Raiding That Tsundere [Quick Transmigration]

Hua Zhirong hugged Wen Jingshu contentedly and rubbed it twice, Wen Jingshu pinched his face back, Hua Zhirong paused, looked at him for a while, even Wen Jingshu suspected that he had opened his eyes When he fell asleep, he lowered his head and kissed Wen Jingshu with lightning speed, probably because he was a little nervous, the kiss was tilted, and he kissed Wen Jingshu's right eyelid directly.

Wen Jingshu blinked, and when he looked at Hua Zhirong again, Hua Zhirong had closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, but the long eyelashes trembled slightly, betraying his true condition.

Wen Jingshu smiled silently, raised his head and kissed him on the forehead, Hua Zhirong trembled slightly, Wen Jingshu didn't seem to feel it, stuffed himself back into Hua Zhirong's arms, and said softly One sentence: "Good night." Hua Zhirong shook his arms, and then hugged him even tighter.

"Come in." Hua Zhirong hadn't slept like this for a long time, and Wen Jingshu was beside him again. He slept so deeply that he didn't open his eyes in a daze until the little maid knocked on the door three times. said, "Come in."

The little maid opened the door with the breakfast specially prepared for Wen Jingshu, and then paused. She was not surprised that the two of them shared the same bed. After all, after Hua Zhirong said she wanted a room yesterday, she and The little sisters discussed one big drama after another.

But never expected...they guessed up and down.

At this moment, the little fairy rubbed his eyes and lay in the arms of the male waiter who was said to be the little fairy, looking dazed, unusually cute and well-behaved. He rubbed the face of the little fairy master, and smiled at the little maid.

He was originally born well, but now he just woke up again, with a slight sense of laziness on his body, his eyes are gentle and tender, and together with the little fairy master, he formed a very eye-catching painting, and the little maid was stunned for a moment .

Although the truth of the facts did not match their guesses, the little maid actually felt that this was the correct way to open up the relationship between the two.

"Cough, just put it on that table, thank you for your hard work." Wen Jingshu put on a slightly embarrassed expression after being peeped into the secret, and then looked at Hua Zhirong who was gradually sobering in his arms , the little maid smiled knowingly: "Then I won't bother you." Then she turned her head and backed out, she wanted to go back and share this shocking secret with the little sisters.

Wen Jingshu saw the person leaving, Hua Zhirong was also sober, he seemed to hear someone coming in just now, but he didn't feel any danger, Wen Jingshu was by his side again, he felt too relieved, and finally let himself be confused.

Now that I am awake, I seem to have left.

Wen Jingshu pointed to the lunch box on the table: "Someone just delivered breakfast." As he spoke, he let go of his flowery face naturally, and slowly put on his clothes.

Seeing that he was about to wake up, Hua Zhirong felt a sense of disappointment in his heart, and immediately regained his energy. The alchemy meeting will be held tomorrow, and he can still sleep with Jing Shu all night. Hua Zhirong nodded in his heart, looking at the text. On Jing Shu's back, it suddenly occurred to him that the positions of the two of them just now were not quite right?

"Jing Shu?" Hua Zhirong called Wen Jingshu, Wen Jingshu turned his head and smiled at him when he heard the voice: "What's wrong?"

Hua Zhirong looked at his expression, and silently swallowed "Did you hug me just now?", probably because he remembered wrongly, Jing Shu is still such a small one, how could he hug me?

Hua Zhirong secretly took a few more glances at Wen Jingshu. He has been fed well recently. Jingshu's face is obviously a little more fleshy, and his figure is much stronger than before. He is no longer thin and small. up.

Xuantianzong was the master this time, and he still wanted to show the cultivation world their strength by leaps and bounds. Naturally, he would not neglect people in terms of food, especially those from Guiyimen.

Wen Jingshu looked at the food on the third floor and shook his head: "Waste."

"When you finish eating, we'll put away the rest." Hua Zhirong heard what he said, and said.

It was only then that Wen Jingshu remembered that time was static in the mustard space, and if these foods were placed in it, as long as the mustard space was not destroyed, it would be fine for tens of thousands of years.

It's just that he didn't expect that Hua Zhirong, who was born in a wealthy family and pampered with dignity, would say without hesitation that he would take away the leftovers. This was prepared by his sect rival. If ordinary people would think it was petty and shameful, Wen Jingshu said softly Said: "Good boy."

Hua Zhirong was getting dressed, and she didn't pay attention to him. She only knew that Wen Jingshu had said something just now, but she didn't know what she said, so she looked at Wen Jingshu suspiciously.

Wen Jingshu winked at him: "I'm praising you."

Hua Zhirong pretended not to care, turned half of her head, scratched her face with one hand, and casually said, "What are you bragging about?"

"Praise you for being good-looking and kind-hearted." Wen Jingshu said with a smile.

"Cough, that, that's for sure," Hua Zhirong tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth that seemed to be curled up to the corners of her eyes, "After all, she is your future Taoist companion."

Hua Zhirong said the last sentence in a very low voice, Wen Jingshu couldn't hear clearly: "Huh?"

"No, it's nothing." Hua Zhirong scratched his chin, and continued to get busy getting dressed. He didn't know how to wear those cumbersome clothes. He used to be at home, of course, there were servants to take care of them. He joined Qifeng as a family, Xie Yuntian said that he wanted to cultivate him to be more independent, and sent back all the servants his parents prepared for him. He thought it was troublesome, so he stopped wearing cumbersome clothes and chose simple ones instead. to wear.

Now when I get nervous, the ability to wear clothes that I have developed with great difficulty in the past few years has been returned, and no matter how I wear it, it will not be right.

The more he couldn't put it on, the more anxious he was, and the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't put it on. Just as he was struggling with the clothes, a pair of hands appeared in front of him. A pair of hands with long, slender fingers and well-defined joints. The scars on his face are very faded now, but he can still see the shockingness of when he was just injured back then.

These hands dexterously smoothed out the belt that he couldn't put on just now, Hua Zhirong just looked at these hands without blinking, and waited for Wen Jingshu to help him put on his clothes before he remained silent Grabbing his hand, he gently stroked the scar that was so shallow that he couldn't see it clearly: "When did you get it?"

Wen Jingshu was stunned for a moment, and recalled it carefully. This period of life was not what he experienced. He finally remembered something: "The one who cuts the wheat in the field harvested it."

Seeing Hua Zhirong's worry, Wen Jingshu squeezed his hand back: "It happened a long time ago, it's been fine for a long time."

Hua Zhirong pursed her lips and couldn't see the expression. After a while, she looked at Wen Jingshu fixedly. Wen Jingshu thought he was still concerned about what happened just now, so she heard him say: "Then why did you help me get dressed? so skilled?"

Wen Jingshu: ...