The villain's deadly support

Both Wen Chuchu and Shen Qingxian cherished being able to live together peacefully like now.

Life seems to never lack joy, not to mention that Wen Chuchu and Ranji are always making noise.

"Hey, Chuchu, what are you doing?" Ran Ji glanced into the bedroom with her hands behind her back.

"Huh?" Wen Chuchu hurriedly put down the brush in his hand, "It's nothing to do, I'm just idle, why don't you just write and draw on paper?"

"The surname Shen is not over yet?" Ran Ji poked her head, and saw that Shen Qingxian was still meditating on the futon next to the incense burner, and didn't seem to have any reaction to the voices from the outside.

"I think it's coming soon?" Wen Chuchu put the brush next to the inkstone, and stood up from the desk, "It's usually around this time, but today, she doesn't seem to be going very well, I just watched her, Seeing her frowning, maybe it will take a while?"

"Hey, I'm so bored, I don't know how to hurry up with the surname Shen, practice in the morning, practice in the morning, and practice in the afternoon, practice, practice, practice until the end of time, when will she be a head, she is so boring Order." Ran Ji sighed sullenly, "It will be later, all the delicious and fun shops will be closed, who is waiting for us!"

"Hurry up, don't disturb her." Wen Chuchu shook her big tail, stood up from the stool, and when she left the table, she took away the candied fruit box on the table.

"Are you hungry?" Wen Chuchu walked in front of Ran Ji, holding a box of candied fruit, "Otherwise, you can eat a few mouthfuls first, and we'll go out to play after Ah Qiang finishes her practice."

"Only preserved fruit? Is there anything else delicious?" Ran Ji stretched her neck and took a few glances at the room. Seeing that there was indeed nothing left in the hall, Wen Chuchu pinched a pickled plum and stuffed it into Ran Ji. Ji's mouth.

"Look at you who are used to it! It's good to eat some, but you are still picky." Wen Chuchu pushed the candied fruit box into Ran Ji's arms, and went back to the room to write and draw in peace.

Ran Ji made a grimace at Wen Chuchu's back, pinched a candied fruit and stuffed it into her mouth, turned around and stepped down the steps, when she gritted her teeth and chased after the careless little dog.

"Brother Dog! Why the hell are you doing nothing every day!!!" Ranji was so angry that she kicked over. Although the kick was intended to scare the little thing, it didn't hit the mark, but the white The little dog was also terribly frightened, screaming and crawling to hide far away, leaving a pile of dog feces coiled in the corner of the stone bench in the yard.

"Eat it! Eat it! Eat it! Eat it again! Can you still pursue a little more in your life!" Ran Ji looked at the filth on the ground and had a headache. You must know that this earth dog is not as gentle and cute as it is. Wen Chuchu likes to be clean and can be coquettish, but this dirt dog does everything casually and doesn't know how to please. Looking at the shit on the ground, Ranji couldn't help sighing again.

As she put down the candied fruit box, she went to the yard to pick up a broom and a dustpan to clean it up. She swept the stinking filth into the dustpan, and she lost her eyes, not knowing what she was planning.

"Yes!" Ran Ji slapped her thigh, dropped the broom and dustpan on the ground, and walked towards the shady small kitchen.

She remembered that Wen Chuchu seemed to have bought a few bottles of strong liquor in order to cook meat.

The man searched here and there in the kitchen, and finally opened a small cabinet, and saw several bottles of spirits lying quietly in the corner to collect dust.

"Hey! Isn't this all there?"

At this moment, Wen Chuchu was obediently sitting at the table practicing brush calligraphy, and there were a few pages of calligraphy on the table, which were written by Shen Qinglian himself, with elegant fonts, like a big boss, full of immortality.

I still remember that when Wen Chuchu was writing on the first day, she and Shen Qinglian looked at each other in blank dismay. You must know that in her world, electronic objects have completely replaced paper objects. It is already very good to be able to write beautiful and good characters. Now But it still makes it difficult for her to write with a brush.

The handwriting is twisted and crooked, trembling, very Chu style, but it is not without Shen Qinglian's ridicule and contempt.

In fact, Wen Chuchu's original intention to practice brush calligraphy was just to leave some letters for Shen Qinglian. She knows the personality of the boss, and if she had to leave, she was afraid that Shen Qinglian's depression would be overwhelmed. Broken body.

Just thinking about writing something on hand and leaving it to Ran Ji, and asking her to take out a letter for Shen Qinglian every once in a while, in this way, no matter how bad it is, it is better than the boss suffering alone.

In the next few days, Wen Chuchu never slacked off for several days in a row, she straightened her back, her arms were dangling at this moment, she was not at all as calm and composed as the big brother was when he was writing.

He hooked his wrist tremblingly, and lifted the nib softly. The rhyme of the words was far from the elegant feeling of the big guy's writing.

"neat!"

While Wen Chuchu was working hard, Ranji suddenly appeared outside the hall again.

"What are you doing?" Wen Chuchu looked at the undried ink under the brush and was discouraged, and turned her head to look, only to see the demon goddess beckoning at her.

"Come on, I'm so bored by myself, come and play with me!"

Looking at Ranji's expression that was suppressed again, Wen Chuchu instinctively chose to shake her head calmly, "No, I still have to practice calligraphy."

"Come on, come on! My sister will practice with you tomorrow! How can you learn it by yourself? The big fairy Ran guarantees that she will teach and teach, and she will make rapid progress!" Ran Ji exaggerated and hooked Wen Chuchu several times as if she was summoning her soul. Down.

"No...no." Wen Chuchu raised her big tail lightly, and shook her head like a well-behaved girl, "Ah Yan won't let me play with you."

"She, she won't let you play with me, so you don't want to play?" Ran Ji raised her tone angrily, fearing that she would alarm Shen Qinglian, she turned her head and cast Shen Qinglian a guilty conscience. Seeing that she was still practicing, Ran Ji raised her voice. Suppressing the anger in my heart, "You are already a big fox, and a big fox should think independently."

Wen Chuchu still shook her head vigilantly, "You are already a person with a son, a fucking dog should be as mature as a fucking dog."

Dye Ji: ...

Ran Ji was so angry that she clenched her fists, pointed at Wen Chuchu, and just poked her hard, "Are you swearing?"

"Stop arguing. After a while, Ah Xian will get angry, and the two of us will be beaten again. I beg you, the two of us have been beaten less in the past two days?"

"Oh, it's my fault for being beaten?" Ran Ji pointed at her nose angrily.

"Why not?"

"It's obvious that you were soaked in front of the forbidden bookstall, and you were caught by the surname Shen, and you asked about me. If it wasn't for you, I would have been beaten!"

At this moment, apart from the voices of the two arguing endlessly in the hall, there was suddenly a cough out of thin air.

This coughing was nothing to worry about, and the two of them were startled thinking that Shen Qinglian had woken up again like a ferocious ghost descending into the world. Ran Ji who was leaning against the door held her head and flashed out, and Wen Chuchu who was screaming over there was also caught. Terrified, he picked up the window and flew for his life.

"Crack!!!" On the originally clear paper window, an afterimage of a fox flying with its head in its arms appeared, and half of the broken paper window floated back and forth in the air twice, and fell to the ground, shrinking in fright. The little fox by the parapet under the window has a waxy complexion.

Ran Ji looked at Wen Chuchu, and Wen Chuchu stared at Ran Ji, both of them looked at each other with a frightened look.

Seeing Ran Ji dancing her hands quickly, she was muttering but could not hear anything, she was pointing at the broken paper window, and staring at Wen Chuchu furiously.

Wen Chuchu was so frightened that her legs went limp for a long time. She supported her thumping little heart with one hand, knelt shiveringly on the ground, and crawled towards the demon girl.

"Good sister, I just made Ah Xian angry yesterday, you can help me block it today." Wen Chuchu put her tail between her legs, and folded her ears behind her head in fright.

"Huh? You make troubles yourself and clean them up yourself! How many lives do I have, enough for your surname Shen to beat me up every day? An upright fox should have the courage to face up to his own mistakes! And bear it!"

"It's not a question of whether to accept it or not. If you say that, I'll say that you scared me. It's better for the two of us to be hammered together than to lose my life!" Wen Chuchu threatened.

"Are you being reasonable?!" Ran Ji stared blankly, unable to speak.

Wen Chuchu responded to the witch's doubts with an extremely firm gaze, "Everything is negotiable!!!"

The noise outside the house was too much, the cave was originally a place for Shen Qingxian to cultivate, and half of it was cut off to settle in with Ran Ji, leaving only this hall to barely allow her to concentrate on practicing, but today it seemed to be particularly noisy.

If she can't concentrate, it means that she is very likely to go crazy, but should I say that the two silly girls in the cave are innocent, or should I say that they are fearless?

Not only was she exhausted by all the fussing all day long, she was even more restless now.

When Shen Qingxian coughed more and more displeasedly as a reminder, there was only an astonishing loud "crash" sound coming from the room.

At that moment, Shen Qing was so frightened that he was almost out of breath, she hurriedly withdrew her posture, looked around the room, and saw a ferocious fox-shaped mutilation on the broken paper window, it really made people clenched their fists with hatred.

When Shen Qinglian walked towards the damaged paper window, he saw that on the copybook that Wen Chuchu used to practice calligraphy on weekdays, the three big characters "Shen Qinglian" were crookedly written, and "My Wife" was marked in a very small font. ".

Seeing that, Shen Qingxian's heart twitched slightly, her eyes were as gentle as water, and she reached out her fingertips to lightly touch the two small characters "My Wife".

She wanted to keep that piece of rice paper as a treasure, but when she pushed aside the messy rice paper flying on the desk, she saw a large ink stain on the corner of the copybook.

Shen Qinglian, who has always been neat and tidy, stared at the mess in front of her and couldn't help frowning. She stared at the writing brush that was casually thrown beside the copybook with gloomy eyes. Shen Qinglian's expression froze suddenly.

And he heard murmurs outside the door, two voices whispered, Shen Qingxian couldn't help looking for it with a cold face.

"Then you give me three days of smoking... No! I want to smoke for five days!" Ran Ji bargained.

Wen Chuchu looked at the demon girl solemnly, thinking that she had just combed her tail one morning and came out of the bathroom smelling fragrant, and the demon girl jumped out from nowhere like a pervert, so she hugged her big tail for a while Sucking wildly, it looks like the mania of an addict when he is sick.

"Just one day, do you like to suck or not!"

"Hi! Well, you vixen, I can see you clearly, you can see if I can accept you, little fairy, and it's over!!!"

Ran Ji was not someone to wait for nothing, as she spoke, she showed her true colors, and suddenly took out the wine bottle pinned to her waistband, and rushed towards Wen Chuchu.

She had seen through Wen Chuchu's thoughts, anyway, when the surname Shen asked, Chuchu would definitely drag her into the water, and get beaten on both sides, why not get Wen Chuchu unconscious first, and turn her into a little fox. , when the time comes, it's up to her to say whether it's black or white?

"Okay you! Am I a human, but you are a real dog!" Wen Chuchu hugged Ran Ji, and the two wrestled into a ball on the ground again.

"Hey, friend of a bitch." Somebody sneered and said this inexplicably.

"Who is her fox friend!!!"

"Who is her dog friend!!!"

When the two wrestled and roared at the voice in unison, the expressions on their faces changed from arrogance to fear.

And from the place where the voice sounded, Shen Qingxian, with an expression darker than that of the Montenegro old demon, rolled up his sleeves and pushed forward step by step.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel for throwing mines:

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