If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

Why does she have to save herself again and again.

Is it just because he can assist her in dual cultivation?

Could it be that she likes herself?

Song Shiyuan was frightened by his idea.

Suddenly, a slender and soft arm stopped his waist, pulling all his attention back.

Song Shiyuan turned his head and faced the girl's beautiful face.

With a thought in her mind, the girl turned her head to look at him.

At this moment, Song Shiyuan felt a strange throbbing in his heart.

It seemed like he was the only one in her clear and lively eyes.

Her eyes were bright and focused.

And her cherry lips were sweet and soft. He had tasted them before

The swirling white snow fell on the two of them. Jiang Miao landed lightly on the ground with her toes. She protected Song Shiyuan behind her, and then smiled coldly at those who had broken their spiritual swords.

"Fellow Taoists, if you have so many people besieging him, you still don't think it would be a disgrace to the sect."

Her voice was cold and harsh.

Those who just wanted to kill Song Shiyuan and seize the treasure remembered Song Shiyuan's red eyes and completely irrational appearance when he faced a desperate situation, and retorted with sarcasm.

"Evil devils have crooked ways, and everyone will kill them. Killing them is equivalent to eliminating harm to the entire world of immortality."

Jiang Miao chuckled, "Okay, you guys are very reasonable."

"Who is righteous and who is evil? You are just doing it for a profit, so don't use the banner of righteousness to satisfy your own unquenchable greed."

"Witch! Don't talk nonsense." The leader was furious and took out his magic weapon and started fighting with Jiang Miao. The others saw this and joined in.

Jiang Miao was not afraid of them. Instead, when he took action, he looked back and smiled at Song Shiyuan.

"Junior brother, watch out. I will help you kill the enemy today, so please stop running around."

She smiled beautifully, shining brightly under the snowy light, and even the curve of her lips was perfect.

Song Shiyuan's heart swayed for a moment. Just when his ears turned red and he wanted to look away, the seductive male voice suddenly sounded in his mind again.

[Are you excited? I can help you get her. ]

[Only the strong are qualified to have their beloved. You don’t want to be saved by her again and again, right? wimp]

Song Shiyuan frowned and scolded the inner demon living in the sea of ​​consciousness, "Shut up!"

On the other side, Jiang Miao acted too quickly, and the monks who surrounded Song Shiyuan without respect for martial arts fell one by one.

The screams rang out in the flying snow, and were quickly silenced.

Jiang Miao pulled up the seriously injured Song Shiyuan and said, "Let's go. They spread the news before they died. You and I will probably be hunted down."

These people are really annoying. They label people as evil and evil at every turn, and then let people with their own agendas beat them up.

The two of them were still in the secret realm, and Jiang Miao found a secret cave to place Song Shiyuan.

At this time, Song Shiyuan, who was lying on the stone bed in the cave, fell into a semi-conscious state.

Jiang Miao saw the demonic aura constantly emerging from his body, and there was nothing she could do for a while. The inner demon still needed a heart medicine, and all she could do was to stuff a few Qingxin Pills into his mouth.

She stuffed the pill, and when she was about to get up, Song Shiyuan suddenly hooked her neck, pulled her down and kissed her lips.

Jiang Miao was caught off guard and opened her eyes wide. Was she being kissed by force?

Is the target of this strategy so vindictive?

I kissed him last time when I was drunk. He still had to kiss him back?

Just when she was lost in thought, Song Shiyuan suddenly exuded an aura that was colder and more powerful than before.

He was as ferocious as a ferocious beast, he pounced on her and just wanted to bite her, without the restraint and coolness he had in the past.

The fierceness of this kiss was beyond Jiang Miao's imagination. She felt as if she was going to be eaten by him.

Jiang Miao didn't even have a moment to breathe, her whole body was indulged in this long, passionate and deep kiss.

The man who put her down held the back of her head, his breath was fierce and suppressed.

Song Shiyuan relied on instinct and bit her lip.

Kissing her almost out of control, his palms caressing her back vigorously, and then moved downwards.

After a while, Jiang Miao fell into the whirlpool and lost consciousness.

When she fell from the high slope, she opened her eyes in confusion. What she saw was Song Shiyuan's fingers with clear joints. She saw that his fingers were stained with her scent. Her ears suddenly turned red.

Song Shiyuan saw the moist look in her eyes, and this scene instantly stimulated his eyes.

Raising his head slightly, the Adam's apple in his neck rolled violently. He pinched Jiang Miao's chin and asked, "Senior sister, do you want to go?"

Jiang Miao was burned by his deep and hot gaze, and when she heard his seductive tone, her heart became a little confused.

It was true that Song Shiyuan was so handsome and charming that she became lustful

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she stretched out her hand to press against his chest. She immediately felt Song Shiyuan tighten his grip on her waist, pull her down, and then press her down tightly.

Jiang Miao felt like his head was in a mess, and he had touched his arrogance.

She suddenly widened her eyes and became a little more awake.

Not

How is this possible?

Are all those who cultivate immortality so gifted?

Is it too late for her to regret it now?

Just when she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard Song Shiyuan whispering in her ear.

"Jiang Miao, I like you."

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, and then she was hugged tightly by Song Shiyuan. She originally wanted to stand up and leave, but she changed her mind and instead gently wrapped her arms around him.

Song Shiyuan didn't feel her resistance and calmed down instead.

He hugged her and buried his head in her heart.

When Jiang Miao thought that he was still so seriously injured, she thought about getting up and taking out the healing elixir to heal him. Unexpectedly, as soon as she stood up, she saw Song Shiyuan looking at her with red eyes.

"Are you leaving me?"

Jiang Miao punched him and said, "Junior brother, I haven't seen you for a while, but you have learned how to hit him with a rake."

"I just want to heal you."

Song Shiyuan didn't seem to be able to listen to her words, so he hugged her again, his face pressed against hers, and said nothing.

Jiang Miao had no choice but to take out the elixir, pour a few and stuff them into his mouth.

After taking the elixir, Song Shiyuan completely calmed down and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

He seemed to know that he was going to sleep, so he took out a quilt from his Qiankun bag and wrapped Jiang Miao in it.

Jiang Miao pulled back a little of the quilt with both hands, looked at the top of the cave, and blinked.

Looking to the side, we can see Song Shiyuan's perfect sleeping face and the pale golden silk quilt.

he?

Does he still recognize the bed?

Wherever you go, you have to hug his quilt to sleep?

What a weird hobby.

Still holding the little quilt she gave me!

A blush appeared on Jiang Miao's cheeks.

After working hard all day, she was tired and slowly fell asleep in Song Shiyuan's arms.

Song Shiyuan, who was sleeping, had nightmares as usual.

In the dream, the voice that was good at confusing people sounded again.

He clenched his fists subconsciously, trying his best to suppress the paranoia rising in his heart, unable to be controlled by the demon in the sea of ​​consciousness.

[Admit it, you like her and want to get her completely, just listen to me, I will help you. I am you, you are me, why should you resist. ]

Song Shiyuan breathed out rapidly, and the demon in his heart was about to break out of its restraints.

Jiang Miao felt him moving around, so she reached out and held down his arm, "Don't move, I still want to sleep."

Song Shiyuan opened his eyes, his eyes were a little red.

He leaned over and asked Jiang Miao's face, "Sister, can you kiss me?"

……