This host can deal with it, let her be a villain, she really does

Chapter 119: Passionate but always ruthless, I just feel like I can’t laugh (37)

He looked down at it for a long time, then wrapped his big hands around the white color.

It was cold and soft, making people reluctant to let go after holding it. He couldn't help but tighten his grip.

Shen Yue was stunned by his sudden overly intimate action and blinked in confusion.

A man's worried voice sounded in my ears, "Why are your hands so cold?"

It was obvious that his attention was not where it should be.

Shen Yue tugged at the man's clothes again with emphasis, and pointed at the corner of his clothes that was held by the child.

Changsheng seemed to have just reacted now. As if he was afraid of waking up the child on the bed, he leaned very close to her, and his thin lips would touch her earlobe when he spoke.

"Just take off your robe."

When Shen Yue heard this, she felt that this method was feasible, so she took it off.

After taking off the outer robe, Shen Yue's figure became even more frail, and the waist tied by the belt was extremely slender, as if it could be broken with a little force.

Changsheng took off his robe and put it on her body, part of it dragging on the ground. After all, the height difference between the two of them was quite big.

Changsheng held her hand and went out, and gently reminded her in her ear when going down the steps.

The road was very smooth. This was the first time that someone was holding her hand to walk. Although Shen Yue was blind, because of Pang Bo's spiritual power and extremely high cultivation level, she could also sense any living or dead thing next to her, except for Outside of sight, there is actually no difference from normal people.

But Fengyan Valley imprisoned the cultivation in her body, making her no different from an ordinary blind person.

Shen Yue has always stayed in the wooden house and rarely goes out. Even if he goes out, he is nearby and has Yao'er pulling him, so it is not too difficult.

The two hands were touching each other, and the temperature was as good as ice and fire.

Changsheng's hands were big and hot. Wrapping her cold hands in his palms, she felt a rare warmth.

The person whose hand he held was very obedient and quietly let him hold him. Changsheng's eyebrows couldn't help but soften a bit.

The two of them came to a peach blossom tree and sat on the ground.

This wine is Wuliangye brewed by Changsheng himself.

In the world for three thousand years, the five grains of food turned into jade liquid.

It is brewed by gathering the aura of heaven, earth and man, and selecting five kinds of high-quality grains: sorghum, glutinous rice, rice, wheat and corn.

It has a long aroma, mellow taste, sweet taste, and refreshing throat.

It is truly an outstanding product.

The smell was indeed very fragrant. Shen Yue couldn't hold it back and drank two more glasses, but he didn't know that the wine had such great staying power.

She closed her eyes, looking like she was taking a nap after being too drunk.

Changsheng looked at the people sitting on the floor, maybe she was really a little drunk. Her back, which was always as straight as a green bamboo, was slightly bent, making her look a little lazier.

Changsheng looked at it with a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were gentle and affectionate.

"Yueyue..."

He called softly, calling out the name he had always wanted to call but didn't dare to.

Shen Yue seemed to hear her name, and then her long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing her blurred light red eyes.

There were pink petals falling on her shoulders and hair. Changsheng took them gently, holding them in her hands but reluctant to throw them away.

Shen Yue looked at him with half-squinted eyes, like a beautiful woman, with sickly white skin that was almost transparent under the faint afterglow of the morning sun and seemed to disappear at any time.

Changsheng's heart suddenly stung, and the pain spread throughout his limbs and bones, causing dense pain.

He touched Shen Yue's hair and sighed, "Who do you want the medicine to bring back to life to save?"

Shen Yue blinked slowly, her eyes were quiet and cold, and she looked at Changsheng silently, as if she was not drunk at all.

She raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were fixed, only the tips of her ears were slightly red.

Changsheng's whole body was burning with this gaze. Even though he knew that she couldn't see him at all, his heart could not help but beat wildly. He would listen to what she said the next second.

"Save a dead man."

Chang Sheng's hand that was touching Shen Yue's hair slid down slightly, and his fingertips gently and tenderly rubbed her face.

The voice became deeper and deeper: "Is that person... important?"

The drunk Shen Yue's thoughts were extremely slow, always slow and honest, "It's very important."

Because she is the heroine, it is very important.

If the heroine dies and has to start over again, over and over again, her mission will never be completed, and she will never be able to return to her real home.

That being said, it is of course very important.

"Is it more important than life?" Changsheng's hand movements became lighter and lighter. His hand was very hot, which made Shen Yue, who was afraid of the cold, move closer almost subconsciously.

He rubbed it twice like a kitten.

Chang Sheng came closer and pressed his forehead against hers, staring stubbornly at those unfocused eyes with his paranoid and dark eyes.

"Yueyue, answer me."

Shen Yue was feeling dizzy and nodded casually.

The expression on Changsheng's face disappeared, and his anger suddenly grew.

What he knows, he obviously knows.

Shen Yue had already stated her purpose from the beginning without any cover-up. The reason she stayed here was for the medicine. She saved him in the first place for the medicine.

Later, she waited in the cabin like a virtuous wife for his return, also for the sake of medicine.

Or in other words, everything is for the other person.

A person who is very important to her, more important than life.

Changsheng didn't know that those delicate and stinging emotions that almost swallowed him up were called jealousy. The ugly and unwilling cold and hot jealousy was like an evil ghost crawling out of the eighteenth level of hell, injecting all those extreme emotions into his body. inside his body.

His breathing became much heavier, and his gentle eyebrows were lonely, "What if there is no medicine to bring the dead back to life at all?"

"Yes, there must be." Shen Yue retorted subconsciously. It was indeed in the original plot.

Chang Sheng clenched his teeth, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he moved his Adam's apple, "What if, after giving you the medicine, I will die? Do you still want it?"

Although Shen Yue was already in a daze, after hearing the word "death" from Changsheng's mouth, she still subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The ends of his eyes were red, and his plump lips were also red. Those beautiful eyes could not focus on his face, making him look slightly helpless.

"Don't...don't die."

She couldn't see, so she could only hold on to the man's clothes with great effort.

Changsheng's eyes became hot, and something came up. He closed his eyes tightly, endured it, and breathed heavily, "But don't you still have a very important person waiting for you to save?"

Shen Yue didn't know if he understood, but she simply grabbed the corner of his clothes and muttered to herself, always repeating those three words.

"Don't die...don't die..."

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