[Transmigration Book] The male protagonist never comes

Chen Shen carefully pushed open the door of Juqi Courtyard, the silence inside was so reassuring, the junior disciples who came to clean up tidied up and left early, at this time there was only Ning Shao in the huge small courtyard.

Walking through the winding eaves of the corridor, Chen Shen sneaked into the bedroom like a thief. He felt relieved when he saw the gold-painted brocade quilt that had not been folded, and rolled out of a messy sleeping nest on the bed before changing into the clothes placed by the bed. robe.

After thinking about it, I threw the old clothes I changed into the storage bag, sat on the edge of the bed with disheveled hair, and waited for Ning Shao to arrive. By the way, I thought about how cool and tyrannical the lie of volleying enlightenment was!

Not long after, the door was gently pushed open, and a girl in a plain robe came out of the broken golden sunlight. She was [-] years old, with red lips and white teeth, but her expression was languid, her usually clever eyes were bloodshot, and her big almond eyes were red and swollen. Like a swollen walnut, the shadow under the eyelids is covered by pink powder, but there is still a hint of blue and dark.

Chen Shen originally pretended to stand up and walked out, but was shocked by Ning Shao's appearance.

"What happened?"

Ning Shao raised her head and gave Chen Shen a lazy look, put down the bamboo basin in her hand, and replied perfunctorily, "I slept late last night."

Taking the handed towel, he wiped his face in the bamboo basin. Seeing that Ning Shao was still a listless eggplant, Chen Shen hesitated and said, "Have you read those scripts again?"

Ning Shao squinted her sleepy eyes and nodded: "Last night there was a commotion in Fengtuo Courtyard, the head of the school gave orders to stop the morning exercises today, so I read the story book and rested late."

She took the wet towel and gave Chen Shen a strange look: "Speaking of last night, the master rested very heavily, and such a big movement didn't startle me."

Chen Shen hesitated and said: "The five senses have been sealed in meditation, and they have never been perceived."

Ning Shao yawned indifferently, mumbled something about catching up on sleep, and walked out with a basin in her hand in a daze.

In the afternoon, Chen Shen was resting on the couch under the window of Xiaoxuan, feeling drowsy as if he was being watched by a wild beast, and ran wildly in the boundless wilderness, but he couldn't shake off the terrifying and aggressive gaze.

In the end, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and woke up suddenly, facing a pair of upturned phoenix eyes.

Those eyes were like a well under the moon, so black, clear and transparent, the beautiful phoenix eyes were bent into two rounds of warm moon with red borders, and the smiling eyes felt so comfortable in my heart.

It was probably the hallucination of being overly frightened yesterday, such gazes were obviously so gentle and respectful.

Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from the slant, fiddling with the hair above what he couldn't see, Chen Shen waited dazedly until the hands were retracted, and the eyes of the crescent moon were also separated from him, and the dull brain restarted successfully.

He sat up, and his long black hair slid down to his chest like flowing water. When he saw the sandalwood comb in Liu Shu's hand, he realized that it was just for him to comb his hair.

He also took a nap with his hair loose the day before yesterday, but the cool wind wove it into knots. The painful lesson, the tangled aftertaste still lingers, especially under the dogma of his parents, his body, hair, and skin are still tied into thousands of knots. Move the scissors.

Ningshao forgot to tie his hair when he was sleepy, even a man would not bother to touch these troublesome strands that grew into a headache.

While he was in trouble, Liu Shu said obediently: "If senior brother is trustworthy, he will entrust it to me. It just so happens that it will not hinder senior brother from preaching for me."

Chen Shen readily agreed, sat upright in front of the couch and let Liu Shu's slender and dexterous hands play with his hair.

The long hair falling into the hands of the willow tree seems to be contaminated with aura, just like the braided rope in childhood, changing shape like water at will.

Chen Shen was fascinated by the sight in the bronze mirror, and it took a while before he opened his mouth. He narrated the draft full of ideas eloquently. Seeing that Liushu listened carefully, he even picked up a few profound Zen words.

Liu Shu nodded in agreement, and the strength of his hands holding the satin hair kept tightening.

When he came just now, he saw the picture scroll on the couch, which was more beautiful than lying on it, with black hair scattered like a black snake coiling gracefully, and the lines of snake's tail seemed to be swaying on his indistinguishable cheeks.

Taboo, the snake's tail.

There was a cool wind sneaking in from the window and playing with the hanging black hair, cautiously like a poet stealing fragrance, at that moment there was a kind of crazy jealousy, wishing to tear up and strangle that bad wind.

That is his treasure, and no one is allowed to covet it in the slightest!

Taking advantage of Chen Shen's inattention, he pulled the black hair in his hands high up into a woman's bun flying obliquely, adding a bit of sharpness to the four leaves of silver and blue on the white jade face that looked like spring dawn, and it was shocking at first glance.

Immediately, it was loosely tied at the top of the hair, and fixed with a black-painted and elegant wooden hairpin. The young man's handsome profile cut out a masculine atmosphere, and he nodded in satisfaction.

Although the red outfit is stunning, but the men's clothing can make him want to conquer even more.

He wants to make him fall in love with him, and wants to fall in love with the same desperate madness!

A well-behaved junior brother is more likable, then he will do things according to his heart everywhere. His original image is not far from this, and a slight change will not attract attention.

Liushu didn't stop after finishing the bundle, but carefully rubbed the acupuncture points on the top of the hair.

Chen Shen was served comfortably, quietly listening to Liushu tell some interesting stories between his seniors and brothers, and slowly fell into a dream again.

Liu Shu let go of his hand, and sat on the couch looking at the person sleeping on one side, thinking of one idea after another to increase intimacy.

This sleep was at the time of lighting the lamp, he didn't even notice when Liushu left, and he took a rest early after eating.

Recently, Xiao *si also found herself very close to Liu Shu, who used to be brothers and sisters, but with a three-point polite alienation, never so close, like Boya Ziqi's bosom friend, everyone in the family The wind picked up Jiao Buli Meng's joke.

Chen Shen said that he never asked for a hookup or support, but Liu Shu inadvertently saw his self-drinking and drinking when he was playing chess.

After a few more rounds, it turned out to be a game of rivalry, with half the winners and losers. If it weren't for the fact that no one's IQ can make such subtle moves, he probably suspected that Liushu won every time by pinching the numbers.

Since then, we often make appointments to knock on chess pieces to enjoy lanterns, but we also get a glimpse of some common interests.

Moreover, Liu Shu is really cute among his juniors, every time he is pleasing to his heart, his contacts gradually become too close.

Chen Shen was a man full of friends in modern times, but now it is so cold that the top of the mountain is so cold that the snow on the top of the mountain cannot be touched. After finally finding a buddy who can hook his shoulders, he naturally does not want to let him go easily.

What's more, every time Liushu brings new and interesting stories, his considerate and tacit speech and behavior also adds a bit of fun to his hopeless little days waiting for the protagonist. .

When the first snow cleared in Cangwu, Chen Shen who held the scroll was told that people from the five major sects of cultivation would visit Cangwu, and as a descendant of Xia Qiyuan, he had to accompany the master to entertain guests.

Chen Shen looked at the upright man in the chief seat, half-kneeled and said, "I pay homage to the master!"

Before he knelt down, he was gently lifted up by a restrained zhenqi. The man looked at his overly beautiful appearance, and his serious face seemed to soften the lines for a moment. The purple robe lightly waved: "Get up, these are your father's. Old friend."

The demeanor of Cang Wu's sect not only reflects Chen Shen's status in the sect, but also shows off his skills quietly, showing his further strength.

After all, although the five major sects of self-cultivation are friendly on the surface, in fact, the struggle for status and interests behind the scenes is also the intersection of swords and halberds painted with ink.

Although they are old friends, but after all, they can have some kind of friendship with the real Qi Yuan who was ranked in the top 3 geniuses in the past. Now that he is successful and famous, he is all the powerful bosses of all major factions.

Although Yali Shanda was scrutinized by many titanium alloy eyes, but he had done his homework beforehand and knew the identities of the people present, so Chen Shen was able to deal with it with ease.

After calling on these important people one by one, Chen Shen stood still in the middle of the room, listening to their greetings with lowered eyebrows.

The first person to speak was Taoist Shiji who asked Yu Pavilion. He was the highest and the oldest among them, and his white beard hanging down to his chest was shaking slightly.

"Good boy, it's really good to condense the golden core like this. Qi Yuan was also so talented back then... God is jealous of talents!"

His admiring voice was tainted with an indescribable sigh, Chen Shen couldn't help but look at him, those dark eyes looked at him lovingly, Taoist Yaji had tried his best to restrain his momentum, but he was still held by the Mahayana stage The coercion forced him to take a few steps back and had to lower his head.

This is the gap in strength, tyrannically cutting open the world between humans and gods, making people realize that God's mansion is high above, he suddenly thought of the Wukong sugar man who had hidden his immature dreams when he was a child, and thought of wearing his mother's long red scarf and holding a roll Standing in the sunshine in the yard, the cosplayer Sun Walker, Chen Shen, who consciously looked divine and heroic, actually looked silly.

He thought maybe this was an opportunity, maybe he could touch God here, even if he had to search for it for a long time.

Chen Shen has his own emotions for the first time since time travel, just like when the 18-year-old himself resolutely packed up his bags and went to Beijing to study music, the volcano that was deep in his heart burst out suddenly under the pressure of enthusiasm, and the flames melted. The pulp instantly flowed into the heart and then pressed back into the whole body, the sudden strong sense of suffocation made the fireworks bursting in the mind ignite the red blood in the blood vessels.

Although he was so embarrassing in Tianqiao, Beijing that only his underpants were left, he was still packed properly by his father and carried home, but the feeling of excitement will never be forgotten.

The bottom of his heart burned, as if there was a thorny tease, he knew that it was only the pain caused by the hypocritical and tooth-piercing youth.

He sighed in his heart. It turned out that the edges and corners of his rough stone were polished according to the most suitable hotbed mold. He came to this world and just passed by. Picking it up again is a kind of rebirth.

When Chen Shen was still in the mood of dung and hair plastering the walls, Taoist Daojing of Shekong Pavilion suddenly grabbed his cheeks, and pulled his fingertips to both sides like pinching a rubber ball.