Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

Yang Chaner has a habit of puffing up her cheeks when she is angry. In the past, when her face was not so round, her cheeks would puff up when she was angry.

Now his face is rounder, and when he puffs up his cheeks, he looks like a round ball, very round.

However, she is naturally beautiful, with delicate and flawless facial features. Even though her face is rounder, her face is still stunningly beautiful, as clear and translucent as condensation between flowers.

Especially those big black and white eyes, which are crystal clear and radiant, just like the aura of heaven and earth.

Li Guanhai couldn't hold back and raised a hand.

Yang Chaner's eyes blurred. When her vision returned, she found that she had somehow arrived in front of Li Guanhai and had his face pinched by him.

The authorities are fascinated, and the bystanders are even more fascinated.

Neither Gu Xichao nor Yin Bingyan saw clearly what happened just now. They only saw Li Guanhai raise his hand, and then Yang Chaner, who was hiding behind Yin Bingyan, came in front of him inexplicably.

Li Guanhai pinched her voluptuous face and kneaded it like dough until Yang Chan'er's face turned red with anger.

"You haven't eaten less during the years I've been in seclusion, and your face is actually so round."

As he said that, he lowered his head and glanced at her withered little breasts, frowned, and showed an expression of disgust: "The places where flesh should grow are not growing, and the places where flesh should not be growing are growing as much as possible."

Yang Chan'er didn't understand her teasing, but she knew it was definitely not a good thing, so she stamped her feet and walked away angrily.

It wasn't that she didn't want to pounce on him and scratch his face, but this guy had already broken through to the level of Xuanxian, and the miraculous tricks he showed just now spoke volumes.

If she pounced on him, she would only bring humiliation to herself, so she could only endure it for the time being.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully young girls into poverty.

When we rise in the future, we will avenge our shame!

Gu Xichao really wanted to say something to express her feelings of missing her, but there were outsiders beside her and her temper was cold, so she really couldn't say anything.

Li Guanhai noticed something and took the initiative to pull her into his arms.

Gu Xichao's face felt like it was on fire. After a few symbolic pushes, he stopped struggling.

Yin Bingyan suddenly felt that it was unnecessary to stay here, so he made an excuse casually: "Well, I'm going to see Chan'er."

After that, he left.

All the maids were envious, but they also knew not to disturb the young master, so they all retreated quietly.

Gu Xichao breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was Li Guanhai's fiancée and they already knew each other's depth, they were still not used to such intimate behavior in front of outsiders.

This is not rejection, but the reserve of a thin-skinned woman.

…

After nightfall, Li Guanhai left Gu Xichao's room.

The bed was in a mess, with all kinds of clothes scattered on the floor. Gu Xichao collapsed on the bed, her face flushed.

You say that a small farewell is better than a new love, and the strong longing will eventually turn into a violent storm at night.

Li Guanhai did not return to his residence or enter the inner universe. Instead, he turned into a black shadow and blended into the night, and went to Yin Bingyan's room.

In the room filled with fragrance, Yin Bingyan was wearing thin clothes, sitting on the bed and practicing with his eyes closed.

She has bare feet and gauze, and her skin is crystal clear, and even small blood vessels can be seen, but it does not give people a scary feeling, but makes people feel soft and tender enough to be broken by a blow.

This just confirms the saying, it is so tender that you can squeeze water out of it.

Yin Bingyan, who devoted himself to cultivation, felt something in his heart. He raised his jade hand and took the coat casually thrown on the table into his hand. Before he could put it on, his body froze and he could not move.

She glanced around in panic, but didn't find anything unusual, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Li Guanhai, stop pretending to be a ghost and come out!"

After the words fell, the space in front of him twisted, and a figure in green appeared, it was Li Guanhai.

He looked at the elder sister of the Yuanshi Ancestral Court who was holding her coat with her jade hands and exposed a large area of ​​snow-white skin. He stretched out his hand and touched her lotus root arm, and said: "It's really ice muscle and jade bones, just like white jade."

Yin Bingyan was ashamed and annoyed, but she pretended to be calm and said in a deep voice: "If you come to see me for any reason, just tell me."

Li Guanhai's eyes were strange: "A man broke into a single woman's boudoir three times in the middle of the night, and the woman was still unable to move. I don't need to say more about what will happen next, right?"

"you!"

Yin Bingyan almost failed, but she swallowed back the vulgar words that rushed to her throat, her voice remained calm: "Stop joking, I know you are not such a person."

"Oh?" Li Guanhai raised his eyebrows, then revealed a rogue smile, "Girl, are you testing my morality with your innocence?"

As he spoke, his palms crept up to her smooth back. She could clearly feel that the moment his palms touched her back, her body tensed up and she even got goosebumps.

Yin Bingyan could no longer remain calm. Although she had awakened some of her past life memories and was much calmer than ordinary people, this was the first time she had experienced this situation and she really couldn't calm down.

"Take yours off or I'm going to scream!" she threatened loudly.

Li Guanhai asked: "Who are you going to call? Isn't it a broken throat?"

"Ah?" Yin Bingyan didn't understand. She was angry and anxious: "Why did you come to me? Please stop joking."

Since awakening the memory of her past life, Yin Bingyan's temperament has changed a lot, because in her past life she was a high priest.

But now she was bullied by a dog and forced to such a point that she had to beg for mercy.

Li Guanhai knew how to control her situation very well. He knew that she was almost pushed to the edge and would definitely explode if she continued, so he withdrew his hand and released the restraint.

Yin Bingyan, who regained his mobility, immediately put on his coat, quietly moved some distance away from him, and asked curiously: "That was the realm of laws just now?"

Li Guanhai sat down at the table, nodded, and said in a casual tone: "Yes."

Yin Bingyan said: "There seems to be something different."

Li Guanhai poured himself a cup of tea, "In addition to accumulating cultivation over the years, I also honed in on the magical methods I learned, and I have become more and more proficient in using them."

Yin Bingyan pursed his lips and said nothing, sighing that his talent was truly rare in the world.

After Li Guanhai finished drinking the tea, he looked directly at her and asked, "How is your memory recovery going?"

Yin Bingyan was silent. The spell wrapped around her wrist flickered. She screamed and fell on the bed, covering her wrist.

Li Guanhai looked at her quietly with no expression on his face.

Yin Bingyan's whole body twitched in pain, suppressing the pain and begging for mercy: "No...it's not that I don't want to say it, it's that...it's that I can't say it..."

The spell on his wrist calmed down, and the pain that tore his soul also stopped. Yin Bingyan lay on the bed for a while before sitting up and explaining: "The terror of that person is completely beyond your knowledge. If I tell you about him now He will notice it immediately, even if it is a trivial matter, and no one can predict what will happen next. "