Chapter 227: Dao Dao Dao

The indistinguishable grandmother looked angry and asked sharply.

"Grandma, no. That bearded man, as you know, has been living in seclusion here for half a month, and last night must have been a coincidence. Xiao Qian trembled, as if she had foreseen what she was about to face.

"Hugh quibble! You hooked up with outsiders and went against me, I'm afraid you forgot my methods. ”

After Grandma finished speaking, her hand was raised, and a rattan whip appeared in her hand.

Syllable!

The long whip was drawn, and the gauze on Xiao Qian's back was torn, and a trace of oozing blood appeared on the exposed snow-white skin.

Syllable!

No matter how painfully Xiao Qian rolled on the ground, the long whip always followed.

Whipping, snorting, unconcealable skin, spilled blood......

The house is full of spring.

No, it's a hellish sight.

Grandma finally vented enough, threw the long whip aside, and looked coldly at Xiao Qian, who was still shaking on the ground.

The young female ghost admired Xiao Qian's tragic situation with a smug face, and suddenly her nose twitched, as if she smelled something.

She looked at the tub at the other end of the room, puzzled, and was about to leave.

"Alright, you have to remember the lesson this time. Hurry up and find me another living person, I want to inhale yang qi to replenish my body. Grandma ordered, her tone softened a little, and she turned her head and said to the young female ghost, "Xiaoqing, you go and treat your sister's injuries." ”

Xiao Qing could only stop, walked to Xiao Qian's side and squatted down, reluctantly condensing the ghost qi, so that the scars on Xiao Qian's body gradually disappeared.

Grandma actually didn't really suspect Xiaoqian, she was just injured, so she just used the topic to play. However, her long whip is specially used to enslave the ghosts, and it goes directly into the soul with one whip, so Xiao Qian is still extremely weak now, so she can only answer softly.

By the time Xiaoqian barely stood up, the moody grandmother had already put on a smiling face, looked at her exposed figure with satisfaction, and said with a high-five: "Sure enough, it is my goddaughter, no wonder the old man of Montenegro can take a fancy to you." ”

Xiao Qian was startled, almost fell to the ground again, and said in disbelief: "Master Montenegro? ”

"That's right! I have already promised you to the lord of Montenegro, and in three days you will pass through the door and marry into the city of vain. ”

"Grandma don't want it, Xiaoqian wants to continue to serve grandma......" Xiaoqian cried and begged bitterly.

Grandma waved her sleeves impatiently and said unhappily: "Don't say it again!" You must know that this is your blessing, although the old demon of Montenegro is inconvenient, his strength is very strong, and he is really angry, and we are not opponents combined. ”

After speaking, Xiao Qian, who didn't care about the tears in the corners of her eyes, instructed Xiaoqing to bring the wedding clothes.

The red wedding dress is extremely gorgeous, but Xiaoqian feels extremely heavy when she holds it in her hand.

She also found Xiaoqing, who always wanted to go to the bathtub to check, so she simply came to the bathtub with her wedding dress to change her clothes, and closed the curtain next to the bathtub to isolate Xiaoqing's sight.

The shirt was lightly untied and slowly slid down.

Ning Caichen, who couldn't hold back underwater, happened to poke out of the water and gasped silently.

Then I saw the scene in front of me......

That's really......

The face is lotus red, the eyebrows are willow dai, and the young swallow baths in Dongwu.

Mountains and mountains, fish are more than flounders, and the waist is soft and one-handed.

Lightly untie the beads and dance, and the strange fragrance fills the house.

The warm jade is like snow looking down, and the pomegranate spits out red sleeves.

Eyes facing each other......

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned.

Ning Caichen froze.

Qi Zihuan in Lanruo Temple was also stunned.

Xiao Qing outside the curtain smelled a trace of living people again, and approached to look inside from the curtain.

Xiaoqian hurriedly unfurled her wedding dress, and the wide skirt was raised in the air, covering the entire bathtub.

With her other hand, she hurriedly pressed Ning Caichen, who was still stunned, back under the water.

put on the wedding dress, walked out of the curtain, so bright that grandma's eyes lit up, and she nodded again and again.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely find a man for you again, so that you can replenish your body." Xiao Qian said softly, "However, please let me bathe first to soothe the injury just now." ”

Grandma was very satisfied with her well-behaved and sensible, and beckoned Xiaoqing to help her out, while still muttering: "Xiaoqing, you will be as sensible as your sister in the future, and grandma still has to count on you." ”

"Don't worry, grandma......"

After a few people walked away, Xiao Qian hurriedly returned to the bathtub and helped Ning Caichen, who was soaked through, up.

Ning Caichen stood in the bathtub, saw the woman with red cheeks in front of him, and remembered the scenery just now, and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Xiao Qian also guessed what he was thinking, and rolled her eyes in disgust.

But in this pink atmosphere, even this white eye looks very round.

Ahem.

Ning Caichen cleared his dry throat and asked, "Why is your grandma ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were sealed by two jade fingers.

Xiao Qian motioned with her eyes to stop talking for the time being, and listened to the movement outside the door.

Suddenly, her face changed.

He pressed Ning Caichen under the water, hurriedly took off his clothes, and stepped into the bathtub naked.

The door opened, but after Xiaoqing sent her grandmother away, she returned alone, wanting to check the source of the smell of living people in Nie Xiaoqian's room.

She had always been the top player under her grandmother before, and those newly recruited wandering ghosts had to obey her orders.

It can be described as under one ghost and above a hundred ghosts.

But since Nie Xiaoqian came, her status in her grandmother's heart has been suppressed, and she was even forced to shout her sister.

This breath had been held in her chest, and today she finally found something abnormal, and of course she wanted to find some more conclusive evidence.

However, there was no one in the house, only Nie Xiaoqian bathed in the bucket.

"Hey, it's Xiaoqing." Nie Xiaoqian didn't look at her either, and said sarcastically, "What are you doing in such a hurry, when I get married in three days, this house will be yours." ”

Ning Caichen was suddenly pressed before he could take a breath just now, and now he feels suffocated and panicked, and he wants to breathe water.

But no matter how he struggled, Xiao Qian clamped his head with her elastic thighs.

This touches ......

This suffocation......

Alas, this must be pain and happiness.

Xiaoqing was said to be depressed, but it was not easy to have a seizure, so she could only smile and pretend to pick up a hairpin from the ground.

"My sister laughed, I just missed a hairpin, and I left."

After saying that, he turned around, walked out with a gloomy face, and slammed the door hard before leaving.

Xiao Qian heard her go away, so she let go of Ning Caichen and let him out of the water.

Ning Caichen coughed desperately, his face swollen and red.

I don't know if it's suffocating or ashamed.

……

Not to mention the embarrassment that is so thick that it can't be dissolved, Qi Zihuan in this side is also heartbeat, red face, red ears.

He quickly withdrew his attention and no longer paid attention to the affairs of the one person and one ghost, but his Dao heart was broken, and he was always unable to sit still in this dry temple, unable to meditate.

I had to go for a walk in the woods in the middle of the night......

But after walking for a while, I found that he was not the only one who couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Deep in the forest, there was a hoarse but particularly charming singing.

"Authentic ......"