The system jumped to me

Qingshui Town

Today is the day for the three of us as a family to sleep together.

Yingliu carefully placed the curled-up little Hydra on the pillow and gently gave it a goodnight kiss on the neck.

When she turned her head, she was faced with a piece of delicate skin. Yingliu kissed it without hesitation, and then coaxed Xiangliu's neck back.

The two of them hugged each other, snuggled in the quilt, put up a soundproofing barrier for the little snake, and began to chat.

"Madam has been gone for nearly half a month this time."

Xiang Liu: I've been away from home for so long, without receiving any orders or visiting cards.

"It's Xiaoyao."

Yingliu: I went to see my friends. I don’t have another boyfriend.

"Is the lady not injured?"

Xiang Liu became even more nervous when he heard this. This Princess Hao Ling has suffered many disasters over the years. Don't let her bring trouble to my wife! There are already many enemies in the family.

Ying Liu raised her hand and pressed down the hand that was touching her waist, signaling the other person with her eyes.

"Xiao Yao was seriously injured this time. She was hard to defend against the assassination move. This time it was aimed at the soul. Fortunately, she always carried the Bodhi leaf given by the little snake with her to protect the most important spiritual consciousness.

I arrived in time and used the condensed bodhi juice to gather the broken pieces of her consciousness, but even so, there is still a gap in her soul, and I think she will suffer from illness in the future."

Yingliu's mood began to become depressed, and her voice became softer and softer. Xiangliu silently hugged his wife and comforted her without words.

"Soul damage is generally irreversible and requires extremely precious special spiritual objects to be possible. Complete healing is even more impossible."

This is why Yingliu was so angry when she found out that Xiangliu was going to split his soul.

After Yingliu's timely repair, the crack in Xiaoyao's soul was very small and difficult to detect, and there might be sequelae. What's more, Xiangliu directly cut a big crack in his own soul and kept it secret, missing the best time for repair.

Only because he is a nine-headed demon, born with nine senses and able to endure, he is not crazy.

Yingliu used all the Bodhi juice and spiritual power refined with the Bodhi tree heart that she had accumulated over the years on Xiangliu. She managed to fill the gap, and after a hundred years of slowly nurturing with the juice, she would be able to recover.

However, the spiritual power refined by the Bodhi tree heart is limited, and Guang Xiangliu is struggling to use it himself, so he can't take care of Xiaoyao for the time being.

There is a difference between close and distant relatives, and Yingliu is ruthless in this matter.

"Thank you, Madam. Xiang Liu is deeply grateful. I only regret that I have nothing but my beauty. I am willing to give myself to you."

As they were talking flirtatiously, the two suddenly changed places.

I don’t know when the hot spring was dug. Ying Liu was a little dazed as she looked at the rising mist. Her hair gradually became moist and took on a sweet fragrance.

The area around the small hot spring pit is full of Tianwuyun, a small wild flower that loves water and heat and has a sweet and long-lasting scent.

The warm spring water was everywhere, soaking the thin pajamas of the two people. The innocent clothes that were close to their skin outlined the moving curves, which attracted people to study further.

The sticky, wet and hot red lips fell on the red lips, on the back of the neck, on the shoulders, on the clouds, on the waist...

Falling into red lips

There is no need for flirtatious words; a lover's light touch is enough to arouse the emotions.

Endless waves rippled, and the small flowers on the shore swayed gracefully.

The clouds have cleared and the rain has stopped

After the rain, the pond is full

Yingliu tried hard to open her eyes and praised

“I like this surprise.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head and fell asleep. Xiangliu held his wife's little head, raised the corners of his mouth, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

“I like it too.”