After the rebirth, the villain was arched

Qiru is used to being rude, but she has never been so gentle before. The morning light is shining with dazzling gold, melting into the peach-like texture, and the garden is in full bloom.

Xu is really crazy.

I have slept too much these past few days, Zhehua is so tired that I can't pass out, I don't even have the strength to raise my hand, old and new bruises are everywhere, like a painting with splashed ink wantonly.

After Qiru straightened his clothes, he saw that he was not sleeping soundly, and he didn't know what kind of evil he had fallen into. He even changed the bed sheets for Zhehua, and brought plaster to heal the bruises on his body.

The person on the bed hadn't fallen asleep at all, so startled that he pushed on the outstretched arm. The hands had no strength, and his heart trembled with lingering fear, as if scratching the apex of the heart, which made people itch.

"Give you medicine, don't move around."

"You also said to apply medicine just now..." Zhehua was bullied so hard that her voice was so hoarse that it smoked, and she spoke with a bit of grievance, which made Qiru unable to even express her temper.

He is in a good mood and doesn't know this person as well.

It was already noon when the good ointment was put on, and I don't know if it was a discovery of conscience or a sudden change of sex. When Qiru came to find Huabuyu to fix Xiaozao, Baige, who was watching the excitement, was so happy.

With a small mouth, if Huabuyu hadn't stopped her, she might have been beaten so badly.

"I'll just say it! What's the matter!" Bai Ge hid behind Huabuyu, poked his neck and scolded confidently, "I'll pay you back for whoring, brother, whore for nothing, you're not a thing!"

The veins on Qiru's forehead twitched because of the anger: "Did I say that I wouldn't give him a title?"

"You don't necessarily want it for others. Look at your temper, look at Xiao Thua'er, how hardworking and caring, tsk tsk."

Huabuyu was suddenly brought out for comparison, looking at his nose and nose, looking at his heart, he looked down at the soup, and then the soup spoon picked Qiru away.

Why do you feel that the fire is inexplicably burning yourself?

He sighed helplessly: "Actually, Senior Brother Zhehua still cares about Senior Brother Qiru."

Qiru raised her chin, indicating that the words were useful, and asked Huabuyu to continue talking.

Huabuyu: "..."

He bit the bullet and forced a few words, and was finally driven away.

Bai Ge followed Huabuyu and was kicked down the mountain, laughing like he was about to die all the way, and looked like he deserved a beating.

Huabuyu was a little worried: "Senior brother, you mess up the mandarin ducks, I'm afraid it's...not appropriate."

"Who said I was messed up." Bai Ge poured out a handful of fried melon seeds from the bag, and divided half of them, "You can't see it."

"Zhehua is really good-tempered and easy to bully, but he is also a disciple of Tianyuan Peak. He is not a slave or servant. Do you really think he is the kind of bad person who has no bottom line?"

"..."

If it wasn't for moving to Tianyuan Peak recently, Zhehua would really think that Qiru was taken away by someone.

This guy doesn't distinguish between grains and grains, and he is not expected to serve people at all.

But... for some reason, seeing Qiru taking care of herself clumsily and awkwardly, she suddenly felt a little cute again.

There is also helplessness.

I was really stunned.

Zhehua rubbed her forehead, set the teacup and poured two cups of fragrant and light scented tea, and pushed the teacup in front of Qiru: "You don't have to do this."

Qiru's outstretched hand paused, and her tone suddenly became cold: "What do you mean?"

Just two days after the beginning of spring, the coldness of late spring came, and a trace of heat wafted from the warm tea, rubbing the fragrance of flowers and tea into the air.

"I can understand what happened a few days ago." Zhehua seemed to have considered her words for a long time, so that it sounded too rational and cold, "You don't have to feel burdened, it's just a matter of your preference and my wish. It's over, pretend it never happened..."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Ru suddenly stood up, dragged him to the front, gritted his teeth and said, "Pretend it didn't happen? Who are you bluffing?"

Zhehua subconsciously struggled backwards, restrained his movements, his voice became cold, and each word made his heart ache: "Otherwise? You and I are both cultivators, why should we be responsible for a person who doesn't want to see him for the rest of our lives. "

Qiru looked at him for a long time, his eyes almost turned red, he wanted to refute something, but it was true, before that, he really didn't want to see this person.

He took heavy breaths several times, but he didn't say a word. In the end, he was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he pressed the hand that was pulling the skirt of the man's head to the back of the man's head, violently sweeping away the pretended calm and breath.

Zhehua was almost suffocated by this rough kiss, and finally couldn't even struggle anymore, and fell into the wide embrace like ooze.

Qiru's anger was picked up, and his voice was a little hoarse. He pressed Zhehua in his arms, but still felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger, and bit his red-hot ear viciously and cursed: "Why do you say that I don't want to see you? I can't spend my life with you."

Zhe Hua was so overwhelmed by this man's domineering, ruthless and unreasonable behavior that he couldn't figure out what this man was thinking.

"I really hate you so much, why would I do this with you?" Qiru held Zhehua's neck, staring deeply into those eyes, "No one can force me to do what I don't want to do. "

"Hmm..." Zhehua lowered her eyes.

"Or, are you not going to marry me?"

The person in his arms immediately raised his eyes and looked over in disbelief.

How dare he!

Just when Qiru decided that if this person rejected him, he would tie him back even if he was tied, he heard Zhehua say.

"But I'm a man." Zhehua lowered his eyelashes slightly, he can't talk about other people's lives, but his thoughts are a bit old, "I can't give birth to you either."

These words almost knocked Qiru unconscious, and something couldn't help but just about to move.

"I don't need those." He was afraid that he would accidentally screw off his head just by raising that junior brother. If someone really gave birth to him, it would be nothing more than a burden for him, "Just tell me, Would you like to?"

Even if you don't want to, you can't refuse.

But he just wanted to hear Zhehua say those two words.

Not only his body, he even wants to possess his heart.

It's strange and inexplicable, but it has become like this.

"If you didn't force yourself to be like this..." Zhehua felt that her head was filled with paste, her voice became weaker and her ears became redder, "or, if you get tired of it one day, you don't have to... ..."

"Tsk."

"I am willing."

"Hmph." Qiru's brows were about to fly, "Is it true or false?"

"...I really want to." If it weren't for being held in Qiru's arms now, the folded flowers would have been buried in the ground, and this person would have chased him to ask.

"I treat you this way, how can you really be willing?"

Zhehua was stunned for a moment, and suddenly wanted to laugh, he really thought this person was cute, he was clearly a master who was fearless, and he would care about such small things.

He was not very eloquent, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, he stood on tiptoe on a whim, and put a kiss on the thin lips with his slightly swollen lips.

"Fuck." Qi Ru swears, "You really want my life."

Maybe as early as many years ago, I can't remember when it was.

When Zhehua first came to Tianyuanmen, he was not talented and had a good temper, so he was always easy to be bullied.

Among the new outer disciples, there was a fierce and vicious child. These outer disciples couldn't beat them, so he vented his anger with folded flowers.

At that time, he had never met that young man named Lun Ze. He only knew that there was such a person. If he met him, he might even have to confess his life.

The group of losers surrounded him, looking for existence by bullying the weak, not to mention such a large group, just one or two of them, Zhe Huaye was not their opponent.

This time I will probably lie down for several days.

I only hope that I won't be crippled, if he is kicked out of Tianyuanmen...he really has nowhere to go.

Zhehua lowered her head, shrunk her neck to bear against the raised fist, and heard a muffled sound, accompanied by a gust of wind, and the two people around him were kicked out.

At that time, the spring was just in full bloom, and the sky was full of splendor.

It was love at first sight.

Finish.

The author has something to say: Qiru: A bunch of trash, let me crawl

As for folding flowers, emmm was too weak, he didn't even bother to fight, he left after cleaning up the group of people, it's a misunderstanding(.)

The second episode is over~ I feel that everyone is not looking forward to the modern chapter, or I will not write it. As for the stories of Patriarch Xia and Patriarch Che, they will be included in the "Illustrated Handbook of Atypical Cultivation of Beautiful Men", and Xia Che will be in it. Important role, if I have a whim one day, I will create another modern extra book, as a bedtime cookie, so, don’t get lost if you collect the author~