Chapter 221: I Want My Lady to Love Me

"Ah Yao is my man." She said lightly.

Xiao Qihan's eyes were cold.

"Therefore, even if he dies, without my consent, he can only die at my hands."

"Don't take it as an example." She said.

Her little Gu worm took the evening kite out of the city.

As Xiao Qihan said, the evening kite tracked it out of the city, and the little Gu worm didn't go anymore.

Ah Yao is just a medicine man, if it weren't for her, he would have been reincarnated a long time ago.

Dead or not, she doesn't care.

But she doesn't like it, someone is wantonly touching her things.

If it was someone else, she would have killed him

But Xiao Qihan, she was reluctant to punish him.

Xiao Qihan suddenly smiled when he heard Liruo's words.

He hugged Liruo into his arms, and said sullenly and aggrievedly: "Who let him spend more time by your side than me." ”

His obedient appearance eased Liruo's heart again.

She knew she liked him like this.

I also like the way he cares about himself.

"It's just a medicine man."

Xiao Qihan's voice was still very aggrieved, "He also touched you...... And I think he's conscious and plotting against you. ”

It's like a child being coquettish.

Let Liruo lose his temper.

She touched the green silk behind him funny, "It's clear that you are plotting against me." ”

Xiao Qihan followed her words: "Yes, it's me who plots against the lady, it's me who vainly wants Xiao to miss the lady, it's me who wants you to like me, I want the lady to love me, sleep with me, and do blissful things with me......"

The corners of his mouth also raised a slight arc of triumph, and his eyes were gloomy.

As if something had already been calculated.

As he spoke, his hand began to slip restlessly into her coat again.

The sudden coolness made Bai Liruo shrink slightly.

But soon the hand would become warm repeatedly, and immediately it would turn into a piece of warmth and begin to swim on her skin.

Bai Liruo was obviously a little annoyed, but he liked it, so he let Xiao Qihan act recklessly.

"When did your mouth become so greasy?"

"That must be the ...... of the mother's kiss"

“……”

Xiao Qihan always had 10,000 ways to please her, and soon indulged in his gentleness.

The world always says that heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass.

But I didn't say that this beauty has gender.

A beauty like Xiao Qihan can't stand it if she is alone.

And for Xiao Qihan, this is not the case.

"Mr. Presiding." The monk stepped forward to give a salute, "The plague in the city below the mountain has been extinguished, and Mr. Presiding don't have to worry anymore." ”

Jingchen stood on the top of the Wanling Temple, looking at the city below.

Jingchen said lightly: "People in the red dust have their own fate. The suffering and misfortune in the world are all illusory, and all of them are just confused by desires. ”

Although the monk has a comprehension of Buddhism, he is not as thorough as Mr. Presiding, so he is also half-aware of his words.

Moreover, he felt that when Mr. Host said this, there was a sense of numbness and indifference to this time.

It wasn't like the kind of compassion he had before, as if he looked at everything with compassion.

I don't know if it's his delusion.

How could the presiding lord not have compassion?

"Mr. host, do you really not tell the emperor about the affairs in the Wanling Temple?" He couldn't help but ask.

Jingchen stood in the wind and only said: "It's not good for Wanling Temple." Since His Royal Highness has blocked all the news, then we will treat this incident as if it never happened. ”

"But...... ”

"Wanling Temple is a national temple, and blood splashing in the national temple will only increase the panic of the people and make Wanling Temple fall into an embarrassment." A light voice said slowly.

The monk understood and saluted respectfully: "The little monk understands." ”

And Jingchen, at this time, was looking at Wangjing City under the mountain, and in his light eyes, there was a rare trace of something called desire.

It's just that that glimmer of desire soon disappeared, and it was no longer visible.