When the Heroine Becomes Paranoid

    Tan Lin ate Yuheng Pill, which made a lot of noise. After all, Yuheng Pill was almost comparable to a divine pill.

    But because Tan Lin is a master alchemist at the level of a grand master, and he is escorted by Yu Wennuan in the later stage of the Mahayana realm, no one came to seek death and take pills.

    All day and night, Tan Lin kept screaming and screaming in the room, sometimes it was a painful and sharp roar, and sometimes it was a depressed and swaying trembling sound, which made the warmth unanimously doubt himself It wasn't Yuheng Pill that was given to Tan Lin, but some kind of messy "□□"? !

    How to say the two are also friends, Nuan is still worried about Tan Lin's current situation, although she found out that Tan Lin is not in danger, but his name is too evil, which makes Nuan still have lingering fears.

     "Master, don't worry, talking about the pharmacist will be fine."

    Although Yu Wanzhao did not look down on Tan Lin, but for the sake of Liuyang Dan, Yu Wanzhao still had a trace of respect for him.

    Yes, only a trace of respect.

    The premise is that this guy is not allowed to touch the master, and his words and deeds are too intimate.

    Otherwise, she'll kill him!

      Keep talking about the pharmacist, okay?"

    Yu Wanzhao knew that Tan Lin was in an emergency, but she felt distressed and warm to protect Tan Lin for a day and a night without eating or drinking.

    Warmly seeing that Tan Lin is no longer in serious trouble, he withdraws his spiritual knowledge.

    The spirit stone was placed outside for a day and a night, although it was no different to her body, but her face was obviously pale and weak.

    She nodded and smiled: "It's okay, the talk is over."

     "Okay, Master, let's have some food first, and you can take a good rest after eating."

    Yu Wanzhao looked at her warm pale face in distress, and went to the room with her arms around her waist.

    There are three dishes and one soup on the table, sweet and sour pork loin, braised fish and fried vegetables, and a simple version of egg drop soup.

    Yu Wanzhao gave Wennuan a bowl of soup, "Drink the soup first."

    "Well," I drank it warmly, but the taste has not changed, and it is still as good as ever.

    She saw Yuwan Zhaoguang looking at her and didn't eat, so she smiled: "Don't you eat?"

    Yu Wanzhao put her hands on her face and smiled contentedly: "The disciple watches the master eat, the master is happy, and the disciple is happy."

    "Look at how full I am?" Warmth gave her a bowl, "You also have some soup."

    "Of course I'll be full," Yu Wanzhao took the soup and touched the back of his warm hand along the soup bowl, "After all, Master...it's delicious to eat."

    Warm: "....."

    I really want to break this character, just press her on the table and taste it.

      】The system picks the nasal passage.

    He thought about it warmly, and a light flashed across his eyes, "Although I can't take the initiative, she can."

    The system raised its eyebrows: [You mean...]

    The two looked at each other and smiled, and then a wretched and dissolute smile appeared.

     Warm eyes, pale cheeks flushed slightly.

    Seeing this stunning look, Yu Wanzhao put down the soup bowl in her hand and slowly approached her with warm hands.

    She whispered, "Master?"

    The warm feathers trembled lightly, and whispered: "... um."

    "The disciple wants to kiss you, okay?"

     Warm cheeks flushed red, looked at Yu Wanzhao at a loss, and quickly lowered her head.

    The sound was like a mosquito, and she made a soft "um".

    Yu Wanzhao's eyes were full of color, she stroked her warm face, and kissed her lips, which pressed tightly.

    Warmly closed her eyes, just about to clasp the back of Yu Wanzhao's head to deepen the kiss.

    Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the sky shattered, as if the house had collapsed.

    Yu Wanzhao hurriedly embraced the warmth in her arms and looked at the gray man who suddenly appeared in front of them.

    There was murder in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "...Tan Lin!"

    Tan Lin didn't bother to pay attention to Yu Wanzhao, he pulled out the warmth in Yu Wanzhao's arms, hugged him suddenly, and shouted in surprise: "Warm, I'm okay, I'm okay!"

    Warm: "...."

    I really regret comparing Yuhengdan to this dog!

    "Why do you let go of my master." Seeing that Tan Lin dared to embrace the warmth, Yu Wanzhao suddenly became furious, raised his hand and slashed over.

    The two quickly fought together, and the things in the room were beaten to pieces.

    With a warm sigh, she walked out of the room in the chaos to watch the sunset.

    I think the noise here is too loud, attracting a wave of good people to come to watch, warm and persuade people to leave, so as not to hurt innocent people, but I know that tonight is a coincidence of Ningquan City Couple's Day.

    Qiao Lv Festival, in short and concise, is a festival for mortal men and women or nuns and nuns to find partners and Taoists.

    The two people in the house fought from this room to the other, and when they saw that they were about to reach the room where they warmed, they shouted helplessly: "Don't fight."

    As soon as the voice fell, smoke and dust rose.

    In the smoke that was stirred up, the two of them stood at one end, ready to fight.

    He said warmly and indifferently: "According to the citizens of Ningquan City, today is the Qiaolu Festival, I heard that it is very interesting, do you want to see it?"

    "Okay!" Tan Lin raised his hand first, "I'll go wash and change clothes."

    "Okay, Master."

    Yu Wanzhao performed a cleansing technique to remove all the dust from her body.

    She came to Nuan and quickly held his hand, "Master, let's go first, don't wait for him."

    Wannuan smiled helplessly, and was forcibly pulled out by Yu Wanzhao.

    Tan Lin finished packing and was about to go out when he found that Wennuan and Yu Wanzhao were gone.

    "..." He scolded angrily, "Yu Wanzhao, you unconscionable white-eyed wolf!"

    The lanterns are beautiful at the beginning.

    On the Qiaolu Festival, men and women will hold peony flowers, men will hold white peony flowers, and women will hold pink peony flowers.

    If they are in love with each other, they can give each other the peony in their hands.

    If you refuse, you will directly refuse to give the flower or take off a petal of the person who gave the flower as a souvenir.

    The peony flower used in the Qiaolu Festival has nine petals, which are divided into two layers, five at the bottom and four at the top.

    The two strolled around, just to join in the fun, to see other people's perfect couple, and the male cultivator took the peony flower and asked the female cultivator directly.

    A person who cultivates immortals never cares about red tape.

    The male cultivator is not afraid of the opinions of the world, and the female cultivator is in public to ask for the female cultivator, and the female cultivator has affection for the male cultivator. Duan Tian bestowed good luck.

    Warmly glanced at Yu Wanzhao who was fascinated next to her, the envy in her eyes was plain but also caught by the warmth.

    "Like?"

    Yu Wanzhao paused, "It is natural for lovers to be married."

    "Yeah, it's true that there are lovers who are married." With a warm and light smile, he took Yu Wanzhao's hand and walked out of the crowd, "Then let's go and have fun."

    "What?"

    Yu Wanzhao was pulled away by the warmth in confusion, "Master, where are we going?"

    Warm did not speak, and took Yu Wanzhao back to Tan Lin's house.

    Tan Lin ran out to play, and left the house to Nuan to toss and toss casually. This was when Yu Wanzhao was taking Liuyang Dan, and Nuan He Tan Lin said that he would lend him the house for a while.

    Tan Lin pondered the intention of warmth, and then expressed his speechlessness to them, the dog girl.

    The house was restored to its original state by Tan Lin, as if the war just now had never happened.

    Warm pulled Yu Wanzhao into his room, and in a state of daze, Yu Wanzhao said nervously, "Wanzhao, can you close your eyes first?"

    Although Yu Wanzhao didn't know what Wennuan wanted to do, she still closed her eyes obediently.

    "Good."

    Closing her eyes, Yu Wanzhao secretly found out her spiritual sense.

    "Take back the spirit."

    "..." Yu Wanzhao pursed her lips, "Okay."

    I dare not let go of my spiritual sense and dare not open my eyes. Yu Wanzhao can only feel the changes in the room by her senses.

    She seemed to smell the fragrance of peony flowers, which may have been contaminated when she and Shizun were shopping.

    Master's movements are very light, you can't hear what Master is doing just by hearing?

    "Okay, open your eyes."

    Yu Wanzhao slowly opened her eyes and was shocked by the scene in front of her. No wonder she smelled the very strong fragrance of peony flowers. It turned out that the master filled the whole room with peony flowers.

    "Master?" Yu Wanzhao looked at the warmth, her eyes lighted slightly, "This is...?"

    An unnatural blush appeared on the warm face, "Wan Zhao, do you know the meaning of giving peony to your sweetheart?"

    "....don't know."

    "Peony means sincerity, expressing one's sincerity. For the destined person, giving peony means the sincerity that will never change."

    Warm took out a red peony, in fact, she wanted to get a rose, but unfortunately she didn't.

    She said with bright eyes: "Wan Zhao, are you willing to accept Master's flowers?"

    Pop—

    Pop—

    It sounded like a heart bursting.

    Yu Wanzhao felt that her whole body was filled with happiness and joy, and she was filled with satisfaction.

    The heart beats violently, and the breathing is gradually rapid, as if about to suffocate.

    Yu Wanzhao took the flowers, her eyes darkened, her voice hoarse and short, "Master?"

    Warm eyes with a small smile, "What's wrong?"

    "The disciple wants to serve you, okay?" Yu Wanzhao approached Nuan Nuan and put her arms around her waist, "The disciple wants to touch you?"

    The warm eyes are deep and deep, and the desire is surging but pretending to be puzzled: "How... serve, how to touch?"

    "The disciple is daring and wants to undress for you, and wants to have a spring breeze with you," Yu Wanzhao held her lips and begged in a soft voice, "I hope you will be gracious?"

    The corner of his mouth warmed with a hook, and his smile was evil, like a fox that caught his prey.

    She smiled softly: "Yes."

    "...Master?" Yu Wanzhao's eyes were wet with tears, and her voice was hoarse and weak.

     Her voice was trembling, looking at the welts on Nuan's body, she felt distressed, "Master, do you hurt?"

    "It doesn't hurt."

    "But it hurts so much," Yu Wanzhao's eyes were misty, kissing the scars, each time with pity and guilt, "Master, I'm sorry."

    "Since I'm sorry, then ask for my forgiveness, okay?" Warm drooping eyes, a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

    Yu Wanzhao winked like silk, wrapping her arms around her warm neck, "Disciple Wanzhao... I ask for your forgiveness..."

    Warmly lowered her eyelashes, her voice a bit hoarse and confusing, "Be good, open it yourself."

    "Then..."

    He bowed his head warmly and looked at the scenery in front of him.

     He chuckled and threatened, "...don't close it."

    Speak:

    Darkness at night