Chixiao God's eyes were like a mirror without waves, he didn't dislike holding Shu Ange's dirty feet, and gently pressed the grinding place for her.

Shu Ange shrank his feet back, blushed and said, "Don't, dirty, I'll do it myself." ”

"It doesn't matter."

Chi Xiao exerted a little force, and his eyes focused on the hideous wound on his foot.

A magical scene appeared, where Chixiao had touched the place, the dirt disappeared, the worn skin was restored, and even the blisters that had not yet broken were gone.

He was using his spiritual power to heal her, Shu Ange pursed his lips and smiled: "Thank you, Chixiao." ”

Chixiao didn't speak, gently lowered her left foot, and lifted her right foot up again.

Bare feet are a very private place for a person, and being held in Chixiao's hands like this, Shu Ange lowered his eyes shyly and timidly.

After Chixiao healed the injuries on Shu Ange's two feet, he said expressionlessly: "You don't need spiritual power, it will hurt." ”

He said words of concern with an expressionless face, coupled with the clear eyes of Chaolu, and his light and handsome face, the sense of disobedience was almost off the charts.

Shu Ange suspected that Chixiao might have been born with facial paralysis - but this was too rude to bring it up in person.

"Now that it doesn't hurt, where do you usually stay?"

In order to show that it didn't hurt, Shu Ange stood up and stepped on the ground a few times with his bare feet.

"I used to wander in the mountains and villages, but I've been by your side for the past few days."

A beautiful man with a temperament like a thousand years of ice, and the other party who coldly says love words, how can he not let people bump into each other.

Shu Ange whispered, two small peach blossoms appeared on his face, and he asked as if surprised: "It turns out that you have been silently accompanying me......"

"The aura gathered around you makes me comfortable, are you my wife?"

Chixiao's words were extremely jumpy, Shu Ange slowed down by half a beat, and only then did he understand that the first half of the sentence was explaining why he was staying by her side, and the second half of the sentence was asking if she was his wife.

Facing a classical beauty with clear eyes, no distractions, and elegant and refined, Shu Ange struggled and explained in a low voice: "After worshipping heaven and earth, they are husband and wife, of course, if you don't want to, it's not." ”

She secretly looked at Chixiao, which should be quite decent, and there was no tendency to induce.

But what will Chixiao think, Shu Ange always has a sense of shame about abducting and selling a simple beautiful man who is isolated from the world.

His handsome long eyebrows were slightly raised, and her eyes reflected her scarred face, which could not be called beautiful: "So, are you willing?" ”

After Chixiao opened his spiritual sense, he saw too many crazy men and women, and then wandered in the world for many years.

He doesn't understand human emotions, but he's tired of the boundless loneliness and desolation.

A sword should not know what loneliness and desolation are, but when the lights of the world are extinguished and extinguished, the eagle above the sky strikes the sky, and the fish scales in the depths of the pool ripple.

Chixiao is always alone, wandering in the world that others can't see, listening to the sound of wind and rain, and watching the flowers bloom and fall, and the plants and trees wither.

It doesn't seem bad to have a wife, at least she can see him and talk to him.

He has served as masters, some are fanatical about martial arts and swords, and some are for his wife and husband, putting aside grievances and returning to the countryside, but in the end he can't escape the fight in the rivers and lakes.

No matter which path they choose, they will not regret it until they die.

But will anyone be willing to be the wife of a sword, Chixiao looked at Shu Ange fixedly, waiting for her answer.

The four words "Would You Like" echoed repeatedly in Shu Ange's mind, and her joy was like a wind-up bird, eager to chirp and sing.

It's just that everything is going too well, and Shu Ange is afraid that Chixiao is just temporary, and whether he has a good impression of her, or anyone who worships and marries him.

Seeing Shu Ange's expression changing unpredictably, suddenly happy and sometimes sad, Chixiao was puzzled in his heart.

Human women seem to attach great importance to marriage, and he suddenly remembered that a long time ago, women still had three from four virtues.

"Don't you want to? If I don't want to, it doesn't matter, I won't-"

Before the word forced came out, Shu Ange panicked: "I am willing!" ”

The eyes of the two looked at each other, Shu Ange smiled like a flower, and the joy rippled from the tips of his eyebrows to the corners of his lips, and then flowed into the shallow pear vortex.

Chixiao's eyes were still indifferent, and he took out a lily hairpin carved from agarwood from his arms and handed it to Shu Ange: "Give it to you." ”

She promised to be his wife, and he should give her a token of affection, which was carved and polished with sword qi in Chixiao's spare time.

The hairpin is beautiful and exquisite, exuding a faint fragrance, Shu Ange held the cold hairpin, and the smile in his eyes was even stronger: "When you escape in the future, I will paint a portrait for you, I will also paint oil and sketch." ”

"Okay."

Chixiao sat cross-legged opposite Shu Ange, his expression was peaceful and stable, and the simple firewood room did not affect his demeanor at all.

Shu Ange played with the hairpin in his hand, and the questions that had lingered in his heart lingered before.

After pondering for a long time, she still looked up and asked, "If anyone visits you to the church, will you recognize the other party as his wife?" Don't you think I'm ugly right now? ”

Chixiao made it difficult, if someone else asked him about his beauty or ugliness with a sword, he would be able to comment on it in a few words.

But if he is asked to judge a woman's appearance, he really shouldn't start with anything.

After Chixiao was silent for a moment, he returned seriously: "Clear mind, Zhong Lingyuxiu, you are very beautiful." ”

Shu Ange pressed her hand on her face, her heart was pounding, and Chixiao's praise made the villain in her heart can't help but cheer.

But the first question, he hadn't answered yet, and Shu Ange's happiness didn't last long.

"I won't recognize anyone as my wife, you can see me, you're sharp."

Chi Xiao didn't really understand why Shu Ange asked such a question, but he wouldn't treat anyone who was married to him as a wife.

He has a good impression of her, because she is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, and she is wise on the outside, and when facing coercion, she is like a sharp sword, even if she has been tempered for thousands of years, she still does not change her original intention.

Not all women will become his wife.

Chixiao's verbal expression ability is actually not very good, but the strange thing is that Shu Ange has no obstacle to receiving it.

She carefully received the agarwood hairpin in her arms, and nodded vigorously: "Not everyone who worships the church can be my husband, you are very kind, very powerful, and make people happy." ”

Shu Ange's eyes were shining, Chixiao's expression was calm, the two were ugly and beautiful, but they looked unexpectedly harmonious.

"Goo-goo-goo-"

The stomach suddenly sang the empty city plan, Shu Ange took it away shyly, and had the intention to hide the embarrassment.

Halfway through the cover, Shu Ange suddenly remembered a question that made her want to dig a pit and jump in.

Chixiao has been with her, so he knows about her solving physiological problems in the firewood room......

Shu Ange believed that he would not peep into this privacy, but even so, it was embarrassing to think about it.