The soft touch through the veil, without the previous lingering sympathy, but added a trace of ripples in the depths of the heart, and the strange touch spread from the lips to the tip of the crispy and numb hearts of the two.

After a light kiss, he slowly pulled away a trace of ambiguous distance, followed her hand down, and clasped it tightly.

The slightly emotional eyes were also curbed by his efforts, and the restrained love and desire seemed even more emotional at this moment.

Chi Yao lowered her eyes in a panic, her fingers curled up slightly against his palm, and she wanted to pull him out of the room with a little panic.

"You..."

Fortunately, the veil covered her red face, and she tugged at his sleeve in a panic.

This kiss was different from the previous one with a sense of oppression, and this light kiss gave her a heart-warming feeling.

With a faint smile on her face, Song Wei obediently followed her strength, and the wide sleeves covered the hands of the two of them, and they had a different feeling in front of the public.

Looking at the bright lights on the street, Chi Yao looked around curiously, looking timidly at everything in front of him, and subconsciously wanted to lean on the person behind him.

After feeling the presence of the person behind him, he began to explore the world like a small animal with a strong background.

The saint who has hardly been out of the sect can say that everything in front of her is fresh, even if there are a few times when she goes out, a large number of people follow her, and there is no one like this alone.

Song Wei looked at her with a smile on her face, but in fact, she had been watching her secretly, blocking the hustle and bustle around her, and everything quietly protected her, just like before, silently following behind her.

After a while, Chi Yao's hands were full of snacks, and even Song Xuan's hands were full of things, but he still followed her willingly.

Until she came to a flamboyant-looking tavern, the flowery woman beckoned the crowd at the door, the fragrant fat powder and deliberately sweet voice seduced the passers-by, and the slightly long sleeves made people can't help but hook her clothes.

After a woman with a gorgeous face saw Song Xuan's face and the expensive fabric, her eyes were full of light, and she twisted her body and came to him, and her voice made people feel numb, "Childe, do you want to come in and have a look?" ”

As she spoke, she pretended to be weak and fell into his arms, wanting Song Wei to catch her.

Unexpectedly, Song Xuan, who thought that she seemed to pity the fragrance and cherished the jade, took a step back mercilessly, and watched her staggering a few steps unsteadily.

The corners of her mouth hooked up a cold sneer, looking at her self-inflicted affection, her slightly narrowed eyes revealed a faint trace of killing intent.

The woman was a little annoyed and angry by his ridicule, waved her sleeves, and was about to leave, but was grabbed by Chi Yao and wanted to fly towards Song Xuan's face.

After feeling a pull, the woman chuckled and said, "It seems that Childe has a beautiful woman beside him." ”

"It's okay to be in shape, but wearing a veil, I'm afraid that my face will be damaged."

In order to retaliate for Song Xuan's non-cooperation, the woman pretended to comment on Chi Yao, and looked at Chi Yao with sarcasm in her eyes.

Chi Yao let go of her sleeves and asked curiously: "My sister is so fragrant, isn't there any spice on it?" ”

"Hmph, even if you have a vision, this is..."

The woman was about to proudly say where the spices came from, when she was interrupted by Chi Yao's words with a smile.

(End of chapter)