The heroine kidnapped the female partner!

While Yang Yansheng was thinking about it, our small system 23333 complained that the host was a black, cold and arrogant iceberg, and at the same time obediently went to peek at Weirui and Jinxin.

It's been almost a month, and the child Wei Rui's wariness towards the deity should have almost disappeared...

Yang Yansheng took out a stack of rice paper and wrote some larger regular characters on it.

"Ah Ying, how about calling Wei Rui for me?" Yang Yansheng said softly to the ghost who stunned the system.

This ghost cub was raised by Yang Yansheng from childhood, and it was her first ghost servant in name.

Ah Ying responded silently, and then floated towards Wei Wei's room.

After a while, Wei Rui pushed the door open and entered.

"I don't know why Patriarch Yang is calling this king?" Wei Rui's tone was a little stiff, the violence just now had not faded from her eyes.

"My deity teaches you how to practice calligraphy." Yang Yansheng said casually as he rubbed his ink.

"Patriarch Yang has such a big heart that he wants to teach the barbaric Mo Xizi?" Wei Rui raised the corners of his mouth indifferently, with Yang Yansheng's usual indifference on his face.

"Other people think you are barbaric, but I didn't expect you to think that you are barbaric too?" Yang Yansheng raised his eyes to look at this rebellious girl, his face was full of disdain. "If you don't learn something, how can you do great things?"

After hearing this, Wei Rui's face froze, something was ups and downs in her black eyes.

"Heh, why does Patriarch Yang need to be sarcastic?" Wei Rui finally suppressed all her emotions, and she said coldly: "This king will learn by himself."

Wei Rui walked to Yang Yansheng's side, a faint smell of mint ran into her nostrils, she couldn't help but take a deep breath, her face froze after taking the breath.

Damn, what is this king doing?

Wei Rui went to snatch the brush from Yang Yansheng's hand a little annoyed, but in fact she grabbed Yang Yansheng's entire hand.The delicate and icy cold touch spread to her brain along the luxuriant fingertips, and she shrank her hand suddenly in shock.

The two fell silent at the same time.

Yang Yansheng took a look at Weirui's somewhat peachy face, turned his head and raised the corners of his mouth happily at an angle that she couldn't see.

"Look, the pen needs to be pinched like this." As if that smile had never existed, Yang Yansheng's face was a little icy and calm, as if she had never touched a little of the dust in this world, as if in this world Nothing could touch her heart.

this man!

Her luxuriant dark eyes grew darker, and she let go of her tightly clenched fists.

One day, all the calmness and indifference on this woman's face-this king will kill her one by one!

After Wei Rui secretly made up her mind for the nth time, she seriously watched Yang Yansheng's demonstration.

I saw that Yang Yansheng's slender and white hand was pinching the brush and the words written were so beautiful, without losing the unique beauty of a girl, and without lacking the atmosphere that a patriarch must have.Like flowing clouds and flowing water, a poem is presented on fine rice paper.

One pair for life people.

"A couple for a lifetime." Yang Yansheng whispered softly, with a softness that Wei Rui had never seen in his eyes.

"These characters are easier to write, you can try it first." Yang Yansheng tilted his head and said to Wei Rui, his face was so cold again, as if the softness before had never appeared.

Wei Rui refused to agree to Yang Yansheng with a cold face, she stared at her viciously, strong possessive desire tumbling in her eyes.

Yang Yansheng and Wei Rui looked at each other silently, always calm.

"Who is it?" Wei Rui asked, gritting her teeth.

Yang Yansheng remained silent.

"Who is it?!" She asked again, her pupils turning completely blood red.

This king actually hides other people in his heart? !

This king wants to drag him out and tear him into pieces! ! !

"What." Yang Yansheng didn't care, she looked down at the words on the paper.

"A couple for life. Hehe, Patriarch Yang, who is hiding in your heart?" Wei Rui wished she could throw herself on this hateful woman in front of her right now, and take a good look at what she was thinking.

"It's you." Yang Yansheng raised his eyes and looked at the fierce-looking demon king in front of him, and said calmly.

Wei Rui was taken aback.

"Do you believe it?" Yang Yansheng sneered ironically.

Wei Rui bit her tongue angrily, and the smell of blood spread in her mouth.

"Patriarch Yang." The Demon King suddenly leaned forward and kissed Yang Yansheng, and the smell of blood quickly lingered in their mouths.

The brush fell on the rice paper with a clatter, and the ink blurred the handwriting.When Yang Yansheng realized it, he immediately stretched out his hand to push Wei Rui, but Wei Rui held Yang Yansheng tightly, unable to push at all.

Wei Rui has been looking at Yang Yansheng who is close at hand, and finds that her calmness has never faded.

So she kissed more violently, she bit Yang Yansheng's lips hard, after Yang Yansheng opened his mouth in pain, she took the opportunity to invade, wandering around indiscriminately, stirring up a storm.

"Patriarch Yang." Wei Rui imitated Yang Yansheng with a sarcastic sneer. "I'm so sorry, this king took your kiss away, I don't know if the person in your heart will feel sad."

Yang Yansheng was speechless, took a look at Wei Rui, then turned around to tidy up the messy desktop.

On the surface, he doesn't care, on the surface, he is careless.

As if kissing her lavishly just now was just an unimportant matter.

Yeah!Yang Yansheng!

Wei Rui glared at Yang Yansheng viciously, but in the end she had no choice but to throw up her sleeves and leave.