The Almighty Female Supporting Role of Quick Transmigration is in training

Chapter 700 Extra Story of the World of Martial Arts: Demon Cult Leader Loves His Wife
On a spring day, the night in the Valley of Divine Doctors is still a bit chilly, but it is still more charming than the nights in other places. Layers of peach blossoms, even at night, are not stingy with their beauty. The cold wind penetrates into Luo Qinghuan's collar , Luo Qinghuan couldn't help shrinking her shoulders.

"why are not you sleeping?"

Mo Ye's voice came from behind, and then a black fox velvet cloak was draped over her shoulders. Mo Ye's arms tightly wrapped around her waist through the thick cloak, and he stood by the window with her.

"This year's peach blossoms bloom earlier than last year's."

Luo Qinghuan grabbed the cloak on her shoulders, leaned her head on Mo Ye's shoulder, Mo Ye's cool hands gently brushed her hair, and he entangled her hair very patiently. Unraveling strand by strand, hearing Luo Qinghuan's exclamation, the corners of Mo Ye's lips curved into a charming arc.

"It's better to open earlier, the lady of the province is watching by this window every day."

"gorgeous."

There was a sea of ​​pink flowers in front of me, blown by the wind and surging layer upon layer, it was extremely spectacular, all Luo Qinghuan's attention was focused on the peach blossoms, Mo Ye quietly stared at her side face, reluctantly I couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"Miss, don't look at it," Mo Ye pinched Luo Qinghuan's chin, causing Luo Qinghuan to turn her head to look at her face, pouted aggrievedly, "Obviously my husband, I am much prettier than this flower ..."

"Stop giving me disgusting people."

Mo Ye was trying to be cute, but was hit by Luo Qinghuan on the head, and his forehead turned red. This made Mo Ye feel even more wronged. He stretched out his long arms and hugged Luo Qinghuan in his arms, like Like a large pet dog, it gently rubbed against Luo Qinghuan's side face with its nose.

Already accustomed to Mo Ye's pet-like behavior, Luo Qinghuan didn't care, but Mo Ye's movements became more and more excessive. Hearing the sound of breathing in his ears getting heavier, Luo Qinghuan squeezed her fist and hit him on the bridge of the nose. .

"Well, lady, it hurts..."

Unprepared, Mo Ye took Luo Qinghuan's punch, and his body couldn't help but leaned back, fearing that he would really fall, Luo Qinghuan deliberately raised his foot and took a step. Although he didn't fall in embarrassment, Mo Ye's nose was red Seeing Luo Qinghuan staring at his red nose without blinking, Mo Ye subconsciously covered his nose.

Even so, bright red blood still flowed out from between his fingers. Feeling the heat and humidity coming from the palm of his hand, Mo Ye felt a little embarrassed.

Luo Qinghuan frowned when she saw this, her fist was not hard enough to make Mo Dajiao's mainstream nose bleed, Mo Ye clearly had distracting thoughts in her mind!

"Mo, Ye?! I'm still pregnant now!! You are not allowed to touch me!!!"

"I didn't—" Mo Ye was about to quibble, but seeing Luo Qinghuan's face turned even worse, he had to obediently admit his mistake, "My lady, I was wrong, I was wrong~"

"Hmph, you're going to sleep in the side room tonight, did you hear that?!"

"Don't, lady~~"

"Not negotiable!"

Luo Qinghuan was decisive, obviously not ready to let go, Mo Ye turned his head three times aggrieved, and reluctantly left the room, looking at the lonely back of the man riding away by the moonlight, Luo Qinghuan unconsciously stroked With his slightly raised belly, he sighed slowly.

Master Mo's clinging skills are improving day by day, if he is not a little bit more aggressive, he will be uneasy again tonight.

The night is getting darker.

In the wing room, Luo Qinghuan was already sound asleep, but the tightly closed window was quietly opened by a hand, and then a head appeared in the window furtively.

Thinking with his toes, everyone knows that this person is Mo Ye.

Mo Ye, who was chased away by Luo Qinghuan, was full of thoughts about his own wife. He couldn't fall asleep without Wen Xiangruyu in his arms, so he came here in the dark, because he was afraid that Luo Qinghuan would be angry, Mo Ye didn't come in. He just lay obediently at the window and looked at Luo Qinghuan who was sleeping soundly. A ray of moonlight evenly sprinkled on the side of the woman's face, which was as smooth as jade, making people feel itchy.

"My wife is pretty."

Mo Ye looked at it, and unconsciously showed an idiot smile, but he was afraid of waking Luo Qinghuan, so he covered his mouth and smiled secretly, just as he was fascinated by it, it rained unnaturally.

The rain came quickly and urgently. Mo Ye was about to leave before it started to rain heavily, when he turned around and saw a golden lightning flashing across the horizon.

For a moment, thunder and lightning flashed, and the golden light shone in Mo Ye's eyes, and Mo Ye's footsteps stopped abruptly.

Huanhuan is most afraid of this sound...

"what!"

Suddenly Luo Qinghuan's scream came from behind him, Mo Ye hurriedly turned around and jumped into the window, not forgetting to close the window tightly, then he tore off his drenched robe, turned on the bed, covered his whole body through the quilt The trembling Luo Qing hugged her into her arms, listening to the soft sobs of the woman in her arms, Mo Ye felt his heart was being stabbed like a knife.

Whenever the thunder sounded, Luo Qinghuan would always be terrified, and could not help leaning against that warm chest. Mo Ye comforted her gently, and accompanied her through the long night. Luo Qinghuan closed her eyes at some point. Eye.

Feeling that the body in his arms was no longer trembling, Mo Ye quietly pushed aside a corner of the quilt, saw her beautiful side face, couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her temples, and Mo Ye covered her again with the quilt.

The night passed like this.

When Luo Qinghuan opened her eyes again, it was broad daylight, and the man behind her ears breathed slightly rapidly, burning her ears like fire, only then did Luo Qinghuan realize that she was being held in Mo Ye's arms , unable to break free.

Turning her body over little by little, Luo Qinghuan finally met the man behind her. Because she was afraid of disturbing Luo Qinghuan, and even more afraid that the cold on her body would chill her, Mo Ye didn't cover her with a quilt, so she didn't sleep well. Unsteady, blushing cheeks and frowning, Luo Qinghuan reached out and touched his forehead, Mo Ye's forehead was astonishingly hot.

It was raining, and she slept without a quilt at night, so it's no wonder she didn't catch a cold. Luo Qinghuan felt distressed and anxious, she quickly broke free from the man's arms, and wrapped the man's body tightly with the quilt.

Luo Qinghuan's movement naturally awakened Mo Ye, he opened his eyes to quietly look at Luo Qinghuan's worried expression, and couldn't help but chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?! Don't you know your own body? Why didn't you sleep in last night? You deserve to be sick!!!"

"Yes, yes, please don't be angry, lady. Angry, ahem, it doesn't look good."

"shut up!"

Luo Qinghuan was furious in her heart, but she couldn't get angry at this beautiful and innocent face, so she stomped her foot hard and turned around to prepare herbal medicine for colds. Luo Qinghuan couldn't see that her idiot husband was sick.

The sky had already cleared up, and the Valley of Miraculous Doctors was still full of spring, but the couple in the hut were more beautiful than the spring scenery in the valley.

(End of this chapter)