Chen Wanqing pondered for a while, then calmly analyzed.

This is not only a ballet issue, but also a matter of the dignity and face of this ancestor. His attitude is clearly saying: Don’t think that if you are dreaming, I won’t settle the score later.

So in this situation, if there is a slight mistake, it is likely to be killed on the spot.

Faced with this situation, Chen Wanqing decided to adopt a defensive tactic, so she yawned very exaggeratedly and started to act: "I'm so sleepy, good night."

Then he climbed onto the bed tremblingly, trying to cover his head with a quilt and not look at the person in front of him.

As long as you don't follow me, the danger will not catch up with me.

But as soon as she climbed onto the bed, Xie Wuyan grabbed her ankle. Before he could react, he leaned down and supported his hands on Shen Wanqing's side, with a shadow covering her.

It was obviously ambiguous action, but Xie Wuyan's tone was very cold, making people feel no warmth: "Didn't you say that you follow my instructions?"

"I regret it," Chen Wanqing condemned himself very smoothly, "There is nothing to do, because I am a heartless and ungrateful little wolf."

Xie Wuyan smiled and said, "Don't admit it?"

Chen Wan's love is sincere: "Ah, right, I'm so hateful."

Now that she is so righteous, Xie Wuyan is a little suspicious of life.

He originally thought that he had gradually become accustomed to the unusual way of speaking, but he did not expect that someone in the world could scold himself so righteously.

She was completely embarrassed, but instead made Xie Wuyan feel as if she had done something that was sorry for her.

Xie Wuyan was a little irritated.

Most of the people who made him so irritable before died early, either burning their souls to ashes on their bodies, or their heads were crushed and their necks were broken.

But the person who was living well in front of him was still chirping and arrogantly.

Moreover, I was so annoying that I didn't want her to die. Instead, I felt that she was so annoying and was so soft-hearted that I wanted to just follow her words and let her get through it.

...Xie Wuyan didn't know what kind of emotion this was.

In the past, he thought others were brain-related, but now for the first time he began to doubt whether he had been locked up for hundreds of years and had some problems with his brain, or was there any side effects of the seal curse.

Chen Wanqing didn’t know what Xie Wuyan was thinking.

She just felt that the two of them were so ashamed of their current position. She was a little girl after all, and she was always shy.

What's more, Xie Wuyan's hair was a little wet, his brows were slightly frowning, and his collar lowered and his fair chest revealed. Especially now, his angle is very amazing, just like a wonderful angle that can be seen with abs.

I am so ignorant that I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Chen Wanqing feels that his heart is beating quite fast.

She tried to turn her head and close her eyes, but her mind began to automatically play the pirated scene of Xie Wuyan in her dream.

She was startled and opened her eyes immediately.

It must be because I have been single for too long.

must.

Chen Wanqing took a deep breath and brewed his emotions: "That... I think this posture is quite tiring, otherwise you can change it?"

Xie Wuyan felt it made sense, so he lay very naturally beside her, and then reached out to grab her back in front of him.

Chen Wanqing: "..." It's not like this that you want to change.

But she found that she had gradually become accustomed to the profession of pillows. After all, due to the situation, she could not drive others down and hit the floor. Moreover, she saved her life, and it would be nothing to be wronged to be a pillow for him.

But halfway through, Chen Wanqing suddenly realized something was wrong: "Wait, let me ask, that dream-absorbing demon..."

"Oh, it's dead." Xie Wuyan said.

Chen Wanqing felt something was wrong, so she thought for a moment, then lifted the quilt up.

Grass, the monster has long died, so what kind of innocent courtesan she plays here???

*

"Whether this monster is dead or alive, you can open your mouth." The poster slowly covered the tea with the tea cup and took a sip, "Who knows if you are making up lies to fool me."

Ji Feichen: "Mr. Xie is open and honest, not to mention that human life is at stake at this time, so we will definitely not deceive anything."

The open and honest Xie Wuyan was playing with her hair that was so full of love.

For some reason, she felt that since that night, this ancestor was really a bit too clingy.

"You don't know whether to deceive or not is not your fault." The poster put down the teacup, "So I'll bother you to stay in this city for more days. When I confirm that there will be no such thing, I can hand over Miss Jiang Shujun's contract to you."

"I understand." Ji Feichen raised his eyes and glanced at the people around him, "Since that's the case, we will stay for a while to make sure that there are no monsters that can cause trouble before leaving."

In fact, the matter of staying in the city for the time being was agreed early in the morning.

Although the monster has been removed, there are many doubts. For example, why can this dream-eating demon be able to lower his eyes and enter the dream of sinking love in Xie Wuyan?

Besides, this is not a great monster with very deep cultivation, and should not have such ability.

Unless, someone cooperates.

After this incident was passed in the team, Ji Feichen decided to explain it differently to the poster. Because no one knew who the person who cooperated with him was, even the poster of the poster of the full moon building was not trustworthy.

"Thank you all the alchemists." The owner of the Moon Tower raised his hand and whispered a few times with the maid beside him, then said, "I've been troubled by you recently. I'm not sure what to say."

Chen Wanqing looked at the head and saw the two maids bringing out two red silk plates with a whole row of gold stacked on them. She was immediately happy. It seemed that it was not a big loss to be a bait this time.

She was moved to decide that she would work diligently in her bait career in the future without any complaints.

Then Ji Feichen said, "The master of the post, you don't have to be too polite. We are definitely not a thing outside of this. Please take it back."

Chen Wanqing: "?" What is the external thing?

Then the two fought for three rounds like their aunt and mother pushing each other for red envelopes.

In the end, Ji's mother won.

The poster was very moved: "That's right, it's me who took it easy. Mr. Ji is indeed as open and honest as the rumor, and his reputation is well-deserved."

After saying that, he asked someone to remove the gold.

Feng Yao was also very moved and handed over a positive look.

The two of them just looked at each other, their eyes surging with turbulent waves, all of which were admiration, as if they were about to sublimate in the next second.

Chen Wanqing looked at the gold that was being brought down before he could touch it, and slowly raised a question mark: "?"

Why don’t she asks her, she is very unrighteous!

After losing gold, Chen Wanqing looked like a eggplant caused by frost. She put her chin on the table, staring blankly with no hope, and decided to quit her job as a bait on the spot to protest.

Xie Wuyan glanced at her and let go of the little hair he was pinching on his hands, as if he was thinking.

"By the way, since I'm not in a hurry to leave, I have something difficult to do here, I want to ask you for help."

He Fangshi, who had been lying beside the outsider, suddenly remembered something, slapped him, took out an envelope from his clothes and handed it over, "I am a little in the city, but some time ago, there was some evil spirits at the prefect's house, which seemed a bit tricky. After hearing that some capable monster catchers came to the city, I dragged me to give you this letter and invited you to talk to you."

Ji Feichen took it, glanced briefly, frowned slightly, and handed the letter to Feng Yaoqing.

Feng Yaoqing looked at it, showed the same serious expression, and nodded at him.

That night, the two of them went to the prefect's house. After secretly discussing it all night, the next day, they sent a message asking Chen Wanqing to pack up and clean up, and took everyone to the prefect's house for a temporary stay.

It can be seen that the prefect really attaches great importance to their group.

The carriage sent to pick up people was decorated very gorgeously. The entire high-end private room exuded the temperament of "I am super rich".

Since that day, Xie Wuyan's clingy index has risen sharply, comparing with the Xuanniao who comes to his house every day to eat and drink. He has already run over at midnight to use himself as a pillow as a daily task.

Jiang Shujun, in modern times, is a professional CP fan, and he also produces fan works manually. He embroidered and painted in the inn every day, and painted the fan of the two of them, and also embroidered a pair of mandarin duck handkerchiefs and stuffed them into their hands.

…Chen Wanqing was very worried that Xie Wuyan would strangle Jiang Shujun to death like before because of impatientness.

But unexpectedly, Xie Wuyan's patience is pretty good this time. He actually calmly handed over the fan products that Jiang Shujun sent continuously.

On the carriage, Chen Wanqing and Xie Wuyan sat here.

Jiang Shujun sat on the other end.

He stared at the two people brightly throughout the whole process, and any movement would open his eyes and show a "wow" expression.

Chen Wanqing is a little tired, even more tired than dealing with Zeng Ziyun.

This female supporting role must be dealt with earlier.

Arrived at the destination soon.

"Immortals wait for a moment, and I will go and tell the prefect."

Chen Wanqing couldn't sit still, so he jumped out of the sedan chair and prepared to wander around and move his limbs.

Escape from Jiang Shujun's sight.

As soon as I stood firm, I heard a little noise coming from a wall, and then the sound on the top of my head gradually became clear.

"Young Master, you must not."

"Don't be willful anymore. If the master finds out, he will be furious again."

A young male voice with some impatience came from his head: "I care whether he loses his temper or not. If he gets angry, he will be held in the mansion if he has a serious problem. Sooner or later, he will become sick."

After saying that, he turned over from the wall and jumped up very handsomely.
To be continued...