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

Nan Xiang finished her Taoist practice today, and she could feel that Yan Chen had been sitting at the door of the house watching her practice.

She turned her head, and her dim, unfocused, beautiful eyes fell into the man's tender, Danxia-red eyes, like a star falling into the galaxy, gradually sinking into the gentle whirlpool.

Although Nan Xiang couldn't see it, she could feel the man's gentle eyes gradually becoming a little fiery. She quickly averted her eyes like a frightened hamster, calmly walked forward, pulled up a chair and sat down.

"Have you finished practicing?" Yanchen asked.

Nan Xiang nodded: "Yes."

Sitting next to the man, smelling the faint fragrance of roses on his body, Nan Xiang's heartbeat was a little fast. She didn't know why, but she instinctively didn't want to investigate further for the time being.

Yanchen noticed Nan Xiang's discomfort, and the curve of his lips became gentler. He took out a snow-white handkerchief embroidered with pink roses from his sleeve, trying to wipe away the sweat on the little girl's face.

But he stretched his hand in the air and stopped, sighing inwardly.

Don't worry, don't scare her.

"Wipe your sweat." Yanchen put the handkerchief into Nan Xiang's hand.

Nan Xiang was stunned and took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat. After wiping, she was still thinking. After thinking about it, she quickly came back to her senses, straightened her waist a little, and held the handkerchief. While using Taoist magic to clean the veil, he felt the same smell as the man.

After cleaning it, Nan Xiang returned the handkerchief to Yan Chen: "Thank you."

Yanchen took the handkerchief with a smile, a little bit of regret visible to the naked eye, but Nan Xiang didn't notice it.

"You're welcome. There is no need to say thank you between you and me. This is too harsh."

Nan Xiang did not answer, her train of thought was interrupted.

She was thinking about what she was trying to say when she was practicing sword and talisman training just now.

She remembered that Nan Xiang turned his head to Yanchen, the smile on his face disappeared, and he assumed an angry and serious look.

Nan Xiang thinks that he is very angry, and when he is angry, he is very majestic and domineering.

But in Yanchen's eyes, the fair and perfect face was moist and tender, even if it was angry, it was so beautiful and lovely on this cute baby face.

"You said before dinner in the morning that you had never been to the mortal world. After dinner, I asked you what else you wanted, and you said that you had studied in the Imperial Capital of the Mortal Realm. So, are you looking for fun with me?"

Yanchen shook his head repeatedly. When he heard Nan Xiang's words, he thought of every word he said to Nan Xiang, which was indeed somewhat inconsistent.

"No. I didn't. Master Meng Xiao is very nice. I didn't take pleasure in you. I traveled around the mortal world to collect merits, but I didn't have a deep understanding of the mortal world." Yanchen explained quickly.

Nan Xiang felt Yanchen's eagerness, and when his mind returned, he felt an inexplicable sense of shame when he thought of what he had just said.

She silently recited the Qingxin Jue several times in her mind before the heat in her body slowly dissipated.

When your mind is calm, your thinking will naturally become clearer.

"Okay, I believe you."

Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Nan Xiang didn't seem angry.

Although Nan Xiang looks very cute and cute when he is angry, Yanchen still hopes that Nan Xiang will be happy every day and get rid of all his sorrows.

The smile on his face was rubbed, and a pair of slender and beautiful hands stretched out, trying to straighten the few strands of Nan Xiang's hair that had been messed up by the wind.

But when he was less than three fists away from the hair, Yanchen's hand stopped and he reluctantly took it back.

"The hair on your left ear is messed up."

"xie" I didn't pronounce the first word "xie" completely, so I quickly took it back.

Mainly because Nan Xiang thought of Yanchen's words just today, "There is no need to say thank you between you and me," so she took back her thank you and turned it into a "good".

Seeing that there was some progress, Yanchen's Danxia red eyes were gentle and flowing like water.

There was silence between the two again, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

Yanchen looked up at the sky, and saw that the sky was full of rays of light spreading out like silk, so gorgeous.

The glow fell into the man's Danxia red eyes, and the shadows on his face also reflected the gorgeous glow. The green and brown coarse linen clothes were also dyed with glow, gradually transforming into the pale pink robe he was originally wearing, with the sunset glow. Afterglow, the beauty is charming.

But Nan Xiang couldn't see all of this, she could only perceive some of it.

"Is it the sunset?" Nan Xiang asked.

Yanchen looked at Nan Xiang's eyes for a long time without looking away: "Yes."

Afraid of scaring her again, when she was about to feel it, Yanchen calmly moved his gaze back, still silently paying attention to Nanxiang from the corner of his eye, with layers of gentle smiles on his face.

"One day has passed so quickly. I can leave here in seven days." Nan Xiang felt the glow of the glow, with joy on his face.

He remembered every word Nan Xiang exchanged with him, so Yanchen naturally understood what Nan Xiang meant.

He thought for a while, organized his words, and asked tentatively: "Are you going to the Imperial Capital in compliance with your agreement with your master?"

Nan Xiang nodded: "Yes. Master asked me to go to the Imperial Capital to find him after my 18th birthday. I will go find him the next day after my birthday. I... miss him."

Yanchen felt that Nan Xiang was feeling a little down. He patted Nan Xiang's back gently to express comfort. Based on this information, he made a few guesses in his mind. He didn't know where to start many words of comfort, and finally turned into five words. One word, the voice is extremely gentle:

"I'll see you again."

"Yes." Nan Xiang nodded and smiled, "Can you give me a hug?"

Yanchen opened his arms and said slowly: "Okay."

Nan Xiang hugged Yanchen very accurately with the help of his other four senses, and his breath was filled with the man's faint and delicious rose fragrance.

Her eyes were still so dim and unfocused, but with the little girl in his arms, Yan Chen could feel her mood and the unique fragrance of a girl coming from her body.

In a daze, Yanchen felt that the sweet fragrance was slowly moving away. He watched Nan Xiang hug him for a moment and slowly pulled away, with a sweet smile on his face, revealing two sweet dimples.

Looking at the little girl's Taoist robe, Yanchen remembered the little girl's identity, but so what!

He has always been spontaneous and extremely patient.

Nan Xiang: "Thank you, I'm much better."

Yanchen emphasized again: "You are my savior, there is no need to say thank you between you and me."

Nan Xiang nodded repeatedly: "Okay."

She looked extremely serious and continued: "You can't always emphasize that I am your savior. I'm sorry, I just brought you back to water you for a few days."

Yanchen smiled slightly: "Okay."