184 Something goes out and speaks

The White Rakshasa was still hesitating and tangled over there, introspecting himself, but Su Changyan suddenly said, "What I said in the Spirit Fairy Realm has always counted. ”

So many things have happened in the fairy land, who knows what you said.

Being disturbed by him like this, White Rakshasa felt that his mind was even more confused.

After Su Changyan said those words, his face was as red as a burning cloud, and he couldn't speak.

So two people, one with his head down, looked strange, and didn't know what he was thinking.

The other was so red that it seemed that his head was about to get hot, and his hand was clutching the teacup desperately, and he looked as if he was about to crush it alive.

"Ahem. Suddenly there was a coughing sound from inside the room.

Uncle Shi is still inside

How much did Uncle Shi hear, and the white rakshasa's face turned red instantly, and the whole person stood up at once and rushed to the door of the room.

opened the door with a "pop", who knew that this Xuan Ye was hiding outside the door and fell in suddenly.

"Oh, my aunt, why did you suddenly open the door. Xuan Ye fell to the ground and smiled.

The White Rakshasa stomped on him hard and ran out.

Xuan Ye leaned on the door frame and got up, but he felt a chill in the back of his neck, and when he turned his head to look, he found Su Changyan staring at him fiercely.

"Why are you staring at me, go after me. Xuan Ye immediately reminded.

Su Changyan was stunned for a moment, and then felt as if he had been woken up, and also got up and ran out.

The White Rakshasa didn't know why he was going out, but the whole person walked out of the inn like this.

As soon as she stepped out of the door of the inn, she suddenly felt that if she went out so angrily, she would definitely take advantage of this golden wish.

Standing at the door, the White Rakshasa took a deep breath, sorted out his mood and wandered around the street casually.

Because there was no purpose, the white rakshasa walked casually, thinking about what had just happened.

The news came so suddenly that I couldn't react at all.

Normally, Su Changyan wants to go to Ningfu to propose marriage, and if his own affairs are to be resolved, the process must be accelerated.

Otherwise, if it is really settled, then it is very likely that it will become a foregone conclusion, and then your own affairs may not be solved for a lifetime.

It's just Su Changyan, what does that sentence mean.

The white rakshasa thought about things in his heart, walked casually, and when he looked up, he found that he had come to a scene of recruiting relatives.

This Zhongzhou is really interesting, at the feet of the saint, there are really all interesting things, and the white rakshasa can't help but mix in the crowd and look lively.

"Everyone, thank you for coming to the little girl's recruitment meeting, today anyone who can win the first prize in talent can become my Zhao Ao's son-in-law. ”

This Zhao Ao is a scholar of the Ministry of Rites, and today he can be regarded as breaking his heart for his arrogant daughter.

He did this today, and there are naturally many talents at the feet of the saint, and countless down-and-out talents who want to tie him up have heard the news.

The White Rakshasa was in the crowd, and he also heard someone talking.

"Hey, the daughter of the dignified Ministry of Etiquette, how could she be reduced to recruiting relatives on the street"

"You don't know, it is said that although this Miss Zhao is born with a flower and a moon appearance, she is lively by nature, and she secretly fell in love with the poor scholar outside, and the two taught each other privately, and were discovered by Zhao Shangshu. ”

"It's a big deal that ruins the festival."

"That's right, how could Zhao Shangshu be willing to suffer this big loss, he would rather make such a play, saying that it was also to give the scholar a chance, if he really fought all over the Zhongzhou students today, then Zhao Shangshu recognized this son-in-law. ”

"Hey, I see it hard. ”

"Isn't that exact. ”

The white rakshasa was listening with relish, but his hand was suddenly grabbed.

The white rakshasa looked to the side in surprise, and found that it was Su Changyan.

Su Changyan's eyes were a little red at the moment, the red on his face had not faded, and although the jade crown on his head was still neat, a few strands of hair had fallen out, and it was obvious that he had run over.

"How did you find me. "The white rakshasa forgot for a moment that his hand was caught.

"Ning Xiang Pill. Su Changyan was not the first time he had contact with the White Rakshasa, but it was the first time he held her hand.

The white rakshasa has long fingers and some calluses on the fingertips, all of which are caused by perennial martial arts practice.

If it was a woman next to her, she would definitely soak her hands with roses after practice to prevent calluses, but she didn't seem to care.

Su Changyan's hand couldn't help but rub the white rakshasa cocoon, and his heart felt a little painful.

The fingertips were gently rubbed by Su Changyan, and the white rakshasa felt his heart tremble, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Su Changyan grabbed it so tightly that he couldn't pull it out.

"There are too many people, lest they be scattered. Su Changyan clenched the hand of the white rakshasa even harder, without any intention of letting go.

"What did you say in the Spirit Realm," asked the White Rakshasa as he spoke.

"You shouldn't have asked me about marrying Ning Xueluo. Su Changyan felt that the white Rakshasa was really a brain circuit.

The crowd was chaotic, and the white rakshasa couldn't hear Su Changyan's voice clearly, showing a puzzled expression.

Su Changyan immediately noticed it, squeezed through the crowd with his internal strength, grabbed her waist with his right hand, and then jumped up and passed over the crowd.

"Yo, my God, martial arts master. The crowd below immediately burst into flames.

The white rakshasa was held and didn't feel anything, but heard the discussion of the crowd, and the whole person immediately turned his back like a man.

Su Changyan has carried the White Rakshasa several times, but he has never hugged it head-on like this.

Before, I just wanted to take her out of this noisy place as soon as possible and find a quiet place to talk well, but now after picking her up, the smell of her body was in front of her, and Su Changyan didn't want to put it down.

After Su Changyan crossed the crowd, he ran wildly on the street with the white rakshasa in his arms.

It took a moment for the White Rakshasa to react, and he immediately said angrily, "What are you doing, put me down." ”

"It's too noisy, find a quiet place. Although Su Changyan said this, he always jumped to a crowded place.

"You put me down, I can walk on my own, I'm not hurt this time. The White Rakshasa immediately argued.

"You almost got hurt last night, you should make amends. When Su Changyan said this, he still had a little Jiangnan soft and glutinous tail note, which sounded extremely gentle.

The White Rakshasa accepted this reason, as if it were a matter of course, quiet as a small beast, with his hands on his chest, his body moved slightly, and he adjusted a comfortable position.

The street was still bustling, and the White Rakshasa had no time to care about whether Su Changyan had found a quiet place at the moment.

It was about the first time she had been held in the arms of an adult man since she was her age.

What's more, this person is Su Changyan.

If it had been before, the White Rakshasa would definitely laugh at himself for wanting to be shot to death by the eyes of the women, and then ridicule Su Changyan for a few words.

But at this moment, she was really in the middle of it, and she only felt that she was placed in a safe position, and a sense of peace of mind spread from the bottom of her heart.

I am cared for and protected.

She raised her head slightly, and she could see Su Changyan's neck, and with the swallowing of Su Changyan's breath, the Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a strong masculine breath struck.

As if bewitched, the White Rakshasa couldn't help but reach out and touch it.