Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

After being flustered and at a loss, Yanchen filtered Nan Xiang's words in his mind, caught the key word "good intentions", and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yanchen smiled slightly, his eyebrows relaxed, and he approached Nanxiang and gave Nanxiang a hug: "Hello, little Taoist priest, my name is Yanchen."

After a brief hug, before Nan Xiang could react, Yanchen let go of his hand, his danxia red phoenix eyes gentle and clear.

Nan Xiang's cheeks turned slightly red as the only person of the opposite sex besides his master who had been in close contact with him in the past eighteen years.

Although her eyes could not see the beautiful figure of the person she was hugging, she could feel that the man's cool embrace was quickly filled with warmth at that moment, and she could smell the delicate and elegant fragrance of roses, which was a kind of love from the beginning. The strange feeling she had never experienced before filled her heart with a bit of joy, which came inexplicably.

"Why are you hugging me?"

Yanchen answered seriously: "My friend said that this is the etiquette for the first meeting in the world."

Hearing this, Nan Xiang fell into deep thought. Nan Xiang searched through his memory for a long time, but couldn't find anything similar.

In fact, she has lived here since she was a child, and her activity area is also here. Many worldly things were learned by herself or from Mrs. Ma in Yangming Village down the mountain, so Nanxiang is still weak for people in this field. Some.

"Is this really the case?" Nan Xiang asked.

"That's right." Yanchen felt that he was not very confident when he said this, and he felt a little guilty. He continued, "I have never been to the mortal world, so I don't know."

"Oh." Nan Xiang nodded.

After looking at Nan Xiang, who was wearing a white Taoist robe, and then at the food on the table, Yanchen said, "Little Taoist priest, it's time to eat. The food will be cold later."

"Oh. I understand, thank you. My name is Meng Nanxiang, and I study under Master Guiyuan."

After hearing this, Nan Xiang followed his instinct of memory and found a seat to sit down. He picked up the bowl very skillfully and did not look like a blind man.

"Don't look at me, I can't see, but I can use Taoism to sense the surrounding environment." Nan Xiang smiled, and the whole baby face was full of vitality.

Yanchen nodded. He did not move his chopsticks, but looked at the girl opposite him seriously, with a tenderness in his eyes that he had not noticed.

Nan Xiang was satisfied with her behavior just now, but something went wrong when it came to picking up the food. Her chopsticks tentatively entered a plate and pulled at it for a while before she picked up a piece of meat.

Nan Xiang put the meat into the bowl and showed an awkward but polite smile to Yanchen. His dull eyes seemed to have a bit of sparkle, pretending to be embarrassed and respectful of failure.

"Sorry, my movements are a bit rusty."

Yanchen shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, you did a good job."

After saying that, he picked up his chopsticks and put many dishes from various plates into Nan Xiang's bowl.

Nan Xiang felt Yanchen picking up food for him, so he smiled and said "thank you".

Several times in a row, Nan Xiang's bowl ran out of vegetables, and the bowl was filled with vegetables without her having to pick them up.

Nan Xiang nodded slightly towards Yan Chen. Although she couldn't see it, she could feel the gentleness and considerateness of the person opposite, no, this demon.

Nan Xiang felt relieved when he thought that the other party was a demon with merit and would become a demon immortal in the future.

Nan Xiang: "It's always you who takes care of the food. Isn't it too troublesome for you?"

Yanchen shook his head slightly. Although the girl couldn't see it, he had to have a good attitude and give what was due, just like a normal person.

So when he was about to say "I like to pick up food for you", Nan Xiang answered on his own:

"Will you tell me that this is another etiquette in the world that your friend told you?"

The peacock demon Mingxi, who was used to block the gun again, suddenly sneezed again while sleeping in the demon world.

Yanchen lowered his eyes slightly, then nodded: "Yes. He likes to travel to the human world."

Nan Xiang finished the meal quickly, put down the bowl, and looked at Yanchen with one hand on his chin, apologetically: "Then what kind of monster is your friend? He shouldn't have harmed innocent humans, right?"

After asking the last sentence, Nan Xiang quickly covered his mouth, and the apologetic smile on his face became deeper and deeper: "Sorry, I was so quick to talk."

Yanchen took out a silk handkerchief embroidered with pink roses from his sleeve and handed it to Nan Xiang. He shook his head gently: "It's okay. It's normal for you to ask this question."

Nan Xiang smiled slightly, making him look cute and silly, especially the childish baby face with two small dimples exposed under the smile, which made him look even more adorable. It's just a pity that the girl's eyes that should be big and bright are dull, which makes Yanchen, who is always cold and devoted to cultivation, feel a little moved.

Yanchen originally wanted to ask what was wrong with the girl's eyes, but he thought it would be a little abrupt since it was just the first time they met today, so he didn't ask.

He continued to answer the girl's question: "This friend of mine is a mutated blue peacock. He is the only white peacock in their lineage. He is determined to be like the ancestor of their family, King Peacock Ming, so he also practices seriously. However, he This guy loves to play and sleep, but his talent is pretty good.”

Yanchen said while keeping an eye on Nan Xiang's reaction.

After thinking about it, Yanchen added: "Actually, I am also very powerful. I can become an immortal if I practice some merits. I have fought with him several times."

"What's the result?" Nan Xiang asked.

Yanchen felt very happy about Nan Xiang's curiosity: "Without exception, he loses nine times out of ten."

Nan Xiang applauded, the dimples on his face were very cute: "Wow, you are so awesome!"

Yanchen was very impressed. He was about to talk about other aspects of his strength, but Nan Xiang suddenly said: "Since you are so powerful, why were you so weak when I first met you?"

The smile on Yanchen's face froze. Looking at Nan Xiang's curious, dazed and cute expression, he sighed inaudibly, and his gentle smile returned to his face:

"The tribulation failed."

Nan Xiang had used Taoism to read many ancient books, both from the human world and the demon world, and he understood it instantly.

"Oh, I know. If you accumulate more merit, it will be easier for you to go through the next tribulation. But fortunately, you practiced with merit, otherwise the bones would not be left under the thunder, and it would turn into dregs."

Nan Xiang nodded and spoke in a serious tone with a bit of humor.

"Yeah. I listen to the little Taoist priest."

Nan Xiang smiled slightly, her hands suddenly felt warm when she held them, and her face seemed a little hot, but she didn't think deeply about it.

"It's almost summer, and the weather is a little hot."