The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 669 Raising Miaojiang Priests (29)

After waiting for a while, Aunt Jiang opened the door and went in.

I looked around, but there was no one inside.

Aunt Jiang raised her eyebrows, she closed the door and walked in, found a chair and sat down.

Not even here, where did you go?

[Where is Sui Yun? 】Aunt Jiang asked Nai Tuanzi while looking at Sui Yun's room.

The furnishings inside are simple and clean, with a table, two chairs and a bed. There are some silver ornaments hanging on the walls, which look very intricately carved. The patterns on them are very ancient, and there is a mysterious atmosphere.

Nai Tuanzi looked it up: [Still in the ancient village and didn't go out, he must be busy with something. 】

Aunt Jiang raised her eyebrows knowingly, but said nothing.

After all, as a priest, it is normal to be busy with many things every day.

Aunt Jiang couldn't help yawning after sitting for a while. She went to bed early last night, but she got up early to catch up with work and filmed the morning scene, and her body was already exhausted.

She thought that Sui Yun would not come back for a while, so she got up lazily, went to the bed and lay down on it.

Opening the neatly stacked light blue quilt on the side, Aunt Jiang covered her body with it, curled up into a ball, and began to droop her eyelids, drooping from time to time, looking extremely tired.

On the quilt, there was a faint cedar fragrance unique to Gu Suiyun, which was extraordinarily cool and wrapped around her whole body, making Aunt Jiang extraordinarily relaxed.

A familiar feeling swept over, and gradually, the whole person relaxed his vigilance, and fell asleep defenselessly.

When Suiyun came back, he opened the door and came in and realized that there was another person in his room.

His brows were slightly drawn, and his expression was indifferent and dull.

It shouldn't be someone from the village, no one dared to enter his room without his permission.

After closing the door, the cold and alienated beauty walked in slowly, and the small silver bells around her waist and on the ends of her hair swayed slightly, making a subtle 'ding bell' sound.

A silver butterfly surrounded the beauty, and finally his footsteps stopped by the bed.

Sui Yun's expression seemed to have froze a bit, and the slightly drawn brows unconsciously relaxed, he pursed his lips lightly, his eyes covered by pure white satin lowered his eyelashes.

He just stood quietly by the bed for a while, and then turned sideways to leave.

The cold blue gown was embroidered with ancient and mysterious totems, mixed with black elements, a strand of black hair was tied with a ribbon, and a small silver bell was attached to the end of the hair, falling on his chest together.

His wide sleeves were rolled up, and his fingertips were held from behind.

Sui Yun paused, then stopped.

He didn't turn around, but he could clearly feel that the girl's soft body was lazily lying on his back, and the hand that was held by the fingertips was released, and then both hands were placed on his shoulders.

The girl's voice is soft and confused after waking up, "Guess who I am~"

The ending was deliberately protracted, coquettish, provocative for no reason, and the tips of the ears couldn't help but blush.

The cold and distant beauty priest looked calm, "Miss Jiang." His voice was calm and indifferent.

Aunt Jiang yawned lazily, while playing with Suiyun's hair, it was so smooth that Aunt Jiang couldn't help asking him: "The hair is so long, what shampoo do you usually use? Do you need maintenance?"

The beauty priest brushed her hand away coldly, took a step forward, distanced herself from her, and then turned around calmly.

He is very tall, probably close to 1.9 meters, taller than He Zhisheng.

(End of this chapter)