It was already late at night when Wei Jiu left, and although it was late, Wei Jiu understood that Shu Jinhui would definitely wait for him to go home at home, which was why he had to go back. Naturally, you can't be impulsive about saving people, and if you can't figure out the number and strength of the other party for the time being, you naturally have to think about it in the long run, but Wei Jiu also assured He Tianxiang that this matter will be responsible to the end. He Tianxiang naturally kept Wei Jiu in every possible way, regardless of whether Wei Jiu could rescue Cheng Guoyang's son or not, if something happened to him, just his identity as a cultivator, as long as he didn't fight hard for the Sikong family, it would naturally not be a problem to protect He Yuxin, and He Yuxin's safety was his biggest worry before, and he liked Wei Jiu even more tightly in his heart.

By the time Wei Jiu returned to the newly bought villa, it was already the dead of night, no matter how tired he was, going home would always be the best harbor to live in. The night invaded all around, as if only the lights in this villa were still full of temperature,—— the few lights that had not been extinguished were left by Shu Jinhui for Wei Jiu.

Wei Jiu is considered to be the luckiest person in the world, at least he has been loved by Shu Jinhui, and it is a love that goes deep into the bone marrow, I am afraid that it will be worth it in this life, not to mention that there are so many pink confidants around him, each of them is so charming and empathetic!

Let's not talk about others, just Shu Jinhui, whether it is appearance or personality, Shu Jinhui is the best candidate to be a wife, and after being with Wei Jiu, he has come into contact with the aura of heaven and earth.

When he opened the door, Wei Jiu walked in the direction of the bedroom familiarly, but the sound of running water in his ears made Wei Jiu stunned, and then he looked at the bathroom light that was still on, and the sound of water came from inside, accompanied by the sound of water bursts of intermittent songs from the bathroom, Wei Jiu could naturally hear that it was Shu Jinhui who blew it, thinking that Shu Jinhui was bathing inside, Wei Jiu's heart was hot, and while reading the mandarin duck bath, he gently pushed open the bathroom door.

"Bang"

A bottle of shower gel fell gorgeously from the jade hand, and what was imprinted into Wei Jiu's eyes was snow-white skin, a little droplet of water slipped off the white skin, and pieces of white star foam washed down the water, Wei Jiu's eyes had not yet seen clearly, and the owner of the delicate body had hurriedly blocked Wei Jiu's sight with his hand, but the scene in the panic was still in Wei Jiu's view. Swallowing his saliva gently, Wei Jiu suddenly stretched out his palm, and the ghost slowly attacked the beauty in front of him.

"Xiao Jin, what's wrong?"

It turned out that this delicate red face was the other hostess of the villa - that is, Shu Jinhui's best friend, Yan Xiaojin. Seeing that Wei Jiu's hand was about to be touched, Shu Jinhui's words made Yan Xiaojin, who was in confusion, instantly sober up, and said hesitantly, "No.... It's nothing.... The hand slipped a little!"

Wei Jiu was also awakened by Shu Jinhui's words, her eyes finally moved away from Shu Jinhui, and she looked at Shu Jinhui on the side with anxiety and embarrassment, but she saw that she was really wrapped in a bath towel and washed her hair at this time, and her rich hair hung down to cover the original clear vision, and also covered Wei Jiu's embarrassment at this moment.

Stunned for a moment, Wei Jiu finally forced himself to withdraw from the bathroom gently, and the intermittent laughter came again, thinking of Shu Jinhui, Wei Jiu suddenly blamed himself for a while. After waking up from the West Lake, day after day, he found that his ability to suppress his desires was getting worse and worse, especially after not entering the Golden Pill, this feeling was the most obvious, and the accident just now came to Wei Jiu's heart and was still hot.

Sitting cross-legged, although he was in the living room, with Wei Jiu's spiritual sense, every move around him naturally couldn't escape Wei Jiu's eyes, so Wei Jiu was not worried that Yan Xiaojin would come out and see him cultivating.

The fingers pinched out, and his mouth followed with a low chant, and bursts of golden light began to surround him-

"The color is not different from the emptiness, and the emptiness is not different from the color

Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color

The same is true of what you want to do

................”

At the other end, the bathroom.

After Wei Jiu withdrew, Yan Xiaojin came to her senses completely, and secretly glanced at Shu Jinhui, who was still washing her hair, and breathed a sigh of relief, but her eyes became more and more confused.

Just now..... Just now..... That man was almost touching me, and his hand was so strong and so gentle, it must have been very comfortable.

"Xiao Jin, what's wrong with you?"

"Sister Jinhui..... I....", Shu Jinhui's voice made Yan Xiaojin stunned, and suddenly panicked, and the hand on his chest shrank suddenly, but he didn't know where to put it, and he couldn't think of any words to explain for a while, and tears were about to fall in the panic.

Shu Jinhui looked at this flustered girl, and felt distressed for no reason, everyone felt that Yan Xiaojin had a seductive figure and a frivolous heart when she was dressed revealingly, but only Shu Jinhui knew that this girl was so innocent and beautiful, and only in front of her would Yan Xiaojin show that weak side.

Shu Jinhui smiled, smiled very beautifully, at least there was no trace of magazine in the smile, his lips opened lightly, and he joked, "But Xiao Jin, it's not good to play by yourself, why don't I ask Jiu Jiu to help you rub it later?"

..........

Wei Jiu, who was sitting quietly in the living room, suddenly stumbled and almost collapsed, and the scriptures that surrounded him showed cracks with the laughter and conversation in the bathroom, and then slowly spread until the entire golden light was completely shattered. Wei Jiu's skull was naturally completely occupied by the fragrant scene in the bathroom just now, and two nosebleeds gushed out.

It seems that meditation and meditation are no longer possible, so he simply sat quietly on the sofa and found a magazine to read, listening to the noise in the bathroom, Wei Jiu scolded in a low heart, "Two goblins!"

After a while, two beautiful women in nightdresses walked out slowly, and saw Wei Jiushu Jinhui sitting in the living room, but in an instant, a smile appeared in her eyebrows, and she asked very meaningfully, "When did my husband come back?"

"Just returned, just returned, just arrived home!" Wei Jiu didn't know if Shu Jinhui had found anything in his heart, so he had to explain embarrassedly.

"That Sister Jinhui, I'll go back to the room first!"

Without waiting for Shu Jinhui to say anything, Yan Xiaojin ran back to the room as if she had fled, but the sound of the door closing told the two outside that she couldn't calm her heart. Shu Jinhui frowned, but when she thought of something, she smiled like a flower in an instant, looked at Wei Jiu stupidly, with an irresistible temptation on her cheeks, and shouted shallowly, "Husband, hug!"

A night of lingering, and on the other side of this lingering voice, Yan Xiaojin, a girl with a spring heart, is also, sleepless all night.