Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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The free hand moved to Xie Zhuo's jacket, and with an unquestionably steady force, closed the jacket that was slightly torn apart.

Xie Zhuo: "???"

Closed?

He cannot accept it.

He was a little dazed for a moment, then saw Du Guanjing get up, tidy up all the mess on his body in an orderly manner, and even have the mood to tie his hair?

Xie Zhuo: "??"

Damn, is this a human being?

"Du Guanjing!" Xie Zhuo finally couldn't help but speak when the man pushed forward to wipe his face.

The moment his slightly swollen lips opened, the murderous intent in his tone was unavoidably exposed.

"What are you doing!" Xie Zhuo paused every word, as if he wanted to tear Du Guanjing apart.

After flirting, Xie Zhuo thought that if he didn't kick Du Guanjing out, it was true love.

Du Guanjing has accumulated eight lifetimes of virtue, so he has such a preference.

And in Du Guanjing's eyes, it was the uncle squinting his watery eyes, looking at him with hatred.

His Adam's apple was rolling, and the emotional tide that was suppressed by force had a tendency to surge again.

Why doesn't he know what Xie Zhuo wants?

But it really can't, they haven't held the double cultivation ceremony yet.

not to mention……

An imperceptible look flashed across the cold Jian Xiu's eyes, he half-kneeled in front of Xie Zhuo, buried his head in his knees, and said softly, "Master, can you get married?"

He said as if tempting: "As long as the double cultivation ceremony is completed, I will be yours."

He casually rubbed Xie Zhuo's tense muscles with his fingertips, and said softly, "At that time, you can do whatever you want."

Are all possible?

Xie Zhuo thought it would be okay to hang this bastard on the wall to dry?

Xie Zhuo took a deep breath and kicked Du Guanjing away: "Get out!"

Originally, he thought that it was time to get married after enough trouble, but this guy insisted on playing this hard-to-get stance.

He looked at Du Guanjing with a sneer: "Do you really think I have to be you?"

Du Guanjing's expression changed suddenly, and his sharp eyes stared at Xie Zhuo.

"Huh? Threatening me?" Xie Zhuo was not afraid of him, and even sneered again: "What can you threaten me with?"

"Xie Zhuo." Du Guanjing pursed his lips: "You don't want to marry me that much?"

He just wants a legitimate name, can't he?

Xie Zhuo rolled his eyelids: "What do you guess?"

Du Guanjing didn't want to guess, he just wanted to eat this heartless thing.

Obviously taking away my innocence, and still being so careless, it's like... like it's just a trivial thing.

Du Guanjing pursed his lips tightly, threw Xie Zhuo down on the soft white animal skin like a wolf cub, and said coldly, "I hate you for being a log."

A piece of wood without a heart.

The jacket was easily pulled away, Xie Zhuo suddenly closed his eyes.

It has to be said that the sword cultivator's fingers are still very nimble. At least after Xie Zhuo went through this experience, he felt that Du Guanjing's sword practice was also a good choice.

A moment later, Xie Zhuo bit his snow-white Taoist robe and took a deep breath.

At this moment, the messy color film in front of me slowly returned to its original position, making the world look clear again.

Xie Zhuo looked sideways at the man who was wiping his hands slowly, and said lazily, "Aren't you coming?"

Are you so enthusiastic about serving him exclusively?

At this moment, Du Guanjing was still thinking about Xie Zhuo's words "It's up to you", and he was very depressed, so he glanced at him and left without saying a word.