"Of course I'm happy. Why do you always help me? It's useless to highlight me."

Ji Wuchen raised one hand and touched the back of her head. His hair passed through his fingers, leaving a pleasant fragrance.

"You are my wife, of course I will help you. Since you have gotten married to you, your family is my family. I will accompany you to protect them."

After finishing gentleness, he patted her gently.

"Don't always say that you are useless, what's useless, what you are for your husband is yours. Use it casually, and don't have any burden."

Anyway, in his eyes, there is nothing to say.

Qiao Qingyan kissed him, "Let's go, go home!"

Go home, home.

Ji Wuchen softened her whole body, hugging her tighter, and her clear voice dyed her gentle.

"Okay, go home."

When we returned to the temple, the sky turned just as dusk.

Qiao Qingyan was lying in his arms, slid her hands and feet on him, and her sleeping face was lazy.

With such a warm relationship, Ji Wuchen's whole heart melted and he gently kissed her hair.

He generously provided her with the most comfortable posture, making her sleep more comfortable, slowed down along the way, hoping to make time pass slower and slower.

As soon as the transmission shaft came out, the cool night wind blew.

After Ji Wuchen blocked it with his hands, he took out the clean clothes in the space, covered her body, and gently covered her head.

If you fall asleep and blow until the cold wind is bad, you may have a headache when you wake up tomorrow.

Qiao Qingyan was half asleep and half awake, and could feel his every move.

Without struggling, he rubbed his head into his clothes, smacked his lips, and slept even more recklessly.

It's great, the air you breathe is full of his breath.

The night water in the dark has long been numb to Ji Wuchen's considerate and gentleness, and even studied silently.

Originally, everyone was single old men, and no one had any experience.

Now Ji Wuchen has become a living textbook. Such a rare opportunity, but why don’t you remember it carefully?

Maybe it will be used later.

Without concealing or restraining, Ji Wuchen just hugged Qiao Qingyan and walked towards the temple gate.

You don't have to look at your face, you all know who this person is.

Apart from Miss Qiao, who else can touch her so much and get close to their Highness?

The people in the temple have already spread the story of Qiao Qingyan and his Highness.

The initial mopping team and the study manager had been subsequently dealt with by Ji Wuchen, and the other people in the temple were in harmony.

Qiao Qingyan also got along with them, and Ji Wuchen's series of actions proved her specialness.

Everyone has long regarded her as the mistress of the temple.

The temple guards occasionally cast their sights, secretly glanced at the two of them, and smiled slightly from the corners of their mouths.

Seeing His Highness so happy and sweet, they followed him happy.

And it has to be said that Qiao Qingyan's appearance made His terrifying Highness much gentler and more humane.

The original temple was a cold and warm temple of monks, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was every day.

Now it is like spring blooming, melting some of the icebergs of Your Highness, making everyone less afraid, and they also like Qiao Qingyan who brings vitality more.

It is amazing to change His Highness.

"Your Highness, Miss Qiao."

The guards bowed their heads and saluted them all, and respected them from the bottom of their hearts.

The entire temple is filled with harmony and warmth from top to bottom.

However, at this moment, a disharmonious voice suddenly appeared, with sharp and abrupt dissonance between the lines.

"Oh, is this still our ten thousand-year-old iceberg, the Lord of the Temple?

What is in my arms?

Is there anything good to hide, so why don’t you show Wei Mom?”

mother?

Qiao Qingyan opened her eyes suddenly.

This voice is very strange. Is it Ji Wuchen's mother?

This voice is inexplicably played, and the charming and deliberate tail lengthening is drawn, giving off a bit of a seductive feeling.

She had never heard Ji Wuchen mention his family, relatives, and knew nothing about his parents. Now she was finally going to meet?

At first, Qiao Qingyan thought that he would hide himself, but later she became more and more in love and understood him. She could clearly notice that Ji Wuchen didn't mention these because this was his secret pain.

His family doesn't seem to be happy.

It is precisely because of the bad thing that I am guarded, vigilant, and not trust easily... These messages flashed through my head, and Qiao Qingyan's eyes suddenly became cold. She raised her head and was about to look at people.

She wants to see who bullies her husband.

Just as he was about to poke his head out, a big palm pressed on his head, Ji Wuchen pressed her back to prevent her from showing her face.

Qiao Qingyan struggled a little, "You let me out, I want to see it."

"No viewing."

At this moment, Ji Wuchen's voice was tense, and coldness could pierce into the bone marrow, sending dangerous signals all over his body.

The torrent of anger rages between the eyebrows and eyes.

"I said that I will not allow this person to step into the temple within a radius of hundreds of miles. How do you do it?"

They were obviously waiting around, and when they came back, they suddenly appeared.

Every time I feel disgusted, the "mother" comes out of her mouth, which is an insult to his biological mother.

It’s not that I didn’t take action, but I had the idea of ​​killing again and again.

This woman and Xuanyuan Jinsong, the leader of the Tianshu Dynasty behind him, are a considerable force.

The two sides have already started wars several times.

It is not the best time to completely remove the other party, but it is a great contributor.

When the temple guards saw the visiting people, they were all prepared and unanimous to the outside world.

They hadn't noticed her around before, so she must have deliberately hidden her.

Li Wu's red lips are enchanting, her eyes are circling, so beautiful that her bones and hair are crispy.

There was no sign of fear on her face. In the blink of an eye, two rows of black-clothed guards flashed and protected her behind her.

The overall strength of these guards is inseparable from the temple.

It is Xuanyuan Jinsong's person.

Once the battle begins, it represents the battle between the Tianshu Dynasty and the Temple.

The same supreme strength is equal, and the sound is vast. The heaven and earth are thrust into the bones of the night wind, and the whistling sound is poured into the eardrums.

Li Wu's laughter was pleasant, "Wuchen~ Every time we meet, do we have to be so bloody?

When can you get along with me so gently?"

She could see clearly just now that when she came back with the woman in her arms, a soft light came over her body.

His deep and elegant appearance made her heart moved.

Ji Wuchen had no expression on his face, and he slashed out with a palm, pointing sharply at the center of her eyebrows.

I taught her a lesson many times, but I was not qualified to call him "Wuchen".

No matter what she said, she could disgust him.

Such a dirty woman is so dirty that she is simply dirty.

After following Xuanyuan Jinsong, he still didn't restrain his intestines and secretly had bad thoughts on him, which was ridiculous.

Whether it is Li Wu or Xuanyuan Jinsong, the degree of disgust is the same.

In this life, two people will definitely be killed.

When Ji Wuchen took action, even if it was not spiritual power, it was enough for Tianshu Guard to deal with it.

He used all his strength to resist, but was eventually knocked away and suffered internal injuries.
Chapter completed!