The villain's deadly support

"Don't drink it." Wen Chuchu sat next to Shen Qinglian by the dry well.

"How can I do that? If you don't drink it, it's a waste!" Ran Ji stared at Shen Qingxian anxiously.

Hearing Ran Ji's voice, Wen Chuchu couldn't help frowning again and said, "But, I feel that if I drink all of this stuff, I'll get a stomachache."

"Hey! Shen, if you don't drink it, I'll drink it. If you don't know the good stuff, you can't blame me. If those people come after you again, I can only wish you and Chuchu good luck." Ran Ji Just as he was reaching out to pick up the bowl of black soup that Shen Qinglian was holding in his hand, Shen Qingyi raised his hand and dodged it.

"I can drink it, please let me be quiet for a while." Shen Qinglian looked at the decoction in his hand.

Jian Ranji shrugged her shoulders, and went into the dilapidated room by herself again.

"Hey, I beg you to use such a good medicine. Don't say I'm not mean enough. I still can't bear to throw away the leftover medicine dregs." Ran Ji nagged, and found another one. In the bowl, she took out the boiled Gu worms and held them in her hands, trying to squeeze more concoction for herself to enjoy.

"As far as my Gu soup is concerned, it is not an exaggeration to say that a drop is worth ten thousand gold." Ran Ji muttered, carrying another bowl of soup and medicine into the depths of the house.

Shen Qinglian looked at it quietly for a while, and was about to raise his head to drink the bowl of soup, when Wen Chuchu beside him felt Shen Qinglian's shoulders move, and turned his head, "Do you really want to drink?"

"Drink." Shen Qing was clear about his body, and the demon girl was evil, and she knew in her heart that the demon girl would not lose the chain at critical times.

"Then, I'll get you water." Wen Chuchu stood up, groping around into the dilapidated house, and on a dilapidated table, she found a small bamboo pot made by Shen Qinglian.

She went out of the small broken house and blinked at the courtyard in a daze, and Shen Qinglian's voice came from her ear: "Here."

Wen Chuchu smiled slightly, and walked back to Shen Qingxian's side, she pulled off the long plug on the bamboo tube, put her shoulder on the big guy next to her and explained: "I'll rinse your mouth later."

Shen Qinglian took a quiet look at Wen Chuchu, without any further hesitation, raised his head and downed the bowl of concoction in one gulp.

Wen Chuchu's ears were pricked up, and except for the sound of swallowing the soup, there was no other sound, which surprised Wen Chuchu a little.

The bamboo tube in his hand was suddenly pulled away, and Shen Qing took a few gulps, and then, the sound of that person's cough came from beside him.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Shen Qing covered his mouth, his expression was not good, but the soup was unpalatable, just as Wen Chuchu couldn't bear it, even she found it hard to swallow.

"Slow down." Wen Chuchu's palm stuck to Shen Qinglian's back, and she stroked along the boss's flat back, and could feel that the boss was still suppressing retching.

Shen Qinglian held back her nausea and covered her mouth, but when she saw Wen Chuchu's worried expression, she softened her temper: "It's okay, I'll be fine in a while."

It's a pity that before the words were finished, there was another strong nausea, which made Shen Qing unable to distract himself.

"Boss." Wen Chuchu leaned over, but it was a pity that Shen Qingxian had no time to respond.

"Qing title?" the girl called out again.

With tears in Shen Qinglian's eyes, he turned his head around, "What are you doing?"

An unexpected kiss landed on his lips, Shen Qing was stunned for a moment, but only tilted a little, his soft lips stuck to the corner of his lips, and it passed away in a flash, while Wen Chuchu was still giggling cheerfully.

"It's not bitter, is it?" The silly girl was triumphant.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qinglian raised his hand to pinch her chin, and wiped her lips vigorously with his fingertips, until Wen Chuchu's lips were rubbed red, Shen Qinglian complained softly: "Heavy taste!" .”

Wen Chuchu was unhappy when she heard it, she held Shen Qinglian's fingertips and pulled them down, "Wow, you are really incomprehensible!"

The girl pouted angrily, crossed her hands in front of her chest and sulked, "You're just a piece of wood, Shen Donkey!"

As everyone knows, Shen Qingxian looked at the girl with pursed lips in a good mood, and had long since left behind the unpleasant smell of the soup, staring at the "kitten", feeling itchy in his heart.

"Careful." Shen Qingqian teased, but his shoulders still slowly leaned against the person beside him.

Not long after waiting, the Gu soup produced medicinal power. Although Wen Chuchu only tasted a spoonful, she could still feel the warmth emanating from her stomach. She wanted to ask Shen Qinglian how he felt, but she didn't expect Speak first.

"Do you want to go back to the cave to rest?"

"Huh?" Wen Chuchu thought about Shen Qingxian's words, and stood up excitedly from the dry well, "Are you able to practice your kung fu? Ran Ji's decoction has worked, right?!"

"Hey, witch!" Shen Qingxian also stood up from the dry well.

"Damn, it's so fucking bad! Who said the taste is so good, it makes people miss you." Ran Ji also walked out of the small shack with a very bad face.

"Back to the cave, are you coming?" Shen Qing wrapped his arms around Wen Chuchu's waist, and waited until the passage with his fingertips was shaken, and the passage to the cave was opened, and the predicament he had been in for several days was finally relieved.

"Jinjinjin, why don't you go in!" Ran Ji followed Shen Qinglian into the cave, puffing out her chest to ask for credit from Shen Qinglian, "How about it, now you know how powerful my baby Gu soup is! Say, How can I thank me!"

"Is it thanks for letting you into my cave?" Shen Qinglian supported Wen Chuchu in a very good mood.

"Huh? What a thank you! Hey, that's the Gu medicine I kept to improve my cultivation, you won't let it go, my surname is Shen." Ran Ji followed behind and yelled loudly, and Shen Qingxian was already supporting her. Wen Chuchu went to the bedroom.

"Except for Xueyuan, you can choose whatever treasures you want, oh, and..." Shen Qingxian turned around to look at Ran Ji in a good mood, "By the way, let's boil some water and bathe Chuchu to relieve fatigue."

With that said, Shen Qingxian had already turned around and closed the door of the bedroom.

"Hey! Well, your surname is Shen, you use me as a slave, don't you?" Outside the room, Ran Ji was still cursing, but inside the room Shen Qing was finally able to take off the dirty robe she was wearing. down, and dropped it on the ground.

"You take a rest, I'll prepare clothes for you, and after the witch has boiled the water, you can soak up the water." Shen Qinglian opened the closet to get warm and well-fitting clothes.

"You also need to take a break. During this period of time, you have been busy and haven't slept at all. I know that when Ranji and I sleep at night, you have to let the wind go." Wen Chuchu said Said, walked towards Shen Qinglian's position.

"I'm fine." Shen Qinglian turned around with the clothes in his hands, and when she saw Wen Chuchu approaching, she stood still and refused to move.

Every time, Shen Qingxuan would never refuse Wen Chuchu's initiative to move forward, because Chuchu's attitude has always been habitually avoiding the important and taking the light, and being able to take the initiative to approach her like this now, Shen Qinglian feels deeply in his heart cherish.

Wen Chuchu touched, and already touched Shen Qinglian's slightly open arm, groping along the arm, he also pictured in his mind the appearance of that person with open arms, quietly waiting for her to approach.

After finally returning home, and finally not having to worry about other people's eyes, especially Ranji who loves to make trouble, Wen Chuchu finally walked into Shen Qinglian's embrace.

The two leaned against each other quietly, the feeling was indescribably beautiful.

"Call me Qingqing from now on." Shen Qingyi closed her eyes, pressed her chin on Wen Chuchu's forehead, and tightened her grip on Wen Chuchu, "You call me that sometimes, I think it sounds nice. "

Smelling the smell of Shen Qingxian, there will always be a very reliable and warm feeling in Wen Chuchu's heart, Wen Chuchu blushed and nodded, "But I always call you boss, even I am used to calling you Clearly, I feel... feel weird."

It's not that Wen Chuchu didn't want to change his words, but every time he called her by a title, he felt it was too deliberate, so deliberate that it made people blush and heartbeat, and it was Shen Qinglian who called him, but every time he called him, he made himself ashamed.

Shen Qingxian smiled lightly, on this matter, she felt the same as Chu Chu.It's just that the breath lightly burned on Wen Chuchu's forehead, which made someone dazzled again.

"Boss?" Wen Chuchu looked up.

Shen Qingxian corrected: "Qing, Xian."

"..." This time, she was so tender that she couldn't speak for a long time.

She couldn't scream anymore, Wen Chuchu stepped on her toes, and bullied the bad guy who was playing tricks on her in front of her.

After enduring it for a long time, Shen Qinglian, who finally got Chuchu's permission, helped Wen Chuchu turn around, and pushed the petite girl on top of the wardrobe.

The lingering lips fell, far more straightforward than verbal communication, the joy hidden in my heart found a chance to vent, and Wen Chuchu was also a little dazed because of Shen Qinglian's domineering behavior, and was pushed into the closet. In an instant, he raised his arms and wrapped them around the back of Shen Qingxian's neck.

The kiss gradually deepened, expressing the inexhaustible love in his heart, letting go of the panting Wen Chuchu, Shen Qing pressed his lips against Wen Chuchu's forehead, but his eyes tried to confirm her heart over and over again.

Unable to feel Shen Qinglian's emotions, his face was blushing tenderly, and he wrapped his arms around Shen Qinglian's neck again, but this time, the kiss didn't land on her lips, but cuddled together and landed on her neck between.

"Qing...Qingqing..." Wen Chuchu flinched in shame, but the fire around her neck became more and more intense, pushing away her skirt, gradually turning from a simple confession to lust.

But even Wen Chuchu couldn't control her desperate desire to get closer to Shen Qinglian, every time she was oppressed, her body wanted to go forward with the kiss more and more.

"You two ancestors! The water is ready!" Wen Chuchu was taken aback when the door was pushed open by Ran Ji vigorously.

The girl was being kissed until her eyes were moist and her breath was messy, so frightened, she hurriedly buried her head and retracted into Shen Qinglian's arms.

As for what the two of them were doing, they couldn't escape Ran Ji's eyes.

Do you want to be in such a hurry?Ran Ji rolled her eyes.

In an instant, she had already thought about the style of her tombstone, "The bad weather today made me blind and I couldn't see anything. Really, goodbye!!!"

Those two unlucky doors were hastily slammed down again, but Shen Qinglian's eyes were dark and he wanted to kill someone.

She supported her forehead in depression, and her eyes regained focus, but she saw Wen Chuchu's wet eyes like a deer, her clothes were gradually opening, and she was still cuddling tightly in her arms in fear.

"Boss." Wen Chuchu has never experienced such an embarrassing thing, this is how she meets people, Wen Chuchu's face is flushed with shame, and she is about to cry.

"It's okay." Shen Qinglian kissed Wen Chuchu's forehead, but comforted him in an extremely gloomy tone: "I'll dig out the demon girl's eyeballs in a while and cook them for you."

This sentence made Wen Chuchu couldn't help laughing, and looking at that smile, the corners of Shen Qinglian's mouth also curled up, and she kissed Wen Chuchu's brows as tenderly as possible, and put that giggling joy The girl rubbed into her arms.

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