Fast Travel: The heartthrob villain overturned after committing evil acts

This little fairy boy is extremely beautiful, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a delicate little face with a slight baby fat, a pair of watery ink-colored eyes, and eyelashes like black cattail fans, fanning again and again.

Jiang Misheng looked at the boy who was shorter than her and was turned into a cute boy. She couldn't resist the cute boy.

"Little brother, who are you?"

The beautiful young man was wearing a white skirt. He was so beautiful that he couldn't tell the difference between male and female. He ran over and took Jiang Mi Sheng's hand, raised his cute little face and said, "I am Kuafu."

"You are the first one here, welcome to my world."

Jiang Misheng couldn't help but pinch his baby's fat cheeks, which felt great.

The young man just smiled obediently and let her do what she did.

It’s just that the name Kuafu is...

Jiang Mi shook his head when he heard the sound. So, is she called Kua Kua, or is she called Father?

"Sister, don't you like this name?" The young man's wet black eyes blinked and his voice was soft.

Jiang Misheng was inexplicably reminded of the video he had seen before. The so-called boy with a milk bag can pierce the nipple and eat a peach...

but!The boy in front of him, even though he is soft, is particularly lovable.

Originally she was extremely disgusted when she saw that kind of video, but after seeing Kuafu, she finally understood why some people like soft little boys.

Appearance is the source of all motivation.

"No, it sounds good."

After all, it was against his will.

Jiang Misheng pinched his soft cheek again.

After hearing this, the young man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled softly.

The fragments of sunlight cast between the lush woods fell on his face, like an elf in the forest.

Kuafu's guidance was to let her come and learn.

It's inheritance.

Jiang Misheng doesn't want to study now, he just wants to sleep.

She hasn't slept peacefully since entering the secret realm. Now she has a pair of dark circles under her eyes, and she has to get up to study?

It's almost like a high school student.

Staring into these harmless eyes, she swallowed her words of rejection from her throat.

Learn swordsmanship with tears in your eyes.

One hundred and eight styles are all god-level sword techniques from ancient times, but have been lost today.

If other people saw it, they would definitely grab the secret book with a bloody head, but Jiang Mi Sheng was indeed in great pain, and he swung his sword and put it away in pain.

Kuafu was supervising the work with his hands behind his back.

She has a soft and cute face, not to mention how cute she is.

Fortunately, Jiang Misheng's talent is pretty good. Once he understands it, he gets twice the result with half the effort and can get off work early.

After practicing for a whole day inside, only one minute passed outside.

She was so sleepy that Jiang Misheng fell asleep on her own. Maybe Kuafu was an accident outside of the plot, and she was not so dedicated to maintaining her character.

The little face with baby fat frowned slightly, and finally sighed and sent Jiang Misheng out.

He had very little spiritual power left, otherwise he would not have grown smaller and smaller. Fortunately, before disappearing, he met Jiang Mi Sheng and forcibly bound him. He would have disappeared from this world long ago.

His life depends on the girl, so he must take good care of her.

So Kuafu used his remaining spiritual power to cover people with quilts.

I guarantee you won't catch a cold.

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Jiang Misheng slept for an extremely long time. When he woke up, he almost thought he was back in his own house.

It turns out that even cultivators have to sleep.

Still sleeping soundly.

"noob."

【here I am. 】

[Report to the host, the next plot will soon reach the sect competition. 】

Jiang Mi Sheng slowly tidied up her scattered clothes. For a moment, she didn't notice the young man who had already opened the door and walked in.

A large amount of sunlight poured in from outside the door, and spread out on the girl's body. The skin exposed due to sleeping became whiter and whiter, and the hair hanging on her shoulders also became a layer of pale gold.

The sunlight outlines her beautiful and smooth profile, the tip of her nose is high and slightly upturned, and even her small features are shining slightly, attached to her fine white skin.

Xiao Heng forgot to breathe for a moment.

Breathing messed up.

Anxious.

Jiang Mi Sheng looked over coldly and saw the back of the male protagonist running out in a hurry.

He scratched his head with a naive look on his face, what did the male protagonist do to him?

At this time, Xiao Heng seemed to have a trace of warm liquid flowing out of his nose, which made him very embarrassed and angry. He made a fool of himself in front of Senior Sister Jiang again!

Could it be that the weather has been too dry recently?

It sure is!

After Jiang Mi Sheng simply washed up, he realized that no one was cooking food at the first peak!

Both father and daughter are fasting.

Oh, the male protagonist probably went down the mountain to look for food.

However, it is unimaginable to see Jiang Mi Sheng going down the mountain to eat in the cafeteria with this face on his face.

The original owner didn't know how to eat in the cafeteria.As soon as he left, he couldn't attract everyone's attention. Jiang Mi Sheng, who was slightly frightened, made a big cross: Da ah!

For the current plan, let’s go to the great elder’s place to get some food first.The great elder does not live without grain, he likes to enjoy delicious food.

As the saying goes, as people grow older, they miss the things in this world more and more.

However, as soon as she stepped out of the door, she saw the young man walking towards her.

Hey, didn’t the hero run away just now?

There was still a trace of blush on Xiao Heng's face, but he actually held a roast chicken in his hand.

Jiang Misheng, who always kept in mind that he was the villain, couldn't help but wonder, could the male protagonist want to poison her?

Should I refuse?Or should I just drink the poison?

By the time the young man walked up to her, Jiang Misheng had been thinking about the war between heaven and man for a long time.

So Xiao Heng saw Senior Sister Jiang's confused face, which was a little different from usual. Senior Sister who had just gotten up looked a little cute.

"...You..." Jiang Misheng smelled the aroma of roasted chicken on the young man's hand and swallowed in dismay.

I really miss the days when she ate fried chicken in the [-] square meter villa.

"I heard that there is a tradition in the First Peak. Junior brother must serve senior sister well and take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation. If senior sister is not satisfied, it is junior brother's fault."

The young man raised his clear black eyes. With such an innocent look, Jiang Mi Sheng suddenly felt that he was not human!

Who established this tradition?

It can't be her biological father!

Jiang Misheng said with a confused look on his face, "No need."

She was afraid that she would die too soon.

Xiao Heng, however, looked sincere, "Junior brother will take it seriously in the future. I wonder if Senior Sister Jiang likes to eat roast chicken?"

He handed the fragrant roast chicken to Jiang Mi Sheng, with the corners of his lips slightly raised. Sure enough, Senior Sister Jiang was still so unattainable.

He doesn't believe it anymore.

Jiang Mi shivered, the male protagonist drugged it because he was dissatisfied with this "tradition"!

But, it’s so delicious, let’s talk about it after eating.

Jiang Misheng looked into the young man's bright eyes and took the roast chicken with tears in his eyes, "Thank you very much."

In order to maintain her aloof persona, her rude eating habits must not be exposed, so she hid in her room and ate secretly.

Xiao Heng watched the door slam shut and smiled softly. He had been wandering around since he was a child and had seen a lot of people's hearts. Although he had never paid attention to it, he could tell at a glance that Senior Sister Jiang was cold, like thin ice floating on the surface. on the water.

It didn't feel hypocritical, and one look made him happy.