The villain's deadly support

Sitting in Shen Qingxian's bedroom with nothing to do, Wen Chuchu closed her eyes, and began to quietly explore every corner of the hall.

For the first time, when she entered the dormitory, she was still blind.

Wen Chuchu never thought that he would have the opportunity to return to the place where she and Shen Qingxian once lived.

When she closed her eyes, she felt that everything was very familiar, but when she opened her eyes again, she found that the room was different from what she imagined.

The edges and corners of the tables, chairs and benches have been polished smoothly, and it can be seen that the carvings at the corners have all been destroyed, and those arcs that once seemed round to the touch now look so shabby.

The huge bedroom was empty, and all the furniture was arranged in a circle around the corner, making the center of the bedroom look extraordinarily empty, and it was difficult to match the luxurious palace.

Wen Chuchu smiled, remembering that Shen Qingxian always said that she was reckless in the past, she suffered a lot at that time, and often tripped over in embarrassment by unknown objects that suddenly appeared at her feet.

Looking at it now, Shen Qingxian is such a good-looking person who likes to be tidy, it is really embarrassing for her to be able to live in such an awkward room.

Wen Chuchu sat back on the couch again, she saw that there was still a neatly stacked clothes on the head of the bed, which looked very strange, Wen Chuchu spread the clothes on her body for comparison.

"Don't compare, it's your clothes." Shen Qinglian pushed open the door, and was looking at Wen Chuchu quietly.

"Oh." Seeing Shen Qinglian coming back, Wen Chuchu hastily folded the clothes by the pillow again, and then ran towards Shen Qinglian again.

"It's been a long time, has the demon girl eaten?" Wen Chuchu went back to the room first, because Shen Qing said that she and Ran Ji had something to say, so he said goodnight to Ran Ji first.

"Well, I've eaten." Shen Qingxian turned around and entered the room, and then unbolted the door of the palace behind him.

Wen Chuchu's gaze was attracted by the empty ground, and she always felt that something was missing. A light flashed in her mind, and she suddenly realized that the threshold was missing.

Looking away, Wen Chuchu scratched his head embarrassingly when he saw that the two sides of the palace door had been cut and polished, "I'm sorry, I made your cave mansion dilapidated."

"It's nothing, it's just a place to eat and sleep, it doesn't affect anything." Shen Qing held Wen Chuchu's hand, and the two of them sat down on the couch again.

"It's getting late, you haven't had a good rest for two nights, let's go to bed." Shen Qinglian was about to rest, when she looked down at the clothes on her body, she couldn't help frowning again.

Xu remembered something, Shen Qingxian went to the closet to change clothes again.

The closet was opened, and there, Shen Qingjian made many hangers according to Chu Chu's method.

Although I have been away for more than a month, the various skirts hanging inside still maintain the position when I left.

Looking at his clothes - each piece was neatly hung, but Shen Qingjian's own clothes were stacked at the corners, Wen Chuchu couldn't help but rubbed his fingers guiltily.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Shen Qingyan gently tore off the sash and put it in the closet. She seemed to be hesitant, but she couldn't hear the gentle answer, so she could only slowly loosen the front of her skirt, and a section of her shoulders that reflected the warm light It was also exposed to the air.

Wen Chuchu stared at Shen Qinglian's shoulder with some disrespect.

In the dark shadows, Shen Qingxian seemed to feel it, and after a long time of embarrassment, he slowly continued to move his hands. With the light trembling of his fingertips, the inner garment slipped from the other shoulder and hung in the crook of his arm, The skin as smooth as milk was exposed, and the gauze finally fell down and was thrown into the cabinet by Shen Qing anxiously.

Wen Chuchu shook her tail, got up and walked towards Shen Qinglian.

Standing with her back on her back, Shen Qinglian was staring at the approaching shadow on the ground—in a daze, she tried her best to maintain her movements, trying not to look too flustered.

The shadow gradually approached, and as soon as Shen Qinglian put on the clean underwear, he hurriedly grabbed the belt that was lost in the closet, but at this moment, the little fox behind him had already stuck to it.

"Boss." Wen Chuchu's voice sounded soft and loving.

"En." Shen Qinglian lowered her gaze stiffly, she didn't know why she was nervous, she stared at the belt that she couldn't tie up in time, her waist was already tightly wrapped by warm arms.

"Why didn't you talk after shouting?" Sensing the warm body temperature gradually seeping through the material of the clothes, a ball of fire arose in Shen Qinglian's heart.

"Boss, when you recuperate, let's tidy up the house again—shall we?" Wen Chuchu rubbed his head against Shen Qinglian's back, "Just tidy up according to your favorite style, make it grand, tidy— point."

"Okay." Shen Qingxiu didn't dare to move, even his breathing became cautious.

Wen Chuchu looked up at the tall and straight figure, but felt a little lost in her heart because she couldn't see Shen Qinglian's expression, she held both sides of Shen Qinglian's arms with both hands, and said softly, "Turn around .”

Following Wen Chuchu's movements, Shen Qing finally had no choice but to turn around while blushing.

The skin exposed to the air could even feel the gentle touch of warm breath, which made Shen Qingxian even more at a loss. She didn't know where to go with her cautious eyes. There is also a light pink on the neck.

Light and shadow painted the most beautiful picture scroll on Shen Qingxian's body, before the tunic was stretched, two long skirts hung down in front of his body, leaving only a faint light.

Wen Chuchu stared, and the big tail behind her shook again involuntarily.

The lines of Shen Qing's mouth are very tight, and every place is retracted and released just right. He can't take his eyes away from the tenderness. The light and thin fabric can't cover the delicate lines, but in the swaying candlelight, it forms the most alluring light and shade. overlap of people.

"Can I hug you?" The gentle voice became the only voice in the silent room.

Shen Qinglian withdrew his eyes from the distance, but was unable to speak, she thought she was ready, but being watched by that scorching gaze, Shen Qinglian was unspeakably nervous.

Wen Chuchu didn't say anything, just pursed her lips tiredly, and then pressed her head against Shen Qinglian's warm skin, her arms passed through Shen Qinglian's open skirt, just like her palms were touching without hindrance. On Shen Qingxian's waist.

There was a lot of noise in her ears, and the rushing and flustered heartbeat of the boss came. She never thought that even a calm and resolute person like Shen Qing would be flustered by such a small intimacy.

Wen Chuchu couldn't help smiling, she nestled affectionately in Shen Qinglian's arms and rubbed, "Why are you so nervous, I don't eat people."

"No, no." Shen Qingyi turned her head shyly, maybe she should do something, but at this moment she was indulging in the warmth that Wen Chuchu gave her and couldn't move.

"What are you thinking?" Wen Chuchu leaned against Shen Qinglian's beating heart and secretly pursed her lips. For some reason, she clearly knew that the boss was very embarrassed at this time, but Wen Chuchu fell in love with Shen Qinglian's feeling like slowly torturing Shen Qinglian.

"I..." Shen Qingxian took a deep breath at a loss, but was still defeated, "Honestly speaking, my mind is completely blank right now."

Wen Chuchu shook her tail happily, listening to Shen Qinglian's voice, it seemed that the world had lost its meaning of existence, and suddenly, a kind of laziness was born in her heart, too lazy to move or speak, if possible, she He even wanted to just hug Shen Qinglian - all night - motionless.

However, in her mind, the injured joints on the back of Shen Qing's hand flashed across.

Wen Chuchu let go of the restrained Shen Qing, she smiled and looked at the big brother - Xiaohui, and helped her to tidy up her clothes.

Seeing the red glow on that person's face, Wen Chuchu couldn't help but tiptoed to kiss Shen Qinglian's chin again, and then took the belt in her hand to help her tie it neatly.

The two moved towards the candlestick, Wen Chuchu took Shen Qinglian's hand to check, and saw that the back of the hand was scratched in several places, one can imagine how fiercely the boss and the demon girl fought just now.

"Sit down, I'll take the medicine box." Wen Chuchu finally let go of Shen Qinglian, but the man still stood there for a long time, refusing to move, Wen Chuchu had no choice but to push Shen Qinglian's chest to signal.

"Just a little scratch."

"No matter how small the injury is, we must take it seriously." Wen Chuchu was always injured when he couldn't see it before. Every time he fell, he either knocked his knee or scratched his palm. At that time, Shen Qinglian always reprimanded him in the same stern tone she.

The room became unfamiliar, Wen Chuchu had to close her eyes to recall the location of the medicine box, but she just closed her eyes and groped, Shen Qinglian picked her up horizontally, and the two of them sat on the couch together.

"Hey..." Wen Chuchu wrapped her arms around Shen Qinglian's neck and jumped in fright.

Qiliao Shen Qinglian put Wen Chuchu on the cushion and took off her embroidered shoes.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, I can't even feel it." Shen Qinglian unfolded the quilt that was stacked next to him, and covered Wen Chuchu's body.

"You're always the same. You like to hide major and minor injuries. How can you not know the pain?" Wen Chuchu propped herself up and sat up again, seeing that Shen Qing was neatly arranging the boots she had taken off with her body on her back.

The nagging Shen Qinglian just smiled, she turned around and clenched the quilt tightly, with a trace of warmth in her cold eyes, "Why don't you give me a kiss?"

Wen Chuchu couldn't believe that such cute words came from Shen Qinglian's mouth?

Seeing Shen Qingxian's serious expression, she couldn't help laughing, when did the boss become so childish?

She could only hold Shen Qinglian's injured hand and gently rubbed it with her lips.

"It's not there." Shen Qinglian's eyes were tightly attached to Wen Chuchu's and depressed.

Before Wen Chuchu could react, he had already pressed Wen Chuchu under him, and kissed him extremely gently.

They need each other's warmth too much. In the chaos, the two have become accustomed to taking comfort from each other. Shen Qinglian's kiss gradually became presumptuous, lingering between the lips and teeth, and gradually became dissatisfied. The hot lips wandered away, tender and tender. Erzhu also suffered a disaster.

Hearing Wen Chuchu clutching her clothes tightly and gasping for breath, the magic sound entered her heart, which became the deadliest temptation for Shen Qinglian. Love could no longer express her deep affection, and could only be turned into more intimate kisses. Knocking on Wen Chuchu's heart.

But Shen Qinglian is still the one who loves Wen Chuchu deeply, he is not willing to hurt her, and he is not willing to let her face a dilemma, kissing and saying goodbye, in Shen Qinglian's eyes, there is an indelible tenderness, only She belongs to Wen Chuchu, and she is only willing to show it to her personally.

"Thank you for coming back." Shen Qinglian snuggled into Wen Chuchu's arms with peace of mind, but he didn't know that this sentence cut through Wen Chuchu's heart like a knife.

Wen Chuchu turned sideways and hugged Shen Qinglian tightly, feeling sorry for that person, not only for her not crying or fussing, but also for her always strong and cold appearance.

Sometimes, Wen Chuchu would even wish that she would not be so rational, that she could lose her temper, make demands, even quarrel or cold war, but no, Shen Qinglian's love for her is always so cautious, which makes people feel distressed endlessly.

"No matter where I am, my heart will always belong to you alone." Wen Chuchu closed his eyes tiredly, and put his chin on Shen Qinglian's brow, "But in my world, my father, my good friend , and many, many people are being implicated because of me, I swear, if I can find a way to come back in the future, I—will definitely come back to you."

"Okay, then I'll-wait-wait for you until you come back."