Wife comes to your door: It is difficult to tame a stunning husband

Chapter 193

Ye Qianqiu looked at Zhong Zhanli who was already peacefully lying on the bed.

Gently covered him with a thin quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed instead of walking.

Ye Qianqiu's gaze was deep, and he couldn't see what kind of expression it was. He just quietly looked at the person who was already asleep.

Back then, he was the one who brought him from the beggars to Qiongxian Gate, and he was the one who kept him by his side all the time.

Perhaps it was because he was in a mess at the time but smiled brightly at him, so he put his eyes on him.

Listening to his noisy voice, looking at his face with a bright smile all the time, it has been so many years.

Now he has grown up and will marry or take a wife.

Immediately he won't ask him to beg for a drink, and won't complain to him about how boring Qiong Xianmen is.

Soon he will have a woman he loves, soon he will be able to get rid of him completely.
In his eyes, he is just his Senior Brother Ye, who always restrains him.

In the end, he is just Senior Brother Ye after all.
"Do you care about that Su Xiaoqi so much?"

Ye Qianqiu murmured very softly, what should he do if he cares about her so much?
Let go, or let Su Xiaoqi completely disappear before his eyes?
His fingertips slid across his brows, across his smooth cheeks, and finally stopped on his lips.

The fingertips gently rubbed his seductive lips, it doesn't matter if he is drunk, only when he is drunk can he no longer need to worry about it.

The feel under the fingertips was so good, Ye Qianqiu's eyes became more serious.

Slowly leaning down, approaching the taboo that has never been touched.

But just when the lips were about to stick together, an abnormal fluctuation caused Ye Qianqiu's eyes to flash sharply.

With a flick of the sleeve, the candle was extinguished, and the figure disappeared immediately.

"In my name and the spirit of the sky, thunderstorm!"

Ying Liuling hid behind the aegis, and began to use spirit magic to summon thunderstorms.

Even if it's just a beginner, but this is a thunderstorm that has gathered seven strands of spiritual power, its power cannot be underestimated.

The man in black's face changed drastically and he started to run away.

Yes, she had to run away, she didn't expect that she could summon such a powerful Lei, it wasn't a primary Lei at all.

How could this be a junior thunder!
It's just that the skin is torn apart if it is swept by the mine. If it is struck, the consequences will be unimaginable.

People with different auras in the distance came again, and the man in black gritted his teeth and hid in the darkness unwillingly.

Soon the magic energy completely disappeared.

After thoroughly confirming that the man in black had run away, Ying Liuling relaxed.

Then, a mouthful of blood that had been accumulating in his throat spurted out.

The body fell backward like a fallen dead leaf.

One reason was that she was stabbed by many ice thorns when she was desperate.

The second reason is that because of the forceful use of strength that the body cannot bear, it was backlashed by strength.

Fortunately, she took the healing elixir given to her by Su Qianjiu in time, otherwise she would have died of severed meridians.

She was so cold and sore now that she didn't even have the strength to moan in pain.

I thought I would fall on the cold ground, but I didn't want to fall into a warm embrace.

"Don't talk, I'll take you away."

I really want to roll my eyes at him, but unfortunately I don't even have the strength to roll them.

She didn't want to speak, because she couldn't speak at all.

Mo Ziye's eyes were full of pity. He flew here with his spirit wings, but it was still too late. She suffered such a serious injury.

When Xiaolong sensed that she was in danger, he shouldn't have prevented Xiaolong from turning into Jackie Chan and rushing to rescue her.

This is the first time I regret my decision, even if Xiaolong is known to be Shenlong, so what.

What's the point of all this if she's dead.

While holding her sideways, he continued to heal her with spiritual power.

Because the ice thorns carried cold air, she was shivering from the cold, and instinctively sought warmth.

So I leaned on a heat source with a good smell.

Mo Ziye hugged her even tighter, almost rubbing her into his body.

He hoped that one day she would take the initiative to lean into his arms, but not like now.

Her body was so cold, so cold that it was impossible to imagine how much pain she had endured.

My heart felt uncomfortable, as if I was about to suffocate.

"Elder brother, why?"

Why are you hugging Su Xiaoqi?And healed her in such a way of wasting spiritual energy.

If nothing can be seen in this way, she, Mo Qingyou, is a fool.

Senior brother really treats Su Xiaoqi differently.

Mo Ziye didn't look up, as if he didn't see the people around him.

He walked very slowly and steadily, fearing that he would aggravate the injury of the person with his eyes closed tightly in his arms.

He didn't want to make her suffer any more, he wouldn't allow even a little bit.

She was ignored, and Mo Qingyou was a little silly standing there.

When the eldest brother walked past her, she talked to him without even looking at her.

And when he looked at the person in his arms, his eyes were so pity, as if he was in more pain than her.

Eldest brother has always had only indifference in his eyes, why has it changed completely now?
"Eldest brother, I'm just a sixth-class disciple. It's fine to let other healing spiritual masters heal. Why don't you leave it to me?"

Mo Qingyou withdrew her thoughts, followed up and asked tentatively.

"I'm not giving her to anyone."

Mo Ziye looked up at Mo Qingyou, the depth in his eyes surprised her.

Eldest brother looked at her with alienation and defense just now.

Mo Qing calmed down suddenly, looking at his back, she didn't know that the palm of her hand was cut open by her nails.

But Ye Qianqiu looked at this scene and didn't say a word, could it be that the senior brother came back for this Su Xiaoqi?
Su Xiaoqi doesn't seem to be simple.
The wound was slowly healed, and Ying Liuling woke up.

"Put me down."

Doesn't he know how eye-catching he is holding her like this at Qiongxianmen?

"No." Mo Ziye narrowed his eyes.

"I'm almost fine, others don't look good"

"I don't mind announcing that you are my wife."

Seeing Mo Ziye's serious expression, Ying Liuling choked.

"Is it still cold?"

Mo Ziye's voice was very soft, and his eyes were surprisingly gentle.

When Ying Liuling saw him like this, his heart beat suddenly.

His eyes were so intoxicating that she dared not look any further.

He mumbled, "It's not cold anymore."

"But I'm still cold." He hugged her even tighter as he spoke.

"do not do that"

The tip of her nose was full of his pleasant smell, and she felt her heart beat faster.

Could it be because of a weak relationship, how could she be so easily influenced by him.

Along the way, Mo Ziye did not speak, and quietly brought her to his small courtyard.

Anyway, she couldn't refuse, and she was not afraid of him messing around as a patient, so she didn't say anything.

When he put her on the bed, she didn't refuse, thinking that she was going to sleep anyway, and it didn't matter where she slept.

But Mo Ziye's next movement made her eyes widen.

"What are you doing undressing?"

Shouldn't he just let her go?Why take off your clothes?

"Help Madam warm up." Mo Ziye replied calmly.

The movements of his hands were quick, revealing his flawless chest.

(End of this chapter)