The first time she was hugged by a man like this, Murong Chuqing's face was already hot, and she could imagine that her cheeks must be red now.

Fortunately, the veil is still on his face, so Nangong Yehua shouldn't be able to see Murong Chuqing's shy appearance clearly.

"Murong Chuqing, let me tell you, you are mine, and I will not allow you to marry Hai Mingrui." Nangong Yehua had no taboos and said directly to Murong Chuqing.

Murong Chuqing "......"

This stunned Murong Chuqing.

What the heck?

Nangong Yehua would actually say that?

Could it be that Nangong Yehua really takes a fancy to herself?

It can't be.

Murong Chuqing and Nangong Yehua had only known each other for a few days, and neither of them knew each other.

Ancient men were really active!

"What? Stopped talking? Nangong Yehua saw that Murong Chuqing was in a daze, so she leaned close to her ear and asked.

"Ahem, Patriarch, I'm not yours, even if I'm a slave of Shiniu, I only belong to me, and I have nothing to do with you." Murong Chuqing hurriedly came back to his senses, looked at Nangong Yehua and said.

When Murong Chuqing looked at Nangong Yehua again, she felt that the ancient man in front of her was really sultry, and she was almost moved!

"You are the slave of our Nangong clan's spirit beast, then you are my person." Nangong Yehua said domineeringly.

Murong Chuqing "......"

Nangong Yehua's words made Murong Chuqing unable to refute.

After all, Murong Chuqing is now Shi Niu's slave, but she still doesn't want to admit that she is Nangong Yehua's person.

"Can't you just let go of me first? Don't you people in the Nangong family know the truth that men and women don't kiss? Murong Chuqing couldn't struggle, and said unhappily.

"Hmm!" Nangong Yehua let go of Murong Chuqing at this time.

"Recently, I have been familiar with the "Panluo Jackfruit Sutra" at home, right?" Nangong Yehua asked suddenly.

"Of course!" Murong Chuqing nodded and said.

"Good!" Nangong Yehua nodded with satisfaction.

"Come ......"

Suddenly, Nangong Yehua grabbed Murong Chuqing's wrist.

"Hey, I said Patriarch, what are you doing?" Murong Chuqing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and now he was grabbed by Nangong Yehua's wrist again.

"Don't move." Nangong Yehua glanced at Murong Chuqing, and then lowered his head.

Seeing Nangong Yehua so serious and careful, it seemed that he was taking the pulse of Murong Chuqing.

"What are you doing?" Murong Chuqing asked curiously.

"I'm taking your pulse, I'll see if I can touch your spiritual vein." Nangong Yehua looked at Murong Chuqing while taking the pulse and said, "I want to see how far you have cultivated now." ”

"Then to what extent have I cultivated?" After listening to what Nangong Yehua said, I asked in surprise.

"Don't worry, I'm watching." Nangong Yehua is not optimistic yet, he still has to continue to watch.

"How's it going?" Murong Chuqing wanted to know what level of his cultivation had reached now.

"Hmmm! Not bad! "Nangong Yehua is already optimistic about Murong Chuqing.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, Murong Chuqing's progress was very great!

"Is it really good?" Murong Chuqing asked happily.

"Yes, judging from your spiritual vein, your cultivation level has reached the first spirit." Nangong Yehua let go of Murong Chuqing's wrist and said.