When Huaxin woke up again, it was in the deserted temple.

She was tied up with five flowers, her limbs were stiff, and she was uncomfortable.

When she opened her eyes, she secretly looked around, and it was the demon monk who was guarding her, and Shuyi was that nerd...... I sat with that witch!

That demon girl dared to lie in his arms! She hooked his neck and touched his face, what a ...... It's a shame!

Shuyi took the demon girl into his arms, smiled shallowly, his eyes melted, and asked lightly, "Xin'er, are you still cold?"

She was so angry that her eyes were about to fall out, and she had the urge to pounce and tear the enchantress's face apart.

But at this time, she can be angry but can't speak, and she can't be angry. Revenge, this must be revenge, is this nerd angry that she mistook He Guang Tongchen for him, so he deliberately misidentified the demon girl to retaliate against her?

This feeling was really aggrieved and uncomfortable, and she suddenly understood what Shuyi's nerd had endured these days, when she was close to the light and the same dust.

Isn't it okay if she's wrong......

Can you let go of that witch!

Huaxin blinked and looked at Shuyi, and when his gaze swept over casually, she said aggrievedly, "Idiot, I'm also cold......"

The breath is weak, the tone is flattering, and the expression is pitiful.

Shuyi's gaze froze, as if there was a momentary twitch, but he quickly regained his usual coldness, and turned his eyes away from looking at her.

The painting thought to himself that she must be haggard and scarred and sick now, how could there be a "painting heart" lying lazily in his arms, which is beautiful and beautiful. She stared at the demon girl without saying a word, only to see that the demon girl was looking at Shuyi with affection, and the lingering affection in her eyes couldn't be suppressed, and she wanted to step forward and poke the blind eyes of the demon girl.

Huaxin felt that it was not a way to go on like this, so he kept trying, "Idiot, I'...... I was wrong......"

Suddenly there was a laugh, clear and shallow, simple and short, lazy and lazy, cold and cold, with a rhythmic force interrupting the words of the painting.

Huaxin looked up and had to admit that this person really simulated her lazy smile to the bone, which was realistic...... Even she herself was starting to wonder if she was a fake......

The woman turned her head to look at her, half-squinting, as if smiling......

This demeanor is very familiar, this is ...... Positive dangerous breath!

She couldn't help but shrink back, to be precise, she should have rolled backwards, but she was held down by the fake monk.

How could Huaxin have ever been so aggrieved, and immediately kicked angrily, "What do you want to do?"

The fake monk lifted the painting heart and tied her to the stone pillar, raised his lips mockingly, and whispered in her ear, "I want you to watch a good show." ”

After that, the fake monk let go of his hand and walked towards the outside of the temple with an idle attitude, "The poor monk went to the street to see the situation, you are optimistic about this demon girl." ”

Huaxin faintly felt that things were not so simple, didn't they want the Xuanyin lantern? Why did they suddenly not mention a word? What tricks were they playing?

"Idiot, what's wrong with you? Why are you so hot?"

Before she could figure it out, she was disturbed by the voice of the demon girl, and when she looked back, she saw Shuyi sweating and panting, and then she remembered that he was still suffering from the obscene poison of the drunken dream death pill.

The next scene made the painting so frightened that the hairs on his whole body counted down, could it be that the demon monk said a good show...... Is it to let her read Shuyi and the demon girl's living spring palace?

The aqua-blue robe slipped off inch by inch, and the painting kept telling himself that he couldn't get angry! Didn't he always want to divorce him? Now that he was defiled by the demon girl, wouldn't he just be able to sweep him out of the house justifiably.

Although she found all kinds of reasons to comfort herself, when she watched Shuyi hug other women, she couldn't believe that her man was so defiled, and she held her breath excitedly, and the anger in her heart couldn't be suppressed.