Marrying The Villain

In late spring, the long-prepared torrential rain came like a violent wave.

After several thunderstorms, the sky and the earth were devoured, and everything was blurred and misty in an instant.

I don't know how long it took, the rain gradually subsided, leaving only a little damp aftertaste, dripping from the roof gully.

The secret room was very quiet, only the intertwined breathing of each other could be heard.

The lamps and shadows on the wall were lingering, Yu Lingxi's cheeks were dyed with rouge, her chapped lips were rosy and watery, and even her eyelashes were wet in clusters.

The second poisoning was too uncomfortable, she seemed to die and come back to life again, her whole body was so dull that her bones were softened, her arms were weakly wrapped around Ning Yin's neck, and she sat in his arms to calm down the disorder breath.

Ning Yin still covered her eyes with an apricot-colored streamer, but the position of the streamer was obviously not as straight as before, hanging crookedly over her eyes.

He raised his slender and powerful knuckles, and slowly passed through Yu Lingxi's loose hair, as if to comfort, but also as if he was just playing casually.

"All right?"

Ning Yin lowered his head and followed her direction, with the crimson red still stained on his lips, which added a bit of color to his too cold face.

Yu Lingxi nodded, sat up supporting his chest, and silently adjusted the crumpled skirt.

She still had some unsteady breathing, and feathers scraped past her ears and the side of her neck, showing her restlessness at the moment.

Ning Yin leaned casually on the couch, her slender knuckles tapped on the edge of the couch one by one, and the corners of her lips curled into an invisible arc.

After using it, you won't deny your account, right?

But he did his job very well.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly felt his eyes loosen, and then glaring light flooded into his field of vision.

Ning Yin subconsciously squinted her eyes slightly, and saw the girl with slightly wet temples biting the crumpled streamer, looking at him with shining eyes.

Her face was still flushed, like a flower that had just bloomed, but her eyes had regained a little clarity, and she just pursed her lips and looked at him for a long time.

Is this Ning Yin?

Yu Lingxi was absent-minded for a moment: she couldn't even imagine what happened just now in her previous life.

"Miss can't, you want to commit suicide and apologize again?" Ning Yin raised her finger to hook away the streamer she was nibbling between her teeth, her voice was still slightly hoarse.

"No." Yu Lingxi shook her head as her thoughts returned.

When her breathing was not so short and hot, she moved her eyes away from Ning Yin's red lips.

After a pause, he added: "It has already happened, and death can't change anything."

Ning Yin twirled the streamer, with a half-smile: "Miss hasn't lost anything, so it doesn't have to be so heavy."

Yu Lingxi didn't say a word, she just lowered her wet eyelashes, and without a word, she closed his clothes and smoothed his wrinkled lower garment.

The lower garment was wrinkled and a little wet, showing a small piece of dark color.

"Wei Qi is not a tool."

Yu Lingxi's voice was short and soft, her eyes fell on Ning Yin's waist, she paused for a moment, then slowly moved up, looking at Ning Yin's dim eyes, "Items don't move."

Ning Yin paused insignificantly when she was playing with her hair.

really interesting.

It was obviously her who was in a mess, but her first reaction was neither to escape nor disgust, but to stretch out her hands to arrange his clothes.

Calm and familiar, as if I have done it countless times for someone.

The smile on the corner of Ning Yin's mouth faded a little, and she passed her fingertips through her hair and said: "I was negligent, I will pay more attention next time."

And... next time?

Before Yu Lingxi could react, Ning Yin twitched her wet hem, and asked coolly, "But I'm curious, which wild man has the young lady ordered?"

Her amusing and joyful moves are all aimed at his weakness, as if she knows the man well.

Thinking of this, Ning Yin's sense of comfort disappeared, and she even wanted to kill someone.

Yu Lingxi didn't dare to say that that wild man is yourself.

I have been with Ning Yin for two years in my previous life, and he is also a moody master who has many ways to trouble people. If Yu Lingxi didn't learn some tricks to have fun while suffering, she would have been suffocated to death.

Of course, Yu Lingxi must not tell the truth like this.

Ning Yin is too smart, she can follow the clues by catching a little flaw, and she will not be able to tell a lie when the time comes.

She simply changed the subject, looked around, and asked, "Where is this?"

Before, he was in a daze and didn't have time to pay attention to his surroundings. Now that I looked carefully, I realized that it was an airtight dark room.

"The secret room." Ning Yin replied.

Of course Yu Lingxi knew that this was a secret room.

She still wanted to ask more questions, but Ning Yin said with a light smile: "You will die after hearing the answer, do you still want to ask, miss?"

Yu Lingxi knew that he would not reveal anything more, so she kept silent.

"Miss hasn't answered my question just now."

Ning Yin changed the subject again, with a cold and sour tone that he hadn't even noticed.

Seeing that she couldn't escape, Yu Lingxi held her dizzy head and could only prevaricate: "It's all due to the effect of the medicine. I don't remember what I did."

"do not remember?"

Ning Yin repeated it, and asked, "Do you want me to review for Miss?"

"No, must!"

This topic was endless, so Yu Lingxi got up and said, "I came out too late, it's time to go back..."

But his legs were still weak, and as soon as he straightened up, he fell back to Ning Yin's lap without strength, and subconsciously grabbed his shoulders to stabilize his figure.

The place where they fell was tight, it was painful and numb, both of them let out a muffled groan.

"What's the hurry, Miss?"

Holding her slender waist with one hand, Ning Yin raised her eyebrows slightly, and her voice became hoarse a few degrees.

Yu Lingxi hurriedly pushed him away as if she was being burned.

Unprepared, Ning Yin was pushed back by her, bent her elbows on the couch, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed softly.

The young man's wanton smile made his brows and eyes startled, like a seductive demon in the dark night.

Yu Lingxi didn't know what was so funny about this embarrassing situation. What about "neither listen nor see nor speak"?

"Little lunatic, don't laugh!" She was slightly annoyed, but she didn't have the energy to cover his mouth.

Both of them calmed down a bit, and they left the secret passage.

There should be another exit from this secret room, but Ning Yin never revealed where it leads, and only led her back.

The secret passage was narrow and dark, and the torch in Ning Yin's hand was barely enough to illuminate a square inch of land.

Yu Lingxi exhausted too much physical strength, her legs were very weak, and she staggered while leaning on the wall, unlike Ning Yin who walked on flat ground at all.

There are so many secrets buried in this long secret passage, Yu Lingxi wanted to ask, but after thinking about it, she chose to remain silent.

People like Ning Yin are vigilant and fierce by nature, and they have a kind of inviolable stubbornness about their own domain. It was a great compromise for him to bring Yu Lingxi in for relief.

If you try again, it's time to step on his bottom line.

"What is Miss thinking?"

In this tortured silence, Ning Yin's clear and cold voice came from the front, saying a startling sentence, "Are you thinking about **** me, or are you thinking about this secret path?"

Yu Lingxi's fingertips trembled, and she looked up hesitantly.

"Miss should have killed me."

One side of Ning Yin's face was out of the darkness, but the half of her face facing the light was extremely handsome and mellow. She persistently laughed and said, "I know Miss's secret, and she should be damned for tarnishing Miss's reputation."

"There is no such thing as Qingyu since I disturbed Huang Donggong's marriage."

Yu Lingxi bit her lip and said with difficulty, "Shut up."

Ning Yin laughed, as if she was barely satisfied with the answer.

But when he really stopped talking, Yu Lingxi felt panicked again.

The secret path was too long and too quiet. Before the Huoyin passed by, the darkness immediately enveloped it from all directions, as if a giant black beast opened its mouth to swallow it.

Yu Lingxi doesn't like the claustrophobic darkness.

After her death in the previous life, Ning Yin locked her body in the ice coffin of a small room, and her soul wandered without a trace. That trembling fear, she will never forget in her life.

While staggering, Ning Yin in front of her stopped.

When she stumbled against the wall and caught up, he put the fire starter on the ground, and said calmly: "I'll take Miss out."

Yu Lingxi was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "No need."

She has not fully recovered at this time, and she might not be able to get out even more while being held by him.

Ning Yin glanced at her, raised her hand for a while and said, "Give me your hand."

His palms were slender and strong, with well-proportioned joints, and he was born with hands capable of controlling everything.

But now, Yu Lingxi is a little concerned about this hand, after all, just now...

Seeing that she refused to move, Ning Yin gave a very soft "tsk", took out the apricot white ribbon and wrapped it around her palm twice, and held the other end in his own hand.

That is…

Yu Lingxi's eyes turned hot. It was her streamer. A quarter of an hour ago, this streamer was still covering Ning Yin's eyes, allowing her to roll over her hot lips.

"Holding."

Ning Yin held on to the fire lead with one hand and the ribbon with the other to lead her forward. Although she still looked cold and unsympathetic, her steps slowed down significantly.

Yu Lingxi looked at his tall back. After the climax, there was endless emptiness.

Not to mention regret, but somewhat melancholy.

She thought that she would have a different start from Ning Yin when she relived her life. It doesn't matter whether they cooperate with each other or forget each other, but they should not follow the footsteps of the previous life and mix together in a muddle.

Today, on the Buddha's Day, she wanted to show Ning Yin the lights and goodwill in the world, but in the end, she messed it up.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, light loomed, dispelling her worries.

Pushing open the door of the meditation room, the plantains washed by the heavy rain are shining green.

Yu Lingxi let go of her hand holding the streamer and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

Ning Yin folded the streamer naturally, held it in her palm, looked down at her delicate cheek and said, "Have you figured out how to explain it?"

"Yeah." Yu Lingxi took a deep breath of the damp and cool air and regained her composure, "Let's go."

There is a paper umbrella at the door of the meditation room, and I don't know who put it there.

Yu Lingxi vaguely remembered that there was no umbrella here when she came.

Ning Yin recognized the umbrella, picked it up and opened it, and waited in front of the steps.

The rain was cloudy, and Ning Yin's figure holding the umbrella was exceptionally tall and handsome, pointing to his own umbrella.

Yu Lingxi walked under the umbrella eaves calmly, and Ning Yin held up her hand and tilted the umbrella eaves slightly towards her.

the other side.

Xue Cen found the bamboo path in front of the meditation room and saw Yu Lingxi's figure from a distance, couldn't help but feel happy, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Just as she was about to greet her, she saw a boy holding an umbrella standing beside her.

The young man was handsome and cold, like an unsheathed sword, Xue Cen couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

"My lord, isn't that the boy who was once trapped on the cliff with Miss Yu?"

Xue Cen's servant stood on tiptoe, dissatisfied, "How dare General Yu keep him in the mansion with such a stain? He is still so close to Miss Yu."

"Speak carefully." Xue Cen looked at his servant.

The little servant was wronged: "I'm also fighting for the young master's injustice. Miss Yu Er clearly doesn't take you seriously, and you still protect her like this..."

"Shut up." Xue Cen's tone was rare, "You are not allowed to say these words to another person."

He glanced up the bamboo path again, but didn't ask where Yu Lingxi had been during the half hour since he disappeared.

As long as she is safe and sound, that is enough.

Xue Cen turned and left without opening his umbrella.

In the bamboo path, Ning Yin stopped and looked in the direction Xue Cen left.

Yu Lingxi followed suit and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ning Yin withdrew his gaze from under the moon gate of the temple wall, and said coldly, "It's nothing, you bastard."

Meeting Hu Tao, Hu Tao was really anxious, and kept asking where Yu Lingxi had just been.

"It's really just that I don't feel well, so I went to the meditation room to take a rest for a while."

At the gate of the temple, Yu Lingxi covered her slightly hot cheeks and explained three times in a low voice before Hu Tao reluctantly gave up.

"Hey, Wei Qi."

Hu Tao helped Yu Lingxi get into the car, and caught a glimpse of a white spot on Ning Yin's sleeve, but didn't see whether it was a bandage or something, and asked curiously, "Are you injured?"

Yu Lingxi followed Hu Tao's line of sight, her breath stopped suddenly, and the heat that had just been suppressed surged up again.

Ning Yin actually wrapped her apricot-white ribbon around her wrist, wound it a few times like a bandage, and tied it in an elegant knot.

"This one."

Ning Yin looked at Yu Lingxi with a smile, hooked the end of the streamer with her little finger, and kneaded it slowly.

Seeing her staring at her almond eyes as she wished, he hid the slender whiteness in his sleeve, and said with his hands behind his back, "It's my souvenir."

Hu Tao muttered and lowered the car curtain: "What a weird person, I don't ask for a lottery when I come to Jinyun Temple, I ask for this instead."

Yu Lingxi straightened her hair in silence, not daring to let Hu Tao notice that her ribbon was missing.

Sure enough, this little lunatic shouldn't be provoked.