Wen Yiming is now like an ordinary person, and after walking around for a long time, he felt sleepy, and he went back to sleep for a long time, but he was awakened by the call of the book spirit in his mind.

He hasn't been as calm as he seems to be these days, and he's been in the middle of a bloody battle back to the south, even though the pony was absorbing the negative emotions before, but his mind was still affected.

In fact, he really didn't want to stay when he broke away from Shuangcheng, people have emotions, he Wen Yiming is not a pedantic person, nor is he a saint, he is desperately working for Shuangcheng to be looked at by Shu Jianfeng and his fellow disciples with suspicion, from the heart, he is angry.

With the cultivation of the two coffin mountains after the first battle of the coma, he was no longer able to restrain the complex emotions in his heart that corroded the death qi in his mother Jiang Xian's heart, the death of Feng Yi, the brothers turned against each other, the suspicion of Shuangcheng, and the miserable sound of the spirit of the book spirit being devoured, all of which made him feel tired, sleepy, and even aggrieved.

His long-term strong appearance kept him dead, and in the dead of night, his mind went from chaos to empty blankness, and sometimes he seemed to feel the voice of the book spirit weeping, which made him melancholy and depressed.

It was raining lightly outside the window, and the door opened when the cool breeze blew in.

Wen Yiming showed a reluctant smile, looking at the fifth autumn girl's hair with a little rain on it, he opened his mouth, but he didn't know where to start.

Fifth Qiu Wan put down the red candle, sat at the head of the bed with her skirt up, her gentle voice was full of heartache, "Brother Yiming, your heart is so messy." ”

Wen Yiming was silent, he knew that he couldn't fool the empathetic Fifth Autumn Girl, and her sword guts gave her subtle insight, maybe even the fragility in her heart at the moment could be felt.

"Can you tell me something? I'm willing to cry and laugh with you! I don't want to make you sad alone! The fifth autumn girl choked and fell on his chest, a virgin fragrance made him not as good as an ordinary person without restraint.

Wen Yiming hugged him into his arms and said softly: "I suddenly thought"

He wanted to say, suddenly wanted to marry a wife and have children like ordinary people, men and women weave, but was interrupted by the warm red lips of the fifth autumn girl, he was so happy, listening to the soft sound in his ears, he didn't know when it was soft, turned over and turned defense into attack, leaving everything behind and attacking the city and plundering the ground, the pretty faces of the people under him were flushed, but they responded enthusiastically.

The candlelight flickered, and the sound of the red wave was muffled by the sound of the rain hitting the plantain outside the window.

Dongfang was pale, Wen Yiming stroked the beauty with his hand, he gently stroked the messy green silk on the pillow, lowered his head and kissed the blush that could be broken by the blow, and looked at the fifth autumn girl's eyelashes trembling slightly, and couldn't help laughing, "Wife, the way you pretend to sleep is so cute!" ”

Fifth Qiu Wan opened her eyes and plunged into his arms, and said coquettishly: "Nasty, villain! ”

"My husband is not a bad guy, he is a dinosaur egg, quite domineering!" As he spoke, he put his hands up and down, causing the fifth autumn girl to wrap around his neck and surrender, "Don't, it's dawn." ”

As he spoke, he gently stroked the finger marks on Wen Yiming's shoulders and back, and there was heartache in his apologetic eyes, "Husband, it hurts you!" ”

"It doesn't hurt you!"

"Bad guys!"

Wen Yiming sat up and laughed, the door suddenly knocked, and the fifth autumn girl let out a low cry, hula like a frightened quail and retracted into the quilt, like an octopus, tightly wrapped around Wen Yiming, in order to reduce the abnormality of the bulge outside the quilt.

"Wait a minute, Amon, why did you come in!" Wen Yiming was about to get dressed, so he hurriedly covered the quilt with his backhand.

Amon strode over with a piece of rice paper in his hand, and said, "It's all my own brothers, politely wear wool, come, instructor, take a look, this is the result of my all-night hard work last night." ”

"Awesome!" Wen Yiming looked at the strange situation in the bed with a weak heart and said perfunctorily, he felt that ******** hug it again, and the dragon spear was sacrificed again.

Amon laughed, "Amazing, this is a fish egg, do you feel the artistic conception of the joy of fish and water, and there is also the subtlety of giving birth to a new life." ”

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, and was slightly alarmed, so frightened that Wen Yiming nodded hurriedly, waved his hand and said, "You go back first, and come over to communicate with you later." ”

Amon nodded and left, and was just about to go out when he suddenly turned around and said, "Your room is so fragrant!" ”

"Uh-haha, huh?" Wen Yiming waved his hand as a reminder.

"Why is the laughter in the morning so lewd?" Amon muttered and left.

"Damn, bring the door to Lao Tzu!" Wen Yiming was furious, put on his clothes, and hurriedly got out of bed to close the door, but saw Ling Qingping and Di Tianyu entering with a few pieces of rice paper.

Wen Yiming was shocked, Amon and Ling Qingping were okay to say, Di Tianyu was a brother-in-law, and he couldn't let him see the clues, so he hurriedly blocked it, waved his hand and said: "No matter what eggs you draw, go back and discuss it, I'm going to cultivate." ”

'Poof——! ’

The two of them looked at each other, and if they hadn't retreated quickly, they almost smashed their noses.

The sound outside the door disappeared, and it took two quarters of an hour for the fifth autumn girl to finish tidying up, and when she got out of bed, she was in pain, and she smiled slightly at Wen Yiming, she was angry, pouted and glared at him, opened the door and left.

Wen Yiming didn't leave the room, his mood recovered overnight, humming a little song that got his wish, and prepared to enter cultivation.

He is indeed able to cultivate, but he can't improve his cultivation, and he can only use it for recovery.

From the bottom of his heart, he was not happy, and the fifth autumn crossbow had a stormy night, he was combed through the meridians and injuries by an extremely gentle force, and that soft energy was obviously from the fifth autumn cross, he didn't know if it would hurt the fifth autumn cross's vitality.

Shu Ling is not there, he has no way of knowing this knowledge, and it is difficult for him to ask others to speak, he doesn't care, the old face is one, but the fifth autumn girl is different, he doesn't want her to be hurt and embarrassed in any way.

There is always a gap between the ideal and the reality, and if he doesn't want to, it doesn't mean that it won't happen, and at this moment, the fifth autumn girl is being looked at by Mingyue's strange gaze in the boudoir.

Mingyuexin, as a person who has come over, not to mention the way she walks, just by looking at the subtle changes between her eyebrows, she knows that her daughter has been harmed by that kid.

As the owner of the Seven Feelings Workshop, how can she not feel her daughter's panic in pretending to be calm, and she can't say anything, in general, Wen Yiming is the best son-in-law in her mind, at least for now, it seems that he is affectionate and righteous, even if he rushes out of the south, he is also extremely good among the younger generation in the outer regions.

The first day of the language came, Mingyue knew that the relationship between the two sisters and brothers was deeper than her, and glanced at the fifth autumn girl with a little reproach, and said, "Tianyu, don't disturb your sister's rest, I'll make some elixir soup and bring it to your sister later." ”

The first day probe muttered, "Early morning rest? What soup, mother? ”

"Let's go, long-winded!" Mingyue glanced at her embarrassed daughter and closed the door.

Di Tianyu sighed, and suddenly said, "Mother, my sister seems to be better-looking." ”

"Isn't it pretty!" Mingyuexin's voice gradually faded away.

Fifth Qiu Wan bit her lower lip tightly, and she was beating Wen Yiming violently in her heart.