beautiful woman at home

Ye Ran lightly touched the soft earlobe with her fingertips, she couldn't bear to use too much force, so she had to sternly say: "Is this still a dream?"

The force was a bit heavier, although it didn't hurt much, but Wen Zijin still tilted his head to feel the warm fingertips, stared blankly at the sullen woman with his dark eyes and replied: "No, it's not a dream."

The sunlight falling outside the study was very clear, and the chirping of cicadas was also very noisy. Wen Zijin blushed slightly and realized that this could not be a dream.

Wen Zijin lost her previous straightforwardness and boldness, she lowered her head shyly and obediently asked: "Sister Ye, why did you come back early today?"

"It's not because of you." Ye Ran saw that the girl had returned to her usual state, and the panic in her heart subsided a lot, and she even let go of her fingertips that were pinching her earlobe.

"Because of Zijin?" Wen Zijin's round eyes, like black chess pieces, moved to the woman in front of him, a bright smile reflected in his bright eyes, "It turns out that Sister Ye is also thinking about Zijin."

Ye Ran pursed her lips slightly, she was a little annoyed and answered the words without thinking too much, but the girl looked so happy and couldn't say anything serious, so she had to look away and look at the messy study.

The female ghost in that corner lost her soul, and she was obviously about to die.

"Don't look at me, this is all caused by that old Taoist nun!" The woman in red said indifferently with a long sword in her hand.

Wen Zijin came back to his senses and said anxiously, "Sister Ye, can we save that female ghost?"

A female scholar in plain clothes stood in the corner with a pale complexion, looking sideways at Ye Ran, eyes full of confusion.

Ye Ran blinked and looked away, and lightly cast a spell between the fingers to hold the female ghost, only to see the female ghost turned into a wisp of green smoke and condensed in the red porcelain bottle, "Nurture it with blood every day at Haishi, remember not to see the light."

The female scholar held the red porcelain bottle with both hands and thanked her gratefully: "Thank you for saving my life."

"You don't need to thank me, just take it as fate."

"May I ask if this girl came to Jingzhou City many years ago?" the female scholar asked hesitantly.

Ye Ran was taken aback for a moment and then refused: "I haven't been here."

The conversation between the two was a bit inexplicable. Wen Zijin tugged on the black sleeve with his fingertips, and was still recalling that Sister Ye's demon-absorbing spell was really powerful just now with a face full of shock!

I saw the female scholar carrying the red porcelain bottle, and walked into the inner room of the backyard as if ignoring everything else.

The woman in red beside her brows were full of worry, "She has put so much effort into raising a ghost, she will be killed sooner or later!"

Ye Ran glanced sideways at the eager gaze of the girl beside him, still not quite used to it, and just replied softly: "People are always going to die, since she is willing, there is no reason for you and me to interfere."

"You're right, you said you won't interfere with the reincarnation of heaven, so why do you want to help?" the woman in red said angrily.

Wen Zijin noticed the aggression in these words, her small face was tense and she stood in front of Ye Ran and said, "Saving people is a good thing, you are not allowed to be so fierce to Sister Ye."

He had obviously defeated the Taoist nun before, why did he change his face when he turned around?

The woman in red sneered and didn't answer.

Ye Ran stretched out his hand to hold the hand of the girl with reddish cheeks clenched into a fist, and the corners of her lips could not help but rise. The girl's fierce and cute appearance is quite cute.

Wen Zijin noticed that her hand was being held, and when she came back to her senses, her cheeks turned even redder.

Holding hands, Sister Ye actually took the initiative to hold hands!

Wen Zijin, who didn't dare to turn her head back, even her white and tender earlobe was flushed red, and she didn't even dare to turn her head, but only held back that warm and cool hand.

"I do have selfish intentions, but you want to harm others because of selfish intentions. I don't need to say clearly which of the two is good or bad." Ye Ran replied calmly, holding that warm and soft little hand.

The woman in red snorted softly: "I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Ye Ran shook her head and didn't want to argue with the foolish person any more, but turned to the girl who lowered her head and said nothing: "Young master, hurry back to your house, otherwise Mrs. Wen should be worried."

Wen Zijin came back to his senses belatedly, his eyes were erratic and he didn't dare to look at the woman in front of him, his heart was still beating fast, and the angle of his lips was still raised.

The words fell, but there was no movement between the two of them. Ye Ran looked helplessly at the hand that was tightly held, and then let go of it with a light struggle, "I will ride back to the house first, and the young master is with the servant."

Kong Luoluo lost the warmth in his hands all of a sudden, Wen Zijin felt like a huge boulder had fallen heavily in his heart, and suddenly lost the joy he had before, and just nodded sullenly.

Not long after, the black skirt disappeared, the servants woke up, and the woman in red disappeared.

Wen Zijin deliberately asked the servant to close the door of the study, and then returned to the mansion in a sedan chair.

The heat was unbearably hot that day, Wen Zijin drank several bowls of sour plum soup at noon, and the tip of his nose was still sweating from time to time.

Ye Ran in the side courtyard was not much better, the sun was at its heaviest at noon, and the once-in-a-century heat was especially tormenting the monsters.

Even Ye Ran, whose cultivation level is not to be feared, still suffers from a headache. Sitting on the low couch, black and red scales faintly appeared on the white neck, and even his face became blurred.

The doors and windows were tightly sealed, and there was no light in the entire inner room. Ye Ran's side face was covered with sweat and his brows were tightly frowned, and his expression was even more painful.

It was like a raging fire burning all over his body, but Ye Ran could only endure it bit by bit until the night gradually enveloped Jingzhou City.

Ye Ran fell weakly on the couch, her legs had gradually turned into the shape of a giant python, and the figure was falling down and spreading. The black skirt disappeared as if she had realized something, and gradually shone with scales. In ancient times, emperors used python skin to make imperial robes. , probably so.

I vaguely heard someone calling outside, the voice was very vague and inaudible, which was annoying!

"Get out!" Ye Ran didn't want to be seen in such a weak state.

The voice outside suddenly stopped.

Wen Zijin stood stupidly at the outer door holding the iced watermelon, his little heart almost stopped in shock from the scolding just now.

"Sister Ye, are you not feeling well?" Wen Zijin summoned up his courage and spoke again.

Ye Ran, who was originally lying on the low couch, heard the voice clearly, and slowly moved her figure, looking at the faint figure of the girl, her throat was a little dry, and her eyes were shining red.

Human blood with three yin constitutions has always been the best tonic for monsters and ghosts to improve their cultivation, and Ye Ran is no exception.

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