Villain: Before Dying, He Forcibly Kissed The Master

Miaoman was speechless. She gave Su Jue a blank look and entered the room.

Su Jue shrugged disapprovingly, followed in and closed the door.

When Su Jue closed the door, Miaoman felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

Special quietness.

Su Jue took off his coat first.

"Hey, Su Jue, what are you doing?"

Miaoman immediately covered her eyes, but she could see the strange eyes between her fingers.

Su Jue took off his shirt and said casually: "Of course I'm waiting to take a shower, otherwise the hot water will be in vain?"

"Can you avoid some people? You have a good figure, right?"

Miaoman was filled with admiration when she saw Su Jue's perfect muscle proportions.

Although she had secretly touched Su Jue's abdominal muscles and chest muscles on Yunzhong He, she knew that Su Jue's muscles were very strong.

But after taking off the clothes, the feeling of direct impact cannot be brought by touching.

"Okay, can you wipe off your saliva?"

After Su Jue took off his shirt, he pointed at the corner of Miaoman's mouth speechlessly.

"Um?"

Miaoman turned to look at the bronze mirror on the table, and then she saw a drop of crystal clear liquid hanging from the corner of her mouth...

"ah!"

Miaoman was immediately ashamed.

Gaffe. Gaffe.

Ancestor, I didn’t hold my nerve.

There is no way, after so many years, Hu Xiaoxiao has never seen a man, and it is natural for him to explode like this when he comes up.

Su Jue looked at Miaoman with a smile: "So, you are so shy, you are the one looking at me, not me looking at you."

"You can't take off your clothes then! Besides, why do monks take a bath? Can't they just use spiritual power to purify them?"

Miaoman's pretty face turned hot, her ears turned a beautiful blush, and she murmured in a low voice.

"What do you know? Does taking a bath bring the comfort of a bath? I am taking a bath, not a bath."

Su Jue tied up her long hair and said disdainfully.

Miaoman snorted softly: "Humph, you're so surprised at how to enjoy it!"

Su Jue ignored her and sat cross-legged on a chair with his eyes closed to relax.

I wasn't in a hurry to take off my pants.

Miaoman saw that Su Jue was silent, so she stopped talking.

Neither of them spoke, and an inexplicable feeling of ambiguity filled the room.

A man and a woman alone cannot live together in the same room.

Miaoman was the first to break the silence and said nervously: "I will sleep on the bed tonight, and you will sleep on the floor."

"good."

"ah?"

Miaoman looked at Su Jue in surprise, not expecting it to go so smoothly.

A hint of joking flashed in Su Jue's eyes: "What, you want me to sleep with you?"

Miaoman's face turned red: "It's a beautiful thought, but I'm just curious. With your character of never suffering a loss, how could you compromise so easily?"

"What does this have to do with compromising or not? I think I am more of a gentleman."

Su Jue spread his hands and said amusedly: "And sleeping with you doesn't mean that our relationship is not pure?"

"Not pure? Why do you feel wronged by being with me?"

Miaoman blinked and stroked her slender legs with her slender fingers.

Su Jue smiled and said: "It's okay to be wronged, but someone told me when I came here that there will be rotten peach blossoms on this trip, so I'd better try to be more careful."

Miaoman felt happy in her heart. It seemed that Su Jue had really remembered her words in her heart. She hummed, "Who told you that? Do you believe whatever she says?"

Su Jue shook his head: "Don't worry about who it is, and you just believe it. What's the big deal? With her strength, there is no need or reason to deceive me."

What if there is a reason?

Miaoman said this in her heart.

After knowing that Su Jue had remembered her words in his heart, his mood became joyful, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing Miaoman suddenly laughing, Su Jie felt a little frightened.

"Of course I'm fine, what's wrong?"

Miaoman tilted her little head and looked at Su Jue, her eyebrows were curved, and she seemed to be in a very good mood.

Su Jue narrowed his eyes. There was something familiar about his expression and tone: "Why do you feel like you are the same person?"

"Like a person? What do you mean?" Miaoman was a little nervous. Could it be that Su Jie saw it?

"It just looks like someone I know." Su Jie explained.

Miaoman was speechless in her heart. This boy's insight and thoughtfulness must be too high: "Did you see it wrong? How can I be like the person you know? How long have we known each other just now?"

"Probably." Su Jue nodded slowly without thinking too much.

Even if he was given eight heads, he wouldn't be able to connect the ancestor of the fox clan with Miao Man.

This is too brain-burning. Gou Sansan will probably not write such a plot for the kind of readers who have lost their minds.

Miaoman was also afraid of letting the question slip, so she quickly changed the subject and said, "Then according to what you say, I am your bad love. Doesn't that mean that no matter how I pursue you, you will not agree?"

"What, you really like me?" Su Jue's eyes were startled.

He was just joking, but he didn't expect that Miaoman's question might have some meaning in it?

Miaoman rolled her eyes at Su Jue with a charming look: "Who likes you, I just assumed this question, isn't it boring now? Find something to talk about."

Su Jue blinked: "That won't happen. When this trip is over and you come after me, I will agree."

"Okay, you are indeed interested in me!"

Miaoman said angrily.

The corner of Su Jue's mouth twitched: "Didn't you say we could just find a topic to talk about? I'm just cooperating with you!"

"Pull him down, you're showing off your abilities!" Miaoman said, holding her chest.

"Don't be so messy." Su Jie was speechless.

"Look, you were right, can't you defeat me?" Miaoman pouted, huffing angrily, and her original joyful mood was suddenly extinguished.

Just as Su Jue was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.

"Sir, you want hot water!"

The voice of the landlady came through and she had already brought the hot water.

Su Jue opened the door. After seeing Su Jue opening the door, the landlady didn't dare to look any further.

He quickly lowered his head, put two buckets of hot water into the room and left quickly.

This time, she didn't wink at Su Jue. Miaoman's behavior frightened her so much that the landlady also knew that she was not worthy of Su Jue.

The gap between mortals and monks is still too big. The release of a monk's breath can cause quite a psychological shadow on mortals.

Seeing the boss's wife like this, Su Jue shook his head slightly. Your mental endurance is so poor and you still come out to seduce people. If your husband finds out, won't you be scared to death?

Su Jue came to the screen, snapped his fingers, and used his spiritual power to adjust the bath water at a suitable temperature.

Across the screen, I took off all my clothes and took a bath comfortably.

Seeing Su Jue not treating her as an outsider at all, Miaoman felt both eager and shy.

Su Jue's voice came from behind the screen: "I want two buckets of hot water. If you want to soak, I can help you adjust the hot water."

"Ah? Is that okay?"