The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 493 Then I Let Go

It was supposed to be a cold and hard tone, but she had to lower her voice at the moment, and it sounded a bit like refusal or welcome.

Qi Jinghuan smiled thoughtfully, and raised the corners of his lips brightly: "Wan'er, then I let go."

"No!" Xie Wanrong exclaimed, subconsciously wrapping her arms around his neck, tightening the strength in her hand.

Qi Jinghuan really didn't let go of that hand, his eyes were lowered, looking at Xie Wanrong hanging on his body, his smile deepened, and he gently pressed a kiss on her forehead.

The two stayed in this posture for a while before the movement outside completely disappeared.

Xie Wanrong jumped up and hurried out from behind the kitchen shelf, blushing uncontrollably and heart beating.

She glared at Qi Jinghuan fiercely, tidied herself up, and then stepped out of the back kitchen as if nothing had happened.

Qi Jinghuan walked steadily, and followed her with the corners of his mouth raised wantonly.

When she walked out of the backyard and went up to the wing room on the second floor, Xiahou Yihan had already woken up.

Cheng Xiu stood by his bed, seeing Xie Wanrong's return, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she said to Xia Hou Yihan who was lying on the bed: "Wan Rong is back."

"Little Wanrong...cough..." Xiahou Yihan's voice was still weak, and he sat up propping himself up.

He didn't expect that in order to save him, little Wan Rong would risk her own life, his peach blossom eyes narrowed into a smile, and looked out.

"How do you feel?" Xie Wanrong said first.

Xiahou Yihan stopped smiling when he saw the figure behind Xie Wanrong, his eyes were full of doubts, why is he here.

Xiahou Yihan was stunned for a few seconds before he said slowly in a weak voice: "It's much better."

Xiahou Yihan leaned back, "Xiao Wanrong, I heard from Lu An that you have left the grave."

Speaking of this, Xiahou Yihan glanced at Lu An from the corner of his eye, but he didn't tell him about Qi Jinghuan's appearance!
"Ganoderma lucidum only grows on coffins, but the search for Ganoderma lucidum this time involved the Mo family, you should be clear." Two of the four major families have come out in just a few days, and Beimuguo is far bigger than she imagined. Be lively.

Yao Girl's Day, Ju Lingshi, and now even the Emperor is involved.

"Mo family—" Xiahou Yihan's dry voice paused, pimples slowly formed between the flat brows, and a gleam of light shone from the faint red peach eyes, "Could it be that tomb..."

Regardless of his discomfort, he sat up straight: "Little Wan Rong, in that coffin..."

He had heard that the Mo family had been resurrecting a person who could not be resurrected for thousands of years, and even disappeared in the South Xia Continent. Hearing the word Mo family again, he felt complicated.

"Resurrected." Xie Wanrong said truthfully.

Xiahou Yihan's pupils shrank suddenly, his haggard face lost its color again, and the corners of his lips parted slightly: "Did he not embarrass you?"

Rumor has it that the person who died in the coffin was the most powerful patriarch of the Mo family ever, and the successor patriarch Wu Wei, so they moved their minds here to resurrect him.

Their Mo family succeeded.

That wicked and silly man?

Xie Wanrong shook his head: "Thousands of years later, I'm afraid he won't even know who he is."

Cheng Xiu listened mysteriously, but he also knew the danger of them going to Xishanling to go to the tomb this time, "Isn't that the tomb of the prefect of Pingcheng?"

"The prefect of Pingcheng is just a dead body for nourishing the blood of others." Xie Wanrong's lips curled slightly, and he warned: "Xia Bing, your poison has just been cured, you still need to rest for two days, and you can't use your spiritual power. If my guess is right, Jun Mochen should come looking for you in the next two days."

(End of this chapter)