Yuanshin: Kidnapped by Bing Jiaoying at the beginning

Shen He's hands slowly hugged Feng Ye's neck, buried his head on his chest, with a gentle face, stroking his hair, and said softly.

"I will ask you to take care of me for the rest of my life."

"Because I don't understand human affairs, and I don't understand the principles of dealing with people."

"I don't understand the hustle and bustle of the world, the taste of the world, and all kinds of things in the world. I once abandoned them."

"But I know one thing..."

"You are the person I can't give up the most."

Feng Ye listened to Shen He's affectionate confession, and was buried in her tenderness in a daze. When he came back to his senses, the sweet smell of morning dew was sent by Shen He again.

Just hope no one comes to bother...if they do, let them disappear.

When she was not growing up, she was only on the mountain peak among the clouds, watching the clouds, practicing, and looking for him.

She also had black hair before.

When she was brought to Mount Aozang at first, she didn't say a word all day long. The only thing she wanted to do was to climb up the rock and stare at the sea of ​​clouds.

Fortunately, I will sleep with my clothes on when I am sleepy, drink mountain dew when I am thirsty, and pick a few flowers to chew food when I am hungry.

The taste is very bitter, not as good as his dishes.

Liuyun took advantage of the wind and Zhenjun's heart was like a mirror, so he didn't bother her, but made a comb of green tin and white jade out of fairy stones and gave it to Shen He.

Liu Yun told Shen He that if he wanted to get rid of all fate and step into the fairy gate in the future, he would use this jade comb to comb his hair three times, which would count as a teacher's apprenticeship ceremony.

Shen He complied without hesitation.Strange to say, after combing the jade comb for the first time, her black hair was covered with a layer of silver frost from top to bottom.

Comb the jade comb a second time, half and half of the blue silk and plain.

After combing the jade comb for the third time, the hair is already covered with snow.

……

The meaning of the ceremony of the three combs at the beginning.

One comb to get rid of worries, two combs for no joy and sorrow, three combs for gray hair and no regrets.

I give up all kinds of things in the world, just to find you in the vast mountains and forests and the boundless sea of ​​people.

Chapter 112 Shen He's Attack

After a long while, Shen He reluctantly let go of his cherry lips, and looked at Maple Leaf, who was kissed by her on the wooden bed, flushed and panting.

She couldn't help reaching out and touching her somewhat hot cheeks, and licked the remaining breath on her lips.

For some reason, her face also turned crimson.

Shen He couldn't help but began to think about the things described in the mortal storybook.

In making such an act of intimacy, there is an emotion in the heart that has never been felt before.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being one with the person you care about, it really fascinates me.

Shen He squinted his eyes, and there was a look of lingering and wanting to ask for it on his face.

Seeing the maple leaf under her let her play with it, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Now he really belongs to me, why not do more and more, make up for what has been lost for so long.

So, under Feng Ye's trembling gaze, the rosiness on Shen He's face hadn't faded away, and he lowered his head with a soft smile and started attacking him again.

Before his breathing was stable, he felt that his neck was hooked again by a pair of powerful soft jade hands, and then he could only feel being attached to something cool and soft again, being tasted irresistibly by Shen He.

"No no no..."

Feng Ye faltered and couldn't speak for a moment, the fragrance of Shen He's body almost completely eroded him.

The little Shen He who used to follow behind him suddenly became so domineering, which caught him off guard.

"Grumble rumble..."

The noodle soup in the stew pot behind Shen He was getting hotter and hotter, and the scalding water was almost overflowing.

It's just that Feng Ye, as a cook, can't let Shen He waste food.

So... under Shen He's astonished gaze, Maple Leaf gently nibbled on the sweet softness of the running around.

He tried to wake up Shen He who was intoxicated in this way.

After all, his whole body was tied up, and even the way to speak was blocked by Shen He's fierce verbal warfare. How could he resist, and he could only use this method.

It's just that things didn't develop as he expected.

The slight pain that came from the moment of being bitten made Shen He's eyebrows light up, and his heart was filled with joy.

Maple Leaf... Does he feel dissatisfied and want more?

Although there are still many intimacy between mortals she doesn't know, but this does not prevent her from feeling the existence of Maple Leaf more forcefully.

And... well, satisfy him.

He used to be my fairy brother, and now he is my recognized husband. Shen He's brows and eyes are more gentle, and the cold appearance with few expressions is now melted by ice and snow.

It was as if he had returned to the innocent little Shen He back then.

The appearance of her untying the red rope now can only be seen by the people she recognizes and cares about. Thinking of this, Shen He's brows can't help but lowered softly.

Let go of the hand hooking Fengye's neck, Shen He smiled and looked at the appearance of the person in front of him docilely.

The colorful eyes that had become a little dark seemed to want to swallow him completely.

Maple Leaf was breathing in the fresh air that was freed from the sweetness and softness, calling out her wit in her heart, Shen He must have calmed down a little this time.

However, when he bowed his head and gasped for breath, he didn't notice that those gentle pupils staring at him turned bloody with excitement.

Obviously, Shen He, who mistakenly thought that Maple Leaf was not satisfied with this, was now emotionally unstable.

Shen He blinked his eyes. Although he could suppress the evil spirit in his heart by being beside Feng Ye, he couldn't restrain his love for him.

In other words, because his existence filled her heart, she would not have any extra thoughts, and there was only him in her heart.

What kind of practice, what Guchen Jiesha is not important anymore.

Only the person in front of her is the person she cares most about.

"Grumble rumble..."

There was another sound of boiling water bubbling, which interrupted Shen He's thoughts in an instant. Her beautiful brows were slightly frowned, and then she turned her head to look at the restless stew pot with some annoyance.

The color of blood that could not be suppressed became brighter in her eyes.

If the noodles are broken, just cook it for brother Xianren again.

But Brother Xianren seems to want to be closer to her than to taste the noodles she made, right?

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips, brushed her fingertips over her lips, and couldn't help laughing again, but matching her blood-colored eyes, she no longer had the cold look of an immortal.

"Gulu Gulu..." The boiling water in the pot almost overflowed, interrupting her thoughts again.

With some anger on her face, she lowered her body and kissed Feng Ye's forehead before turning around.

Feng Ye felt the cool touch on his head and left, heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, Shen He finally woke up a little bit, fortunately he reminded in time, otherwise the pot of noodle soup would definitely be gone.

If Shen He continues to be so endlessly demanding, he is afraid that he will become the first god in the history of demon gods to be sucked dry.

Uh...Although his remaining strength may not be kicked out of the demon god status, but if he eats the food, he will take the Qianyan spear given by the rock king.

No matter what, he could shake hands with Mandrill.

Hmm... [-]-[-].

Next time he is so arrogant again, go and steal his and Puyuan and chase him away.

"boom--"

Just as Feng Ye was thinking wildly in his mind, he heard the sound of breaking wind and something shattering. He turned his head to look in some doubts, and his eyes widened instantly.

Under Feng Ye's shocked gaze again, Shen He transformed a spear in her hand, and with the sound of piercing through the air, she threw the spear directly towards the stew pot.

Then... the pot disappeared in a flash, and it shattered on the ground with a thud. Afterwards, Shen He picked up the spear and gently wiped the soup on it.

After finishing all this, Shen He turned his head and said to him in a calm tone.

"It was so loud it was bothering us so we had to let it go away."

"Just now you bit me so dissatisfied, how could I make my husband wait too long."

"After my husband is satisfied, I'll make another one for you to taste. As for the one just now, um... definitely not very tasty."

Speaking of which, while wiping the tip of the gun, she smiled slightly at Maple Leaf, and the blood in her eyes became more intense.

"If your husband is very hungry, you might as well treat me as breakfast."

Maple Leaf:?

I really just wanted to show you the soup, not that much thought really!

Why did you call so smoothly all of a sudden? Hey, and why does your expression feel so wrong? I'm really not dissatisfied!Maple Leaf complained frantically in her heart.

"No, I'm not dissatisfied, I just did that just to..."

"No need to explain, I know everything."

Just as Feng Ye was still shaking his head frantically to explain, Shen He's eyes were full of deep attachment, and then Feng Ye felt a gust of wind whistling past his ears.

He only felt his eyes go dark, and all he could smell was the fragrance of medicinal herbs from Shen He's body.

His body was suddenly pushed against the wall by the fragrant wind, and his slender white hand was pressed against his face, accompanied by a loud bang, the solid wood behind him was slapped into pieces.

Seeing this situation, Feng Ye slowly turned his head to look at the destructive power of the jade hand, he couldn't help swallowing, the strange power of Xiao Shen He has become more and more outrageous since he was a child.

In the past, it was possible to pull up the wood and throw it casually, but now the wall is so terrifying that it almost blows up the house.

Accompanied by the creaking sound, Shen He raised his palm and glanced at the sunken wooden wall with some doubts, and tilted his head involuntarily.

"It seems...to use a little more force?"

Shen He scratched his hair in confusion, and looked at the trembling Maple Leaf below him.

Then she smiled brightly again, bent down and gently brushed her jade white fingertips, wiping off the cold sweat streaming down Maple Leaf's face.

"Is it cold?"