I am merciful and sweet

It seemed that Jiang Lingwan's hot breath still lingered in his ears.He kissed Qin's round ears, poured out his love over and over again, tried his best, without reservation.

When Qin Yuan, who is in heat, meets Jiang Lingwan, who is like an aphrodisiac, it will be like thunder and fire, and the momentum of starting a prairie fire is unstoppable.

Qin Yuan stretched out her hand, and slowly rubbed her sore thigh, laughing in her heart, if it wasn't for Jiang Lingwan's extraordinary talent, based on his tossing around last night, as an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would have been "overwhelmed".

He loosened the bedding, turned over and lay on his back, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

He escaped while Jiang Ling was going to wash up in the bathroom at night.The "hard work" of the two of them made the sky dark and the earth dark, and it was not until dawn in the east that the flags and drums died down.

Qin Yuan closed her eyes, wanting to take a nap, when she heard the doorbell outside the house ring.He was drowsy, turned over, and suddenly felt numbness and wetness on his face, as if something was licking him.

He opened his eyelids in a daze, and saw a flaming unicorn the size of a palm, blinking a pair of big wet violet eyes, flirting with cuteness.

……

Qin Yuan rubbed her eyes, stretched out her index finger and poked Yan Qi down.Although the latter was covered in a mass of flames, it was not scorching at this time.It lay down on the bed and kept rolling, without any majestic appearance.

Qin Yuan grabbed the fluff on Yanqi's neck, lifted it up, and asked suspiciously, "What are you?"

Maybe it hurt it.If Yanqi had eyebrows, they would have wrinkled into the word "Chuan" at this moment.It shed tears silently, crystal clear teardrops rolling down the eye sockets one by one, silently accusing Qin Yuan of this chaotic and abandoned...

???

Qin Yuan could actually read what it was thinking.

He looked up and looked around, but saw Jiang Lingwan sitting on the red sofa in the corner without saying a word, looking at him quietly.

Qin Yuan couldn't help but said: "Why don't you make a sound? You can scare people to death, okay?"

Jiang Lingwan's eyes became more and more resentful.

By the way, he is not a human being, but an old ghost who is thousands of years old.

Qin Yuan asked again: "How did you get in?"

From Jiang Lingwan's sleeve flew out a piece of yellow talisman paper figure.The paper man moved his two thin legs, ran to the door humming, and then climbed up the doorknob like a gecko.

It silently deduced how it entered Qinyuan's room unimpeded.

Qin Yuan put Yan Qi down, endured the discomfort in her waist, got out of bed and walked to Jiang Lingwan's side, held out his hand to hold his handsome face, and asked, "Why don't you talk?"

Jiang Lingwan looked sad, "I thought you used me again, so I just laughed it off."

After the spring breeze between the two of them and the wildfire igniting the ground, he came out of the bathroom, only to find that his sweetheart had disappeared, which completely hurt the fragile glass heart of the King of Ghosts.

Qin Yuan explained: "I just..."

He pursed his lips, and his face burned again.

He's just ashamed.

Jiang Lingwan let him sit on her lap, hugged him into her arms, lowered her head and kissed his cheek, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

The thin-skinned Qin Yuan couldn't answer this kind of question.He changed the subject, pointed to Yan Qi who was playing on the "trampoline" on the bed and said, "What is this?" After asking, he pulled off Jiang Lingwan's collar, seeing that the tattoo on his chest was still in good condition, and he was even more puzzled.

Jiang Ling said in the evening: "This is the soul body. The soul body will appear when the cultivation style is perfect. As long as the soul body does not dissipate, you will not die. In other words, if you want to kill me, you must kill the soul body first."

Qin Yuan said: "Your soul body... seems a little childish."

It is said that things are like masters, and this old ghost who has lived for thousands of years is sometimes quite naive.

Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled softly.

Jiang Lingwan fell in love with his handsome appearance, whose eyes were like crescent moons, full of brilliance, and couldn't help kissing his dimples over and over again, and then said: "The estrus period of the Dragon Clan is seven days. During this time, you have to be with him wherever you go. I report."

The most unexpected thing about the estrus period is that you don't know when you will suddenly come into estrus during the cycle.

Qin Yuan nodded with red cheeks.

"Beep, beep—"

The watch on Qin Yuan's wrist was thrown somewhere, and the alarm clock on the bedside table struck the hour.

Beijing time 7:30

"I'm going to get ready for class," he said.

Jiang Lingwan kissed his forehead, "Please take leave. I can teach you those things too."

Fengling Yedu, the former base camp of the Dao of Demons, cultivated demons, demons, and ghosts.As the chief disciple of the Demon Ancestor, Jiang Lingwan naturally combined the three cultivations into one, and he was the best in the extreme north.

Qin Yuan asked: "Is Teacher Yu Feiyuan back?"

Jiang Ling said in the evening: "I'm back. She asked Granny Meng to join a team and let a few young ones reincarnate early. Go to sleep." After he finished speaking, he hummed a lullaby softly.His magnetic and gentle voice traveled across mountains, rivers and wilderness, and brought Qin Yuan back to the Valley of Time in the Buzhou Mountains, a paradise where there is no dispute with the world and the fragrance of birds and flowers.

......

Qin Yuan woke up from starvation.He rubbed his hungry stomach, stepped on plush slippers, opened the door to go to the kitchen to find food.Unexpectedly, as soon as she went out, she saw Tang Xiuyao carrying a bowl of red bean porridge and was about to enter Room 1.

Qin Yuan asked strangely: "Why didn't you go to class?"

Compared with these "campus hooligans", Tang Xiuyao is a good student.

Tang Xiuyao turned the doorknob, "Mengmeng is not feeling well. I will accompany him."

Qin Yuan walked in after him, and asked: "What's wrong with him, is he sick?"

The house had obviously been tidied up and was as clean as new.The curtains were opened a gap to let the soft warm sun shine in.

Nan Guimeng was covered with a quilt, lying on the bed, hugging a pillow and taking a nap with her eyes closed.

Seeing his blushing cheeks and the slight fatigue between his brows, Qin Yuan approached the bed and asked, "Do you have a fever?"

Nan Guimeng said lazily, "It's flirting."

His voice was hoarse, as if it was caused by screaming all night.

Tang Xiuyao put the red bean porridge on the bedside table, then squatted in front of him, stroked his hair gently, and said, "Mengmeng, go to bed after breakfast."

Nan Guimeng said with an annoyed look, "Understood, get out!"

Tang Xiuyao said, "I asked for leave."

Nan Guimeng raised her eyelids to look at him, "Whose class?"

Tang Xiuyao said, "It's from the director."

Nan Guimeng's face turned cold, her phoenix eyes glared angrily, "Get the hell out of here and go to class!"

Tang Xiuyao asked puzzledly, "Why?"

Nan Guimeng closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the pillow, "If you want to see him rush into the dormitory, point at my nose, and call me a vixen, you can just stay here."

Tang Xiuyao said solemnly, "I won't let him in."

Nan Guimeng lost his temper because of his stubbornness, so he simply pulled the quilt to cover his head, not seeing what he saw.

Qin Yuan said to Tang Xiuyao: "You go to class. I have already asked for leave today, so I will just take care of him."

Tang Xiuyao frowned, staring closely at Nanguimeng who curled herself up into a silkworm baby.After a while, like a deflated ball, he said with a dejected expression, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

With a cloud over his head, he walked out and closed the door.

Although he said he would take care of Nanguimeng, the strong aroma of the red bean porridge kept teasing Qinyuan's stomach.He swallowed and said, "Mengguan, are you hungry?"

When Nan Guimeng heard Tang Xiuyao's voice going out, she lifted the quilt, turned over and lay down on her back, and said: You can eat. "

So Qin Yuan unceremoniously drank the red bean porridge.

He licked the bottom of the bowl, and put it down unsatisfied, feeling a tingling sensation from his calf, and asked again: "Would you mind lending me the bed for a while?"

Nan Guimeng said, "Anything you want."

Qin Yuan found an empty seat, took off her shoes and lay down on it.

Nanguimeng is especially quiet when she is not jealous, like a beautiful enamel doll.Qin Yuan saw that he didn't seem to have anything to do, so she rolled on the bed bored, and when she turned to a place, she caught a glimpse of a photo album.

Curiosity tended to pull out the photo album that was in the shelf on the wall.

He asked: "Mengguan, can I look through your photo album?"

Nanguimeng might be tired, so she gave a faint "hmm" as an answer.

After getting his consent, Qin Yuan opened the photo album.

What caught my eye was an old ink painting.

The person in the painting has an extraordinary appearance, smiles like a morning glow, is in high spirits, wears a blue and white Taoist robe, and looks beautiful.

The note is: Tang Qiuqi.

Qinyuan continued to flip through, and the faces and names of the people in each painting were different, and their costumes were from ancient times to the present.

As smart as he was, he guessed that these people were all Tang Xiuyao's reincarnations.And Tang Qiuqi should be the little sun who fell in love with Nan Guimeng in the first life.

Qin Yuan closed the photo album, put it back on the IKEA wall shelf, and asked: "His appearance is different in every life, how did you find it?"

Nan Guimeng raised her sleeves, revealing a white arm, and saw a black complicated totem printed on it.He said: "This is called 'Tongde', which is a magic spell. After casting Tongde, I can no longer be tempted by anyone except him."

This is undoubtedly the overlord's clause, and the object of execution and observance is indeed the caster of the curse himself.

Qin Yuan asked puzzledly: "Why didn't you entrust Tongde to him?"

Nan Guimeng only asked back, "If you were me, would you fall on him?"

Qin Yuan was momentarily at a loss for words.

After a while, he said: "You students of Fengling Yedu, are you all so infatuated?"

Nan Guimeng smiled self-deprecatingly, "Didn't the principal tell you that all of us cultivators are lunatics?"

Seeing that his complexion seemed to have improved, and he had returned to his fearless look, Qin Yuan asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Nan Guimeng turned over, continued lying on the bed, and lazily said, "My butt hurts."

Qin Yuan was silent for a while, then chose to lie beside him and said, "Me too."

What a pair of brothers and sisters.

Qin Yuan lay down for a while, then opened the chatter box and asked: "One heart and one mind. Since there is one heart, is there one heart?"

Nan Guimeng said: "Yes. When you are attacked, the sympathetic person will take the lead to block half of the fatal damage for you. Once you die, the sympathetic person will definitely die." He raised the corner of his mouth and continued: "He gave me If you have a common heart, I will naturally repay you with the same virtue."

Qin Yuan: Caught off guard, another mouthful of dog food.

Nan Guimeng said: "Our dharma veins all come from Zhou Qiyu, the ancestor of the three generations of demons. Jiang Lingwan is not the same one as us. He likes you so much, I don't know what kind of weird love spell he cast on you."

Qin Yuan humbly asked for advice, "What do you think it will be?"

Nan Guimeng pondered, "I think with his character, he might make a deal with the Demon God in exchange for your whole life."

Qin Yuan asked: "Why not eternal life?"

Nan Guimeng raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Do you want to live forever with him?"