The almighty princess is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 767 Kitty, I Miss You

Looking at her figure from afar, reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun, her black hair is raised backwards, like the thickest stroke in ink painting, pure and full of poetry.

Although he couldn't see her expression, he could guess that the longing eyes were tenacious, belligerent, heroic and full of joy.

During his absence, Hua Qianye was with her.

During his absence, she and Hua Qianye had a great time...

Probably nothing can be more desperate than the woman you love doesn't need you.

Not only did she not need him, she didn't even think about him.

For eleven months, she didn't even send him a Profound Crane Talisman.

He thought she hated it.

Now he suspects that she doesn't even have hatred.

She treated him like a handkerchief to wipe her hands and threw it away after wiping.

His eyes hurt deeply.

There was a river of sadness in his heart.

He is jealous.

He hates.

Zi Yunchen covered his chest, but still couldn't restrain the pain in his heart.

However, he didn't lose his mind like before, but looked at the blazing sword light, the graceful figure, the woman who appeared in his dreams every night with an almost desperate attitude...

Because it was the last practice session, Luo Qingyin and Hua Qianye fought heartily.

Afterwards, Luo Qingyin let out a breath, leaned slightly with both hands holding the sword and saluted Hua Qianye: "Thank you, mentor."

The afterglow of the setting sun was reflected in her sparkling eyes, which blended with the scenery of mountains and waters, showing a gorgeous and pure look, which made people's eyes hard to open.

"I'm your mentor." Hua Qianye didn't deliberately restrain his posture, there were little ripples in his chic eyes, and his voice was unconsciously softer, he hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and gently placed it on her head , "So, you're welcome."

Luo Qingyin kept her body low and didn't see his eyes. Hearing his answer, she smiled and straightened up: "I understand. I'll make dinner, and I'll eat hot pot."

Pulling Jimo Wuxin, having a happy meal of hot pot, Luo Qingyin walked back to Chenxiang Residence in the nightfall.

After a big battle, I broke out in a sweat.

After eating hot pot on a hot day and sweating again, Luo Qingyin greeted Yuanzi and walked towards the bathroom.

She hated Zi Yunchen for imprisoning her in Yunxiaju, but she had to praise Yunxiaju's bathhouse for being very good, especially when she was exhausted, taking a dip in the bathhouse would disappear all the fatigue.

Therefore, she built two baths in Yunxiaju, one for the snow ginseng dolls to soak in the ice spring, and the other for her own use.

She raised her hand to drain the water in the bath and poured it into the garden. With a movement of her consciousness, a stream of water overflowed from her fingertips and poured into the empty bath.

This is the root water that the Tianshui Spiritual Essence buried in the Tripod of Three Saints and Three Demons. It is milder than the water of Purifying Spirits, but it is suitable for cultivation.

Afterwards, she took out the cultivation liquid from the small lucky bag and poured it into the water, then she took off her clothes and jumped into the bath.

A few strands of cool wind blew the gauze curtain by the window, ups and downs, Luo Qingyin soaked in the water, feeling light and comfortable.

Gently breathing a sigh of relief, she sat cross-legged, allowing the energy of the practice liquid to rise with the water, and penetrate into her body along the slightly open pores of her body.

Then, it started hurting!

Having experienced all kinds of pain, she has long ignored the small pains of the cultivation liquid, and calmly calmed down, adjusted her breathing,
The clear water surface was slightly rippling, and countless dots of brilliance sank into her body, and her tired face gradually returned to rosy, exuding a pearl-like luster.

Feeling the profound energy in her body becoming more and more full, Luo Qingyin slightly opened her eyes.

Looking at the water that had returned to its original state, she curled the corners of her lips, stood up from the bath, brushed a stream of profound energy from her head to the soles of her feet, and her body was completely refreshed and dry.

She has a glamorous face, a pair of sparkling eyes, rosy lips, her body is convex where it should be, and where it should be curled up, her flat belly even has two enviable vest lines, her hips are curled up and her legs are long, and she has a beautiful face. Stunning figure...

Just as she turned to get dressed, a bathrobe was draped over her shoulders from behind.

Luo Qingyin was startled, and waved his hand back faster than he realized, the fire of Nirvana turned into countless little flamingoes and attacked.

The next moment, her wrist was clasped.

A low, almost hoarse voice sounded beside her ear: "Little cat."

It is Ziyun Chen.

Even though she hadn't seen him for eleven months, she could still recognize his voice and breath immediately.

Luo Qingyin's long eyelashes were trembling.

She even trembled slightly all over her body.

After he imprisoned her for a month, he left the building empty without saying a word.

Now, when she thought she didn't care about him anymore, he barged in without saying a word.

What is he thinking?

Luo Qingyin wanted to roar angrily: "Get out!"

However, when she opened her mouth, she couldn't say a word.

She wanted to turn around, but she didn't know what expression to use to face him.

At this moment, she deeply understood what it was like to love someone.

...That is, no matter how many reasons you have for reason, you will be defeated in front of emotion.

She closed her eyes slightly, and then opened them again, all the emotions in her eyes had disappeared.

Stretching his hand to gather the bathrobe he put on, Luo Qingyin turned around lightly, with a snow-like arc on her lips, her slender fingers lifted his chin, and said with a half-smile: "Little fairy, come back to me Do you want to leave without saying goodbye after a one-night stand?"

Zi Yunchen: "..."

I haven't seen him for eleven months, but he is still the same as in the memory, with phoenix eyes and eyebrows trimmed, his figure is as tall and handsome as flowing clouds, his pure purple eyes are deep and charming, every time she looks into his eyes, she feels a sense of being fascinated. A sense of danger that cannot be extricated.

If you have to say that he is different from the past, it is probably that not only has he grown a little taller, but the aggressive aura in his eyebrows and eyes has also become a little bit harsher, like the most noble emperor.

She was watching him, he was watching her,
After a long time, he murmured, "Do you hate me?"

Luo Qingyin raised her eyebrows, her long eyelashes sparked a little light and shadow, pretending to be casual and said: "Guess?"

The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips were like the first thaw of spring snow, melting a touch of sexy arc, raising her hand to lift the ends of her beautiful hair, her voice was warm and restrained: "Little cat, I miss you."

Luo Qingyin's body froze suddenly.

"Whether you hate me or not, as long as you don't forget me, it doesn't matter." Zi Yunchen wrapped her arms around her waist through the bathrobe.

Luo Qingyin clasped his wrist with 72 hands, and said in an almost indifferent voice: "And then?"

Then there is no more then.

Her lips were blocked.

Zi Yunchen indulged in her breath, as if wanting to melt her.

When he saw her practice against Hua Qianye, he was in pain, he was uncomfortable, he was jealous, and he was sad.

He quietly broke into her room, and he covered her brocade quilt on her bed, smelling her unique breath greedily, he just wanted to be quiet.

However, he saw it.

I saw that she hung all the crane talismans he drew in the room.

Little cat, little hedgehog, little turtle...

He sat up from the bed and took apart the mysterious crane talisman one by one, recalling his mood when he drew those patterns, whether relaxed or sweet, sad or depressed, he used the mysterious crane talisman to express all his emotions she.

And she didn't throw it.

Although some have been burned by fire, and some have been cut by sword energy, but there are not many of them.

She loves him.

These mysterious crane talismans are the best gifts he has received this year.

Qingyin took a breath, pushed his face away with his hand, suppressed the redness on his face, pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Tell me, what is your purpose for coming back to me?"

Knowing that she would deliberately change the subject when she couldn't bear it, he didn't want to cooperate, so he gave a low laugh and spit out six words: "Talking about love with you."

"No need." Luo Qingyin looked at him, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, with a half smile and seven parts mocking, "I have nothing to talk to you about."

Zi Yunchen locked her eyes tightly: "Then don't talk about it, just do it."

Luo Qingyin: "..."

Zi Yunchen laughed happily: "Are you afraid?"

"Didn't you just say you came to talk to me?" Luo Qingyin turned her bright eyes, and continued to talk about him, "The relationship between us is really worth talking about, put down the gun, let's go to the flower hall talk, okay?"

"Little turtle." Zi Yunchen scratched the tip of her nose lovingly, then suddenly held her face in his hands, looked straight into her eyes, and said in a sexy and charming voice: "I love you, I love you!" You, I love you, I love you, I love you..."

Luo Qingyin's heart was beating wildly, and the blood all over her body rushed to her face.

He said he loved her.

His tone was serious.

This was also the first time she heard him express his love in such simple and straightforward words.

Even knowing what he meant by love, her heart still trembled.

Immediately afterwards, he spit out another sentence: "So, from now on, I just need to love you, and leave it to me, little baby."

After speaking, he picked her up and walked towards her bedroom.

For convenience, the bathroom has only one door, which happens to be connected to her bedroom.

Luo Qingyin struggled hard: "No! Let me go!"

At that moment, Zi Yunchen suddenly realized that although she was emotional, the rejection in her eyes was real.

She really didn't want to fall in love with him.

Zi Yunchen leaned over to stare at her, his burning eyes suddenly felt like cold water: "Why?"

Luo Qingyin raised her hand, and there was a dagger in her palm.

Holding the sword in her hand, the tip of the sword pointed at his chest, penetrated his clothes, and just touched the skin: "If you don't want it, don't want it, why are there so many?"

(End of this chapter)