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

The next day, Nan Xiang got up early. She tidied up and reached out to touch the blue-gray Taoist robe on her body.

Nan Xiang thought for a while, then changed out of his Taoist robe and put on a pink-purple jacket and skirt. He wore an apricot-white tobacco gauze jacket and tied the Qingxie bell around his waist.

Nan Xiang raised his hand to untie the hair tie, and after a while, he tied it into a snake bun.

It all depends on perception and spiritual thoughts.

So tired.

Nan Xiang did not consider taking out the elixir refined in other worlds from space to cure his eyes, so he spent some energy on dressing up this time.

When going out, Nan Xiang picked up the purple cloak and put it behind him, straightened his skirt, took the Xuanyan umbrella, left the inn, and ran towards the entrance of the Imperial City.

Nanxiang received a letter from Yanchen when he went to the imperial capital a few days ago.

At that time, a piece of pink and white petals fell on Nan Xiang's fingertips.

Nan Xiang understood, and when the petals floated into Nan Xiang's hands, they quickly turned into a pink-white light.

Nanxiang received a letter from Yanchen.

The corner of her lips raised slightly, so she entered the Imperial Capital first and waited to meet him at a teahouse near the city gate three days later.

It's winter, and it's been snowing in Imperial Capital for a long time.

It was snowing outside when Nan Xiang went out. She arrived at the meeting place holding the Xuanyan umbrella given to her by Yanchen.

She was about to use her spiritual thoughts to find someone and take a look at someone's "beautiful face" when she suddenly heard a familiar gentle voice:

"Anan, I'm here."

It's him.

Nan Xiang turned around, and his spiritual thoughts also captured the beauty of Yan Da, whom he had not seen for more than a month.

Sure enough, as she thought, Yan Damei was born with a good skin. Her skin and bones were both extremely beautiful, as if she was the work of Nuwa.

Especially those eyes, the eyelashes are long and curled, which is enviable. The color of the eyes was actually Danxia red, as if thousands of rays of light were contained in the eyes. The deep affection and gentleness in them were quietly immersed in the rays of light. Nan Xiang felt that he was also going to sink into those eyes.

Although the man disguised himself in the mortal world, his eyes turned black, and his beauty was only seven times as good as before. He was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe and a cloak of the same color. He didn't look like a demon, but like he was out for fun. The noble son of an aristocratic family is an eye-catching presence among the crowd.

But Nan Xiang observes with his spiritual mind. Although it is more intuitive without eyes, his spiritual mind can be regarded as Nan Xiang's third eye, and his vision has a different flavor.

Because the functions of divine thoughts are not limited to this.

What Shen Nian sees is the most authentic appearance of a man.

Nan Xiang was amazed in her heart, she was indeed the most beautiful woman in the three realms.

Nan Xiang's thoughts only lasted for a moment, and both of them were stunned.

When Yanchen saw Nan Xiang for the first time, he thought he was dazzled, but it turned out not to be the case.

He was very happy. This was the first time he saw his little girl wearing clothes of other styles and colors besides Taoist robes. She looked really good.

Nan Xiang saw Yanchen looking at him dumbfounded and chuckled:

"Yanchen, you're here."

"Well, I'm here."

Yanchen reacted, a gentle smile appeared in his eyes, and his ears were dyed light pink.

Nan Xiang knew that he was shy, so he hugged him and asked in a low voice:

"Is it a little weird for me to dress like this?"

Yanchen hugged Nan Xiang's waist and said in a gentle voice:

"It's not surprising. Anan is extremely beautiful and looks good no matter how she wears it."

Nan Xiang suspected that someone was suspected of blowing rainbow farts, but the words sounded weird and she liked it very much.

"Cough cough."

Kassapa saw the two of them talking to each other as soon as they met, hugging each other, and completely ignoring themselves.

He shouldn't have followed.

Yanchen didn't return to the demon world for a long time. When he returned to the demon world, he picked the Nine-Wood Lotus that he had cultivated for thousands of years and gave it to his sweetheart to treat his eyes.

This immediately aroused the interest of our Demon Emperor Kasyapa. I have known Yanchen for more than a thousand years, and I have never seen him be so interested in others, and it has really blossomed.

He was very curious, so he followed him with wind (death) wind (skin) fire (lai) fire (face), wanting to get to know his future wife who knew Yan Shaojun from the demon world.

Yanchen originally didn't want to bring an eyesore with him. It would be great for him and his little girl to be alone together.

But I couldn't stand a certain peacock's shamelessness, so I let him go.

"Yanchen, is it time for you to take your wife into the private room with me?"

After hearing Kasyapa's words, Nanxiang realized that Yanchen came here with others.

She quickly got out of Yanchen's arms, lowered her head and explained in a low voice:

"Not yet...Mrs."

But Shen Nian took a look at the "defeated general" in Yanchen's mouth, Demon Emperor Kasyapa.

It can be said that he is also a handsome man. Wearing a white suit on him does not look cold and noble, but has a romantic and sentimental charm, just like a dandy from an aristocratic family who "passes among thousands of flowers without a leaf touching his body."

In her eyes, her beauty is the most beautiful.

"Well, not yet."

Yanchen responded to Nan Xiang's words gently, and the ending sound was a bit long and seductive.

He glanced coolly at a certain peacock that was an eyesore, implying a warning.

After thousands of years of friendship, Kasyapa instantly understood the meaning of Yanchen’s eyes, and he nodded heartily:

"I'm sorry, Miss Meng, I was rude. I really think that you and Yanchen are a perfect match together, just like a loving couple."

He didn't care, someone who was so close to each other must be a good match.

Unexpectedly, Yanchen was so stupid that he hadn't even been with a girl yet.

Kasyapa secretly laughed at Yanchen in his heart.

After laughing at it, he sighed in his heart, fueling their love.

After hearing what Kasyapa said, Nanxiang felt even more embarrassed and hurriedly ran into the private room of the teahouse.

She was a little surprised. She didn't expect that her friend Yan Chen would be so invisible and "drug" her and Yan Chen as soon as they came.

Originally, the two of them were still innocently ambiguous, but now that she said this, it was even more embarrassing given her current temperament in this world.

So Nanxiang ran away.

Yanchen saw his little girl run away shyly, smiled helplessly, and followed the little girl's back with gentle and loving eyes.

As he was walking up to follow him, Kasyapa patted him on the shoulder and smiled:

"Hey, Yanchen, your little girl is quite interesting, but why are you so shy? Why don't you go and coax her?"

Oh, it turns out that this person’s “credit” is there.

Although he was quite satisfied with what he said, he was really short of it.

Yanchen kicked Kasyapa's feet, then straightened his clothes and walked into the private room.

Kasyapa felt the familiar pain in a familiar part, and looked at someone walking away with doubts in his eyes.

He picked up his feet and followed.

"Hey! Yanchen, you are not kind. I helped you out of kindness, but you did this to me?"

"Hey! Wait for me!"

The three of them had taken care of themselves while walking in the mortal world, so the content of their conversation did not reach the ears of the people nearby.

Otherwise, it will be another scene, or the dignified Demon Emperor will die again in the Imperial Capital Society of the Mortal Realm after his death in the Demon Realm Society.