After following this big boy, she experienced too much beauty that she never knew.

It turned out that when the day was just dawning, the sun was so warm and the air was fresh.

Walking in the light rain, the birds hiding from the rain on the branches are so cute.

The combination of three meals can also be delicious.

Feeding the turtle three times a day, feeding the turtle food one by one, is very interesting.

When he was reading a book, trying to learn his skills, and looking out the window in a daze, he would always be pulled to a place where the sun couldn't find it, and he would be nagged.

This kind of gentleness and care makes her reluctant to tell each other.

She is a Blood Rakshasa and is not afraid of the sun at all, and she doesn't have to be treated like a person.

She's dead.

But every time I met the other party's serious and persistent eyes.

All the sharp thorns on her body involuntarily put away.

For fear of hurting each other.

She will promise to help Chu Hong with this favor today.

Let Chu Hong be beautiful, but worry about it.

It's also because I was treated gently by that big boy on weekdays.

I am brainwashed every day in the past, and I deserve a better tomorrow or something.

I don't have to be so persistent.

I even want to draw a line with the past from the bottom of my heart.

You know, when the idea popped up, even she herself was obviously taken aback.

It seems like everything is slowly getting better, isn't it?

After that, I just want to follow him day after day, year after year, and be his aura.

Accompany him from the end of the micro, watch him grow, and accompany him to develop.

"Actually, Chu Hong is also a poor person."

Jiang Wanrou's mind was in a mess, and she heard the voice that wanted to explain herself at that moment.

I couldn't help but laugh.

This person is like this, no matter when, he is always worried that he thinks wrong, runs crookedly, and sits back on the brainless Blood Rakshasa who can only kill.

Obviously a living person who hasn't learned anything to really save his life.

But all day long, he was worried about himself, a blood rakshasa who could kill him by pinching his fingers casually.

"I know."

Jiang Wanrou glanced at me, her tone was impatient, and she was still tolerant.

"That's why I didn't eat her."

Jiang Wanrou added lightly.

It's just that she was torn apart and helped her recover.

Jiang Wanrou just added silently in her heart, and naturally she wouldn't tell this person who always likes to worry about it.

lest he have to worry about this and that, and in the end he can't think of any good way, so he can only pull himself to chant the scriptures to himself, saying that he can make himself clear.

God knows that he is a blood rakshasa and is now more proficient in chanting than an ordinary little monk.

If it weren't for the Atina Vajra Demon Sutra, while making his mind clear, he also made his soul body more and more condensed, which was comparable to swallowing a large amount of Yin Soul power in one go.

I don't recite it with me every morning and evening.

"Yes, yes, our little ancestor is the best."

I dotingly touched the soft hair on the top of Jiang Wanrou's head.

"I know you're kind."

I took out a piece of white sugar cake from my schoolbag and put it on Jiang Wanrou's mouth.

"Jiang Wanrou, it's time for supper."

This is the first time I have used such a method to let Jiang Wanrou eat.

So, Jiang Wanrou, who was defenseless, was choked by me.

Looking at those scarlet eyes that were annoyed and angry, I opened my eyes in a weak heart.

Actually, I just wanted to give it a try.

I didn't expect to choke Jiang Wanrou, mainly who knew that the Blood Rakshasa would also choke.

The fact that I tried to hold back my laughter made my facial expression very strange.

"Sun Chuan didn't ask you what her last name was?"

Jiang Wanrou stretched out

The hand slapped my face.

The cold touch brought me back to my senses.

"Huh! I asked."

I subconsciously responded.

"What did you say?"

Jiang Wanrou looked at the courtyard of the deep house with curiosity, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

"Chu."

I shook my head and looked like a god.

"You can do it."

Jiang Wanrou was not only choked by me when she ate this time, but also choked on her speech.

Don't want to talk to me at all.

"What's wrong?"

I didn't know why, I looked at Jiang Wanrou, and I didn't feel that I had done anything wrong at all.

"Nothing. It's very much in line with who you are."

Jiang Wanrou looked strange and cute because she ate white sugar cakes, and there was some sugar at the corners of her mouth.

"When are you going to let Jiang Chuan know that that person is Chu Hong?"

I followed Jiang Wanrou's line of sight and looked into the courtyard disappreciatively.

But I'm just an ordinary person, and I can't have the same vision as the Blood Rakshasa.

So I don't know what Jiang Wanrou is looking at at at all.

"Wait for Chu Hong to tell herself."

"You said that if Sun Chuan found out that the woman was just a crematorium uniform cheap columbarium, would he scare himself to death?"

At this moment, Jiang Wanrou was still looking forward to it, and asked me innocently with her face.

"When he brings Chu Hong's ashes back, everything else is easy to say."

I touched Jiang Wanrou's little head and told her not to be a demon.

is different from the two of us who eat melons and watch the play, Sun Chuan has already put on a face at this moment.

He entered the yard only to find that I hadn't followed.

Obviously, the courtyard is lit up, and the atmosphere is lively.

But he just felt that the dazzling red everywhere was like blood, with the smell of death.

I kept comforting myself in my heart, it was originally a play, and it was normal to have a breath of death.

But only he knew that he was trembling on both legs right now.

To be able to maintain normal and move forward, it is already his amazing perseverance.

"Oh, you're here. The young lady has been waiting for a long time."

A middle-aged woman with a red face and a red skirt twisted the waist of the bucket that she couldn't see at all, and came to meet Sun Chuan.

When she arrived in front of Sun Chuan, she used her chubby-looking hand to hold Sun Chuan's arm.

Obviously looking at the fleshy hand and grasping it on the arm, it felt as if it was choked by a skeleton.

The cold sweat on Sun Chuan's body crawled all over his body again.

"Oops, looks like you're nervous too! Don't be nervous!"

"That's a good thing!"

The other party sings weird songs, which is really hard not to be nervous.

"I don't know where my wife is, uh, no."

Sun Chuan said awkwardly and awkwardly.

"Oh yes, you can't wait!"

The other party covered his mouth with a red handkerchief and had just eaten dead meat.

Time.

The gloomy laughter drifted in the wind, carrying the yin wind to roll up one small whirlpool after another in the courtyard.

"Isn't this right in front of you?"

A familiar but somewhat unfamiliar, delicate voice came from in front of Sun Chuan.

Sun Chuan saw that there was a plump woman standing in front of him who was supported by two maids.

As the woman spoke, an arm was stretched out in his direction.

The meaning is not obvious, but I want to let myself hold her hand.