This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 158 Passionate but always seems ruthless

After all, in the original book, the villain is very obsessed and paranoid about the heroine, and even breaks the heroine's legs pervertedly.

System: [I said it before, but you don't believe me. ]
Shen Yue didn't react for a while: [What did you say? ]
The system sighed, I really don't know if this host is big-hearted or stupid.

[I have already said that the big villain wants to fuck you first and then kill you. ]
Shen Yue didn't quite believe this statement: [The villain likes the heroine, you have seen the sweet little appearance of him and the heroine before, I don't think the villain is the kind of half-hearted person. ]
The system saw that Shen Yue didn't listen, and the electronic sound became a little unclear: [You, you are still too simple. ]
Simple. Shen Yue was still sitting on the bed thinking hard, of course, after thinking for a long time, she couldn't figure it out.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside, Shen Yue quickly ran to the side to get a book, and pretended to read it.

When Bi Lian walked in, he saw that white figure sitting on the soft couch, holding a book with his green fingertips, his whole body was as pale as snowflakes outside.

Bi Lian stood at the door for a while, then walked in with a bowl made of white jade in his hand.

Shen Yue raised her head slightly, covered her eyes with a white cloth, and said in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

The young man walked up to her side briskly, and his tone was full of admiration and anxiety: "I saw that the peach blossoms outside were blooming very vigorously, so I made a bowl of peach blossom soup for the immortal, do you want to taste it? "

Of course it was not done by Bi Lian, but by that idiot. He was really annoyed by the noise, so he reluctantly sent it over.

As soon as Bi Lian finished speaking, the ruthless white-clothed fairy's eyelashes moved slightly, and her pink fingertips paused for a moment.

Although there was still no expression on his face, Bi Lian could clearly sense that Shen Yue seemed a little... uncomfortable?
Why is it hard?
Is there anything that can make her worth the pain?

As if trying to understand something, Bi Lian looked down, and his eyes fell on the peach blossom soup in his hand.

Is it because of this?

Slowly clasping the bowl in his hand with his fingers, he lowered his eyelashes, covering the dark under his eyes, without any expression on his face, but the words he spoke from his mouth were extremely cautious.

"The Immortal Venerable doesn't talk, doesn't the Immortal Venerable don't like to eat?"

Seeing that Shen Yue was still silent, Bi Lian also felt that the peach blossoms in his hand were more dazzling the more he looked at them. He frowned, and his tone was a little eager: "Since the Immortal Venerable doesn't like to eat, then this disciple will withdraw."

Turning around just now, before he even had time to take a step, came the cold voice of the fairy in white: "Wait."

The veins on the back of his hand popped up, and Bi Lian's expression was grim for a moment, then he turned around slowly, his deep and dark eyes became darker, and his voice was puzzled: "Immortal?"

Shen Yue had already stood up from the soft steps, the silver threads were like snow, the immortal stood still in front of her eyes, like a hanging painting.

The tone is alienated and cold.

"Give me the peach blossom soup."

She said something that didn't match her expression at all.

Bi Lian was silent for a while, then quickly handed over the white jade bowl in his hand.

Shen Yue stirred it twice with a spoon, took a spoonful, and tasted it.

When she lowered her eyebrows, there seemed to be a ray of tenderness, but it disappeared quickly without anyone noticing it.

The taste is still the same as before, sweet and refreshing.

The originally glamorous lips appeared even more plump and rosy, as if rouge had been applied. When she opened her mouth, she could even see the snow-white teeth and the scarlet tip of her tongue.

Added a bit of inexplicable glamour to this originally stunning face except for the paleness.

The boy's originally pitch-black eyes overflowed with scorching heat unscrupulously, and his eyes almost stuck to those lips uncontrollably.

Why didn't he find out before?

Even the person in front of me has such a stunning appearance and figure, in the whole world, I am afraid that there is no one more beautiful than this immortal.

Beauty should be hidden and watched alone.

After Shen Yue finished eating, she wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief. She smiled rarely this time, and it was a real smile. Bi Lian captured that very subtle smile.

"delicious."

These words came out of Shen Yue's mouth, which was already extremely high evaluation.

Bi Lian looked at the empty bowl, raised his eyebrows, and then showed a smile on his face.

"As long as the immortal likes it."

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Shen Yue has always been in the Qingqing Hall, and she has hardly stepped out of the gate of the Qingqing Hall. As soon as Xinxi came out of the retreat, she heard the disciples under the door say that Xiyu Xianzun had gone down the mountain.

Xinxi hurried to the Ziqing Hall, but at the door, she happened to meet a young man wearing the clothes of an outer disciple.

Holding a bowl in his hand, he walked into the Qingqing Hall very skillfully.

Perhaps because he noticed her gaze, the young man turned his head slowly, and that delicate, perfect face without any blemish instantly showed a bright and bright smile. His smile was particularly contagious, like a spoiled young man. Lang, with some spoiled breath.

"Sister..."

The soft voice was blown away by the breeze, and Xinxi didn't hear it clearly. She looked at the young man in front of her, her charming face was slightly cold: "Which school are you a disciple? How dare you break into Qingqing without authorization?" Temple! Is this the place you can come to?"

Every year, new disciples would come here admiring the name of Immortal Xiyu, and then secretly want to sneak into the Ziqing Palace, wanting to see the face of Immortal Xiyu.

Xinxi obviously regarded the young man in front of him as an unruly new disciple, and her expression became even more indifferent, "If you don't give me a chance, get back quickly!"

The smile on the young man's face slowly disappeared, he clearly saw the flash of anger and disgust in Xinxi's eyes, he figured out the reason almost immediately, and looked up at her quietly.

Those eyes could not be called malicious or aggressive at all, instead they were deep and restrained, without sharpness.

That young boy's face is also exquisite like a delicate flower, but the contour lines are too sharp and clear because of his expressionless face, the eyebrows are high and protruding, and the eye sockets are deep, which is abruptly drawn from that delicate face His face reflected a strong aggression, which did not match his young and handsome face.

That faint look made the people he saw suddenly show timidity on their faces, and their backs were slightly cold.

"It was Xianzun who asked me to stay and take care of her." Bi Lian said flatly, deliberately turning the truth upside down, and sure enough, she saw Xinxi's slightly downcast face.

He wanted to laugh, but he held back. He just felt that the senior sister hadn't changed at all, and she still had her emotions written on her face, which could be seen through at a glance.

　I want tickets!I want tickets!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)