【Quick Travel】Daily life of scheming beauties playing tricks

After hearing the news of the arrival of Zhihe, Meng Jiuran, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, finally faked the corpse, and Yunyi came to the main hall as agreed.

Haven't seen you for a few days

Meng Jiuran's arrogant aura didn't seem to have subsided but only got worse. Even when he was standing there alone, he looked like he looked down on everything around him.

As if he heard the footsteps, the young man turned his head, but unexpectedly did not speak but turned his head unnaturally, but couldn't help but glance at her. When she came closer, he muttered: "Why did you change your clothes?"

"Senior brother, why did you call me here today?"

Meng Jiuran pursed his lips and fixed his gaze to observe the expression of the woman in front of him.

It looks exactly the same as before. It seems that he doesn't remember what happened that night, but did he forget it so quickly?

That's impossible, is it because you don't care at all?

This realization made Meng Jiuran happy and sad at the same time.

He was happy because he didn't care about the embarrassing scene that day and didn't take the opportunity to laugh at him. He was sad because... He was the only one who had been tossing and turning in pain and tangle for the past few days.

And that erotic dream that made him painful and looking forward to... Damn it!

"Brother?"

"What are you doing!!" The three words were inevitably filled with emotion, and they flew out of his mouth uncontrollably. When he saw the girl's stunned expression, which turned colder, he realized and subconsciously said to make up for it: "Ahem - my men People accidentally grabbed too many classes, Elder Nanyang’s talisman class, will you go?"

"..." The awkwardness on the young man's face made the coldness on Yun Yi's face gradually dissipate, and the ice that had just gathered between his eyebrows also melted a little, and he observed the other person's expression with interest.

But as she remained silent, the other party's expression became increasingly grim, and he seemed to have a "I'll kill you if you don't agree" meaning.

Yunyi slightly raised the corners of her lips and responded before the boy was about to break his guard: "Of course I want to go, thank you, Senior Brother Meng."

cloudy to sunny

Meng Jiuran gave her a look that said: "Let's go. The Japanese master is in a good mood today and will give you a ride."

The natal spirit sword appeared out of thin air and floated at a height of one person. The young man jumped up and landed lightly on the sword. After going up, he jumped down again. Before she could react, her body was picked up and landed together with her. Above the flying sword.

The young man still hugged her from behind with no intention of letting go. Yunyi struggled slightly, and the body behind her instantly stiffened and he quickly let go.

"Ahem - my sword is very fast. It won't be my fault if it falls in a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword shot straight into the sky, landed again, and then rose again. The straight line distance, which was obviously not too far, forced Meng Jiuran to complete the eighteen turns of the mountain road.

The strong wind blew by her ears, which made her cheeks hurt. After pulling away her covered hair countless times, Yuanyi finally chose to compromise. Her body went limp, and she collapsed into the young man's strong arms. She said a few words without emotion. : "Senior brother, it's too fast, I'm a little scared."

The speed of the flying sword suddenly slowed down, and its trajectory became smoother. From behind, the young man's proud voice could be heard faintly, blending in the wind: "Really, I'm scared now. You are so weak. Forget it, let me slow down a little."

After saying that, there was another big hand around his waist, and he hugged her tightly.

From Tianyu Peak to Disciple Academy, Yuanyi had never felt that the road was so long, and he had a new definition of Meng Jiuran's childishness.

The two of them landed directly at the door. Yunyi was arranging her messy long hair. It took a while before she noticed the fiery gaze falling on them.

She broke away from the young man's arm and walked into the teaching room first to find a seat near the back row. The young man followed closely and sat next to her.

The exclamations came one after another, and Yunyi suddenly felt like a monkey in a zoo being watched.

"So, is it our senior brother Meng who wins?"

In the chaos, the discussion in a lowered voice still reached her ears.

"No, it's not them I'm knocking!! I prefer a gentle person like Elder Nanyang!"

"No, no, no, Mo Shang Xiaoxiang is the best to knock against!"

"But I really don't think highly of Meng Jiuran."

Yunyi sighed silently and took the initiative to filter out the gossip around her that confused reality with stories. However, Meng Jiuran could not sit still and walked directly to the center of the crowd. After a while, he seized a book and sat back down.

Seeing the cover, Yuanyi's eyebrows skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but be curious about the owner's reaction when he saw this book.

"Whatever you do here, just go in."

"Elder Nanyang is here!!"

The crowd dispersed instantly, and the classroom was filled up in an instant. There were even some disciples sitting on the floor because there was no room.

The man in the blue and white robe at the front frowned and walked to the podium without saying anything.

Nanyang, one of the male protagonists in the storybook, is gentle and kind. Not only can he be included in the storybook, he also has a good appearance. Unfortunately, he is not her goal.

Yunyi looked away and took out the blank talisman he had prepared.

Nanyang's lectures were very detailed and patient, which made her very interested even though she had never studied talismans before. Although the advanced courses were a bit obscure for her, her brain was running fast and she understood the principles. The talisman she drew started from the beginning. The stagnation becomes smooth, and a bit of aura can be seen.

But Meng Jiuran beside him remained silent for a long time, and there was still a pile of blank talisman papers on the table.

Yunyi glanced at the young man, his eyes lingering on his red earlobes for a long time.

As if he suddenly noticed her gaze, the young man quickly closed the book and turned his head to glare at her "viciously". "What are you looking at?"

Yunyi smiled at him inexplicably and looked away.

After a while, the boy's question came to my ears: "Have you read this book too?"

Yunyi paused slightly and shook his head: "No."

Meng Jiuran subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then pretended to be calm and said: "Oh, don't look at it, they are all nonsense, and it is difficult to put it on the stage."

When he didn't get any more response, he looked away and stopped disturbing her when he saw the scene the girl was carefully drawing.

He has already mastered the talisman he practiced today, and he has no time to learn it anyway.

The storybook was opened again, Meng Jiuran savored himself and Yun Yi with relish, oh no, it was his first meeting with Xiaoxiao.

I have to admit that the disciple who wrote this script was quite skillful in writing, and his aesthetics was even better. He actually described his face and temperament perfectly, but his character was not very good. How could he be like that? A personality that even breeding dogs dislike? !

Bad review

He looked down at the storybook.

[Xiaoxiao's cheeks were stained with a crimson blush, her red lips were slightly opened as she gasped quickly, her hands tightly grasped Meng Balan's front, and she huddled in his arms with a frightened look, unconsciously exuding charm and warmth. Lan's breath made Meng Balan freeze half of his body. ]

Meng Balan, no, Meng Jiuran blushed and his expression became a little weird.

How could he be so worthless?

Even though he was thinking this, he automatically imagined this scene in his mind.

Yunyi leaned against him, her breath was like blue, her chest was rising and falling, her eyes were full of complaints and tears...

Damn it, he turns out to be so worthless.