My wife is not a demon

Lonely Shenyou was stunned, and quickly shouted: "Girl, don't be foolish, no man in this world is worthy of you, if you are really pregnant, quickly find an honest person to take over. I think the surname is Chen That kid is nice and an honest guy."

Chapter 503 Old acquaintance!

The autumn wind has dissipated, and the trees are pale and yellow.

The exquisite wooden wheels of the carriage rolled down shallow imprints on the hard ground in early winter, and slowly extended towards the direction of the capital.

Inside the car, there is a fragrance and warmth.

Chen Mu stretched boringly, and muttered in a low voice: "It's better to go by water."

It has been less than half a day since I left Yin Yang Sect.

After explaining the matter, Chen Mu parted ways with Yun Zhiyue, and took his sister-in-law Wucailuo and Shao Siming to the capital.

As for why he had to bring the commander in command, the reputation was that he needed personal bodyguards.

Chen Mu's words did not receive a response.

After all, the two women in the car are both 'dumb', and it is more difficult to expect them to chat and liven up the atmosphere.

Shao Si Ming quietly looked at the scenery outside the curtain, without saying a word.

Today, she is not wearing the familiar gorgeous purple dress, but a black skirt, with a hint of innocence in the mystery.

However, the veil on his face was still there, only revealing a pair of watery eyes.

Originally, she didn't want to go with Chen Mu, but in the end she got into the carriage by a strange coincidence, and she had the illusion of being on a pirate ship in a trance.

The foodie Wucailuo on the opposite side was wearing a white dress, she was extraordinarily charming and charming with a fairy air, her little cheeks were flushed.

What is rare is that the little girl is not eating at the moment, but is holding a fist-sized pet animal, teasing it from time to time, her curved eyes overflowing with an innocent smile.

The spirit pet is called Xiaomaoqiu. It was originally Yun Zhiyue's pet, but was snatched away by Shao Siming. Chen Mu knew about it.

After Yun Zhiyue was imprisoned, Shao Siming returned this spiritual pet to her as a companion.

Before leaving today, Yun Zhiyue gave Wucailuo again.

Originally, Chen Mu was worried that the little one would be roasted and eaten by the colorful radish, but seeing the girl's happy appearance, he was relieved.

"Xiaoluo, after you return to Beijing this time, you should stay at home safely and don't go anywhere. To be honest, you don't have any sense of existence by my side. At least your twin sister knows how to warm a bed or something... ..."

Watching the heartless girl's film, Chen Mu complained quite a bit.

Apart from eating, this girl doesn't care about anything, and she doesn't care about her brother-in-law either.

Next time, it is better to bring the green radish with you, which can not only warm the bed, but also enjoy a delicious meal.

Facing Chen Mu's complaints, Wucailuo turned a deaf ear to it, smiling and teasing the little pet in her bosom, who occasionally made a 'chirp' sound, rubbing against the girl's chest.

Chen Mu's eyes fell on the quiet and beautiful Shao Siming, coughed lightly and said, "Zi'er, don't you like to cook? My sister-in-law Qingluo is very good at cooking, you can learn from her, I promise I will become a chef in the future."

Shao Siming also looked like he didn't want to talk to Chen Mu, staring at the bare branches on both sides of the road in a daze.

The inside of the car was still quiet, which made Chen Mu quite uncomfortable.

There are obviously three people, but there is an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

Chen Muchang sighed: "Why did you bring such two strange flowers, this Tianjun will collapse sooner or later. I hope God can quickly send a beautiful woman over to chat with me to relieve boredom."

Just as he was talking, there was a sudden sound of fighting in front of him.

Chen Mu was startled, opened the curtain curiously, and vaguely saw several monks wearing monk robes besieging a nun wearing a monk's hat in the distance.

The battle between the two sides was fierce, and the surrounding forests roared from time to time.

"Good guy, so many monks beat a nun, I've learned a lot. But this nun seems to be in good shape, are you going to let me be a hero to save the beauty?"

Seeing the woman's attractive figure, Chen Mu was delighted.

With a movement, he appeared outside the carriage.

But after he took two steps, he suddenly felt that the woman's figure was somewhat familiar, and after looking it over carefully, his face suddenly became a little strange: "Why is it her? Fuck, it's so unlucky."

After thinking about it, Chen Mu simply returned to the carriage and planned to continue on his way, pretending not to see it.

However, the nun saw Chen Mu.

She was stunned for a moment, and then her red lips showed a seductive arc.

The woman forced the enemy back, her lotus feet resting on the tree trunk, like a dragonfly flying up, a long red silk in her hand passed through the gaps between several trees, wrapped around the front pole, and landed lightly in the front room of the carriage.

Looking at Chen Mu who was about to get into the carriage, the woman smiled and said, "Hey, isn't this Mrs. Chen? We are really destined. Could it be that we were husband and wife in the last life?"

"Eh? You are... Hong Zhu'er?"

Chen Mu pretended to look at the familiar face in front of him, and said in surprise. "When did you see through the world of mortals and become a monk? Disrespect and disrespect, I guess the dharma name is extinct."

That's right, the person in front of him, wearing a bhikkhuni's black robe and a monk's hat, turned out to be the beautiful red bamboo in the past.

Since the last time the two parted ways at Nanfeng Duo, they had never seen each other again.

I never thought that meeting at this time would be like this.

"Don't let her run away!"

"stop!"

"..."

The few monks who had fought with Hong Zhu'er before surrounded them one after another, pointing at the carriage with the French sticks in their hands.

Seeing this, Chen Mu hurriedly shouted: "Masters, don't get me wrong, I don't know her, if you hit you, just pretend I don't exist, Amitabha, misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

Hong Zhu'er's complexion twitched twice, she gritted her teeth and said, "Master Chen is really sympathetic."

"You are not fragrant, and you are not moist."

Chen Mu was expressionless. "Anyway, just don't bring trouble on me. I don't have time to worry about it."

Hong Zhu'er was speechless.

This Chen Mu seems to be a lecherous person, how could he be so gentleman in front of her, even avoiding her.

Does the old lady have body odor?

Hong Zhu'er sneered, turned to the monks and said, "I'm not familiar with him, you let him go."