The villain's deadly support

In the next few days, Shen Qingxian did not let Ranji and Chuchu leave the cave, and when they wanted to eat or buy something, Shen Qingxian did it by himself and went out to buy things alone.

In this way, after being suffocated in the house for about five days, Ran Ji's sprained foot finally recovered to the state where she could go to the ground under the care of Shen Qingxian and Wen Chuchu.

This day, Wen Chuchu was with Ran Ji in the room, the two of them were chatting idly, it had been a long time since I saw Shen Qinglian lift the sword, but today I saw her rummaging Xue Yuan out again.

Chu Chuben was sitting in Ran Ji's room, and when she saw Shen Qinglian standing in the yard carrying things, she got up and went out, "What are you looking for?"

"I remember why this whetstone was lost here?" Shen Qing looked around the courtyard and couldn't find it. He rubbed the back of his neck blankly and said, "It's been a long time since I sharpened a sword. Looking at it today, it's a bit blunt. Just want to take it out and grind it."

"Oh, the whetstone is in the back kitchen. The kitchen knife was a bit blunt a while ago, so I took it to the back kitchen to sharpen it." Wen Chuchu nodded, "Wait for me, I'll get it for you right away."

"No need, I'll get it myself." Shen Qinglian was about to leave when her arms were wrapped around a pair of limp hands. She lowered her head to look, and saw that the warm smile was sticking to her arms in satisfaction.

"I'll be with you." As he said, Wen Chuchu's huge hairy tail also wrapped around Shen Qinglian's waist.

"I don't see you taking care of Xueyuan before. You thought it was a peerless sword that didn't need to be taken care of." Wen Chuchu led Shen Qing into the back kitchen. She moved away the fresh firewood, and a cyan whetstone was thrown into the back of the kitchen. Hiding behind firewood.

"It's a good sword. Mother's sword cuts iron like mud, so you don't have to worry about it all the time." Shen Qinglian bent down to pick up the whetstone, took another ladle of water and went back to the yard.

She went to the yard, sat down beside the peach blossom tree, poured some water to soak the whetstone, Wen Chuchu looked curious, and took Xue Yuan out of Shen Qingxian's arms to look at it.

Wen Chuchu missed the feeling of holding a sword very much. She took off Xue Yuan's scabbard and stared at it, and couldn't help but uttered words of praise. Your sword looks like a lifeless epee, this sword is just as beautiful as it was made for you."

Wen Chuchu couldn't put it down, she rubbed the sword and recalled it, as if the last time she borrowed Xueyuan to use it, she was in the wilderness and accompanied the boss to survive in the wild. At that time, she borrowed Xueyuan to cut fish For chopping firewood, the boss was so angry at her.

"Do you like it?" Shen Qinglian looked at each other quietly, she saw Wen Chuchu holding Xueyuan upright in front of her, and the way her fingertips were slowly touching along the sword, with indescribable tenderness, so she didn't interrupt her movements , "Be more careful, even if it is blunt, it is still easy to scratch your hand."

"Understood, but I like Xueyuan because I like you." Wen Chuchu smiled, and held the sword horizontally in his hand, "By the way, the weather has turned cold, but I found that holding it Xue Yuan doesn't feel ice hand at all."

Hearing this, Shen Qingxian smiled lightly, "Maybe it's Xue Yuan who likes you too, that's why I can't bear to freeze your hands."

"How is it possible?" Wen Chuchu handed Xue Yuan back to Shen Qingxian, somewhat unexpected.

"Do you know why this sword is called Xueyuan?" Shen Qinglian dipped his fingers in water, and moved them together slowly across the body of the sword. The sword rang in Shen Qinglian's hand, and when there was water passing by, the sound It is as clear as water dripping into a spring.

Wen Chuchu seemed to have thought of something, but she was not sure, so she shook her head again.

"Do you know why Ling Guchen snatched it, but never saw him use it?" Shen Qingxian asked again.

"He has done a lot of evil, of course he doesn't deserve it."

Shen Qingqing shook his head slightly, "Because this is my mother's sword. It recognizes people, and others hold it. The cold comes from the sword. Even if you snatch it, you can't display Xue Yuan's true strength. .”

Shen Qing held a sword flower in his hand, hit the sword blade on the whetstone, and pushed it slowly, the clanging sound of the sword seemed to be more excited, "The person who wants to use it must have a high cultivation base and can withstand the cold air entering the body , but it can't display its true strength, and others can't even compare it with an ordinary sharp sword."

After Shen Qinglian said this, Wen Chuchu couldn't help being curious, and stretched out his hand to touch the sword, but the sword was indeed not cold, and it felt very comfortable as soon as it was held.

"I thought you could stand Xue Yuan's chill, so I never expressed it, but I didn't expect this sword to recognize you." Shen Qing couldn't help but smiled again, she continued to sharpen the sword, still sighing in her mouth Said: "It's really miraculous."

Although Wen Chuchu didn't know whether the boss's words were serious or just to make her happy, she felt warm in her heart. She leaned shoulder to shoulder with Shen Qinglian, which made Shen Qinglian who was still sharpening his sword unable to move.

"You are like this, how can I work?"

"Then you..." Wen Chuchu pointed to her forehead as a signal.

Shen Qing was really helpless, his hands were wet and it was hard to push that person away, and there were only the two of them here, so he could only press his lips together and rubbed against Wen Chuchu's forehead, but it made the thief fox look up and hook Holding Shen Qinglian's neck, he smacked her cheek hard.

And when she saw the shocked expression on Shen Qinglian's face, Wen Chuchu was amused, she twisted the scabbard holding Xue Yuan in her arms, and seemed to lick her lips with great aftertaste.

"What kind of kiss are you?" Shen Qing smiled wryly, "It's obvious that the vicious dog was preying on it, and almost snatched away my thin skin."

"So what if I really ate it? My own daughter-in-law, I am happy!" Wen Chuchu was still confident, which made Shen Qinglian shake his head happily.

"neat."

"Huh?" Wen Chuchu heard Shen Qinglian's call, and leaned on her shoulder again to show her response.

"This winter, let's take the witch back to Ruoxiu Mountain together." Shen Qingxian's eyes were gentle and watery, and he still had endless hopes for the future life, "When the time comes, take her to see the ever-growing peach blossoms all year round." , and have a prosperous new year together."

"In previous winters, you were not here. Your absence made me feel that the cold weather in winter was very bitter, so this time you should stay a little longer. I will take you to see the most beautiful lanterns in Kyushu." Shen Qingxian's gaze Uneasy, she mechanically pushed the sword in her hand on the whetstone, lest Wen Chuchu would say something that would make her uncomfortable.

The day of parting was pushed back again and again. It was the first time they had avoided the existence of Ling Qingcheng in this way for so long. They knew that that person was already coveting their lives again, but the day was pushed back again and again. She and Shen Qing No one has the courage to face the next battle.

"Okay." Wen Chuchu answered Nuonuo beside Shen Qingxian, the boss was sharpening his sword, and she knew in her heart that Ling Qingcheng's battle was already imminent, and they couldn't avoid their respective battles. Responsibility, that's why the boss is crazy looking forward to the future, she wants her own promise, that person always wants to stay by her side longer.

"In winter, dig out the peach blossom wine we secretly buried in the yard. At that time, I'm afraid the witch will be so greedy." Wen Chuchu couldn't help laughing softly imagining the scene in winter, "I still want to hold How about going to the market with your hands? Firecrackers, temple visits, lantern shopping, all the things we haven’t done before.”

The more Wen Chuchu talked, the more excited she became. Her eyes were shining, and she was raising her face to see Shen Qinglian's expression, but she didn't expect her probing eyes to have crashed into the bottomless black pupils.

Shen Qinglian's breath choked for a moment, then she stared at Wen Chuchu's eyes very solemnly and said: "We have agreed, you have to count."

Wen Chuchu watched the expression in those eyes gradually turn from complicated to painful, she couldn't control it, and her eyes were slightly moist, she bumped her lips in a panic, their kiss was like a pattering spring rain , Gradually moisten the hearts of two people.

They know each other too well, and they understand each other too well, which means that they can't deceive each other when they have a guilty conscience or lie, but their lips are tightly entwined, and they can feel each other's emotions without saying anything.

Wen Chuchu felt that Shen Qinglian's kiss was gradually deepening, she glanced nervously at the open door of the practice room from the corner of her eye, her face was suddenly scorching hot, but Shen Qinglian didn't intend to stop, her arms slowly moved from her It passed through her waist, and then wrapped it tightly, as if to break her waist.

"Qing, Qingling..." Wen Chuchu blushed and hid for a while, before the sweetness between her lips and teeth dissipated, Shen Qing pressed her up again.

That person has always been calm and restrained, and never forced her to do anything, but this time, he was relentless, as if there was nowhere to vent the anxiety in his heart, he took a deep bite of her lips, and licked her lips. Wen Chuchu gasped in pain, but the man refused to give her a chance to breathe, so her moist lips were sealed again. Wen Chuchu's heart was like a wandering duckweed, and her mind was also dizzy, already soft. In Shen Qingxian's arms.

"You...you stay calm!" Wen Chu was panting again and again, and finally pushed Shen Qinglian away from him. Her eyes narrowed and glanced at the wide open door of the practice room, her heart was still beating so that she was flustered.

Shen Qinglian gradually calmed down, her eyes regained calm from possessiveness, her slender eyebrows blinked slowly, as if she was wronged, her crystal lips pursed helplessly, and then she buried her head in Chuchu's neck , refused to say anything.

Shen Qinglian is like a reckless child, yet so fierce that it makes people panic.

At the neck fossa, the warm breath was sticky and itchy. He just closed his eyes and calmed down for a moment, but he was flustered by the bone-biting feeling just now.

She licked her dry lips, supported the back of Shen Qinglian's neck and rubbed it, but her mouth was reproachful, "The door is open, you are not afraid of being bumped into by the witch."

"I was reckless." Shen Qingxian's voice was dull, like a little beast that had been hit hard.

"Wipe the sword clean." Wen Chuchu pushed Shen Qinglian's arms with great effort, and saw that she suppressed the restlessness in her eyes and was looking at herself in a daze.

Wen Chuchu snorted and got up like a little white rabbit in a hurry to escape, and she still didn't forget to stare and threaten Shen Qingxian: "When I go back to the house, I'll argue with you again!"

Shen Qinglian was taken aback for a moment, but then her eyes lit up again, she and Wen Chuchu were not the kind of people who were obsessed and lustful, but in the clear sky, Chuchu was willing to indulge her waywardness like this, which really made Shen Qinglian Some are flattered.

"Shen Qing, please remember, no matter what happens in the future, no matter what price you have to pay, I swear that I will definitely return to your side."

Listening to Wen Chuchu's swearing words, Shen Qinglian finally smiled, "Okay."

Even though she knew in her heart that there was no such future, she was already very content knowing that Chu Chu loved her.