When Wen Rujun returned to Xiaocailou, Su Xiaomeng had not yet woken up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wen Rujun sat on the edge of Su Xiaomeng's bed, carefully examining Su Xiaomeng's eyebrows, with reluctance and pain in her eyes.

Even though she has changed her body, he still loves her.

What Wuchen did to her, he will definitely get it back for her. Such a vicious woman should not have appeared in this world from the beginning.

It's just that before punishing Wuchen, it is still useful for him to keep Wuchen.

Wen Rujun raised his hand and gently touched Su Xiaomeng's cheek, although this was not her original appearance, but no matter what she looked like, he liked it.

Wait, wait, and when he is fully recovered, he will return her original body to her.

Although this body already had divine bones, it was still less than one-tenth of her original body.

Only when she gets her original body will she recover her memory and divine power, and no one will be able to hurt her from now on.

Thinking about it, Wen Rujun leaned on Su Xiaomeng's pillow and fell asleep.

When Su Xiaomeng woke up, she saw Wen Rujun leaning against her pillow, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was dreaming something.

Wen Rujun is a real beautiful man, if he is placed in the 21st century, he is a powerful male god-level figure.

A rare single eyelid with long and narrow eyes, the eyes are sometimes bewitching, sometimes cold, sometimes gloomy, like a male lion on the grassland, playfully watching the prey dying and struggling before his eyes.

The straight bridge of the nose is curvaceous, and it is perfect for both the front and side of the face.

The sexy lips are thicker than the thin lips of Hua Murong, but they are full and shiny, like a peach out of water.

The eyebrows are thick, but they are born in a regular manner, like two willow leaves, and he looks like a dedicated man.

A little cinnabar between the eyebrows, revealing a bewitching red, dyes the originally handsome and fair face with a bewitching look.

Wen Rujun is different from Feng Jiuhuang, Feng Jiuhuang's enchanting face is the embodiment of the highest level of gorgeousness, the pride of the world, and the absolute beauty of monopolizing elegance.

The beauty of the phoenix is dignified and upright, and it is admired by the world under the sun, which is an honor exclusive to the ancient gods.

And Wen Rujun's enchantment is the softness in the beard, like a beautiful enchantress in the dark night, smiling and leading people to death.

Wen Rujun's beauty is dark, deadly, and fearful but addictive.

Even if Wen Rujun is asleep, people can't help but fall for him, and then there will be no return.

Su Xiaomeng sighed softly, how could she provoke such a killing god.

Su Xiaomeng got out of bed, said that the quilt was gently placed on Wen Rujun's body, turned around and walked out.

No matter what, Wen Rujun saved her master and saved her, Su Xiaomeng doesn't like to owe favors, and it is appropriate to cover him with a quilt.

Su Xiaomeng entered Hua Murong's room, and Hua Murong closed his eyes and slept quietly.

The long eyelashes were motionless, and the moonlight filtered through the eyelashes, casting a shadow on Hua Murong's pale face.

Su Xiaomeng couldn't help but touch the long curled eyelashes, which were soft and prickly.

Move your fingers to the middle of the bridge of your nose, slide all the way down the bridge of your nose, stop at the tip of your nose, turn around and slide up, your fingertips go down the bridge of your nose to your eyebrows, raise your fingers and gently comb your eyebrows, and comb Hua Murong's wrinkled eyebrows flat.

Over and over again, tirelessly.

When Wen Rujun woke up, it was already a faint morning light. Looking at the quilt on his body, Wen Rujun showed a bright smile.

Wen Rujun folded the quilt neatly and went directly to Su Xiaomeng.

Wen Rujun went downstairs directly, searched all over the first floor, and didn't find Su Xiaomeng. Wen Rujun simply walked out of Xiaocailou and looked around Xiaocailou, but still didn't find Su Xiaomeng.

Then, Wen Rujun seemed to remember something, turned around and ran towards Hua Murong's room.

Sure enough, Su Xiaomeng was lying on the side of Hua Murong's bed, sleeping soundly.

The smile on Wen Rujun's face disappeared in an instant.

I am guarding you to sleep, but you are guarding the flowers and trees to sleep peacefully, little wild cat, in your heart, when will you be able to accommodate a man named Wen Rujun?

Wen Rujun went to the next room to get a thin quilt, gently covered Su Xiaomeng's shoulder, and then walked out with a sour face.

When the morning light was bright, Hua Murong finally woke up, and saw Su Xiaomeng leaning on the side of the bed and sleeping soundly, so he gently picked up Su Xiaomeng and put it flat on the bed, and after tucking the quilt for her, he went downstairs.

Hua Murong was very hungry, and he shaped the divine bones for Su Xiaomeng for three days and three nights, and he was already tired.

He took out half of his cultivation to shape Su Xiaomeng's divine bones, and his breath was already a little unstable, and he was slapped by Wuchen's two palms, and his body was even worse.

He gave his natal bead to Su Xiaomeng, originally he couldn't recover quickly, so he had to lie down for two or three days, but for some reason, he was cured in one night.

Although he has lost half of his cultivation, let alone his natal beads, he has nothing to do, and even he has to admire his body.

Hua Murong went downstairs and happened to see Wen Rujun cooking porridge in the kitchen, Wen Rujun, dressed in black, with a pink apron tied, looked handsome and cute.

Hua Murong didn't have a good impression of Wen Rujun, so he took care of himself and filled a bowl of porridge, intending to pick Wen Rujun's thorns. However, Hua Murong just swallowed a mouthful of porridge, and spit it out "wow", and then poured a glass of water and rinsed his mouth.

Wen Rujun gritted his teeth when he saw it, this Hua Murong was still as annoying as before.

So Wen Rujun angrily said to Hua Murong: "Who asked you to touch the deity's porridge?" ”

Hua Murong glanced at Wen Rujun with disdain: "You are the only one who can spoil the ingredients so thoroughly." ”

After that, Hua Murong walked to another kitchen by himself, snapped his fingers, and the pots and pans moved by themselves, washing pots and pots, washing dishes, and chopping vegetables, everything was in order.

Wen Rujun looked at Hua Murong with disdain, how powerful he was when he was, he didn't use divine power.

It didn't take long for Hua Murong to make a few fragrant dishes, all of which were placed on the table, Wen Rujun was greedy, and couldn't help but stretch out his chopsticks and taste a few bites.

As soon as he tasted it, Wen Rujun was stunned.

It turned out that the food could be made so delicious, and although it was not the first time he had cooked, he also knew that he would never be able to make that delicious taste.

So Wen Rujun silently poured out the porridge he had originally boiled.

Hua Murong looked very comfortable and happily placed his chopsticks. The apprentice likes to eat the food he cooks the most, and as for Wen Rujun's meal, his own apprentice will definitely not even look at it.

Su Xiaomeng quickly woke up, smelled the fragrance and rubbed her worried eyes downstairs.

Hua Murong placed the dishes and chopsticks neatly, and when she saw Su Xiaomeng going downstairs, she hurriedly ran to help, and it happened that Wen Rujun also ran over at the same time, so the two of them pulled one arm and neither of them let go. (To be continued.) )