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

When Yanchen saw Kasyapa's expression, he knew how unreliable the book he sent was.

However, he still turned the page and took a look, and his eyes widened instantly.

Then he put the book away as if nothing had happened, and ran to find Nan Xiang without communicating with Kasyapa.

Kasyapa felt confused when he saw someone so calm.

Shouldn't it? This reaction...

He was still thinking about something when a jar of wine appeared in his hand.

There is no doubt that it was a thank you gift from Yanchen.

If he hadn't been prepared, the jar of wine would have fallen to the ground, which would have been a pity.

He loves to drink, and although he vomited eight hundred years ago, he has never vomited again since then.

Really!

Kasyapa held the wine and glanced at the blue-purple characters left by the inkstone: [The thank you gift you asked for. It's okay these days, don't bother me. 】

After Kasyapa finished reading these lines, they instantly turned into blue-purple light and dissipated in the air.

Kasyapa looked back at the huge courtyard in front of him, smiled meaningfully, and then disappeared in a flash.

When Yanchen returned to the yard, Nanxiang was practicing Taoist talismans.

When Nan Xiang saw Yan Chen coming back, she didn't stop and continued to complete her daily practice.

After practicing, Nan Xiang sat across from Yan Chen.

Yanchen reached out and touched Nan Xiang's head: "Are you hungry?"

Calculating the time, he should prepare breakfast.

Nan Xiang nodded and shook his head: "Achen, is there any news about my master?"

Yanchen paused, then shook his head slightly: "No."

Seeing that the little girl was feeling a little disappointed, he held her in his arms and comforted her softly:

"Anan, maybe no news is the best news. Let's go to the palace to look for clues another day, okay?"

Nan Xiang nodded: "Okay."

Yanchen didn't hold her for long, he got up and went to wash Nan Xiang's hands and make breakfast.

After breakfast, Yanchen mentioned the Cassia Pearl to Nanxiang.

Yanchen said while observing Nan Xiang's reaction.

Sure enough, he saw the little girl's expression of joy, and two shallow dimples on her cute baby face, which made his eyes dim.

"Achen, we agreed that the first person I want to see is you."

"Okay." Yanchen said with a gentle smile and his eyes were soft and caring.

When Yanchen healed Nan Xiang's eyes, Yanchen suddenly became a little nervous from his original calmness.

His hands that dropped naturally tightened his robe unconsciously.

"Achen, what's wrong with you?"

Nan Xiang naturally knew that his beauty was nervous, and she could see it with her mind, but she still couldn't help teasing him.

Yanchen calmed down and shook his head gently:

"It's nothing, I'm just a little nervous for the first time."

"Achen, I should be nervous."

Nan Xiang didn't expect Yanchen's reaction to be so sincere and cute, so he reached out and grabbed his hand to comfort him.

"Anan, shall I unwrap the cloth for you now?"

Nan Xiang nodded.

She couldn't wait for a long time. If she didn't want to give her great beauty a chance to show off and live up to his wishes, she would take out a bottle of high-level elixir for restoring sight from the space and eat it directly after recovering her memory and strength.

Yanchen gently opened the cloth.

He put the cloth aside, stood up and walked in front of Nan Xiang. He bent down and raised his hand to wave in front of Nan Xiang's eyes.

"Have you ever seen it?"

Nan Xiang opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was a big, white and slender hand.

She smiled and nodded slightly.

"can see."

Yanchen moved his hand away from Nan Xiang's eyes and took a few steps back. His posture was dignified so that Nan Xiang could see his whole body at a glance.

Nan Xiang saw someone standing with his hands behind his back. The pink clothes on him did not look vulgar, but instead made him look like a fairy, independent from the world.

A pair of Danxia red eyes looked at her tenderly, with a smile as bright as the stars in their eyes, which made her little heart skip a beat.

Sure enough, the feeling of facing the impact of beauty is different when you see it with your spiritual mind and when you see it with your naked eyes.

Yanchen was very satisfied with the fact that the little girl looked at him dumbfounded. He was still very confident in his skin.

He walked towards Nanxiang, hugged her into his arms, and chuckled:

"Little Taoist priest, are you satisfied with what you see?"

Nan Xiang did not nod like a chicken pecking at rice as Ruo Yanchen expected, but directly hooked his hands around the man's neck. His originally pitch-black eyes without focus were now filled with a figure, and they were clear and translucent.

She leaned over and gently bit the man's ear:

"My inkstone beauty is truly stunning and alluring. She can be called the most beautiful woman in the world."

Yanchen's breathing was unsteady, and there was suppressed emotion in his eyes.

He gently pushed the little girl on the bed, placing his hands on the left and right sides, just trapping the little girl in the space created by his arms.

"Anan, you promised me that after you regain your sight, I can make a condition..."

"Okay." Yanchen felt sweet joy in his heart when he heard the little girl's answer. Before he could react, the situation was reversed and he was pinned down on the bed by his little girl.

Although his mind was a little confused, Yanchen had a secret expectation.

Sure enough, he saw a long, inexplicably familiar red rope appear out of thin air in the little girl's hand.

Yanchen searched for the memory of this red rope in his mind but did not find it, but he subconsciously felt that he should know this red rope.

While he was searching for memories, Nan Xiang had already tied up Yan Chen:

"Achen, do you like this?"

Although Nan Xiang was also smiling at this moment, and it was different from usual, Yan Chen felt that his little girl should be like this.

No matter what kind of temperament his Anan has, as long as she is her, he likes her. To be precise, he loves her very much.

"I like it. As long as it's Anan, no matter what Anan does, I like it. Except for not wanting me."

Nan Xiang looked at the mixture of pink and red in front of her eyes. The man lowered his eyes slightly, spitting out characters one by one, seemingly filled with infinite emotions, and his eyebrows and eyes became captivating.

And at the end of the sentence, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her red eyes dimmed, she seemed a little pitiful, and she wanted to be loved and cherished.

In short, Nanxiang couldn't stand it anymore.

She moved her eyes slightly and suppressed the restlessness in her heart.

Then he turned around and hooked the chin of the male goblin in front of him with his hand with a smile:

"My great beauty, I agree to your conditions. But you must rely on me."

"it is good."

The man's "good" was gentle and elegant, and the lingering sound drifted into the little girl's mouth before it stopped.

The two of them gently grasped each other's waist with one hand, and held each other tightly with the other hand, and they kissed inseparably.