The Heavenly Soldier opened his mouth and wanted to say something, when he felt a powerful sense of oppression rushing from not far away.

"Mu Chen."

Sang Yu looked back and saw "Zichen" not far away, and a smile appeared on her face.

"This heals you."

She casually stuffed a jade bottle into the hand of the Heavenly Soldier, turned around and walked towards "Zi Chen".

It's just that when she left, she seemed to see a mole on the middle finger of the Heavenly Soldier's right hand......

Sang Yu didn't have time to think about it so much, she threw herself into the arms of "Zi Chen" and looked at him a little coquettishly: "Why are you here?" ”

"Zi Chen" grabbed her waist with his hand, completely ignored the surrounding heavenly soldiers, and pressed her into his arms: "You haven't returned for a long time, I'm worried about you, so I came out to look for you." ”

"I'm going to be fine."

"But I miss you."

"Flim Flam."

"Whether it's slippery or not, we'll know when we try it."

They walked away hand in hand.

Heavenly Soldier looked at the jade bottle in his hand, and his eyes gradually sank.

This jade bottle is the best elixir he hid in the dark to heal his wounds......

Thinking of Sang Yu's unnatural smile when he faced "Zi Chen" just now.

Did she know he wasn't him?

"What did that Heavenly Soldier tell you just now?"

"Didn't say anything." Sang Yu said, "I just saw that the injury on his face didn't look like he was injured by a monster, so I asked curiously." ”

"In the future, don't talk to other people of the opposite sex easily."

Sang Yu frowned: "Why?" ”

"I'll be jealous."

He stared at her with deep eyes, and the vinegar in them was undisguised.

"Vinegar jar." Sang Yu smiled and snuggled into his arms.

But thinking of the mole between the fingers of the heavenly soldier, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Something seems to be wrong.

"Come, take off your clothes, I'll give you medicine."

"Zi Chen" had slightly deep eyes, and he didn't take off his clothes, but came to take off hers.

"Do what?"

He leaned into her ear and laughed in a low voice: "It suddenly occurred to me that double cultivation can also heal injuries. ”

As he spoke, he clasped her fingers and slowly clenched them.

Sang Yu snorted and kicked him: "Rogue." ”

He grabbed her ankles with ease, his slender fingers pushing her skirt up and piling it up at her waist.

"Like my hands?" He asked her with his long, bony fingers.

Sang Yu understood in seconds, and was stubborn: "...... Dislike. ”

"What about the lips?"

Sang Yu blushed: "I don't like it!" ”

"Really?" He looked at her with a smile, "I'll verify it." ”

Later, he stared at the crimson of her cheeks and chuckled, "It seems that you prefer my lips." ”

He's really a hooligan.

Getting wilder and wilder.

Sang Yu didn't want to pay attention to him, "I'm going to sleep, don't bother me." ”

"It's okay, you sleep yours, I'll sleep mine."

Later, Sang Yu became unbearable again and "fought" with him on the couch.

She tugged at his hair: "The injury is not healed yet, dare to mess around, and kill you." ”

He chuckled in her ear: "Die under the peony flower, and be a ghost is also romantic." ”

Sang Yu pulled tighter: "I don't think you're a merry, you're lewd." ”

"Well, I'm nasty." He nodded in agreement, "I can't help but be lewd when I see you." ”

Sang Yu grinded his teeth: "Cangyuan, you shut up for me!" ”

He stopped, looking at her with a hurt look in his eyes.

"Who is Cangyuan?"

So, it's really not him?

Sang Yu looked at him with a blank look on his face, and a little sad.

It's better not him.

She played with his hair and laughed leisurely: "Cangyuan is a dog. ”