The daily life of the villain's boss and his wife

Chapter 287
After dealing with the scorpion spirit, Xin Ai went to the bed and looked at Tang Xuanzang, and said in a low voice, "It's useless."

Tang Xuanzang half-opened his eyes, and suddenly seemed to see Wuxin standing in front of him.

He got up and grabbed Xin Ai's hand, tremblingly said: "Wu...Wu Xin?"

"En." Xin Ai responded, and then corrected him, "My name is Xin Ai."

"Xin...Xinai?" Tang Xuanzang's mind was blank at this time, and he couldn't hear anything clearly, but Xinai's cold voice came to his ears clearly.

"Yeah." Seeing his uncomfortable look, Xin Ai poured a cup of tea from a distant table and brought it to him, "Drink."

Tang Xuanzang didn't say anything about the difference between men and women at this time, he obediently took the teacup and drank the tea inside.

Then he handed the empty teacup to Xin Ai with both hands, and looked at her with joy.

"More?"

Tang Xuanzang shook his head, didn't speak, just looked at Xin Ai with a smirk.

Smile so hard that you can't see your teeth.

Xin Ai took the teacup and put it on the stone beside the bed.

Tang Xuanzang just stared at Xin Ai's movements without blinking.

"See what I do." Xin Ai raised her hand to touch his head, and then her hand froze.

Forget that he is a monk and has no such thing as hair.

It only feels smooth to the touch, and a few uneven ring scars.

With stars in his eyes, he smiled softly, "Ai Ai!"

"Ah."

"Ai Ai."

"Ah."

"Ai Ai, I feel bad." Tang Xuanzang said the whole sentence when he saw that he called her several times and she responded several times.

"How uncomfortable?" He looked dizzy, as if no one was there.

Tang Xuanzang opened his big, ignorant eyes and said, "There."

Xin Ai: "..." What does your discomfort have to do with me? !
You are a monk, do you still count on me?
You must know that the monk you hate the most is the monk!

It is precisely because of this that even if the world recognizes him, it is not as positive as the usual world.

This will remind myself of those few memories.

For thousands of years, I was locked in a dark place, and the only thing I could hear every day was a group of monks chanting scriptures in my ears.

Oh, those monks also call this Duhua.

But in the end, instead of saving themselves, they all died.

Of course, it was definitely not their own killing, but their own dying of old age.

Thinking of this, Xin Ai's eyes became darker, she said in a deep voice: "Be patient."

"But... so uncomfortable..."

His eyes were extremely resentful, and there were twists and turns of small grievances in his tone.

"Be patient." Xin Ai still said the same words.

Seeing that she was unmoved, Tang Xuanzang was so wronged that he cried aloud, "Woo~~~~"

He only thunders but never rains, while weeping, he secretly glances at Xin Ai to see that she is not moving.

Xin Ai took a deep breath
Hold back!

Hold back!

This is your Nanshan!

If you kill it, it's gone!
Although he is a monk now, it can't change his essence of being Nanshan!
You have to hold back!
Finally, Xin Ai raised her hand, and put her palm horizontally on Tang Xuanzang's neck.

In an instant, Tang Xuanzang softened, closed his eyes and fell on the bed.

Xin Ai put on his clothes and the cassock on the ground, then covered him with the quilt.

Putting his hand flat on Tang Xuanzang's face, an ice-blue light glowed in the center of his palm.

After sucking out the poisonous mist of the scorpion essence, an ice blue bead appeared in Xin Ai's palm, which was very beautiful.

But, with a 'click' sound, Xin Ai directly crushed the bead——

Broken--

It was so broken that no body could be found.

(End of this chapter)