Immortal husband is hard to chase and still kicks me

The weasel's stinky fart was really extraordinary, even Fu Youzi was a little bit hard to resist, and kept backing until he retreated to Jun Xinxian's side. The terrifying stench showed such a huge power.

Jun Xinxian plunged into Fu Youzi's arms, and shouted indistinctly: "Brother Sanyue, this fart smells too bad, I can't take it anymore."

How much he wanted to leave this place immediately, and he didn't want to stay longer for half a second.

Fu Youzi let him roar wildly in his arms, not to mention him, even he didn't want to fight.

When the banshee saw that they didn't come close, she breathed a sigh of relief, and sprayed a cloud of mist around her. In the blink of an eye, the two demons disappeared with this cloud of stench.

A resentful voice came faintly in the air: "Little brother, today's revenge will be avenged tomorrow."

The stench seemed to disappear in an instant as the banshee left.

The wind blew, and the surroundings returned to calm.Fuyouzi pulled Jun Xinxian away from his arms, and said lightly: "The heartstring is already tasteless."

Jun Xinxian sniffed at the sky, and it was indeed not smelly anymore, before she could speak, she saw her red eyes rippling, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Sanyue, I just inhaled the stench, and now my chest is so tight. "

When Fu Youzi heard it, his eyes were confused, and he asked worriedly: "Does your chest hurt?"

"Well, it's so uncomfortable."

After Jun Xinxian finished speaking, she pulled open the front of her chest, revealing her collarbone with fair complexion, highlighting her delicateness, and said with a wink, "Brother Sanyue, it's stuffy here, rub it for me."

"........."

Seeing that he didn't move, Jun Xinxian said again: "Brother Sanyue, why don't you rub it, my chest is stuffy, it's so uncomfortable."

Every move made him think of the scene of the banshee just now.Fu Youzi's complexion changed, his black eyes were stern, and he reprimanded: "Don't mess around."

Seeing him walk away, Jun Xinxian pursed his lips, closed the skirt of his clothes, and said displeasedly: "Cut, if you don't rub it, don't rub it."

The storm was over, and it was almost dusk, the sky was rendered orange-red, and the rays of light gradually fell into the mountainside.

Back at Mount Yuluo, Jun Xinxian treated Chu Jiangkai's injury and applied medicine to him. Everyone was eye-opening and full of praise. Chu Jiangkai, who had been in a coma, drank his medicine and spit it out from his mouth. With a mouthful of blood, he immediately regained consciousness.

As night fell, a few stars flickered in the dark blue sky.

After dinner, Fu Youzi pushed open the door, and the first thing that came into view was the protruding bedding, he couldn't help but pause, frowned, then he went forward, stared at it for a while, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled: " Xinxian, you slept in the wrong bed."

Jun Xinxian lay on his side with his back to him, slightly opened his small eyes, hummed intentionally, turned his face away, rubbed his eyes and pouted, and said vaguely: "Brother Sanyue, what did you say?"

That face was sleepy, and he pretended to be quite similar.Fuyouzi said coldly: "I said you, you slept in the wrong bed and entered the wrong room."

"Entered the wrong room?" Jun Xinxian pretended to be calm, the person in front of her eyes was blurred, she rubbed her eyes too hard just now, and after a while, she finally saw the chill on that handsome face.

Fuyouzi said again: "This is my room."

As soon as the words fell, Jun Xinxian got up quickly and sat on the bed. The collar of the neck fell off the shoulders, and the round shoulders and chest were exposed.

He simply pretended to be innocent, put his hands on the bed, arched his body and asked, "Brother Sanyue, is this your room?"

This arch, the clothes hanging on the shoulders, suddenly fell off completely, and the upper body can be seen in full view.

Fu Youzi's complexion changed, he frowned, turned around quickly, and ordered: "Xinxian, put on your clothes."

"Brother March, what's the matter with you?"

Jun Xinxian asked knowingly, got off the bed, walked towards him, stared at him and said: "Brother Sanyue, are you alright?"

Seeing this, Fu Youzi saw that the clothes hadn't been put on yet, and his breasts were exposed, without saying a word, he grabbed the skirt of his clothes, and with a strong lift, he was strangled tightly.

The force was so strong that Jun Xinxian was so strangled by the skirt of his clothes that he couldn't vent his anger. He quickly patted the back of Fu Youzi's hand and begged, "San...Brother Sanyue...let go...I'm going to strangle...I'm strangling to death..."

Just as Fu Youzi let go of his hand, Jun Xinxian gasped heavily, retched his throat, and said angrily: "Brother Sanyue, what are you doing, you want to kill me."

"The clothes are disheveled, how decent is it?"

"What's wrong, I'm still wearing it, and besides, I haven't taken it off yet."

Fu Youzi was so angry that his face turned livid, and he said displeasedly: "If there is another time, I will definitely tie you up and hang you upside down."

Angry, angry again...