Yuanshin: My Light Novel Looks Cry Keqing

"Keqing, leave this matter to us, you can just go and prepare for the Sea Lantern Festival with peace of mind."

"thank you all."

Ke Qing's eyes flashed tenderness, Han Chen, Ying and Xiao Paimeng are all very good people, so it's no problem to entrust this matter to them.

The dinner came to an end with laughter and laughter.

Keqing didn't forget to tell Han Chen about the room, and said with a smile, "The supplies and Mora I promised before are all in the living room, and they are cleaned every half a month."

"I'm sorry to bother you," Han Chen didn't think much about it, thinking that Qixing had hired someone to do it, and didn't think about anything else at all.

Ke Qing didn't say much, just said goodbye to them with a smile.

Ying dragged Han Chen to walk on the streets of Liyue, and the artistic conception was indeed a little different at this time. After all, their identities and relationship had undergone earth-shaking changes.

"Aren't you going back to the inn?"

Han Chen raised his eyebrows, "My house only has a single bed."

He hadn't considered two people living in it before, so the house he bought wasn't very big, but it was still very comfortable for one person.

Ying blinked her eyes and coughed solemnly, "It's okay, just squeeze."

Paimon: "?"

"what about me?"

Pai Meng was crying with tears in his eyes, are these two people going to abandon her and go to Tie Tie again?Damn it, Mingying used to only hang out with her!

Han Chen was silent for a few seconds. This was really a problem. Paimeng couldn't really keep his eyes open and watch him play cards with Ying.

It seems that the construction of the Dust Song Pot should be put on the agenda as soon as possible. Later, it will be dedicated to Paimeng's entire luxury single room, so that he and Ying can also play cards happily.

In this way a world where no one gets hurt is achieved.

"Then tonight, Su?"

"Hmm...vegetarian!"

Ying nodded slightly, as a temporary compromise, "Then sleep together."

Paimon chuckled, "Tie Tie with Ying!"

They talked and laughed as they walked outside Han Chen's room, and pushed open the dusty door. There was no dust as expected, and the floor was still gleaming.

Ying blinked in surprise, "It's so clean, it seems that Qixing is really cleaning carefully."

Han Chen walked to the corner of the living room and saw the neat supplies and Mora boxes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Liyue Qixing can still work with confidence, it's reliable!

Ying yawned and threw herself onto Han Chen's single bed, rolling lazily, revealing her white belly.

Paimon also threw himself into Ying's chest with a smile, feeling a little sleepy too.

The corners of Han Chen's eyes twitched slightly, and he sat beside Ying and stroked her long hair, "Go and change your clothes before going to sleep, be good."

"Hmm~"

"No."

Ying blinked her eyes and said coquettishly, "I want to sleep."

Han Chen hugged Ying expressionlessly, "You smell like sea breeze, I'm going to get seasick." The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he carried Ying into the bathroom.

Put it directly in the wooden bathtub for Ying, and looked at her with a smile.

Ying pouted profusely, and immediately took advantage of Han Chen's inattention to pull him into the bathtub, and turned on the shower with a smile.

The hot and humid atmosphere filled the bathroom, and Ying's clothes were soaked by the water, revealing her snow-white skin.

Han Chen looked at his wife helplessly, "Don't catch a cold."

Ying pressed her body tightly against Han Chen, and said with a chuckle, "It won't be cold this way."

As if he could feel the girl's warm heartbeat through the clothes, Han Chen lowered his head slightly and covered Ying's cherry lips.

Paimon outside the bathroom yawned, thinking how could there be such ink stains after taking a shower, really!

Chapter 144 Ying: Not a womanizer

"I think we need to buy a bigger tub..."

Ying wrapped her delicate body with a bath towel, and said with a reddish face, the wooden barrel in front of her had already been torn apart, and the hot water was spilled all over the floor.

Han Chen covered his face and sighed, "I told you not to be so big." It seems that the decoration plan for the dust song pot will start tomorrow, and in a few days, my house may be demolished.

"Anyway, I'm done washing, let's go to sleep."

Han Chen wiped Ying's wet long golden hair with tenderness in his eyes.

Ying also giggled, she was very cute, I have to say that the girl's skin is well maintained, with pink in the white.

The two returned to the room with a smile, only to see Paimon lying sound asleep in the middle of the bed, with a snot bubble popping out from time to time.

"Pimon is also very cute," Yingying poked Paimon's cheek with a smile, and then ruthlessly hugged Paimon to the corner of the bed.

The girl pursed her cherry lips slightly, and said softly, "Little Paimeng slept soundly, so I won't wake her up."

Han Chen: "?"

Before he could speak, he was dragged onto the bed by Ying. The girl smiled softly, "Don't worry, I will be very gentle."

The next day.

Paimeng opened his eyes in a daze, saw Ying with a hot and humid face, and touched Ying's forehead strangely, "Strange, do you have a fever?"

Han Chen sighed weakly. He shouldn't have believed what Xiaoying said. Yesterday he went through another all night, thanks to Paimeng's sound sleep.

"Maybe it was a little hot yesterday."

Han Chen sat up and explained, helping Ying cover the quilt by the way.

The corners of Paimon's eyes twitched slightly, "But, it's winter now..."

Han Chen: "..."

You know too much, it's time to knife.

after an hour.

Ying stood at the door with big dark circles under her eyes, and said coquettishly, "Han Chen, let me go back to sleep."

The corners of Han Chen's mouth twitched slightly. He seemed to have said this in the early morning. Now it's your turn to beg for mercy, right?

But who told her that this was his wife? Naturally, she had to love her, so Han Chen said softly, "Impossible, let me walk!"

fluorescent:"?"

Han Chen put a coat on Ying helplessly, and rubbed her head, "If you sleep any longer, you'll become a social waste."

Ying puffed her lips and snorted, then hugged Han Chen's arm, "Then where are you going today?"

"Go to Aozang Mountain and ask Liuyun to help me sort out the dust song pot," Han Chen said as a small golden pot appeared in his left hand, which was very similar in appearance to Ying's dust song pot.

Ying blinked, poked it curiously, and said in surprise, "You also have a dust song pot. I thought there was only one dust song pot."

"I'm afraid your pot is already rusted."

Han Chen smiled helplessly, even if he and Ying walked towards the suburbs of Liyuegang, after all, it would be better to find a place with few people. This is not Dao's wife.

Liyue is not an illegal place, and still has to abide by the traffic rules, such as going up and down anywhere.

Ke Qing, who was in the distance, happened to be passing by here. She wanted to go up to say hello to Han Chen, but a smiling Ying appeared in her vision and hugged Han Chen.

The forward steps stopped suddenly.

Ke Qing bit her lip lightly, and did not move forward, an inexplicable emotion flashed in her beautiful eyes, she didn't know what was wrong with her.

Ying and Han Chen were happy to be together, but why couldn't she be happy, let alone send her blessings.

A slight regret flashed in Keqing's eyes, and she turned and left immediately. She is the proud Yuhengxing, so naturally she would not interfere in other people's love.

However, the story of the novel contest that day was still placed in the middle of the bookshelf, like a dream that was destined not to be fulfilled.

Many people have found that Master Yu Hengxing is always confused today, such as wearing his helmet backwards, and signing his signature with a glare.

The little secretary handed Keqing the thermometer very seriously, and came to the conclusion that Lord Yuhengxing had a fever.

As the so-called illness from overwork, Keqing has almost been tense in the past few months, and has hardly rested for half a day. She does not allow any mistakes in the Sea Lantern Festival.

Yu Hengxing was still a young girl after all, even though her physical fitness had been strengthened by the eyes of God, she was still overwhelmed by such long hours of exhaustion.

Keqing was forcibly sent back home by the little secretary. Although she still wanted to continue with the paperwork, she could only lie down due to severe dizziness.

It is only about a month away from the Sea Lantern Festival, Keqing feels very sad, there are still many things that have not been prepared yet,

She can't let accidents occur in the first sea lantern festival that Liyue Port has entered into a new era.

Ke Qing looked at the familiar ceiling and sighed heavily, her beautiful eyes inadvertently saw the guard beside the pillow, her expression was a bit complicated, and she closed her eyes slowly.

Now we need to recover as soon as possible, and time is running out.

Mount Ozang.

Ying widened her eyes and muttered, "Han Chen, Han Chen, look, it's Miss Sister."

As she spoke, she poked Han Chen's waist, leaving Han Chen speechless. It was outrageous for his wife to see women more excited than him every day.

"Miss Shen He, long time no see," Han Chen said with a smile.

The girl sitting cross-legged on the top of Aozang Mountain gently opened her cold eyes, her snow-white hair shimmering in the scorching sun, "Lingxiao Taiji Zhenjun...?"

"It turns out that you have returned, what's the matter?"

Shen He jumped down from the top of the mountain, and nodded slightly to the few people.

"Is your master in the cave? I want to visit for something," Han Chen smiled slightly. Shen He hadn't seen Shen He for a long time, and his killing intent was much weaker than when they first met, which was a good thing for her.

Shen He nodded slightly, "Please follow me."

Ying and Han Chen followed Shen He Shen He, and Ying couldn't help but asked in a low voice curiously, "Han Chen, who is this? He looks more like a fairy than you."

A question mark popped up above Han Chen's head, what the hell, my buddy is still very cool when his vest is exposed, okay?

"That's Shen He, who joined Gan Yu under the sect of True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Feng. He can be regarded as a half-immortal," Han Chen warned with a serious expression after speaking, "Ying, I warn you, don't go up and flirt with others." .”

"Cut..." Ying had an expression of being discovered, and whistled innocently to cover up her embarrassment. Why did she feel that Han Chen could guess what she was thinking recently, so boring.

Pai Mengxu complained, "Ying, your thoughts are written all over your face.

Ying hastily coughed lightly, and withdrew her lustful gaze, Master is a gentleman, not a womanizer!

Shen He stopped outside the cave, and explained: "Master, she is researching new inventions, remember to knock softly on the door before entering."

Han Chen nodded seriously, "I understand," and then kicked the door open.

"Liu Yun, do you miss me?"

Chapter 145 Accompanying you to see the scenery of Tivat

"boom!"

"boom--!"

The corners of Han Chen's eyes twitched slightly, and he fell silent watching the serial bombings in front of him. This has absolutely nothing to do with him, okay?

Master Liuyun borrowed the wind to watch his proud snow-white feathers being blown into black, showing a kind smile.

"roll--!"

"Oh, accident, don't be so indifferent, Liu Yunyun~" Han Chen patted the wings of Zhenjun Liuyun and Borrowing Wind with a dry smile, a trace of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

So what the hell were you doing before, researching explosives?

Ying also laughed and said, "Don't be too sad, there is an old saying in Liyue, what is it called... If the new one doesn't go, the old one won't come?"

Han Chen silently covered his wife's mouth. Are you the one who is so angry? God damn meow.

Master Liuyun borrowed the wind and sighed. After all, he couldn't really kill Han Chen. "Tell me, what do you want me for when you just came back?"

When Han Chen heard that there was something interesting, he hurriedly presented his precious dust song pot, coughed lightly and said, "As the saying goes, friends come from afar... Can you help me decorate the dust song pot? Majesty, your taste!"

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing Wind: "?"

"The decoration is a small problem. You have to prepare all the materials for me. The wood is not used. The main thing is to cherish the metal," Zhenjun Liuyun borrowed the wind and sighed, and began to miss the unsmiling Ling Xiao Taiji who could only pretend to be silent Really king.