Senior Green Tea Turned Into an Abused Heroine

Feng Ziying's long and narrow eyes stared coldly at the blue light farther and farther away.

When Shang Yuan saw Han Yu and Lin Xiaocha who had disappeared suddenly, he seemed to be in disbelief that the dignified Han Yu would take people away so directly.

If Wu'er used her blood to save Hanyu who should have died in the Burial Ground, then he should be grateful to her.

But now it seems that it is definitely more than that. The emotions hidden under his indifferent expression when he watched Wu'er were definitely not as simple as for the benefactor.

Shang Yuan heard from Master Jiang Chengzi mentioned that everything Han Yu had done for Zhu Yunguo was beyond the imagination of the world.

As for the specific contribution, Master did not say.

Not in the previous life, nor in this life.

It just said that he almost sealed up all his emotions and desires for Zhu Yunguo.

Once this kind of person's heart is opened, the desire that has been backlogged for thousands of years will be out of control like an avalanche.

But because of Han Yu's character, even if it was the Nine Heavens Profound Girl descending to the world, he couldn't open his heart.

How did Wuer provoke him?

Lin Xiaocha's legs were weak when he took the sword for the first time.

Suddenly being lifted up to a long sword that was not as wide as the sole of the foot, three thousand feet above the ground, and flying at such a speed, it would be strange not to be afraid.

Lin Xiaocha clutched Han Yu's arm tightly,

"No~No~Xianjun~~It's terrible~It's too fast~"

And Han Yu's hand encircled her waist.

In fact, he didn't think about ringing her so tightly at first, but she almost fell off the sword, and then she was tightly bound.

I don't want her waist to be so slender that she can't hold it.

And her tender begging for mercy seemed to scratch his heart.

Although she was still young and immature two years ago, she would show her natural charm from time to time.

And the fascination in her bones that has grown now is even more confusing.

He couldn't help but harder, and he tightened her tighter.

She clutched her arm tightly, and in the past two years, she could see that she had a very good life, her hands were soft and boneless, and her wrists were slender and delicate.

She was afraid that she couldn't even lift the sword.

Hoan Jian Xiu?

Thinking of this, there was a fire in his heart.

At this time she was still begging for mercy hummingly.

His chiseled Adam's apple moved up and down, and said calmly, "It's already slow enough."

It's really slow enough.

Lin Xiaocha didn't know the average speed of the flying sword, what counts as fast and what counts as slow.

She glanced at the soles of her feet.

He shouted again: "But it's so high~ I'm afraid of it~ Xianjun, let me go down~ I'm so scared~"

Han Yu's hand gently brought her around, causing her to turn around.

Face yourself.

This way, I can't see my feet, I can't see myself three thousand feet off the ground, and my fear is slightly reduced.

But as soon as he turned around, the smell of pine needles surrounded her.

Although it smelled nice and clean, it also made her nervous.

The line of sight just touched his broad chest.

Her heart was beating faster than she had just seen.

She had to raise her head high at such a close distance to see his face, and now his frosty face was not pretty.

"Xianjun, what's wrong with you?"

She can be said to be hateful to ask.

What happened to Han Yu?

He was angry.

And he lost control in an instant and took her with the sword.

The last time she almost lost control was when she climbed onto the bed to blow her back injury.

But that time he finally held back.

She seems to have this ability to make people lose control.

She shook her eyelashes and blushed and asked timidly: "Xianjun~Is it wrong for us to do this?"

After speaking, she bit her lip and pressed her small hand gently against her chest, keeping a distance from herself, looking like Zhenlie.

Han Yu raised his brows and released the hands that held her slender waist.

Lin Xiaocha was just doing something just now, showing her reservedness, and dividing her distance from him.

But I don't want him to really let go of his hand.

Before he completely let go of her, he was so frightened that she grabbed his neck and put her whole body on his body without saying, wishing that she could even put her feet on his legs.

So as not to fall by yourself.

Han Yu is not afraid of the severe cold and heat, and they are all those two layers of robes, but now it is summer, Lin Xiaocha is very thinly dressed.

She pressed her whole body on her body, and the bulging chest was also in front of him.

Soft but full.

Compared with the time when I was in the Burial Grounds, it was a little different.

Let him have a sense of suffocation instantly.

The hands hanging on both sides loosen and hold again, and hold back and forth loosely.

Blue veins also appeared on the cold white skin.

And the culprit looked at himself with a slap in his face, "Xianjun, why don't you hug it~ We are not afraid of the shadow crooked, and we sit upright, I think it's very appropriate, very appropriate."

There were little stars in her apricot eyes.

Hateful and pathetic.

Her plump mouth looks like a layer of honey, which is more translucent in the sun, moisturizing and translucent.

The scent of tea she breathed out blew her face.

He spit out an almost scorching breath.

He put his arms around her waist and clasped the back of her head.

Yeli's eyes became darker.

Lin Xiaocha was startled and was about to turn her head away, but his palms were big and his fingers were long, so she couldn't move at all.

His waist was also hugged, unable to move.

So he could only twist his **** symbolically in protest.

This stubbornness made the end of his eyes flush on his cold face all the year round, and the hand that inserted her hair became harder.

Lin Xiaocha's scalp felt the touch of his cold fingertips.

It made her shudder slightly.

She looked at his glazed eyes, "Xian, Xianjun..."

Then tightly grabbed the clothes on his chest with a small hand.

But suddenly, the back of his head was buckled by his hand, and his entire face was pressed against his broad chest.

I just feel that the temperature on his body will be cold for a while, which is very peculiar.

Han Yu clasped her arms with blue veins bulging, but still controlled her strength for fear of hurting her.

Because she is too delicate, she will break when she pinches it gently.

But she heard her hum and chirp in front of her chest: "Uuuuu~Xianjun, I can't breathe."

Han Yu:...

Lin Xiaocha once again fell on the mountain and sea peak,

After Han Yu landed, he let go of her like an okay person, the red at the end of his eyes had faded.

Still the cold and holy appearance.

The scenery of mountain and sea peaks is also thin when described as a fairyland on earth.

Such people, such scenes, should only appear in paintings or dreams.

It is inevitable that people feel relaxed and happy.

But Lin Xiaocha is a vulgar person.

No matter how beautiful she is, she can’t be eaten, nor can she buy her Bulgari or Tiffany.

But her one hundred million is fine!

Lin Xiaocha was a little angry.

Do not!

She is very angry!

How could he let her and her 100 million be separated like this?

She was about to open her mouth to seek justice for herself.

He slowly moved his eyes towards him, and the cold and powerful aura completely suppressed her.

Let her become weak at once.

"You are so bold." He said coldly.

Lin Xiaocha was taken aback.

Han Yu used declarative sentences, which were not turbulent, but he could hear the impossibility of majesty in the words.

If the person is guilty, he will kneel on the spot.

However, Lin Xiaocha has a very strong psychological quality. Although she was panicked, she pouted her lips and muttered in a low voice:

"Xianjun, you are fierce."

Han Yu knew that she had a lot of tricks, but she didn't expect that she had a lot of thoughts, and she was extremely bold.

His tone did not soften, and he still stared at Lin Xiaocha, "Blood offering the Demon King Egg under my nose?"

At this time, his eyes became colder.

Lin Xiaocha suddenly missed a shot in her heart.

She knows that quibbling is not good for herself, she can only admit half and half shame.

She walked up to Han Yu, shook his sleeve and looked at him with starry eyes, "Xianjun is so powerful, how can you tell that it is a demon king egg at a glance? Look, it looks completely delicious now Duck eggs."

Han Yu glanced at her, raised her long arms, and was about to brush away her hand that was holding her sleeve.

But she didn't want her to change a sleeve immediately.

Lin Xiaocha said again: "Xiaocha didn't have blood sacrifices under your eyelids. At that time, Xiaocha cut his hands and infiltrated it inadvertently in order to save the immortal."

After that, he looked at Han Yu seriously and innocently.

When Han Yu heard this, his eyes softened slightly.

"What happened after? For two full years, you accidentally put blood on the eggs on the fifteenth of each month?"

Lin Xiaocha looked at Han Yu incredulously and said, "Xianjun, where is there such a coincidence in the world?"

Han Yu:...

Lin Xiaocha continued: "You rejected me and ignored me that night. I was not kidnapped by the black bear spirit. At that time, the danger was all around, and I accidentally learned that the demon king egg would not hatch until the fifteenth blood sacrifice every month. Xiao Tea has a dull talent and poor spiritual roots. Thinking that if the Demon King is side by side, no one would dare to bully me."

As soon as her voice fell, two lines of clear tears were drawn down, but she did not seem to dare to cry, biting her trembling lower lip, letting tears drop on the grass.

Han Yu remembered the accident she suffered because of her negligence on that stormy night.

His expression suddenly became a bit more complicated and guilt, and he said lightly: "Don't bite your lip."

Lin Xiaocha reacted and loosened her teeth.

But she was really nervous just now, biting harder, leaving tooth marks on her pink lips.

Han Yu looked at it and sighed lightly. There were still some things that he wanted to ask her and swallowed back.

Lin Xiaocha saw him calm down, but she was still a little flustered, no, there were more variables in Tianyu Mountain than she had imagined.

If it was impossible, she had to abandon the car to protect her commander, and quickly got married with Shang Yuan, and said after taking one hundred million.

For the rest of your life, save some flowers.

Ugh…

The money was spent too casually.

By the way, there is another half a million from Feng Ziying.

It's really impossible to complete Jin Zhifeng's two million and then leave. Anyway, it's almost a goal. It's a pity to give up.

Finally the system couldn't help it again: [Host, you are endless like this, afraid that you will lose a lot of money. 】

Lin Xiaocha: [Okay, okay, you make sense. 】

Lin Xiaocha said seriously: "Xianjun, Xiaocha really didn't expect to have such a big disturbance with my egg today, I decided not to incubate it anymore."

"I was deeply impressed by you when Xianjun slashed the earth with a sword. I felt that the swordsmanship was so heroic. Since I no longer hatch my eggs, I think I'll go to Shang Xianjun to learn swords."

Han Yu's expression became colder, no matter where she wanted to learn swords, she just wanted to go to Shang Yuan.

Shang Yuan was indeed capable of sword repair, but he was even worse than himself.

Her attitude towards Shang Yuan was the same as she had towards herself two years ago.

Thinking of this, he felt a little sore in his heart and rubbed his temples with his slender fingers.

Lin Xiaocha slowly raised her eyes and asked tentatively: "Xianjun, you won't let me go."

Han Yu glanced at her, "I brought you here just to ask about the Demon King Egg. Where do you want to go, I won't interfere."

Lin Xiaocha breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Yu drew a talisman, "The past is his imperfect peak."

Lin Xiaocha gave Han Yu a farewell, and happily jumped toward the Fumen.

Han Yu's face became darker.

He said lightly: "It's just that if the Sixth Elder wants to throw your Demon King Egg, Shang Yuanhu can't protect it, it depends on its good fortune."

Lin Xiaocha stepped across Fumen's legs and froze suddenly.