Prosperous Beauty System

Xie Weiyan never thought that the person who forcibly took him in the spiritual realm of Tianlai was really Daoist Taiwei.

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The golden light seemed to be cut off, and the magic weapon Xie Weiyan offered was easily blocked by Jiang Lin, and the jade cracked into thousands of pieces with a "bang", and then turned into a little light and dissipated in the bedroom.

"Too Wei!" He gritted his teeth, the corners of his eyes were red.

The gold and jade magic weapon was refined for him when he entered the Heavenly Cang Demon Land, and it has been with him for dozens of years. Seeing it turn into ashes now, his heart hurts and he is angry.

Jiang Lin's face was still cold, "I know you are angry in your heart, although you are angry with me, don't make fun of your body."

Xie Weiyan's spiritual power dissipated, his slender fingers supported the cloud couch, only his chest heaved, "... Shameless." He was extremely angry and hated.

Jiang Lin's cold eyes fell on him, and he frowned, "What are you angry about?"

Xie Weiyan propped his body up and sat up, his eyes filled with subtle coldness, "How dare you ask me why I'm angry?" His cloud-sleeved long hair was scattered across the couch, his black hair and black eyebrows were clearly black and white Shocking.

Jiang Lin looked at him, "Shuangxiu with me, what's wrong?" He looked cold, but he was a little helpless in his heart.

After hearing this, Xie Weiyan almost gritted his teeth.

He got off the cloud couch without even looking at Jiang Lin, and walked around the screen towards the bathtub.

Jiang Lin knew the taste of love for the first time, how could he make Xie Weiyan hide from him, and followed immediately.

The floor lamps in the apse were shining brightly, and they were still dying.

Xie Weiyan pushed aside the layers of tulle, and stood by the bath, the water in the bath was shimmering, as if a cold mist was rising.

"Get out!" He said with an ugly face.

Jiang Lin walked behind him, frowned, and stretched out his arms to hug him, "...Wei Yan, treating me like this will only make me more unwilling."

Xie Weiyan smiled angrily, "So, it's still my fault?" Who knows he has someone in his heart but still forces him?

Jiang Lin, "I didn't lie to you all that day. If Nalan Yanran were with you, it would only kill her."

Xie Weiyan sneered, "Say so much, just to satisfy your selfish desire."

Jiang Lin was silent for a long time, and whispered next to his ear, "I was obsessed that day. If you want to relieve your anger, just stab me in the heart a few times. If you can calm your anger, even if you tell me to give up everything, I will be willing." .” At the end of the words, there was a bit of affection.

Xie Weiyan curled up and clenched his fingers tightly, any deep affection is hypocrisy, he would not believe his words.

What's more, the two of them have only known each other for more than half a month.

Jiang Lin stretched out his hand to pick out a few strands of black hair that got into Xie Weiyan's skirt, "After we settle the matter in the Taoist sect, I will go back to the Heavenly Demon Land with you."

Xie Weiyan turned his head abruptly, not letting him touch him, "...what else do you want to do?" He gritted his teeth and said.

"...Don't say such angry words to me." Jiang Lin's eyes fell on the trembling silhouette under his eyelids for a long time, and he raised his hand and landed on his lapel.

Xie Weiyan was always paying attention to his movements, seeing that he wanted to undress and take a bath with him, her heart skipped a beat.

"Get out!" He was scared and ashamed.

Jiang Lin hesitated for a moment, "...we haven't been intimate for a long time."

The three words "shameless" in Xie Weiyan's mind were about to turn into substance, he said in shame and indignation, "Whoever wants to make out with you, get out!"

The magic cultivator who has lived to his extent is also the only one.

This is the first time Jiang Lin has seen such a pure and innocent Moxiu.

Thinking of those days and nights of endless lingering, his cold heart couldn't help but feel a little bit relieved.

"...Okay, it's up to you whether you want to be intimate or not." He tidied up his clothes and wanted to go forward to help Xie Weiyan undress.

Xie Weiyan looked at him warily.

Jiang Lin regretted, "I'll wait for you outside."

Is this shameless and cold-faced monk really that Taoist Taiwei who is heartless and ruthless in rejecting others?

Xie Weiyan watched him leave, flung up his long sleeves, and added layers of barriers to the inner hall.

It's not that Jiang Lin has no intentions towards Xie Weiyan, it's just that he's used to being reticent all year round, and he's new to love, so he's inevitably in a hurry, and often does things that make Xie Weiyan ashamed and angry.

Although the bathing pool is full of cold mist, the water in the pool is cold. This is the stream that Xie Weiyan asked his servants to draw under the Spirit Bridge outside the Xianyou Palace.

A few days ago, Jiang Lin refused to let him take a bath, and after getting off the bed, he took him to the bath filled with emperor's fluid to recuperate, which really irritated him for a long time.

Today, when Jiang Lin left Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace, Xie Weiyan summoned his servants and exchanged a pool of stream water.

The clothes fell on the smooth floor like the petals of a flower slowly opening.

The water in the pool was cool and comfortable, which relieved Xie Weiyan, who had been bathing in the emperor's liquid for a few days.

He didn't want to experience the feeling of being sticky all the time in his body again in this life.

……

There is a great glow, falling on the clouds, as if a golden light rises, and then falls leisurely.

Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace, located in the sea of ​​clouds, is magnificent and majestic, bright and clean.

The light on the cloud head suddenly appeared, and the light and shadow refracted from the sea water were cast on the white jade steps, circle by circle, like beams of light falling from the sky.

On the white jade stone steps, the monk in cloud clothes who was stepping forward was clearly illuminated.

"Wait a minute, master uncle." When the monk walked outside the palace gate, a Taoist boy stopped him respectfully.

This Daotong was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was good-looking, but he spoke rigidly, "The Daoist Lord has ordered that I don't see any disciples."

Lu Yan returned to the Taoist gate from Taishu Huan Mansion in a busy manner, and before he stepped into Qinghua Changle Miaoyan Palace, he was stopped by someone.

"Yan has something important to report to the reporter, please pass it on." His voice was cold.

Daotong said, "Your Majesty has ordered you not to see any disciples."

Lu Yan's eyes were dark, "...the Taoist Lord has not lost his soul, why didn't he see any disciples from the sect?"

Dao Tong lowered his head, "The Taoist Lord has ordered, please don't make things difficult for Master Uncle."

Lu Yan's eyes gradually cooled down.

At this moment, the palace door suddenly opened from the inside, and a child-like girl came out.

"Uncle Master Lu, Dao-jun please come back tomorrow morning."

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Jiang Lin didn't see outsiders, of course it wasn't because of some practice. He was sitting on the cloud couch in the hall, with black hair and black eyebrows in a cold Taoist robe, waiting for Xie Weiyan in the bath to come out with his clothes on.

Xie Weiyan lingered with him for a few days, knowing that this guy outside looks cold and restrained, but when he encounters men and women, he will become like a beast.

Xie Weiyan was terrified by his torment, at first he thought about how to cut him under the sword, but later, he only hoped that he would be a little lighter on the bed, and then a little lighter.