Quickly wear the villain's sweet wife

Chapter 348 Master, Stop Pretending (4) If you have watched it for free, do not subscribe

The man called Shizun looked about 25 or [-] years old, but there was an old-fashioned sternness between his brows, his smooth and fair face was covered with a lingering chill, and his pretty lips were slightly pursed.

"Ah."

The voice was very soft, but it was hard to conceal its clearness, lingering in Quan Nai's ears, lingering for a long time.

Hong Yi's finely carved hands were slightly bent in a beautiful arc, and his fingertips faintly touched the cuffs of his robe.

He naturally stood in front of Quan Nai, his eyes were cold, and he was not angry.

"Anyone in the Qingshan Gate who is stalking and telling stories will be punished by kneeling in the punishment room for a day and not allowed to speak or eat."

The disciples who were furious just now fell silent instantly. They knelt on the ground and said, "Yes, Nanshan Immortal."

Seeing Hong Yi leave, Quan Nai followed him closely like a little hamster, almost sticking to him.

"Master, this apprentice thought it would be a few days before you could leave the customs, but I didn't expect it to be earlier."

Quan Nai leaned in front of him with a smile, observing Hong Yi's reaction.

Hong Yi's expression was indifferent, and his thin lips parted lightly, "You go back first, and return to the head of the sect for the master."

Quan Nai nodded, very obedient, "Oh."

Tsk tsk tsk, I can't tell that Mozun is a good pretender, and he really pretends to be like that.

But how could Quan Nai go back and wait?

She found a remote place and dug out the pear blossom wine that Elder Yindu secretly buried under the thousand-year-old spiritual tree.

"This old man's strength is not very good, but the wine is not bad." Quan Nai took a few swigs from the jug and squeezed his face hard, turning his fair skin red.

[Host, are you self-harming? 】

"You don't understand, it's convincing only when you see some color on your face, it's more like drunk."

Quan Nai nodded in satisfaction, two dimples appeared.

Holding the wine jug, she imitated the appearance of a drunk person, walking staggeringly.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, and a white dress was firmly fixed behind Quan Nai, with his hands behind his back.

Quan Nai's beautiful eyes flashed, pretending not to know, her red and soft lips looked delicious.

"Why am I so useless!"

She looked up to the sky and screamed, her eyes were full of sadness, her red lips pursed in grievance.

"What's the use of purifying the spiritual roots? It's because the spiritual energy is congested and cannot be used, and even the basic skills cannot be practiced."

Gradually, Quan Nai's voice became a bit crying, and she took another sip of wine.

The leaked wine slid down her swan-like neck, tracing her smooth lines.

"Now that Master has come out of retreat, I'm still so useless!"

There was no sadness on Quan Nai's face with his back to Hong Yi, but he was desperately squeezing his tears.

The little girl staggered as she walked, and her body could be said to be holding on to the stones next to her to barely stand still.

The man standing behind her blinked his eyes expressionlessly, his long and deep eyes had a bloodthirsty gleam.

And it's as fleeting as if it never happened.

Hong Yi walked towards Quan Nai unhurriedly, firmly grasping her slender arm.

Quan Nai deliberately threw himself at Hong Yi by taking advantage of his unsteady center of gravity, his eyes were wide open, dim with tears, and filled with a touch of innocence.

Look defenseless.

"Will Master hate me? He will hate me, right?"

The little girl's body was limp, as if she had no bones.

Hong Yi pushed away her approaching face and said nothing.

The little girl in front of me looks different from the one she met during the day, she was obviously lively and cheerful back then.

(End of this chapter)