He looked down at Jiang Ziliu, stretched out his hand uncertainly, and pressed his palm to his lower abdomen.

Demons have a long pregnancy period, so in order to confirm the pregnancy period, the father can sense the presence of the cub very early. But because there are various detailed branch classifications among the demons, their pregnancy reactions and fertility problems are not exactly the same.

He had a vague feeling before, but because it was very vague, he didn't confirm it. But now that it is attached to the opponent's abdomen, the similar but slightly different magical energy can be more clearly felt.

Across a layer of clothes, the temperature of the body under the palm is not high, which is quite different from the demons who are naturally hot.

Wen Renye was a little panicked.

Xiao Liushu leaned against his arms and slept deeply, her breathing was steady and normal, and it was extremely quiet. But the demonic energy in his stomach slammed into Wen Renye's palm unscrupulously, full of... a sense of provocation.

Absolutely, he may be the first of all the novice fathers of the Demon Race to feel provocative from the cub's breath.

The newly born "egg" shouldn't have such a shocking aura to its parents, this brat must have misunderstood something.

The little devil's hostility was picked up by the cub's aggressiveness. He gritted his teeth and licked the tips of his teeth to suppress his unpleasant emotions.

He was fierce to his father at such a young age, what if he was not good to Zhe Liu in the future? How can this be.

Wen Renye's brain was not good at first, and at this time he couldn't move. If he didn't think Jiang Ziliu's health was not good, I am afraid that at this time he would have been thinking about how to have an abortion safely.

Can't move, can only stay. Otherwise, it will hurt your body too much.

The little devil rubbed his belly and thought a little in a trance.

...I don't know if there is any way to help him give birth, it may be very painful.

All kinds of worries made him unable to lift his liking for the cub. He only felt that his lover was too hard, and he was reluctant.

But the demons have no contraceptive method, and the demon world has always encouraged fertility.

The more the little devil thinks about it, the weaker he becomes, but the devilish energy in his palm is triumphant, showing off and circling in front of his father happily.

What circle. It tickles my teeth when I hear people making noises at night. I don't know if you will feel the willow like this?

He communicated with the newly born cub using magical energy. This method of communication could only vaguely understand each other's emotions, and could not convey the specific meaning. Moreover, this is a unique connection method in the blood of the demons. What they can feel each other, only they know each other.

The cub was obviously very lively and very rebellious.

The cub felt the breath of his father, not only did he not feel sad for Wen Renye's rejection, but happily turned around in a different direction, and the trajectory of the demonic energy faintly changed its shape.

Wen Renye: "..."

No wonder Zheliu is so tired, it's all because of you.

This thought is purely a mistake. The demons have a very long pregnancy period, so the cubs also grow slowly. The first thing they are born is the instinctive spirituality of the demons, and then they will gradually complete their bodies. It is so short right now. Time, maybe the cub has no entity, only an instinctive spirituality with consciousness.

Since there is no physical body, it will not bring too much burden to Jiang Zheliu's body, and even the heavenly spirit body is very satisfied, and he has not been feverish recently.

But the fact that she would feel sleepy as soon as she was in physical contact with Wen Renye was indeed a pregnancy reaction. Because two people need more long-term, more intimate, and more integrated communication in all aspects. Including, but not limited to, kisses, hugs, sex, and...that stuff.

Demon cubs will not fall, they are all tenacious, and the racial talent with rough skin and flesh is implanted in the soul from the time when the cubs are only a little bit.

Just when one big and one small were exchanging ideas and faintly about to quarrel, Jiang Zheliu moved in his arms, clenched his clothes and lowered his head against Wen Renye.

The little devil immediately turned his attention and carefully watched his every move. After a while, he saw Jiang Ziliu opened his eyes in confusion, as if he was not sleeping very well.

The eyes of the two met, and they looked at each other for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Wen Renye slowed down and asked.

I don't know why, but he is guilty, inexplicably very guilty. He just hurt the other party just now, and then he knew that the other party was carrying a cub, and it sounded full of hardships.

Jiang Zheliu had a headache and even sleeping, so he could only sit up and lean on his shoulder, closing his eyes and saying, "A little tired..."

Wen Renye was upset with the little **** in his stomach, feeling that the ball was bullying his Taoist companion, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only hug him back, stick to him, and whispered, "Would you like to sleep a little longer? "

"...No." Jiang Zheliu said, "I'll wake up after a while."

The little devil was so distressed that he felt that he was tired and persuaded: "Would you like to take a rest?"

Listening to this... how did I become vulnerable again.

Jiang Zheliu suspected that he was reversing the car, and immediately woke up a lot. Looking up at the other party's expression, he realized that something was not right, and asked tentatively, "How long have I slept?"

"It's less than two hours."

He "connected feelings" with the little guy and almost got into a fight.

Jiang Zheliu didn't know that they had had a covert exchange. He felt that he had been asleep for enough time, so he got up and wanted to leave, but the other party wrapped his belt and returned to his arms, and his palms kept touching his abdomen.

Jiang Zheliu: "...?"

Has something happened that he doesn't know?

The other party's expression was a little strange.

"I have something to tell you." Wen Renye didn't intend to hide it from him, feeling that the other party had even more right to know than himself, "You..."

He thought about the wording for a while, and he didn't find a particularly suitable statement for a while, so he thought about it: "What do you think of the cubs of the demon clan?"

Jiang Zheliu was silent for a moment, and said, "...It's quite round."

This should be barely a compliment.

The little devil said step by step; "Then do you want to have one?"

Jiang Zheliu looked at him blankly, and had already guessed what the other party wanted to say, but he didn't point it out directly, but planned to tease the other party.

Wen Renye: "..."

He felt that the cub under his palm suddenly stopped moving, as if he was about to cry.

What a waste. Lord Mozun commented ruthlessly, but still said: "...Then what should we do if we accidentally have one?"

deal with? Jiang Zheliu thought it was a little funny. He had been mentally prepared since he guided the little devil to do that kind of thing. In fact, he himself does not reject this kind of thing very much, he just feels that the time is not right at the moment, and it is best not to.

But if there is, what else can we do?

That being said, but fear is still fear.

"Deal with..." Jiang Zheliu observed the other party's expression and said, "Do you like children?"

"..." Wen Renye took a breath, "It's okay."

These two words are so outrageous.

He doesn't like everything that makes Xiao Liushu suffer, and even if he hurts the other party himself, he will be very sad.

Through the clothes and the flesh of the lower abdomen, Wen Renye clearly felt that a certain brat was so sad because he was disliked by Zhe Liu.

Jiang Zheliu stared into his eyes, and after a while, he smiled slowly: "I quite like it."

Wen Ren Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

The little cub in his stomach was also relieved, and began to circle around in a lively circle again.

"I feel like you might be..." Wen Renye struggled with the vocabulary again, and he hated the book when it was time to use it. "There will be a cub playing in the future."

Jiang Zheliu expected it to be good, he nodded very calmly, then leaned back into the other's arms, leaned over and raised his head.

Thin lips are in sight. Wen Renye's Adam's apple moved slightly, he couldn't help kissing him at all, licking his lips gently.

Jiang Zheliu got the kiss as he wished, and felt that the sleepiness subsided a little, and said, "Then let's do this first."

"Firstly?"

"I have collected many ancient records of heavenly spirit bodies before, as well as some secret notes left by seniors." Jiang Zheliu said, "In this regard, this physique is very adaptable, so there should be no problem."

Wen Renye nodded nervously, unable to resist the temptation, and kissed him again.

"If only I could give birth to you."

Jiang Zheliu wanted to laugh when he heard it, so he indulged him to chase after him and kissed him, and said softly, "Who made my Taoist companion so much younger than me, you are still so young, the deity can only respect the old and love the young, and take care of the younger generation."

This was intentional, and he hadn't called himself the deity for a long time.

Wen Renye only heard the word "small".

Men can't be small.

The little devil looked very angry, he threw him down on the couch with a plop, lowered his head to seal his mouth, and pried open the closed teeth.

Just when the atmosphere became more and more wrong, the carriage slowly stopped, and the sound of Changgan came from outside.

"Brother, the temple you mentioned has arrived."

It is a temple, but it is not Lanruo Temple. The three words "Hanshan Temple" are written on the door.

There are few people here, incense is scarce, and there is not even a monk sweeping the floor at the door.

Chang Gan glanced at the door, opened the curtain and glanced back, his eyes stopped.

His immortal brother seemed to be bullied by his uncle again, the corners of his eyes and lips were red. The little uncle was still rubbing his lower abdomen, and it seemed that he was thinking about some beastly things.

It's just too much.

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The abbot was in retreat, and the two were received by Zen Master Mingjing.

Hanshan Temple is just a facade. In fact, there is another world inside. You can enter Lanruo Temple through special methods. Even the little novices who sprinkle and sweep are first-class seeds of Buddhist cultivation.

In the quiet room of the meditation room, there is a pot of Chlorophytum and a pot of lily of the valley outside the window, which have not yet opened.

Mingjing was watering flowers by the window. When Jiang Zheliu came in, he just put down what was in his hand, turned his head to look at each other, and chanted a Buddha's name.

The two didn't chat too much, just said hello and went straight to the topic.

Mingjing asked: "Senior Jiang is able to wake up, it's really a great blessing... Did the Venerable Master Wenren not come?"

"He's waiting outside." Jiang Zheliu explained, "If you listen in, it will disturb you."

"What's disturbing?" Mingjing didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. In his mind, he only had an impression of Wen Renye when Jiang Zheliu was asleep. He only remembered his madness, but he didn't know the actual condition of the other party." The gift of the demons is still preserved by the poor monk to this day.”

Jiang Zheliu moved his gaze with his gaze, and saw the edges of several Buddhist incense pillars, two beautiful skulls neatly stacked together, exquisitely preserved, smooth and perfect, and the whole body exuded a serious attitude of Buddhist cultivation.

He fell silent, and after a while he said, "...It's hard work."