What kind of bad intentions can the host have?

Chapter 159 Mrs. Yue wants to monopolize Meng Po (17)

Chu Yu's pupils widened slightly, and her long eyelashes fluttered. Before she could recover, he had already moved away.

Jing Yuyan's black eyes were covered with soft light, and his voice was full of magnetism: "Auntie, are you happy?"

"..."

She doesn't know whether she likes it or not, but the fear is real.

She finally understood why Ji Xian had a meaningful look in his eyes when he mentioned the matter of enjoying blessings.

It turns out that the enjoyment he mentioned refers to the love between men and women.

Thinking of being fooled by him, Chu Yu couldn't help but feel aggrieved inexplicably.

Thinking up to this point, Chu Yu said firmly, "I'm not happy."

She raised her head, her phoenix eyes pretended to be stubborn, but her cheeks were already flushed.

It looks so cute.

"Auntie started to lie to me again. You are obviously very happy, and you are so happy that you only see me."

Jing Yu's voice was low and hoarse, he leaned close to her, and gently pinched her earlobe with his fingertips, ambiguous and charming.

"?"

For a moment, Chu Yu felt that he had a memory.

But it was only in a daze for a few seconds, feeling a little itchy in the neck, her body trembling, goosebumps, and shrinking back.

[The happiness value of the target object is +10, and the current total task progress is 40/100. 】

"..."

She was caught off guard every time the task progressed, and she was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

However, the cold mechanical sound brought her back to reality.

This is in the Three Thousand Worlds, so what if Jing Yu is Ji Xian, anyway, he has no memory, so he can only be regarded as a small fragment of Ji Xian.

Then she doesn't have to be shy about anything, if he is happy, she will do it, and when the task is completed, she will just ignore him.

The end of Chu Yu's long and narrow eyes turned up, the blush on her face gradually dissipated, she hooked her red lips, and smiled broadly: "Jing Yu, are you happy?"

In response to her no longer backing down, Jing Yu felt that she was showing her sincerity.

Jing Yu nodded obediently, and said intriguingly, "I will be happy if you like it."

She was afraid of him, why wasn't he afraid? ?

Believe me, you ghost, you are very old and bad!

"You're pressing me down, I can't even breathe, so let me go first."

Jing Yu obediently sat down on the edge of the bed, watching her every move with deep peach eyes.

Chu Yu's psychological quality is good, but her eyes fluttered in panic when she was stared at by him.

She changed into a comfortable position, pulled the white-orange feather quilt, and after calming down, she raised her eyes to look at him.

Jing Yu's temples were cut like knives, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, and his face was like a crown of jade. His facial features were upright and cool, but he wore curly hair like two buns, which looked quite weird.

Especially when he was staring at her, his eyes flooded inexplicably, his eyes were like autumn waves, and all kinds of emotions in his life were gathered in the corners of his eyes.

"..."

He is good-looking, but his imitation has failed too much, and his face has been ruined in vain.

With a sigh, Chu Yu: "You imitate Wuhua and pretend to be cute, have you got his consent?"

"No need for his consent."

"..." is really domineering.

Jing Yu went on to say: "If he dares to make up your mind, I will promise Erlang God's dog to him."

Wu Huatian is not afraid of the earth, not even the master, but he is afraid of dogs, terribly afraid.

If you give him the dog... the consequences are outrageous to think about.

"Jing Yu." Chu Yu softly called his name.

Jing Yu: "Huh?"

Chu Yu stretched out her hand, raised his chin, raised her eyebrows, "give me a smile."

Jing Yu's face sank instantly, and he resisted: "No."

Chu Yu smiled and said, "You are willing to comb two round hairs to please me, and you are not happy after smiling?"

Jing Yu suddenly hugged her waist tightly, his eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Chu Yu, you can't look at me with funny Wuhua eyes!"

"I can pretend to be cute, but you have to treat me differently."

She acted like teasing a child, which made him very unconvinced.

Chu Yu was surprised: "How is it different?"

Jing Yu leaned forward, kissed the corner of her lips, and then bit her collarbone along her chin, purple air rose from his sleeve, Chu Yu was in a trance, her eyes were dull.

Jing Yu was kissing her skin, and his fingertips were suddenly wet. He paused and raised his head to look at her.

At this moment, Chu Yu was panting slightly, with tears streaming down her face, her face was like a peach petal, she looked like she had been greatly wronged, which made people feel distressed.

His pupils contracted, staring at her with teardrop eyelashes, his breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

"I bullied you again?"

His deep and hoarse voice seemed to contain endless self-blame.

Chu Yu shook her head, "No."

She really wasn't crying because he kissed her.

Chu Yu herself couldn't figure out why she shed tears for no reason this time.

Jing Yu didn't ask her any more, and sat aside, waiting for her to recover slowly.

after a long time.

For how long, even the two of them don't know.

Chu Yu cleared her throat, secretly grabbed the hem of his clothes, and pursed her lips: "I'm hungry."

Jing Yu looked at her hand, restraining the desire to hold it.

"Okay, I'll ask Wu Hua to order Shan Que to bring the food."

Seeing Jingyu coming out, Wuhua was looking forward to seeing Chu Yu, but Chu Yu didn't come out, so he finally went to Shanque sullenly.

Although Wuhua is small, her pace is fast.It didn't take long for him to bring two fairies to the dining table with hot dishes.

The rest of the Heavenly Court is called so-and-so Que, only the place where Yuelao lives has always been called the Holy Temple.

Because Yuelao governs marriages in this world, other people are forbidden to enter here without permission.

The fairies left after putting down the food.

This is not the first time that she shed tears in front of Jing Yu. Chu Yu did not have the previous sense of shame. She raised her head to hold back the tears and washed her face again. Looking at the bronze mirror, she could no longer see the trace of crying. She just walked out of Jing Yu's residence and went to the dining place.

Jing Yu lowered his eyes slightly, puzzled by Chu Yu's tears.

He thought she missed him, and she indirectly admitted it.

Then why does he kiss her and she wants to cry?
Is it because he is afraid that he will be too impulsive?Want to have a spiritual practice with her?
But the last time she asked him to hug her, didn't she covet his body?
How can you be afraid of spiritual practice?

Seeing Chu Yu approaching, Wuhua smiled and stood up enthusiastically.

"Sister, you are here, we have a lot of delicious food today!"

Chu Yu glanced at the bewildered Jing Yu, and calmly said to Wu Hua, "Okay."

Jing Yu felt distraught, and Wu Hua smiled and introduced each dish to Chu Yu, and he felt even more melancholy.

He raised his eyelids, frowning and looked at the two with hippie smiles.

He seems to have raised a scourge for himself, robbing his concubine.

Jing Yu went from bewildered, to flustered, to bewildered, and now he is full of regrets.

After dinner, Wuhua was called to do homework by Jing Yu, who had avenged his private revenge.

Chu Yu, who was full, calmly cast her eyes on Jing Yu who was shrouded in cold air, and said calmly, "I'll go back first."

It's not that she doesn't want to explain why she shed tears, but even she doesn't know the reason, so what can she tell him.

Chu Yu got up slowly, and just as she was about to leave, she heard his hoarse and cold voice.

"Wuhua is just a child."

(End of this chapter)