The Villainess Won’t Let the Main Leads Break Up!

Shen Wanqing felt speechless.

She turned and stared at Zeng Ziyun's eyes seriously for a while, and Zeng Ziyun also stared at herself seriously.

The atmosphere remained deadlocked for a long time.

In the end, Shen Wanqing sighed, stretched out his hand to put on Zeng Ziyun's shoulder, and eagerly advised her: "You better give up."

Zeng Ziyun's face changed, her neck flushed and her eyes flushed: "You look down on me?"

…No, how did you come to this conclusion.

"I mean," Shen Wanqing tried to explain, "Xie Wuyan is not the kind of person you can approach."

Zeng Ziyun gritted her teeth and clenched her fists: "So you are threatening me now, right?"

Shen Wanqing felt that this person was a little difficult to communicate: "I don't have..."

"No need to explain!"

Zeng Ziyun slapped Shen Wanqing's hand, her tone was cold: "No matter how you stop me, I won't give up. You should die of this heart. By the way, I advise you, no matter how unscrupulous people like you, no matter what. Sticking to Master Xie, he won't like you either."

After speaking, he stomped his foot and turned his head away.

Seeing Zeng Ziyun leaving behind, Shen Wanqing fell into thought.

How do you feel that this scene is familiar.

It's like a simple silly white sweet bravely chasing a favorite male god, and then being stopped by the cold and vicious female partner and saying: "You give up as soon as possible, he is not someone you can approach."

…The feelings circled around and I was still a vicious female partner.

"Why do you stand there stupidly?" Ji Feichen whispered when he heard the sound.

Shen Wanqing responded and trot to the table to sit down.

Ji Feichen scooped a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of her. He stretched out his hand distressedly and brushed the broken hair on her forehead, frowning and said: "It's hard for you. I have lost a lot these days."

Shen Wanqing, who has gained four or five jins of fat, almost can't wear a small skirt, is so ashamed that he wants to bury his head in a bowl.

Really, only your relatives will think you have lost weight.

Ji Feichen, who wears the "Thinner" filter, will become self-blaming when he feels distressed at first, and when he becomes self-blaming, he will madly add vegetables to her bowl until it becomes a hill.

Shen Wanqing sat beside him, holding his chopsticks, and felt embarrassed that the life of the meal has been a long time, so she also thanked Ji Feichen for putting some vegetables into Ji Feichen's bowl.

So the scene becomes two people picking dishes with each other, and none of the chopsticks in their bowl move—

"Sister has worked hard, sister eats more."

"No, brother worked hard, brother eats more."

Very harmonious and awkward.

But if you look further away, you will only feel that the atmosphere between the two is very harmonious.

For example, Xie Wuyan, standing upstairs, leaning on the railing and looking at the two downstairs.

He was holding some crisp cherry fruits in his hand. He didn't eat them, and tossed them one by one. The mysterious bird on his shoulder would reach for his head to pick it up, and then swallow them one by one into his stomach.

Shen Wanqing is a person who knows how to live.

Even if you stay in an inn, you will make your own little place in order.

The smell of fragrance in her room is all made by herself when she is idle and bored. It smells very comfortable, but it is not irritating. Just walk around in her room and she will be carrying some of this smell.

At this moment, Xie Wuyan had some smell on his body, which concealed the original **** smell, but it was incompatible with the lifelessness that pierced his whole body.

At the same time, the original owner of the smell was sitting at the table with a crooked smile, lowered his head and said this to the man beside him with joy.

Ji Feichen seemed to see something on the corner of her mouth, reluctantly took out the veil and handed it to her.

Shen Wanqing reached out and took it, thanking him sweetly.

"Snapped"

Xie Wuyan didn't even lift his eyelids, the crisp cherry fruit in his hand was crushed.

The mysterious bird, who was holding its mouth open and preparing to eat it, was frightened for a while. It swallowed hard, and finally realized that its owner's mood at the moment was surprisingly bad.

It was worse than when the group of cultivators hit the gate of the palace a hundred years ago and burned the flowers he worked so hard to raise.

When Xuanniao thought that his owner might be tempted to make a fuss, he turned around without saying a word and went straight into the house.

…This is probably the tranquility before the storm.

After eating, drinking, washing and washing, Shen Wanqing touched his stomach and returned to the room contentedly. He crawled back to the bed and wrapped the quilt, took out the script from the pillow, and prepared to read before going to bed.

She looked a little sleepy.

Sleepy, sleepy, fell asleep uncontrollably.

So when Xie Wuyan came to her room, she saw her lying on the bed in an extremely strange sleeping position, with the pillow kicked under her leg, her body was only half covered with a book on her face.

Xie Wuyan stretched out his hand, picked up the book, and glanced up and down.

The above said, "Shangguanqing pulled out Ling Xuejian, and the mountain collapsed and the ground broke and the mountain shook. With her powerful spiritual power, even the innocent demon Nangong Yan felt timid. She simply slashed the demon with a sharp sword. s head…"

What a broken book.

Xie Wuyan moved his fingertips and burned to ashes cleanly.

After doing these things, he sat down on the side of the bed, looked down at the lying on the bed, sleeping very peacefully.

Shen Wanqing slept soundly.

It's already summer, and the weather has gradually become sultry. Even if she only covers half of the quilt, she can always feel a sultry air enveloping her whole body, making people sleep uneasy.

Just as she felt irritated by the sultry heat, she suddenly felt some cold current coming.

Almost subconsciously, she rubbed in the direction of the air conditioner, and then touched something cold with her fingertips.

It's like a huge block of ice for relieving summer heat.

Shen Wanqing moved in the direction of the ice cube a little bit, first put his hand over, then put his head over, finally the whole person shrank into a ball and leaned against it.

Comfortable.

Shen Wanqing was at ease.

Sleep more sweetly as soon as I'm at ease.

Xie Wuyan fell into deep thought as he looked at the sorrowful sentiment that rested on him without knowing why.

He is in a bad mood tonight.

So it was originally intended to wake up Shen Wanqing directly and neatly, just like it did countless times before.

But when she saw Shen Wanqing curled up next to her like a kitten, and even put her head on his lap and refused to remove it, Xie Wuyan suddenly didn't want to wake her up.

Xie Wuyan stared at her for a long time, then stretched out his hand to choke her neck.

Shen Wanqing looked weak, and one hand could clasp her neck for the most part, as if she could break it easily with a little bit of force.

But in the end, he didn't do it.

He just moved his hand away gently, and by the way, pulled away a few strands of broken hair on her face, and rubbed her hair like a cat.

Shen Wanqing hummed his head and rubbed his palm.

It's itchy.

Xie Wuyan didn't move.

He leaned on the edge of the bed, lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, how long he had lived in this world.

It's too long, he can't remember.

When in Tiandao Palace, every night was spent in the dungeon. Accompanied by the smell of moisture, and the cold chains.

There is a skylight above the dungeon, which is mostly foggy.

There are no birds and beasts, nor can you see Yunyue.

Later he escaped from Tiandao Palace.

For Demon Domain, he used to be the running dog of the Heavenly Dao Palace, the executioner who brutally hunted down his own people. For those monks, he is a stubborn, tyrannical villain.

No matter which side it is, there is no place for him to live.

The way of heaven is not tolerated, nor is the way of devil.

Everyone said that he would surely provoke life.

No one had given him a choice before, and no one afterwards. Everyone said that, so he did it.

He destroyed a place and built his own palace there. He was the only one.

He just lived so lonely and peacefully, occasionally stepping on Xuanniao's back and turning around, looking at the expressions of horror and horror when those people saw him teasingly.

He has been like this for many years.

There is no difference between being alive and dying.

"Ah Autumn"

Shen Wanqing's nose was itchy, frowned and sneezed lightly, then changed his position and continued to sleep.

Xie Wuyan looked down at her.

For the first time like this, it was the first time someone was beside him and fell asleep so comfortably.

In this way, he appeared to be a normal person.

Shen Wanqing felt that last night was the most peaceful sleep he had had these days. Just like sleeping in an air-conditioned room until you wake up naturally, the whole person is refreshed.

She rolled over, closed her eyes and stretched out.

Then he stretched out his paw and touched something soft and cold.

It seems to be hair.

…Wait for whose hair?

Did you meet a ghost again?

Shen Wanqing woke up in an instant, she immediately sat upright and hugged the pillow, opening her eyes vigilantly.

Xie Wuyan leaned on the edge of the bed, with one hand on his knees, his eyes closed tightly, his thin lips pressed tightly, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was taking a nap.

"!!!"

Shen Wanqing was stupid.

It's better to meet a ghost.

Feelings used this ancestor as a human-shaped pillow for the whole night yesterday?

She hugged the pillow and stared at Xie Wuyan for a long time. Seeing that he was not moving at all, she cautiously crawled over and stretched out her hand to try his snort.

Still gas and gas.

When she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Xie Wuyan's eyelashes moved slightly, lifted his eyelids, and looked at her.

Shen Wanqing was startled, she immediately retracted her hand and waited for a while, wanting to wait for the ancestor to take the initiative to speak.

But after waiting for a long time, he found that he didn't seem to have the intention to speak, so he looked at himself quietly.

The situation is deadlocked.

Shen Wanqing thought for a long time, and felt that if he didn't say something, the two of them could stare at each other for a day.

She took a deep breath, then took out the pillow from her arms, straightened up and placed it behind Xie Wuyan's head, and then took out the quilt and covered him very perfunctorily.

Then he slowly crawled over him, stepped on his shoes, stood still, turned and bowed to him: "Okay, you continue to sleep."

Xie Wuyan: "..."

I think you are less like a normal person than I am.