Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

Rong Shen nodded. The man went out with the chain. The woman followed him with her head down. When she came to the door, she took a quick look at Rong Shen. There were many emotions in her eyes.

There's compassion, there's compassion, there's intolerance.

Rong Shen blinks her eyes. She thinks it's the woman who needs sympathy and can't bear it

When the man took the woman away, Rongshen asked the man in black to close the door and window. She took out a censer and lit a small piece of incense. Soon, the air in the stuffy room made people feel more comfortable, and some of the previous mixed meanings disappeared and turned into light sandalwood.

"Deep." Cheng Xiu sits on the edge of the Kang. The man in black brings a basin of hot water to soak his feet. He looks at Rong Shen sitting beside him.

Rong Shen answered vaguely and half narrowed her eyes, but the whole village had been shrouded by the divine consciousness, and the little movement in the village could not escape her perception.

Although it took a little trouble, looking at the eccentric man and the woman, Rong deeply felt that it was necessary.

"Deep." Cheng Xiu called her again. He moved his ass to her side, and finally leaned over her, "deep, why is that person tied by a chain?"

He slightly raised his head and looked at Rongshen, his clear eyes were all puzzled.

Rong Shen stretched out his hand and grabbed his hair, leaning back against the quilt, "because I'm afraid she'll run away."

She bent the corners of her lips, with some interest in her eyes.

Cheng Xiu nodded, and then looked at her hard.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Rong Shen pulled the wisp of hair in his hand and asked with a tiny squint.

Cheng Xiu suddenly put his hand around her waist and said seriously, "I want to tie her up."

"Why?" Rong Shen asked subconsciously.

Then just after asking, I heard Cheng Xiu say, "because I'm afraid I'll run away."

Rong Shen took a puff at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and curled his finger on his forehead. He said angrily, "it's you who should be tied up!"

Boy, if you don't obey, you should be tied up.

Cheng Xiu covered his forehead and didn't cry for pain. He just looked at her and asked her, "because I'm afraid I'll run away?"

"Yes." Rong Shen casually perfunctorized a sentence.

Unexpectedly, after listening to her words, Cheng Xiu began to laugh, which made the pear vortex on his cheek deep. He said, "deep, tie me up, and I won't run."

If you don't tie me up or run, Cheng Xiu secretly thinks.

Let deep speechless, half ring also can scold a: "fool."

Cheng Xiu hugs her waist and laughs. He is not angry at all.

"Deep, soak your feet." After sitting down, he pulled his shoes and socks to straighten his body.

Rong Shen raised his leg and dodged his hand, "no bubble."

Cheng Xiu raised his eyes to see her, pursed his mouth, and obstinately said, "deep, feet are very comfortable."

Rong Shen resists the impulse of rolling his eyes and looks at the stubbornness on his face. She knows that once Cheng Xiu is stubborn, he must follow his will.

Just like she doesn't like to eat, but Cheng Xiu has to feed her, Rong Shen has long been able to accept Cheng Xiu's occasional stuff calmly.

And also be able to say without expression: "delicious."

Because usually, the food that Cheng xiusai can give her must be something that Xiaozi likes very much.

Rongshen sits up straight, and is about to ask the man in black to bring hot water. Cheng Xiu squats in the basin and leans over to take off her shoes and socks.