The action was definitely forgotten, but Shui Miaomiao's original intention was just to treat herself as a piece of cold jade and was afraid that Wen Renxian would burn it, and she was also afraid that she would die of coldness.
And if he didn't trust Wen Renxian, how could Shui Miaomiao lie down next to him.
But who would be willing to do nothing with such a docile attitude of letting the king pick it up? Wen Renxian closed his eyes and suddenly pushed Shui Miaomiao away. The Thousand Feather Crane cloak lying on the ground was caught in his hand at some point and covered Shui Miaomiao. Miaomiao's head.
"Huh?" Shui Miaomiao was confused about what happened. When she woke up, why was there white light in front of her eyes one second and then black again the next.
There was the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away from her ears, and she climbed up from the ground. It was the violent sound of the door being slammed shut. Shui Miaomiao shivered in shock and sneezed several times.
Pulling off the Thousand Feather Crane cloak, Shui Miaomiao shook her head and pushed aside the hair covering her eyes. She glanced at the empty room and her eyes fell on the still swinging door.
Sudden!
Wen Renxian, who had gone and returned, appeared at the door without warning, and walked toward Shui Miaomiao with a gust of wind.
"Ah!" Shui Miaomiao didn't know why she was screaming. It was her first reaction. She grabbed the Thousand Feather Crane cloak and covered her head again.
After just a short sleep, Wen Renxian became so different. Did she miss something?
Although her hair was slightly messy, her clothes were messy, her steps were a little light, and she didn't have the calm demeanor of the past, but she still had a graceful and suave attitude with an irresistible charm. Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat. One shot.
What flashed through my mind was Wen Renxian's flushed but serious expression. Is he still having a fever? Shui Miaomiao's missed heartbeat instantly turned into worry.
Just as he was about to pull off the Qianyu Crane cloak, Wen Renxian, who walked up to him, wrapped the crane cloak around his waist and directly picked up Shui Miaomiao.
"Hey!" Shui Miaomiao exhaled due to the sudden imbalance in the air. She couldn't see anything and was still head-heavy.
Is it really Wen Renxian who came in? Can you change the action? Are you in a hurry? It was really unsettling to be carried upside down like this, unable to hold anything with my hands.
Wen Renxian did it on purpose. He knew and understood that Shui Miaomiao's hands were not restless.
Shui Miaomiao was half-thrown and half-thrown onto the bed.
"My ass" she shouted in her heart. Something came over her, and Shui Miaomiao subconsciously held her breath and curled up.
However, it is the weight of a quilt added to the body.
The quilt behind him was pulled by Wen Renxian to cover Shui Miaomiao. He still remembered that Shui Miaomiao accidentally shouted coldly just now.
A spell was cast, and the temperature on the couch gradually increased.
Finally, Wen Renxian slightly pulled down the crane cloak and showed Shui Miaomiao a suppressed red face to prevent her from suffocating.
Then he turned around and left without hesitation. He came in a violent way and left in a hurry. Shui Miaomiao was so dizzy that she didn't even say a complete sentence.
He could only look at the back of Wen Renxian who almost tripped over the threshold, sweating silently.
Is this bed being used as a kang? It's burning a bit!
Wen Renxian walked in a hurry without looking at the road ahead. He was running wildly. Now all he could think about was Shui Miaomiao's last head sticking out of the crane's cloak. What made him depressed was the crimson cheeks and the rosy lips with misty eyes. , just like the flowers in bud under the dew in the morning sun, so delicate and beautiful.
It's just that when she looked at him, she was innocent, ignorant, and concerned, and what was he thinking about.
As we drove fast, we unknowingly stepped onto the boundary of yesterday's fire. Looking around, we saw devastation everywhere, and what flashed in our mind was Shui Miaomiao's struggle to put out the fire.
Wenrenxian was still somewhat conscious when the fire first started, but it was only when the temperature got higher and higher that his consciousness was burned out.
That tough and unyielding figure gradually became graceful in my mind.
The anger in Wen Renxian's heart became more and more rampant and it was difficult to suppress it. He used magic to find the location of the lake in the mountain and sank himself into it...
"When will master come back?" Shui Miaomiao was lying on the bed, bored and teasing Yun Waixin who was parked on the bedside table.
Although Wenrenxian walked as fast as the wind
Rainy even forgot to lock the door, but he had time to cast a spell on the bed. Shui Miaomiao could not leave the bed.
The bed was warm. Shui Miaomiao first took a nap and then woke up from the heat. Otherwise, how could she lie down with her arms and legs spread out? She kicked away all the quilts and crane cloaks, and put her legs up against the wall to dissipate heat quickly.
If these spells were not so effective before, Shui Miaomiao should be cold or continue to be cold, but Wen Renxian's spiritual power now has a burning sensation, which is a normal double effect.
"Master, Master, Master." Shui Miaomiao was wailing when she suddenly heard a "bang!"
Shui Miaomiao still lay facelessly on the bed, but stretched her neck and looked at the door.
Wen Renxian was in a panic. His feet that had just stepped into the door stepped out again, holding on to the door frame and lowering his head as if looking for something.
"Ah, Master!" Shui Miaomiao shouted happily without realizing it. She quickly put away her legs that were on the wall, turned over and stood up on her knees, looking expectantly at the door.
Wen Renxian was so excited that he almost raised his head to respond. His hand finally found another door and closed it with a loud "pop!"
"Huh?" It was really baffling. Shui Miaomiao couldn't figure it out, but she found that the restraint on the bed had dissipated. She was about to get out of bed to find Wen Renxian to explain clearly, but Yun Waixin flew into her lap and pecked her. Exposed skin.
"It's itchy." Shui Miaomiao stretched out her hand to drive Yun Waixin away, only to realize how rude she was at this moment. It was still the same dress that was torn apart yesterday. This was not a cheongsam, so there was no need to lift the crotch.
Who would have known that when Wen Renxian finally calmed down and walked to the door, he could see the spring scenery of Shui Miaomiao hanging on the wall. He didn't know that Shui Miaomiao had been rolling on the bed for several weeks, with messy hair and playful laziness. The belt was loosened crookedly, and I couldn't describe how I felt.
It’s really embarrassing to be thrown into grandma’s house!
Shui Miaomiao patted her cheeks with both hands to wake herself up. She was confused by the heat, so she got out of bed and hurriedly started to change clothes and wash herself.
Wen Renxian stood outside the door with his arms folded and his eyes closed to rest. When he heard the sound of opening the door, he did not respond immediately, but carefully opened his eyes and took a look.
Don't call him a gentleman, he can't bear too much. Closing the door is the last tenderness he can hold on to. Fortunately, Shui Miaomiao didn't do anything wrong. She was dressed new and her hair was neat.
"Ah Qiu!" Shui Miaomiao sneezed and covered her mouth and nose before coughing. She was still a little cold after leaving the protection of the spell on the bed.
"Well, Master." Shui Miaomiao muttered, turned sideways, went into the room first, and said something in the room.
With some hesitation, Wen Renxian held back and said, "Come out."
"Huh?" Shui Miaomiao walked out of the door in confusion. Wen Renxian walked around him and walked into the room, picking up the Thousand Feather Crane Cloak that was forgotten on the bed.
"Put it on." Wen Renxian handed it over.
"Oh." Shui Miaomiao hesitated for a few seconds and took the crane cloak.
In the past, Wen Renxian always put it on Shui Miaomiao directly and tied it up. Even so, it cannot be said that the hesitation was because Shui Miaomiao was spoiled.
She just didn't feel comfortable hearing Renxian's cold tone. Did she do something wrong to be so dissatisfied? Little did he know how hard it was for Wen Renxian to suppress his emotions and not let them leak out.
