Juan Wang and his wife are also acting affectionately today

Chapter 35 Evil things.

Hearing this, Xiang Zhihan coughed even more fiercely, a layer of blush appeared at the end of his eyes, his long and curly eyelashes were stained with tears, he looked a little sick and weak, and he looked very pitiful.

"No.. No need. I'm sick. If I share the bed with you, I'm afraid I'll make you angry."

Jiang Buwan: It's alright, if you act again, I won't accept the offer.

Let you freeze on the soft couch alone.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid." Jiang Buwan said, and went to help Xiang Zhihan to get up.

In the end, instead of helping him up, she fell down herself, and fell into Xiang Zhihan's arms, her nose hit his hard chest, causing pain.

Xiang Zhihan snorted and asked, "Wanwan, are you okay?"

Jiang Buwan covered his nose and said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

Xiang Zhihan's body was terribly hot, and she fell into his arms, as warm as being next to a stove in winter.

"Husband, let's go." Jiang Buwan said, "I'm hugging you now, and if I want to get over my sickness, I'll be over a long time ago."

Looking down at Xiang Zhihan, Jiang Buwan leaned against his arms, her skin was white and tender, like an egg with its shell peeled off, and a few strands of black hair on the top of her head brushed against his chin, making him a little itchy.

He lowered his head, the faces of the two of them were getting closer and closer, Jiang Buwan's plain white hands were tugging at the hem of his clothes, the room was extremely quiet, except for the crackling of the candle, there was nothing else.

Jiang Buwan closed her eyes lightly, and pressed a soft and hot lips against hers.

He didn't seem to know what to do, but just pressed close, Jiang Buwan quietly opened his eyes, only to see Xiang Zhihan looking down at her, with an indescribable look in his eyes, both shocked and satisfied and confused.

His hands wrapped around her waist, getting tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to press her into his body.

With just one kiss, Xiang Zhihan held her in his arms and kissed her for a long time. When he let her go, Jiang Buwan felt his mouth was swollen.

"Sorry." Xiang Zhihan looked at Jiang Buwan's slightly red and swollen lips, his eyes were distressed and guilty, "Does it hurt? Do you want to apply some ointment?"

Jiang Buwan shook his head and said, "No need."

She died laughing, she hadn't seen any young couple whose lips were swollen and needed ointment.

Xiang Zhihan licked the corner of his lower lip, he didn't know whether it was guilt or dissatisfaction, he said hoarsely, "I will restrain myself next time."

Jiang Buwan looked at Xiang Zhihan with fiery eyes, did you look like you were trying to restrain yourself?It was as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

Jiang Buwan intentionally teased him, "Husband, now that I've kissed you too, the sickness will be over long ago, so you have no reason to refuse now, right?"

Xiang Zhihan blushed and said, "Yes."

Jiang Buwan found out that Xiang Zhihan must belong to Mensao, the type who wants others to take the initiative even though he wants to.

The next day, Jiang Buwan looked at his lips in the mirror. After a night, the red and swollen lips from last night had returned to their original state, and there was no trace of swelling at all.

Jiang Buwan's reasonable suspicion is that Xiang Zhihan quietly used spiritual energy to help her recover last night.

After getting dressed, she went to Hongmeng Academy to teach the children as usual.

Now the children listening to her lectures are getting older, and she will not only teach them literacy, but also teach them some classics.

Seeing that she taught well, the people in the town would often take the initiative to send her some of their own things.

Although it is not a valuable thing, it is the love and love of the people in the town for her.

When she first opened the academy, most people in the town didn't understand and watched the excitement, but as time went by, everyone recognized Jiang Buwan's identity as Master Jiang, and even many parents would tell their daughters, you should study hard now, and you can teach like Master Jiang in the future.

This is the reason why she chose to take to the streets. She knows that before this era, there have been empresses and female figures. Although there are laws and regulations that allow women to become officials, in the eyes of most people, girls only need to be raised and married.

But she just needs to be a role model for everyone, a role model that can make money even by herself, and women can choose what they like, and then the rest of the girls will gradually wake up.

Jiang Buwan thought of this and sighed. Fortunately, the Dao of Heaven is very fair to practice.

Regardless of men and women, if you have spiritual roots, you have spiritual roots, and if you don't have spiritual roots, you don't have them. Therefore, in the world of cultivating immortals, the status of female cultivators is much higher.

She had just walked to the door of Hongmeng Academy when someone called her suddenly.

The voice is low and hoarse, and it sounds uncomfortable, as if someone is talking in your ear.

Jiang Buwan looked back, and saw a frighteningly white young man standing under the eaves. His curly hair like seaweed was casually draped behind his head, his eyelids were light purple, and his facial features were beautiful, like a ghost crawling out of a storybook.

Jiang Buwan looked up at the sky. The frequency of handsome young men appearing in Qingshui Town is quite high recently.

"Come here~" The man lifted his arms weakly and waved at her, as if he would fall to the ground in the next second.

Jiang Buwan: If you're so weak, don't do bad things like others.

"What do you want me for?" Jiang Buwan asked.

Seeing that Jiang Buwan was not charmed by him, he frowned in confusion, as if wondering why.

Jiang Buwan: She doesn't look very smart either.

This evil thing can't only see the face, can it?
Jiang Buwan believed that she didn't know the evil thing in front of her, and the evil thing would not come to her for no reason, most likely it was related to Xiang Zhihan.

It's time to add some spice to the ordinary life.

Jiang Buwan thought so, pretended to be lost, and walked slowly in front of him.

The evil thing was startled instead. He took a step back, as if thinking, why did it suddenly work again?
He looked at his hands in confusion. Could it be that he had been sealed for too long, not only did his behavior become slower, but also his spells became slower?

Jiang Buwan: Maybe your brain is also slowing down.

Can this evil thing do it?

Jiang Buwan looked at the evil creature who was frightened back by her, and secretly complained.

A pair of hands as cold as ice held her, and the hands of the evil thing were icy and slippery, like a ball of cold snot.

Jiang Buwan held back for a long time before he could not shake him off.

The evil thing pulled her to the front, staring at her with green eyes, he suddenly said, "Your husband made me lose my love, and I want him to taste the taste of despair."

Jiang Buwan: So even the evil things in the lower world have become love brains?

Jiang Buwan said that she didn't understand the world. She didn't know whether it was her problem or the world.

The gods in the upper realm are busy dating, and the evil creatures in the lower realm are also busy dating?
(End of this chapter)