Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

After saying that, the white-haired man looked at the woman on the bed who was confused when she first woke up, his peach blossom eyes full of tenderness and paranoia. He leaned over and kissed the soft lips. He firmly grasped the woman's soft lips with both hands, not giving her the slightest chance to escape.

"Uh... uh..." Nan Xiang's eyes widened and he became angry.

I haven't settled the score with you yet, so you're asking for benefits on your own?

Feeling the anger of the woman in his arms, the man warmly comforted her with his lips.

"Be good, let's continue to finish the wedding ceremony that we didn't start last time." The man coaxed in a low voice.

When she heard the flowers and candles in the wedding room, the woman stopped struggling. Her eyes moved slightly, her fingers gently brushed the man's snow-white hair, and a kiss fell on the end of the man's red eyes.

As if it was some kind of encouragement, the lust in the man's eyes became more and more intense. He clasped the woman's neck with both hands, gently moved her head down, pointed it at the woman's sweet lips, and continued to absorb the alluring fragrance.

Nan Xiang closed his eyes and responded, gradually ignoring the strangeness in his body.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth were spinning. Nan Xiang took out a rope and tied the man's hands. Like a female bandit, she stared at the man fiercely, "Beauty, I will punish you!"

The man looked at Nan Xiang, smiled softly, and his expression became more gentle and doting: "Okay."

Although Nan Xiang was speechless when she saw the man looking like he was free to take whatever he wanted, she continued to implement the style of a female gangster and put the strategic plan of punishment into practice.

Although I didn’t know who punished whom later, it didn’t matter anymore.

"Hey, Master, you finally remembered me!" Chunjuan cried as he was forced into a small dark room.

"Oh, you little fool didn't peek, did you?" Nan Xiang traced the delicate eyebrows of "Sleeping Beauty" while comforting his fragile little fool.

"How is it possible to peek? She is still a baby. Neither the Lord God nor the Lord System will allow the system to watch the host's privacy."

Chun Juan rubbed his two little paws against each other and said a little embarrassedly,

"However, I have been locked up in a small dark room for three days. The male master really loves the master deeply. After the master died in the previous life, the male master grew old overnight. He carried the master's body back to Qianji Pavilion and used forbidden techniques to kill him. The master's corpse was made into a puppet, and I kissed you crazily every day... If it weren't for the master, your soul would no longer be in this small world. The master would still want to lock your soul in the body and resurrect you, master. I I really cried to death, the male master really loves his master..."

Nan Xiang: ...Oh my god, why did her beauty become so perverted? However, she likes it~

"Huh? Why are you not focusing on staring at me?"

The white-haired beauty who was still asleep looked at her wandering little girl dotingly, with strong paranoia and possessiveness hidden in her deep eyes.

Little darling, you are really not well-behaved~

Nan Xiang felt a little guilty after being stared at by the man, so he turned back and said fiercely: "Luo, Ling, Chen! You haven't explained to me about your fake death yet!"

Seeing his little girl flipping through the ledger, Luo Lingchen felt guilty, smiled ingratiatingly, explained in a low voice, and kissed her coaxingly.

"Well, my dear is not angry anymore. It's my husband's fault. My husband lured the Lord of Yama Palace out and left behind a puppet clone. I didn't expect it to be so useless. He failed to protect the Hidden Sword Villa. I didn't protect... you." As he spoke, a trace of gloom appeared in the man's eyes, and his voice gradually became hoarse.

"Achen, it's not your fault." Nan Xiang kissed the man's snow-white hair distressedly, and then twisted the man's ear with one hand, "Okay, how dare you say that you are the master of Qianji Pavilion?" Hidden from me!”

Luo Lingchen: ...Aren't you not angry anymore?

Luo Lingchen continued his career of "coaxing his wife", his white hair and black hair were intertwined, and his red robes became more and more messy...

The two of them lingered for a while, and under Nan Xiang's increasingly dangerous gaze, Luo Lingchen reluctantly got up, dressed his beloved wife, and then went to prepare breakfast.

Curly Hair Ball, who was locked up in the dark room for a short while, felt aggrieved: "Master, could you please let me know in advance when you close the dark room next time? It's really scary when someone closes the dark room without any preparation~"

Nan Xiang held his chin and used his spiritual mind to roll a handful of curling balls in the system space: "Okay."

I have to say, the quality of this body is really good.

"That's right, Master. I've found a way to travel back to the right time. Shall we go there now?" Curly Ball picked up his paw and patted his little head hard.

"I won't go." Nan Xiang refused.

"Ahhh! No! Master, you have already died at this point in time. Staying in this puppet body for a long time will be too much for your soul, Master."

Nan Xiang nonchalantly played with the wooden bird Luo Lingchen gave her, "I'm fine."

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Chun Juan took out a small white square handkerchief and cried while wiping his tears: "Does the master bear the thought of me being destroyed by the eighteenth hall of the main temple?"

Nan Xiang's face was expressionless: "Be patient."

Spring roll: (╥_╥) I don’t love it anymore.

"I have communicated with the Heavenly Dao of this small world. It only gives us three days. If we do not return to the correct time, we will be kicked out of the small world, and the owner of this small world will not be able to achieve HE."

Spring Roll cried even more sadly. It was really afraid that it and its master would become the first system and host to be expelled from the small world in the history of the main temple.

Seeing his little fool's tears flowing like a faucet that couldn't be tightened, Nan Xiang used his spiritual thoughts to create two water cups and placed them on both sides to catch the water, and continued to use his spiritual thoughts to comfort it: "Okay. La, I know it well."

After hearing his master's assurance, Chun Juan immediately turned off the faucet and smiled stupidly.

This little silly system, wait until the right time, go to the system mall and buy a bunch of electronic products and snacks for it, and let it play by itself... Otherwise, it will really affect her performance.

Nan Xiang looked at the two water glasses that were not full and took them back silently.

After enjoying the spring rolls, I suddenly felt a little cold. When I heard the movement outside, I immediately retreated with interest.

Luo Lingchen brought breakfast and looked at his little girl seriously and tenderly.

For some reason, he always felt flustered, as if some treasure was about to be lost.

This feeling made him feel like he was back three years ago.

This time, he will never let go.

After finishing breakfast, Luo Lingchen felt even more panicked when he saw his little girl hesitated to speak. However, his face was as gentle as ever, but he could no longer hide the paranoia and madness in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Be good."

"I want to leave."

The gentle and doting smile on Luo Lingchen's face did not change. He walked up to Nan Xiang, put his hands around her waist, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Good boy, stay with me." You can't go anywhere.

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Lingchen watched his little girl glare at him angrily and fell asleep.

Luo Lingchen looked at the sleeping little girl and smiled. The paranoia and madness in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. He kissed the little girl's forehead lovingly and dotingly, and then a princess took his little girl in his arms and carried her away. Walk in the direction of the bedroom.

No one noticed that the little girl who had fallen into a deep coma opened her eyes and showed a proud and perverted smile.

After laughing, the little girl closed her eyes and snuggled into the man's arms obediently.

……

One day and one night passed.

The little girl looked at the enlarged handsome face in front of her and slapped him away.

The crisp sound of the chains became clearer and clearer in this ambiguous and quiet room.

Nan Xiang became even more angry when he saw that he had put on a new and exquisite red dress, and his hands and feet were tied with slender golden chains.

The red and gold colors show off the little girl's figure vividly. The ambiguous traces on the little girl's fair skin and her wide eyes make the man's deep peach blossom eyes even more lustful.

He suppressed the evil fire in his heart that had finally been removed, and the smile in his eyes became more gentle and doting: "My dear, are you awake?"

The little girl stood up with a groan and stretched out her hand: "Here, come and serve your little ancestor."

Luo Lingchen held the little girl's hand in a very polite manner and gently kissed the back of her hand: "As you command, my little ancestor."

After washing up and having a meal, the man hugged his little girl tightly and never let go. His voice was as gentle as ever but with a hint of brokenness:

"Will you leave me?"

Nan Xiang shook his head and chuckled: "No."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Luo Lingchen laughed softly, his laughter was like a jade pendant ringing in the ring, very pleasant to the ear.

"Okay. I believe it. Ah Chen believes everything Nan Xiang says."

Seeing the man's unwavering belief in her, Nan Xiang was very moved. She asked, "Achen, have you finished all your matters?"

Luo Lingchen understood: "Don't worry, dear, it's settled now."

Nan Xiang smiled, her voice sweet, mixed with a bit of madness, "How about you leave with me, Ah Chen?" She hugged the man, and a delicate dagger soon appeared in one hand.

The man looked at the dagger without any surprise, and still smiled gently. He held the little girl's hand, slowly inserted the dagger close to his heart, and whispered: "Okay."

The two of them depended on each other tightly, their white hair and black hair intertwined, regardless of you and me, the blood plum blossoms formed a following of bone-gnawing lovesickness.