The Sword of Fast Time Traveling Xiumei GL

"Be patient." She asked Chu Yun to lie on her body and use her hands to pull out the giant object, but any touch of her hands would make the man's muscles tense.

Nan Huaimu stroked the back of Chu Yun's neck and asked her to put her arms around him.

Chu Yun didn't dare to disobey.

Nan Huaimu pulled Yushi again, and finally withdrew some of it. The blood mixed with mucus dripped on her palm, but she didn't feel it was messy, but felt a crisp|itch scratching her heart.

This jade potential is expensive to make, it seems to have a simple structure, but its internal curvature is complicated, and the peak is made into a lotus blooming shape, which penetrates into the human body and forms barbs, which can be said to be vicious.

Such a vicious thing was sent by Miao girl to show off her power. The original owner was not angry when he saw it, and thought of throwing it down. After seeing Chu Yun, evil thoughts grew in his heart.

Seeing that Chu Yun's blood was flowing like water, Nan Huaimu was afraid that this thing had already hurt people badly, and knew that he could not delay any longer, so he said softly, "Relax, think about something interesting."

Then he pulled it hard, and with a bang sound, he finally pulled the thing out. A large area of ​​the bed sheet was soaked, and there was a faint smell in the room.

Nan Huaimu felt his back being tightly grasped and then loosened.

Chu Yun couldn't help it, and made a rough and hoarse voice: "Ma'am."

Nan Huaimu kissed the side of her face comfortingly and said, "You did a great job."

Chu Yun was so excited by this kiss that his whole body trembled, and his dead heart beat faster.Staring at Nan Huaimu in a daze, his eyes were dark and he couldn't see any emotion.

There was a strange smell of sandalwood in the air, and Chu Yun's numb lower body gradually regained consciousness. After realizing that it was his own thing, his face turned red, he quickly rolled over and got out of bed, and knelt down on one knee.

"Madam please punish me." The voice was still hoarse, like stones grinding each other.

Nan Huaimu looked at his empty hand, and asked lightly, "What needs to be punished?"

"Madam's quilt was soiled by her subordinates." She lowered her head and said, her fists resting on the ground, her veins bulging.

"It's just bedding."

"Madam please punish me." Chu Yun repeated.

Nan Huaimu looked at Chu Yun's face again. This man had a pair of sword eyebrows that are rarely seen on a woman's face. He has a full seal, a high nose bridge, and a face like a knife. The only femininity is the pair of peach blossoms. The unrestrained eyes, but unfortunately the lifelessness in the eyes suppressed the flair into a murderous look.

No wonder it has been possible to dress up as a man for so many years.

If she hadn't suffered in her childhood, she would probably be a chivalrous woman by now, and she would be a powerful one. Just this face alone is tougher than many men.

Nan Huai loves beauties, no matter they are soft or flamboyant.

However, this love is based on her own good mood. At this time, Chu Yun's two words "please punish me", made her feel extremely uncomfortable. What to vent some.

"Go back to your room and sleep." She turned around, put away the bed cover with one palm, and threw it to Chu Yun, "Take these away."

Chu Yun replied in a low voice, and went out through the window at a very fast speed.

Nan Huaimu closed her eyes and thought about it on the bed. She was a little puzzled: she cultivated the Tao and wanted to go smoothly. Where did the anger come from just now? It was just two words from Chu Yun. How could it cause such a huge impulse to her?

After contemplating for a while, there was no result, so Nan Huaimu crossed his legs to draw his breath, and practiced his own Taoism. It didn't take long for a burst of spiritual pillars to empower him.

She raised her hand and summoned three small swords. These three are Qiushui, Zhanchun, and Mo Wen. They are her natal swords. Now that the natal sword appears after cultivation, it means that her strength has recovered more than [-]%.

Nan Huaimu breathed a sigh of relief and continued to meditate, when he suddenly heard a faint sound of breathing outside the door.

She opened the door and saw Chu Yun kneeling on the ground as expected.

It was winter at this time, and this person wrapped his body in a single shirt, and was blown by the strong cold wind at the outer door all night, which is indeed a rare kind of foolish loyalty.

Nan Huaimu threw a burst of hot air into Chu Yun's body, and the suppressed anger came to her heart again. She reached out to check Chu Yun's body temperature, but couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot.

She took off her clothes to wrap Chu Yun, and asked through gritted teeth, "You just played here all night?"

Chu Yun was already used to this, and replied, "It's less than one night."

"Didn't I tell you to go back to bed?"

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Yun said, "That room was converted into a stable the year before last."

Nan Huaimu asked: "How can a good yard be changed into a stable?"

Chu Yun was silent.

Nan Huaimu couldn't wait for Chu Yun's answer, so he just had to read Qi Ling by himself, and he knew it in his heart.

It turned out that when Chu Yun first came, the original owner believed that this man was sent by her husband to humiliate her, so she let Chu Yun sleep in the stable, drink water from the stream, and do the hardest and most tiring work.

Later, when this person was recruited into the room and found to be a woman, the original owner felt that she had lost face. In order to keep Chu Yun in check, she let this person sleep in the corner of her bed and serve her overnight, so as not to let this person damage her reputation. Opportunity.

Nan Huaimu felt depressed and scratched the wall angrily, thinking that this person was deliberately angry with him.

She calmed herself down, breathed out a breath of white air, picked him up horizontally, and took three steps towards the east courtyard, and in a blink of an eye she arrived in front of a pool of hot springs.

Anyway, the hero is still a prince, so he has the money to take care of everything in his Jianghu residence.

Nan Huaimu took off the clothes of the two of them and stepped down into the hot spring.

Chu Yun wanted to escape to the shore, but Nan Huaimu hugged him by the waist and placed him on his lap.

"Be patient." Nan Huaimu said.

Chu Yun's wound touched the hot spring water, and the pain was so painful that her hands grabbed the mud and rocks on the shore, almost cutting off her nails, "Ma'am." She let out a low, almost desperate cry.

"If it hurts too much, scratch my back." Nan Huaimu put her hand on his shoulder and kissed her forehead, "Be patient, there are hundreds of herbs in this water, and it will feel comfortable after soaking."

Chu Yun was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he crashed into Nan Huaimu's arms, panting roughly.

Nan Huaimu felt regretful. She checked Chu Yun's temperature just now and saw that Chu Yun had a high fever. She knew that this person must have had an infection from his lower head injury.

Seeing Chu Yun in such pain, her heart ached so much that she couldn't speak.

She put all her spiritual power into Chu Yun's body, and inserted one hand into Chu Yun's lower body. It has just experienced a major ordeal and has not been properly treated. At this time, it is still slightly open, red and swollen abnormally.

Nan Huaimu gently pushed aside the two pieces of soft flesh, allowing the potion to enter Chu Yun's body for repair, and rubbed her waist with the other hand.

"Ma'am..." The words were thick and thick, and the tone was almost indistinguishable. Nan Huaimu heard it, but his mind was shaken.

"Does it feel better?" She gently wiped Chu Yun's reddish lips, which were dry and peeling, making it impossible to help but want to moisten this place.Nan Huaimu found a suitable reason for himself, put the two lips into his mouth, and licked them carefully.

Chu Yun seemed to resist, so Nan Huaimu grabbed her hand and stroked down her sunken spine to the coccyx, applying pressure with finger pressure, and then slowly kneaded it.

After a while, Chu Yun's body softened slowly, his eyes closed on the side of Nan Huaimu's neck, only the corners of his eyes were bright red.

The white mist in the room became more and more leaping, and the distant mountains and forests became dark ghostly shadows.

Nan Huaimu felt the person in her arms lose strength, and she recovered from the emotion. Seeing Chu Yun lying in her arms peacefully, she looked at Chu Yun's sleeping face, and smiled softly: "You will enjoy it." , the previous account has not been settled with you yet."

At this moment, Chu Yun only felt that he was ups and downs, like a solitary boat drifting on the sea, and there was buzzing in his ears. Although he knew that his wife had something to say, he couldn't understand it at all.She wanted to keep herself alert, but she couldn't resist the drowsiness, she fell into a drowsy state, and just reflexively said the word "madam" again.

Nan Huaimu's originally slightly irritable heart instantly became soft. She couldn't help but continued to bully her, kissing the corner of Chu Yun's lips, and said silently, "The one just now is to moisten your lips, and this one is to reward you for being cute."

After soaking for more than a stick of incense, Nan Huaimu stood up, evaporated the moisture from his body with spiritual power, put on clothes, pulled the fur coat to wrap Chu Yun, and returned to the room in a few steps.

At this time, the silver carbon was burned out, and the cold wind in the house lost the warmth.

The candle flickered.

Nan Huaimu spread the quilt, added charcoal, and covered Chu Yun under the quilt. Afraid that she would be cold, he took off his clothes and squeezed into the quilt to hug Chu Yun.

In an instant, it was bright, and there was a burst of birdsong in the morning mist, and the sound of servants' shoes kicking on the stone bricks sounded around the villa.

Nan Huaimu woke up from the dream, and found that the person in his arms had disappeared, and searched around. It turned out that Chu Yun woke up before her, and knelt down on the ground to wait for orders.

Seeing her wake up, Chu Yun had already boiled hot water and dried the cotton silk.

Nan Huaimu ordered her to get up, but she was still sitting on the bed, with a daze in her eyes.

Ever since she practiced Taoism, she has only entered meditation. Even if she is possessed by others, she rarely needs to fall into sleep. However, last night, she just hugged Chu Yun, and she slept extremely soundly.And once Chu Yun turned over and got out of bed, she was awakened by the nightmare.

Nan Huaimu thought about it, and felt that there was probably a word "fate" that could not be escaped.

A gust of cool wind hit her, waking her up from her daze.

Nan Huaimu went under the paper window, looked out, and saw a gray bird pounce on a dead branch and peck at the new leaves. At this time, the owner's wife's yard was rare and clean, only a little girl wrapped in a red coat was waving a broom In snow removal.

She let Chu Yun rest on his own, and walked to the study in the east courtyard by himself.

When she met a group of patrolling servants on the road, she nodded and said good morning to them, causing them to fall to the ground in fright.

Nan Huaimu secretly lamented that the image of the original owner was really bad before, after all, it wasn't the aloofness and aloofness that made the character strong.

Pushing open the mahogany door of the study, she stood in front of the table, spread out the rice paper, rolled up her sleeves, picked up the pen, swiped the pen with great force, and wrote two divorce letters.

Then she went to the stables and picked out a bay horse.

When it was three poles high in the sun, Nan Huaimu rode a horse and leisurely came out from the back door.

The horse galloped on the path covered with dry grass, and when it was a hundred feet away from Liuyun Villa, Nan Huaimu stopped the red horse, and pulled out a brown arrow from its back, with a piece of paper tied on the end of the arrow. , and threw it in the direction of the villa.

Arrows whizzed through the air.

Nan Huaimu felt refreshed and thought: Isn't this the best choice for the original owner?Why bother to stay low and be small, blinding the short life span in vain.

She has just repaired two divorce letters, one has been sent to Liu Zhao, who is also the male lead, and the other is shot on the gatepost of the villa, and the people in the village will find out soon, even if the male lead It doesn't matter if you want to deny it.

She rode the horse all the way, the horse's hooves stopped and stopped on the frozen river bank, passed through the forest, and arrived at Fengcheng, which was newly built the year before last.