Chapter 200 Old Stuff(1/2)
Anyway, Yan Xiqian understood it.
She stared blankly at Qing Yanci's face, tightened her arms around his waist, and said, "You can resist the temptation, and your performance is good."
Qing Yanci was originally in a bad mood. Ever since he was a child, there were countless women who wanted to have sex with him.
But he always had a cold look on his face, and no one dared to really come up to him.
The last time he was so angry was when he and Yan Xiqian woke up and thought that the other party was a random woman his brother found.
Thinking of that incident, Qing Yanci felt a little upset. What stupid things had he done?
Yan Xi smiled lightly, raised her head and kissed his chin, saying: "Even if there is a girl better than me in the future, you must not be tempted, otherwise, I will cut you into pieces."
She said and clenched her fists in a threatening manner.
The young man's bad mood was swept away, he smiled and nodded, "I won't."
Yan Xi smiled slightly and said, "As long as you are loyal to me, I can occasionally fulfill your strange wishes."
Qing Yanci was startled and asked in confusion: "What is your wish?"
When it got dark, Yan Xiqian was already exhausted.
The stone was illuminated by the warm sunlight, and Yan Xiqian lay lazily.
"I'm not like that!" Qing Yanci quickly explained.
Yan Xiqian kissed the back of his neck and said, "You are so kind."
The young man quickly stretched out his hands, "I want it!"
But now, she feels the benefit of someone taking care of her.
No matter what the reason is, it is unjustifiable for a father not to stand on his daughter's side!
Yan Xiqian couldn't understand.
The weasel boy frowned and said, "What's the point of asking? You don't know why? You're not just a boudoir girl, just pretending!"
Yan Xiqian was silent and thought for a moment, then said: "Well, for example, if you like carrots, I can order someone to customize a carrot outfit and wear it occasionally to please you."
The next second, a steady voice came from the room, mixed with the sleepiness of someone who was half asleep, "I told you, I can hear all the sounds in this barrier. I think you are tired of living!"
Yan Xiqian asked him, "What did you do last night?"
She thought for a while and then said: "I don't wear it sometimes..."
Although Yan Xiqian wants to give Qing Yanci a baby more than pearls, that is the real 'pearl'!
It's a pity that Qing Yanci is shy, so she can't always pester him to do work, as if she is too busy.
But when Yan Xiqian killed him, Cheng Jianghai and the weasel boy had not returned yet.
Yan Xiqian saw that the man was fast asleep, so he didn't follow him in and stood outside the house waiting.
In the past, Yan Xiqian hated those kind of delicate people. Even though she had good hands and feet, she still had to wait for men to help her.
The young man couldn't help but shuddered and said: "Forget it, I'm... not that weird!"
Yan Xiqian said nothing, but her thoughts were written in her eyes.
Yan Xiqian kicked her feet back and forth and said, "It's been a long time since you washed my feet."
The young man shook his head and said: "No, it's just that whether I can leave now depends on His Majesty the Demon King's decision."
Although Yan Xiqian didn't care about this man's life or death, if you think about it carefully, he was just a weasel struggling to survive in the wilderness. Life was not easy to begin with, so why bother to make things difficult for him again.
Qing Yanci carried her down the mountain.
The two slept together until the next morning.
Cheng Jianghai smiled and said: "Silly girl, these men are all the same. Some small actions outside are normal, so don't control them like this. He is still young now, and he can still care about you in everything and be fond of you. Wait until
Thousands of years later, or even tens of thousands of years later, if you look back, you will see that this man is just a man and has no longevity."
Yan Xiqian couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I thought you would like it, but I didn't expect you to be quite picky!"
Qing Yanci lowered his eyes and kissed her lips. His cheeks turned red. Fortunately, the light was dim and it was not easy for others to notice.
He seemed to have really seen a living carrot, smiling at him tenderly.
He raised his eyes warily and looked at Yan Xiqian's face.
After that, he waved his hand and said, "Let Dad take a nap and go out and play by yourself!"
Yan Xiqian saw all this and couldn't say she wasn't shocked.
These three short words made the young man's eyes become gentler.
The weasel boy looked at the pills in Yan Xiqian's hand and stared blankly.
Probably sensing her approach, the young man turned around and gave her a gentle smile.
She took out a pill from her arms, handed it to the weasel boy, and said: "This is the antidote. You can leave after taking it!"
At this moment, Yan Xiqian's anger was gone.
As soon as she went out, she saw the weasel boy rolling back in despair. She only raised her eyes to glance at Yan Xiqian, then lowered her eyes and apologized, "I just didn't understand the rules. I hope the girl doesn't mind."
Yan Xiqian hummed and sat down obediently to wait.
He seems like a good father, but sometimes some of his ideas make people think he is weird.
The mature weasel boy showed a not too mature expression on his face. It was a kind of embarrassment, shame, and even a bit at a loss.
She sighed, thinking that after she and Yan Ci found the Qilin Horn, could they really escape unscathed?
Is there any room for maneuver when Cheng Jianghai wants them to stay?
If it really comes to the point of having to solve it by hand, can she and Yan Ci join forces to fight him?
These problems made Yan Xiqian feel complicated.
The young man gently pressed against the top of her head, and his ethereal voice came along the bones, "Compared to carrots, I prefer A Qian."
She didn't make any demands, but let him figure it out on his own.
The young man smiled and said, "No, it's not troublesome."
Yan Xiqian wants to raise a pearl for Qing Yanci. This is the best gift she can give him.
Yan Xi said lightly: "Then I will show you whatever you like me to wear."
The weasel boy was still standing where he was, motionless.
He quickly stopped his hand and added more cold water with some embarrassment.
Yan Xiqian sighed, "Also just now, I can't bear to hear others say something bad about me. I have a bad temper. You come and I go. It's even. Let's go!"
When she looked up, she had already reached the top of the mountain.
Yan Xiqian snorted and said, "I don't care. If he really doesn't like me one day, I won't let him go first!"
He didn't even look at Yan Xiqian, but squatted down at the door like an obedient servant.
Cheng Jianghai and the weasel boy didn't return home all night. Yan Xiqian originally went to settle the score with Cheng Jianghai, an old man.
The young man took the pill immediately and said nothing, but something was flowing in his lowered eyes.
When mentioning this matter, Yan Xiqian snorted unhappily and said: "I couldn't agree with him about going together. He said you only like me now that you are young. As time goes by, you will
Don’t like it anymore.”
The young man smiled like a spring breeze, "Have you gone to talk to your adoptive father?"
Only then did Yan Xiqian regain her composure and walked in to pour water.
Cheng Jianghai saw what she was thinking and said, "Dad is thinking about you too. Rather than wait until he loses interest in you and becomes disgusted with you, why don't you just follow him and let him remember your kindness, and forget about it in the future?"
There are no feelings anymore, at least there are still good things about you that he can remember."
I saw the weasel boy limping this way carrying Cheng Jianghai who was still awake.
Not long after, Qing Yanci had returned with water and was heating it with spiritual power.
Qing Yanci opened his palm and showed it to Yan Xiqian, "Not clean!"
He said this several times, but every time Yan Xiqian heard it, she felt happy.
How dare this old bastard lead her people outside to cause mischief?
After Yan Xiqian listened, he raised his eyes and glanced at the small wooden house, then nodded and left.
"That's fine as it is. I don't have any special preferences." The boy said.
These words succeeded in irritating Yan Xiqian, and she immediately kicked the man, "Who do you think you are talking to?"
Then, the man came over.
Under the warm sunlight, the boy's body seemed to glow.
Speaking of that incident, Qing Yanci felt a little guilty and did not dare to speak.
The man laughed, patted Yan Xiqian's head and said, "What? Are you angry that I took Qing Yan to leave outside?"
To be continued...