"Senior brother~~" Shui Miaomiao looked at Xianyan Immortal and blinked pitifully.
"It's useless. The medicines are not prescribed blindly. They are just right for the situation. The supplements are also good. Taking them only has benefits and no harm."
"It's harmful to gain weight." Shui Miaomiao muttered.
"Oh, when you were held by my uncle, you were such a small ball. If you didn't move, I would have thought you were holding a porcelain doll. I hope you can quickly add a few pounds of meat."
"That just means I have a small frame."
"Okay, I'm leaving first. This banquet is not over yet, and it doesn't matter if all the hosts are gone."
"Oh, I don't need to show up later."
"What do you think?"
"That's not bad." Shui Miaomiao smiled, stood up and asked, "Master, where did he go?"
"I don't know, but I think I'll have to persuade you after you take the medicine."
"I can go now."
Immortal Master Xianyan waved his hand again, and Shui Miaomiao was forced to lie back on the bed and cover himself with a quilt, "It's better to drink the medicine first. Even if you haven't been kicked, you've been howling for so long, and it hurts your mind."
Seeing the back of Immortal Xianyan turning away ruthlessly, Shui Miaomiao, unable to move, was so angry on the bed that she could only grind her teeth.
After persuading Leng Ningchi to return to the banquet, Shui Miaomiao wandered around aimlessly. Shui Miaomiao didn't know where Wen Renxian had gone.
Walking around, I suddenly realized that the Ying Mansion was really big and terrifying.
The excitement at the banquet was not heard at all. Shui Miaomiao knew it was probably due to the formation, but she just felt uncomfortable.
The city curtain blocks the wind and frost outside, and the sun is dazzlingly bright, but outside the banquet location, Yaocheng is still Yaocheng, Yingfu is still Yingfu, silent and cold.
Looking into the distance, the trees over there were trembling.
Shui Miaomiao put back her wandering thoughts and walked away.
The hidden immortal was placed on a stone aside.
Wen Renxian clings to an unknown sword and dances with it in the forest, as if he is committing suicide.
The speed is getting faster and faster, and the movements are getting more and more fierce.
The fallen leaves were so powerful that they tore through Wen Renxian's clothes.
Shui Miaomiao quietly watched the masochistic sword practice from the side. With a slight cry, the sword blade in Wen Renxian's hand shattered into pieces and flew all over the sky.
His eyes fell on the Hidden Immortal Sword on the stone beside him, and he finally understood why Wen Renxian didn't use it.
As the sword blade dispersed, leaving no hilt, Wen Renxian fell to the ground, covering his eyes with the back of his hand and breathing heavily.
Shui Miaomiao walked lightly to Wen Renxian's side and slowly knelt down.
No matter how gentle his movements were, Wen Renxian knew that he wanted to get up but had no strength.
All his strength had been vented just now, otherwise, he didn't know what he would do.
Shui Miaomiao gently pressed Wen Renxian's arm with both hands, just lying down like this and taking a rest.
The slap that Wenren Hongye gave him before was not light. At that time, bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of Wenrenxian's mouth, and his face is still red now.
Shui Miaomiao felt it was very annoying.
We didn't spend much time together with Wen Renxian, but every time I saw him, he looked like Gui Ruzhang, handsome, majestic, and a little bit out of this world.
Is this considered embarrassing? For Wen Renxian, that should be enough. Would he want others to see it? Isn't it a bit reckless to come here by yourself?
Shui Miaomiao was a little uneasy and subconsciously squeezed the hand on Wen Renxian's arm.
Wen Renxian noticed it and raised the corner of his mouth, saying that there was no need to be nervous.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, he pursed his lips again, and his voice sounded a little like uncontrollable crying. Fortunately, he blocked his eyes at first.
Wen Renxian could feel the moisture in his eyes.
Are you crying?
Why, this is not the first time that he has been scolded by his father. A slap in the face is the lightest.
It had been like this since he was a child, with no one to protect him. Sometimes he even wished that was the case, because only when his father was furious, he could see his mother who stayed behind closed doors.
However, her expression was still cold, and she could not tell that she was worried or sad. It seemed that she just came out to see if her son had been beaten to death.
Wen Renxian thought that this must be the way his mother cared about him, and did not feel any dissatisfaction.
But still no one protects him.
Does Xian Yanxianzun take extra care of him after his father punished him?
Wen Renxian didn't know.
He had never felt anything like Shui Miaomiao's whole-heartedness, which was aimed at protecting himself. The strong and clear feelings made him not know how to react.
Suddenly he felt aggrieved. He had long given up his extravagant hopes. He felt that he was already strong enough to bear all this alone.
But I didn't expect that being protected by someone would feel like this, feeling confused and confused.
No one told him that this feeling turned out to be addictive.
But Wen Renxian refused to admit that he would not be addicted because he wanted to protect Shui Miaomiao and would never appear again. Shui Miaomiao cried and begged others to do it for him.
Feeling a little itchy on her face, Shui Miaomiao took back one hand and muttered, "Are there mosquitoes or flies here?"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Renxian suddenly sat up from the ground and pulled Shui Miaomiao into his arms.
Hitting Wen Renxian's chest, Shui Miaomiao was still stunned. She was surrounded by heat and felt uncomfortable. Just when she was about to struggle, Wen Renxian put her arms around Shui Miaomiao and held her in her arms.
"Sorry, I forgot." Wen Renxian shook up the flying debris in the sky, and Shui Miaomiao was injured again just after making the oath.
What can't be seen in the sky, but are actually flying, are all fragments of the sword blade. They are scattered and small, but if they fall on a person's body, they are just a small cut, and if they fall in the eyes, it will be even more serious.
"Teacher, Master?" Shui Miaomiao gently poked Wen Renxian's waist with her little hand. Wen Renxian hugged her tightly, and there was really not much room for movement.
After one poke, there was no movement. Wen Renxian dodged the second poke and let go of his hand. Shui Miaomiao looked at Wen Renxian's uncomfortable expression and said with a smile, "Master, you are so ticklish." ah!"
Wen Renxian didn't know that he was ticklish. After all, no one would poke his waist.
"I'm not ticklish." She just felt that the atmosphere was too solid. Shui Miaomiao adjusted it, smiled playfully, blinked, and unexpectedly poked Wen Renxian's waist again.
Watching Wen Renxian tremble, Shui Miaomiao's branches trembled with laughter.
"Don't make trouble." Wen Renxian grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hand and twisted it over his sleeve. As expected, there were a few streaks of blood on Shui Miaomiao's face.
Wen Renxian stepped forward, checked to see if any debris had been mixed in, and carefully wiped away the bloodshot particles.
She was really too close. Shui Miaomiao stared at her big eyes and held her breath. Although she shouted that she wanted to marry him, she had never been so close to a man. She could count the number of people who were so close. How many immortals have eyelashes?
By the way, Wen Renxian’s eyelashes are so long.
My face feels so hot.
wait
Wen Renxian watched Shui Miaomiao's face turn red, just like the red clouds in the sky, which set the whole sky on fire the moment it came out.
The next second, Wen Renxian was pushed away by Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao covered her face. When she felt hot, she knew her face must be red, but this was a physiological reaction and she couldn't control it.
