The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Chapter 184: Everyone dislikes the vixen and she becomes a heartthrob (14)

"Di Shijun."

"Ok?"

On this steep and dark mountain road, the sleepy girl's voice was sweet and soft, "You are very, very, very... important to Pan Shu..."

Emperor Shijun's heart trembled.

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

He restrained his soaring love in his heart.

He wanted to ascend to immortality and kill all those who bullied him in the world. He couldn't... give her any hope.

Otherwise, it will be harmful to myself... and to her.

When she returned to the cabin, the girl was already asleep.

Di Shijun fetched a bucket of water from the river, put it in a pot to boil, and gently wiped the wounds on her legs and abdomen.

Then he carefully picked out the gravel from the wound.

He took out a hard-to-find high-quality elixir from the ring space, ground it into powder, and gently applied it to her wound.

The moonlight illuminated a corner of the room.

The man sat beside the bed and gently tucked the girl's quilt.

She seemed uncomfortable sleeping and turned over.

The shirt was pulled down a little.

Emperor Shijun hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes and tremblingly opened her coat with trembling hands. Just as he was about to leave, the girl suddenly grabbed his hand tightly and whispered unconsciously, "...Don't leave."

The soft touch under his hands made Emperor Shijun freeze in place.

Suddenly, it was like being struck by lightning.

Even if he is untouched...

You should know what it is...

But the next moment, Emperor Shijun touched a very deep scar.

He lowered his eyes.

After a moment, he stared at the girl's stunning appearance in a complex manner for a long time.

Even though the scar has healed.

But he knew that someone had pierced his heart with a sword there.

So why can't she remember anything except her name?

Who erased her memory?

Who is she?

Lord Emperor Shi had touched her very bones, but he had no qualifications for cultivating immortality.

The girl obediently lay on his lap, her small and red mouth slightly opened, and all the hot breath she breathed sprayed on the top of Emperor Shijun's thigh, and most of the tips of his ears suddenly turned red.

He was about to push her away.

But she held him tighter.

The foggy fox eyes held a hint of flirtatiousness without knowing it.

Emperor Shijun held his breath nervously, feeling that the time was extremely difficult.

Fortunately.

The girl opened her eyes and saw that it was him. She rubbed her furry head against his belly, then obediently closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Emperor Shijun was so angry that she rubbed him all over.

He gently stroked her cheeks, which were very smooth and soft, to make sure she was asleep, then gently put her back on the pillow, closed the door and went out quietly.

The sound of watering outside the door lasted for a long time.

until much later.

Desire subsides.

It was getting brighter.

Pan Shu lazily opened her eyelids and curled her lower lip coquettishly.

A few hours later, Pan Shu got up and opened the door. Emperor Shijun was returning from Birdsong Mountain carrying a basket of magic bone grass.

Qingyi was also wet by the morning fog.

Seeing Pan Shu wake up, Emperor Shijun smiled warmly and said, "Now Ah Shu can relax and read the book."

Pan Shu glanced at the bamboo basket full of magic bone grass and slowly curved her lips, "Yeah."

"It's time to eat. I'll serve the rice." Di Shijun put down the bamboo basket, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Ban Shu leaned against the door.

Watching the male protagonist serving rice and cleaning the pot, he was very diligent.

Gee.

It should be said that it is indeed the light of righteousness.

All the beautiful qualities in the world can be used to describe him?

I really want him to fall into the abyss.

Becoming the opposite of light...

Who made her have a grudge against him.

"A'shu, have you memorized the poems I assigned a few days ago?" Emperor Shijun put the carrots that Banshu quietly picked out back into her bowl and curled his lips helplessly, "Be good and don't be picky. Eating vegetables is good for your health." .”

"Oh."

"Poetry." Di Shijun glanced at her.

"Enter the gate of my lovesickness, and know that my lovesickness is painful, long-term lovesickness, long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness, endless..."

Emperor Shijun was stunned, "Is it this one?"

Pan Shu shook her head.

"I just love it, just like I do to you."

It seemed like she just did it unintentionally.

Emperor Shijun did not move for a long time.

He looked into her clear eyes.

After a moment, he lowered his handsome eyebrows.

She doesn't understand anything.

What on earth is he thinking about...

"Brother." The little girl called him, "Can I call you that?"

Emperor Shijun softened his heart and said, "Ah Shu can call you whatever you want."

"elder brother."

This title came out of her full and red lips, and it was tinged with an ambiguous and charming feeling for no reason.

Emperor Shijun felt his heart beating like a drum.

"Can I kiss you?"

"What... what..."

Pan Shu gently pressed against the corner of his lips, opening and closing her lips, and her delicate red tongue could be vaguely seen, "Can I... kiss my brother?"

Before Emperor Shijun could react, the girl got into his arms, hugged his neck and carefully licked the seam of his lips, pressing against his lips little by little.

There was an ambiguous sound of water falling outside the window.

Emperor Shijun's breath gradually became confused under the girl's jerky licking and kissing.

He slowly lowered his hands and unconsciously hugged her slender waist.

The petite and sweet girl was almost embedded in his arms.

It seemed like he was pushing harder.

She would be kneaded into his bones and blood.

Eternal life cannot be separated.

The tip of her tongue is really soft.

Emperor Shijun thought drowsily.

He couldn't help but part his lips and let her wet and soft tongue slide in playfully.

In the afternoon, the rain gradually stopped.

Pan Shu leaned back slightly and called softly with blurred eyes, "...brother."

Emperor Shijun held the back of her head with his other big hand, pressed her close, and began to behave like a guest.

He gently absorbed the sweetness from her lips.

Nibble away bit by bit, eat the marrow and know the taste.

The deep-buried love that had been dormant at the tip of my heart burst out of the ground again, carrying boundless itching and growing wildly.

The prison of reason was completely torn apart.

——He wants to be the prisoner of crime.

But he can't.

When all the absurd sanity was lost, he gently let go of her. The girl seemed tired and leaned lazily on his chest, muttering in a low voice, "Brother is so fierce."

"……Um."

Emperor Shijun gently closed his eyes.

"Who taught you that?" He gently stroked her hair in a complex manner.

"Oh, I read it in a book."

"what book?"

"Here."

Pan Shu took out an old book from her arms. The three big characters on the book almost made Emperor Shijun lose his temper on the spot!

——A erotic picture.

"Where did it come from?" His voice was a little hoarse, as if he was suppressing lust.

"Picked it up on the mountain."

She licked her lips and said, "It feels so comfortable, brother."

She doesn't understand anything, so she is frank and straightforward.

However, her explicit and undisguised words made Emperor Shijun react in embarrassment...

"Brother, you are so hard here, it makes me feel so uncomfortable." She murmured softly like a little kitten.

Di Shijun hugged her tightly silently, his lips gently pressed against her cold ear, "Be good, let me hold you for a while."

His cold-white hands with raised wrist bones gently rubbed Pan Shu's small earlobes.

It seemed like he was playing with some kind of delicate gadget.

After a while, he pretended to ask casually, "Who caused the injury on your chest?"