My Lady Is Not A Demon

The dawn was vast, and the day was struggling with the gradually pale night.

Outside the house, there was fine rain.

As the first blue faint morning light smeared the deep sky, the warm room also ushered in a ray of light.

Chen Mu opened his eyes slightly.

The beautiful Meng Mei woman in her arms was still asleep, her ruddy lips still wore a faintly comfortable smile.

But occasionally, crescent brows frowned slightly.

With a bit of pain.

This delicate appearance, coupled with a pitiful mood between the eyebrows, undoubtedly ignited the man's undissipated fire.

But he still endured it.

Although the beautiful woman had the ‘fake ex-husband’ Man Kaye before, she had never experienced the real process of men and women after all.

For the first time, I met Chen Mu, a fierce man.

Of course, this is not to blame Chen Mu for not knowing how to pity and cherish jade.

At first, the lady left for several days and held herself in flames. Secondly, the physique of Meng Mei's woman is even more obsessed with Chen Mu than expected.

At this moment, he really experienced what it was like to be a mature beauty.

It's really tangled together.

It's like opening a treasure.

The feeling of being with the wife is the pure and intimate blending of the husband and wife, while with the beautiful woman, Chen Mu has truly developed the sexual intercourse between men and women to the extreme.

Chen Mu smelled the faint scent in the air, feeling particularly refreshed.

At this moment, the smell of the strange smell is much weaker. When Chen Mu and Meng Yanqing were halfway through the exchange last night, the room was full of refreshing strange smells.

And this scent smells normal, but it plays a supporting role inexplicably.

There is a buff effect.

Most importantly, Chen Mu didn't really feel tired after one night.

After going over with the lady in the past, sometimes he needs to walk with the wall and enter the sage mode, and beauty and so on are like dung in his eyes.

But after finishing with the beautiful woman, she didn't have that idea at all.

What is the sage model?

nonexistent!

Keep rushing to daddy!

Chen Mu hugged Meng Yanqing tightly, pushed away the woman's hair sticking to her cheeks, and muttered, "When I come back from Dongzhou, Daddy will hold a wedding for you, and I will carry you in. "

Perhaps after hearing Chen Mu's promise, Meng Mei, who was in her sleep, showed a warm smile.

After staying warm for a while, Chen Mu put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

Moisture in the rain is blowing.

The continuous rain fell obliquely with the wind, engulfing into a hazy curtain of mist and rain.

Chen Mu moved his muscles and bones, and his body made a crackling sound. The feeling of refreshing and refreshing air seemed to open the door to a new world.

"This is really nourishing the kidney."

Chen Mu exclaimed.

I was planning to go to the kitchen to make some porridge for the beautiful woman, but when I walked to the window, my steps suddenly stopped.

Chen Mu was puzzled and stared at the broken window paper: "I haven't paid attention to it before. Why is there damage again? Maybe the girl from Qingluo got it a few days ago."

After all, in Chen Mu's impression, only this girl would do such a wicked thing.

"Not wanting face!"

Chen Mu planned to criticize his sister-in-law after returning.

It's too shameful.

But when he was about to leave, his eyes fell on the ground, and then he looked at the rain outside the eaves, his expression even more confused:

"Is it raining here?"

...It was not until noon that Meng Yanqing woke up from her sleep.

Feeling that every part of my body is moisturized by tiredness, and it takes a lot of effort to move my fingers. There is a thought of wanting to lie on the bed forever and not wanting to get up.

"Xiao Xuan'er, I have been sent to the academy."

Holding a bowl of cooked porridge, Chen Mu half embraced the beautiful woman in his arms, "First eat something and regain some strength. I still have some knowledge that I need to impart to you."

Meng Yanqing blushed pretty.

Feeling Chen Mu's intimate tenderness, his heart is full of happiness.

But when I heard the man's words, I was stunned for a moment, and then I understood something, a pale face appeared on his small face, and he said timidly: "Husband...husband...concubine is stupid, I'm afraid I can't hold so much knowledge, or... Slowly learn tomorrow?"

She no longer remembers when Chen Mujiao arrived last night.

Anyway, in the end, I even felt like flying to the Western Paradise, feeling that my soul was about to be pulled out of my body.

That is the sublimation given by knowledge.

Joy is joy, but it can't stand such lashes.

I don't know how Bai Meizi survived her weekdays, and she feels a little distressed inexplicably.

But there is one thing to say: the husband of the white girl is really good.

Now he is also my husband.

Chen Mu smiled, bowed his head and kissed Meng Yanqing's rosy lips, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, your husband will fight steadily and know well."

...

In the afternoon, Chen Mu came to the Vermillion Bird Hall.

Seeing the man's refreshed look, Heiling asked curiously, "Did Mrs. Chen have any happy events?"

"It's not a happy event, it's just a realization of the true meaning of the new life."

Chen Mu said with a smile, and changed the subject. "Master Heiling, I'm here to meet Ji Wuming, have you arranged it yet?"

Hei Ling nodded: "It has been arranged, I will take you there."

The two passed through a gloomy secret road and came to a small house secured by three iron gates.

Inside the hut, Chen Mu saw Ji Wuming.

Having not seen him for so many days, except for his look a little haggard and exhausted, the other party hasn't changed much, and he still has that outstanding temperament.

Wearing plain clothes, his face was pale but very clean.

At this moment, Ji Wuming's hands and feet were all equipped with iron chains made of special steel, and just in case, he locked the opponent's Danhai with profound spirit nails.

He is now an ordinary person.

"Are you still used to living?"

Chen Mu sat on the chair opposite Ji Wuming and asked with a smile.

The light in the room was dim, and Ji Wuming in the corner seemed to be shrouded in a shadow. After hearing Chen Mu's words, he laughed slightly at himself: "It's hard not to get used to it."

"Then let's go straight to the topic, do you know the reason why I came to you today?"

"Probably understand."

Ji Wuming said softly. "The people who have the world will rescue me."

Chen Mu looked directly at the opponent's dark eyes, then set his eyes on the scar on the opponent's neck, and said lightly: "The Vermillion Bird hall interrogated you, but unfortunately there was no gain."

Ji Wuming said: "Because I really don't know, I don't understand why they rescued me, and I don't understand... what value I have for them."

"I believe you."

Chen Mu showed a smile.

Ji Wuming said: "Thank you."

Chen Mu took out a piece of information, speaking slowly: "We have uncovered a member of the Heaven and Earth Society hidden in the Devil Division. He is Ji Dachun. He is currently one of the altar masters of the Heaven and Earth Society and has a high status. I plan to do so. Replace him in the inside of the Tiandihui, but for the sake of a perfect solution, I hope you can cooperate with me."

Ji Wuming listened quietly, his expression always calm.

After hearing the words ‘Ji Dachun’, his eyes moved slightly, and a trace of loneliness disappeared.

He looked at Chen Mu with bright eyes: "How are you going to convince me."

"Your daughter."

"By threatening my family?"

Ji Wuming smiled and shook his head, with an indifferent taunt at the corner of his lips. "The moment I entered the prison of life and death, all threats were useless."

Chen Mu took the tea from Heiling, blew the tea, and said slowly:

"If you say, I can save your daughter?"

Ji Wuming was expressionless.

He has heard many people say this sentence, but none of them can honor it.

Even if he admired Chen Mu very much, he would not blindly trust the other party, promising that anyone would give it, and anyone would blow the cowhide.

Chen Mu naturally understood Ji Wuming’s mood, and motioned to Heiling to add another cup of tea to the other party, and said lightly: "I will try it, but I want you to make a promise first, if I really cure your daughter’s Juemai, will you be loyal to the Queen Mother."

Heiling carried the newly brewed tea leaves and placed them on the table next to Ji Wuming.

There was a wisp of heat from the mouth of the cup, transpiring in the room, as if a fleeting blue smoke filled their eyes, adding a little silence.

After a long time, Ji Wuming looked at Heiling at the door.

Hei Ling hesitated for a moment, closed the thick iron door and left the room, leaving only the two to talk.

"How sure are you."

For the first time, a glimmer of hope ignited in Ji Wuming's indifferent eyes, as a scorching blade stared at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu said: "50%."

After all, he still didn't know how to use venom to cure diseases, so he gave a conservative estimate.

"You are honest."

Ji Wuming smiled slightly, the sharpness in his eyes disappeared.

He stretched out his hand to hold the warm teacup and slowly said: "I will not be loyal to the Great Yan Dynasty, nor will I be loyal to your Majesty or the Queen Mother."

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows: "Why? Do you think I'm lying to you?"

Ji Wuming leaned forward a little, the iron chain rustling on his body, he said every word: "If you can really save my daughter...I Ji Wuming, only loyal to you."

...

After a stick of incense, Chen Mu came out of the Vermillion Bird Hall.

Holding an umbrella in his hand.

Hei Lingsheng found the umbrella because he was afraid that the man on the lord might have caused the wind and chill, so that the lord would not say why he didn't feel sorry for her husband last time.

In short, as a subordinate, it is so helpless.

Chen Mu walked slowly on the street, his thoughts like a drizzle in the soft wind, blowing back and forth, fluttering in all directions one after another.

It seemed that Ji Wuming had expectations of him.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

As long as his daughter is cured, then Ji Wuming's character will fully dedicate his own loyalty.

Once such a person is recovered, it is difficult to defect.

But if he fails to treat his daughter, there is no more trust between him and Ji Wuming, and the other party will not cooperate.

At that time, all plans will be reset.

"I hope God will bless me, and I hope'Things Beyond Heaven' will give me some Face."

Chen Mu murmured. "As long as you can take in the Baidi holy sword, it would be nice to have an errand runner when you go out in the future, or be a bodyguard."

Although there is the little scumbag of Yin Hades beside her.

But this woman always refuses to be disciplined.

When you are in a good mood, you will follow behind as a bodyguard. If you are in a bad mood, you will run to be an assassin or hook up with other women, and you will get used to your freedom.

But Chen Mu was not worried.

Because he believes that one day he can sleep this woman and be submissive.

"Master Chen, love tiger oil."

Turning the street, Chen Mu was about to go back to take care of Meng Mei's wife, and the familiar voice floated to his ears, especially gentle in the drizzle.

In the alley.

Miss Xia is holding an oil paper umbrella.

The pretty Ting stood.

Today, she is wearing a pure white dress, with a jade-white tassel belt around her slender waist, which highlights her incomparably graceful figure.

In the rain and mist, she was like a fragrant blooming lilac, rhyming with a bright and moving temperament.Those exquisite tender feet are wrapped in beautiful green embroidered shoes.

Step on the shallow rain.

Chen Muqingjun's face unconsciously raised a smile, and just about to step forward to say hello, after seeing the situation in front of him, his heart suddenly moved.

His eyes lit up.

Emotions fluctuate with the environment. Only by seizing all available environments to induce emotions can you get half the result with half the effort when picking up girls.

This is his consistent experience in previous lives.

So Chen Mu's eyes condensed the ultimate tenderness...

He walked over slowly, using a warm and mellow voice full of magnetism, and read a modern poem that, although not in line with the background of the times, fits the scene very well:

"Holding the oil paper umbrella, alone

Hesitating in the long, long and lonely rain alley

I hope it's like a clove

Sad girl

She has

The same color as lilac

Fragrance like cloves

..."

The queen mother dislikes those loiterers who use poems at every turn to deceive girls' hearts.

I think such a man is too superficial.

However, now, listening to the inexplicably sad and moving sentences that are obviously not like poems, curiosity and gleaming light can't help overflowing from those beautiful eyes of the city.

Is this a poem? But it's too simple.

But it sounds very emotional.

Coupled with the situation last night, she was confused, and she was unconsciously seduced by the man.

As for the chaos of the law last night.

I'll talk about it in detail later.

Rain is like poem, umbrella is like poem, beauty is like poem, man is like poem...

This scene of coincidence and emotional rendering has undoubtedly become the most memorable memory of the two in the future, warm and poetic.

The man passed by.

At that moment, Miss Xia, whose emotions were ignited, turned around quickly.

I saw the man looking at her tenderly: "Miss Xia, love tiger oil."

The woman was stunned, then pursed her lips and smirked, deliberately teasing: "Master Chen is writing poetry? It's too vulgar. If you are heard by those talented people, you will definitely be scolded to death."

For some reason, her heartbeat speeded up slightly at this moment.

It shouldn't.

Inexplicably, the scene I watched last night came to mind.

She was planning to leave when she saw half of it last night, but somehow, she smelled a very strange scent, and her mind was dizzy.

then……

It's so embarrassing, there has never been that kind of situation in this life.

In short, when she returned to the dormitory last night tossing and turning, she was always unable to sleep, fell asleep in a daze, but those scenes were still in her dreams.

Dreaming of a big python, staring at her fiercely.

"Go, I'll take you to eat something?"

Chen Mu threw away the umbrella in his hand.

Looking at the bamboo umbrella rolling on the ground, Miss Xia remembered the situation in the last rain, so she also learned to throw away the umbrella, habitually put the catkin in the palm of the man's hand, her eyes bright and glaring: "Don't be tofu again. NS."

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Chen Mu asked.

Miss Xia smiled, bit her pink lips, tilted her head and thought for a while, and said crisply: "Whatever, as long as it is delicious."

"Then you can only eat Calabash, I will make it for you alone."

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