I kicked the male lead away

"Fang Zhilan?" These three words came out from between Xie Muning's lips, with a special charm, "Is it An Zhitinglan's lan?"

"No." Fang Zhilan was taken aback, but she couldn't find the right words to explain, so she simply touched her hand with her other free hand, and using her fingertip as a pen, she lightly stroked on her palm.

Horizontal, vertical, left, right, point.

The soft fingertips rubbed against the palms, and Xie Muning felt a strange itch inexplicably. She curled her fingers slightly, and her long eyelashes blinked under Fang Zhilan's hands: "I see, it's a dimly lit place, I can call you Ah Lan?"

Ask again: "Why are you covering my eyes? I want to see you."

Xie Muning wanted to take a look at her, to see what the little fox she had carefully raised looked like.

"No!" Fang Zhilan immediately vetoed, "I can't let you see it."

"Why?" Xie Muning's voice was a little aggrieved, why didn't her Ah Lan let her see it.

Blocked by her words, Fang Zhilan's lips murmured for a moment before she found the reason: "Our Fox Clan has a rule that after a woman transforms into a form, if the first thing she sees is someone other than her relatives, she must marry her." That person, I can't marry you, can I?"

Because she tightly covered Xie Muning's face with one hand, Fang Zhilan got very close to her.

She deliberately lowered her voice, and the heat from her words still breathed on her face.

Xie Muning didn't realize that the pinnae of her ears felt hot, so she held her breath.

She didn't know that there was such a legend among the fox clan.

She thought about it, and said involuntarily, "Since that's the case...you can't show it to others."

Not a question, but a statement tone.

"Don't worry." Fang Zhilan nodded without hesitation in order to coax her, "I won't give anyone."

"Then I..." Xie Muning hesitated, "Can I touch your face?"

Even if she couldn't see it, she still wanted to know what Ah Lan looked like.

Speaking, in order to prove that she would not open her eyes, Xie Muning touched the headband beside the pillow, quickly covered her eyes with the hairband, and tied a tight knot at the back of her head, then raised her head: "Ah Lan, can I touch you?"

"..." It sounded weird.

Thinking of her taking good food and drink with her these days, and taking good care of her, Fang Zhilan would naturally not be so stingy that she wouldn't even agree to this small request.

As soon as she nodded, and before she could say yes, Xie Muning rushed over and pushed her down on the couch, her body pressed close to each other, with the tip of her nose touching, in the darkness, she reached out and touched Fang Zhilan.

— cheeks.

The skin touched by the fingertips is warm and delicate, and it can be broken by blowing, as if it will sink into it with just a little force.

Xie Muning couldn't help holding her breath, her fingers were extremely careful from the forehead to the tip of the brow, and to the end of the eye, as if treating a rare treasure.

Her fingers moved slowly, Fang Zhilan felt uncomfortable being touched by her, she couldn't help but turn her face sideways.

The piece was soft and greasy, just like this, it gently wiped Xie Muning's fingertips.

Her heart beat so fast that even her fingertips were trembling slightly.

Fang Zhilan was a little helpless: "Are you ready?"

"Ah?" Xie Muning came back to her senses, and withdrew her hand in a still unsatisfactory manner, "Okay."

After all, she finally lay down beside Fang Zhilan with some contentment.

From the day when she picked up the little fox, Xie Muning would sleep with her little white in her arms every night.

But now Xiaobai suddenly turned into a girl with a soft body, Xie Muning felt uncomfortable as soon as she lay down, and she didn't even know where to put her hands.

You can't change her back, can you?

If it really changes back...

Xie Muning immediately vetoed this idea, it would be better to have the girl with a melodious voice beside her.

Fang Zhilan didn't know what was going on in her mind, seeing Xie Muning lying flat beside her, with her hands neatly placed beside her face, and her blindfolded headband still on, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sleepiness hit her, she didn't have time to think about it, she buried her head in the quilt and covered her face to sleep.

When she waited to open her eyes the next day, Fang Zhilan felt her waist being tightly embraced by slender and fair hands.

Xie Muning clung to her tightly, even her side face was pressed against Fang Zhilan's undressed shoulders, she was full of sleep, and the hairband tied around her eyes was still untied.

It was already daylight, and Fang Zhilan was shocked by the cool air she exhaled, and immediately wanted to push people away.

But she didn't want her to move, and Xie Muning woke up, still a little sleepy: "What's wrong?"

"I..." Fang Zhilan was a little uneasy, "I don't have any clothes."

Xie Muning woke up as if she had just woken up from a dream, as if she had been scalded by something, she immediately let go of her hand and stepped back, blushing, she took out a set of women's clothing from her cosmos bag and threw it on the bed, turned her back to stabilize her mind: "This is my new dress, I have never worn it before, so you can make up for it first."

The size of the light gauze white clothes sewn from shark yarn will automatically change with the wearer, and it fits just right after wearing it.

Fang Zhilan found another veil and tied it in front of the mirror. This way, it covered most of her face, only the eyebrows and eyes could be seen.

After confirming that she would not be recognized by others, Fang Zhilan reached out to help Xie Muning untie the hair tie tied behind her head.

The hair tie slipped off, revealing a pair of still dazed eyes.

Xie Muning stared at the girl wearing her own clothes in front of her. She was speechless for a long time, and finally got up suddenly, took down the sword hanging on the wall, and turned her back to Fang Zhilan: "I, I'm going to practice."

After saying that, he rushed out the door without looking back.

What's going on here?I didn't see her so active in cultivation in the past.

Fang Zhilan didn't think much about it, and finally she was able to sleep peacefully by herself.

After waking up, it was still early, and it was inconvenient for her to go out as a stranger, so she had to stay in the room and read Xie Muning's daily practice books.

With the original owner's memory of seeing the male lead practice swords, Fang Zhilan seemed to be able to understand these sword styles naturally, and she was fascinated by them. She didn't notice it until Xie Muning pushed the door in.

Facing the little fox that suddenly turned into a human form, Xie Muning was still a little embarrassed: "What... are you looking at?"

Hearing the voice suddenly, Fang Zhilan trembled in fright, then raised her head, her eyes beyond the veil suddenly turned into crescent moons: "Are you back?"

Thinking of what Xie Muning asked just now, she shook the book in her hand: "Well, I hope I can learn the magic that can protect myself as soon as possible."

Xie Muning tried her best not to let her face turn red: "Don't worry, this is Tianji Gate, as long as I'm here, no one will dare to bully you."

But she can't stay at Tianji Gate forever, but Fang Zhilan doesn't intend to say these words to Xie Muning.

She changed the topic: "I learned a sword technique today, but I don't have a sword at hand, so I don't know how effective it will be."

"If you really want to practice." Xie Muning handed over her sword, "You can use mine."

The sword in her hand is naturally not a vulgar thing, the blade is silver and white, exuding a slight chill.

Fang Zhilan was not polite, took it, and held it conveniently, so she said: "Then let's go out and try?"

When she said this, her eyes were bright, and her watery pupils were like black grapes.

Xie Muning saw the shadow of the old little fox in her eyes, immediately relaxed a lot, nodded and said: "Okay."

It was freezing and snowy outside, until she came out, under the bright sun outside, Xie Muning realized that the clothes she gave A-Lan were still embroidered with golden patterns of mountains and seas, which swayed with her figure, so bright that people couldn't take their eyes off them.

"Look at the sword!" Fang Zhilan pointed the sword at her, thinking about the moves in the book, turned around like a dragon wagging its tail, and slashed down with the sword, using Qi as the blade, emitting an invisible sword light.

Originally thinking that she was just making trouble, Xie Muning dodged sideways and raised her eyebrows smartly: "This is not going to work, I'm afraid it will wait until you learn it well..."

Before she finished speaking, Fang Zhilan held Jianping in front of her again.

Being so excited by Xie Muning, a memory belonging to the original owner suddenly appeared in her mind, she looked ahead, said the formula in her mouth, the sword flower was gently pulled, splitting the void, and another sharp sword light came flying towards.

This move was menacing, unexpected, mixed with aura, and quite powerful. Xie Muning, who was still talking, was caught off guard for a moment, and when she reacted and turned sideways, the clothes on her arms had been cut and a bloodstain appeared.

Fang Zhilan's eyes widened, she hurriedly put down the sword in her hand, and hurried over: "Are you alright?"

Xie Muning's face was pale, she looked at her in shock, and grabbed her wrist: "Where did you learn this trick?"

Fang Zhilan was pinched tightly by her, unable to break free, she got in without knowing it: "I don't know, I just used it casually, what's wrong?"

As soon as she asked the question, she herself realized what was going on in an instant.

There is no casual swordsmanship, all the spells of the original owner were taught by the male protagonist Song Xingyi hand in hand.

Could it be that he was spotted?

Fang Zhilan carefully looked at Xie Muning's face, and quickly interrupted her thoughts: "Does the wound on your hand hurt, let me see."

"It's okay." Xie Muning lowered her eyes, her long and straight eyelashes covering her eyes.

Hearing this, Fang Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully examined her wounds.

Fortunately, her spiritual energy has not fully recovered, and what was injured was only the skin, and did not penetrate deep into the flesh and blood.

Calmly, Xie Muning glanced at Fang Zhilan who was observing her injury.

Her expression was focused, the concern on her face could not be faked, and she even exhaled into the wound: "Blow it, it won't hurt anymore."

Xie Muning couldn't feel the pain in her arm, but suddenly remembered that she seemed to have picked up A-Lan in order to hunt down the goblin who was pestering her senior brother.

Why was it such a coincidence that she would appear at the bottom of Luoxue Cliff, and she was seriously injured, even the Yuan Dan was broken.

"Alan." Xie Muning opened her mouth and tentatively said, "Who were you injured by before? You were beaten back to your original shape."

Fang Zhilan paused, raised her eyes and looked at Xie Muning: "I... I, I, I..."

He hesitated, but couldn't make up an excuse.

Those eyes were faintly familiar.

Xie Muning suddenly felt an urge to tear off the veil that obstructed people's eyes and find out.