Chen Wanqing feels that he is a person with high stability.

Specifically manifested in-

While she was washing up, Xie Wuyan was looking at her.

While she started combing her hair, she hummed a song and picked up what kind of hairpin to use today, Xie Wuyan was still looking at her.

She turned around and started to whip her face in front of the dressing mirror, put on the makeup of a charming bitch, and put on some flower tablets with great interest, Xie Wuyan was still looking at her and let out a light tsk as if she was disgusted.

Chen Wanqing endured it and pretended not to hear it.

However, when she was about to start changing clothes, she realized that she had overestimated her concentration.

The eyes behind her were bright and burning, making her back burn. She pinched her skirt and stopped her hand that was about to untie her clothes. She was so hot that she doubted her life by this righteous gaze.

...So this person really thinks he is watching the live broadcast?

Chen Wanqing took a deep breath, grabbed her skirt and stood in front of Xie Wuyan, looked into his eyes, and tried to use his eyes to suggest that he could take the initiative to react.

However, he had no reaction.

He even showed an impatient expression of "what are you watching me do?"

Finally, Chen Wanqing couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to scold her all the swear words, but she swallowed it to the side and then showed a very amiable smile: "Brother, I suggest you close your eyes here. They are going to change your clothes."

"oh."

Then, she watched Xie Wuyan raise her eyes as if she suddenly realized the truth, then showed a disgusting expression, turned her head and closed her eyes as if perfunctory.

No, how can you humiliate someone by closing your eyes?

Chen Wanqing swallowed his anger and found a corner. Just as he was about to change his clothes quickly, he suddenly heard a knock at the door.

"Wangqing, am I in?" Ji Feichen shouted.

Hearing this, Chen Wanqing instantly straightened her back, looked at Xie Wuyan who was leaning against the bed and closed her eyes to rest, and her temples thrust and thrust.

"Squeak--"

Push the door open a gap.

"Wait--" She shouted, and rushed to Xie Wuyan.

Xie Wuyan raised his eyelids and looked at her.

Chen Wanqing was silent for a while, then took a deep breath, pushed him in with one breath, grabbed the quilt and covered him randomly, and then put it down.

As soon as he put down the bed tent, Ji Feichen pushed the door and came in: "How was the rest last night?"

As soon as he heard last night, Chen Wanqing slanted down his gaze with guilt, and glanced at the bed tent behind him: "...It's great."

She just hoped that Xie Wuyan could lie down so quietly and not make trouble for herself.

However, Xie Wuyan proved with his strength that he was not.

He turned over.

The bed board made a "squeak" sound, which looked particularly loud in the room.

Chen Wanqing wants to strangle him to death.

Ji Feichen turned his head and looked suspiciously in the direction of the bed: "Just now--"

"Ah, right," Chen Wanqing interrupted quickly, "Speaking of this, is there anything wrong with Brother Ji looking for me?"

Ji Feichen was diverted from his attention: "Well, we have been delaying here for too long. Seeing that your injury is not serious, I left tonight. You can clean up and don't miss anything."

After saying that, after talking a few ordinary words, he turned around and left.

Finally, Chen Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, turned back and lifted the bed curtain, and prepared to question Xie Wuyan with great momentum.

As a result, at first glance, Xie Wuyan was lying lazily on the bed with his arm pillowing on his head, holding the storybook in his hand, and clamping his index finger between the two pages, looking through with interest.

Chen Wanqing looked at the title of the book: "The Valley of the Heavenly Essence".

She has searched many stories all over the past few days, and after reading one, she can just stuff it to the edge of the bed.

This book tells the story of the love-hate entanglement between a master and his rebellious female disciple, and also involves shameful plots such as imprisonment that they are forced to take over and be cruel to their bodies and hearts but cannot get it.

"..." Chen Wanqing was immediately out of breath, replaced by a huge sense of shame.

She felt ashamed and didn't care whether she could beat her or not. She rushed forward and reached out to grab the book. Xie Wuyan seemed to be deliberately trying to tease her, so she raised her hand so that she couldn't reach it.

"Bang"

And at this moment, the door was pushed open again.

This time, I didn't give anyone any buffering opportunities like Ji Feichen. Zeng Ziyun was so excited that she asked casually: "Chen Wanqing, do you know where Mr. Xie has gone? I just gave him something but didn't see anyone..."

Grass.

Chen Wanqing's mind was blank, and he still kept grabbing books and didn't react.

Xie Wuyan raised his eyes, grabbed her back, and pulled her whole body forward. With a thumbshot, the bed tent lowered.

Zeng Ziyun looked into her head and saw no one.

She walked in suspiciously, shouted a few words in her throat, but no one responded. She turned her head and looked towards the bed, and inserted her waist: "Isn't you still asleep, right?"

After saying that, he reached out to lift the bed tent.

Shen Wanxiang was suffocated.

If Ji Feichen caught Xie Wuyan when he came in just now, maybe there was room for explanation.

Now the two of them are lying together in such an abnormal posture, and if they are caught, they will be unable to clean even if they jump into the Yellow River.

A corner of the bed tent was lifted, and a beam of light came in.

Her heart was ashamed.

Xie Wuyan lowered his head, looked at the drooping head in his arms, and the deep love like a wilted little rabbit, narrowed his long eyes slightly, and then he quietly pressed his hand slightly.

She was very thin, so small that she seemed to be able to easily rub her whole body into her arms after being nested in a ball.

“Huh?”

Zeng Keyun's screams did not come in anticipation.

She glanced suspiciously into the bed and frowned, "Aren't you in the room?"

Chen Wanqing was stunned and was about to look up, but Xie Wuyan grabbed the back of his head.

He raised an index finger and pressed it against her lips, with a smile on his eyebrows and eyes: "Shh."

The side of the lips caught off guard and touched a cold temperature, which made Chen Wanqing stunned for a moment.

She looked at the smiling eyes and then realized that it was probably Xie Wuyan who used some tricks.

Zeng Keyun didn't see anyone and left the room with her head touched her head.

Chen Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, held her up, knelt next to Xie Wuyan, patted her chest and said, "Thank you."

Xie Wuyan gently lifted a strand of her hair with his index finger, and he still had the lazy posture. He put it in his hand and played with it. After a while, he slowly answered: "Okay, why do you thank me?"

“…”

Chen Wanqing: You can do what you can.

Who is the one who caused it? How could you climb up so well?

*

I originally decided to leave at the hour of You, but some accidents happened temporarily, delaying for a while.

When Feng Yaoqing eliminated demons today, she underestimated the cultivation of the Mingwu ghost. After attacking, she was attacked by him while he was unprepared and suffered some minor injuries. Although it did not delay the trip, her body still suffered some losses. After taking the medicine, she fell asleep in the carriage.

The night gradually sinks and thick fog surges.

When we reached a village, the carriage gradually slowed down.

Ji Feichen's eyes were slightly condensed, and he opened the curtain. Xie Wuyan had been holding the sword and leaning against the table to close his eyes to rest, but now he opened his eyes as if he was sensing.

The smell of blood.

Not far from the village, there is a purple bamboo forest, which emits a strong smell of blood and resentment. Others may not feel much, but as long as a cultivator passes by, they can clearly smell this strong smell.

And at this moment, a gong and drum sounded suddenly.

Chen Wanqing lifted the curtain and looked out the window.

Several fire points lit up in the village, followed by gongs and drums. The group carried the red sedan chair, stepped on the rhythm of the sound, and walked slowly towards the direction of the purple bamboo forest.

It seems that it is a wedding ceremony, but the sound of gongs and drums does not make people feel at all happy, but is rather incredible.

Zeng Ziyun leaned over and said, "Who will hold the wedding in the middle of the night?"

Ji Feichen raised his hand and made a gesture of silence.

Looking closely, each of the villagers had no expression on their faces, which seemed more like a habitual numbness than joy or sadness.

Only an old couple walking next to the sedan chair was crying heartbroken.

While talking, a group of people passed by the carriage.
To be continued...