"Sister Lan, okay, stop busy, sit down and eat something together." In Lan Ruoxue's bamboo house, Xuanyuan Xiang sat quietly at the table. Looking at Lan Ruoxue busy in and out alone, Xuanyuan Xiang's eyes seemed to be deeply trapped in Lan Ruoxue's figure. Such a plain life is how many ***** Xuanyuan Xiang hopes to live...

"Okay..." Lan Ruoxue gave Xuanyuan Xiang a white rice, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arms, and sat naturally beside Xuanyuan Xiang, looking at Xuanyuan Xiang with a happy smile, silently trying to speak, "Time is tight and there is no preparation. Do you want to taste it and see if it tastes delicious?"

"Delicious!" Although Xuanyuan Xiang had not tasted it yet, he knew that the food made by Lan Ruoxue must be the best. For nothing else, just for this love. At this moment, Xuanyuan Xiang actually had no resistance to Lan Ruoxue as usual. On the contrary, there seemed to be a voice in his heart, wanting to get close to the woman in front of him. Perhaps Xuanyuan Xiang's heart had been frozen for too long, and suddenly a woman so kind to him appeared, which made Xuanyuan Xiang open all his heart.

From the little things in the Lotus Villa, to the misunderstanding when they met, and the heart-to-heart talk in the back mountain of the Lotus Villa, to the little things that have been passed by over the years, to the tears of Lan Ruoxue's protection for himself not long ago, and the tearful embrace outside this bamboo house, Xuanyuan Xiang has never been a heartless and unkind man. A red figure slowly appeared in Xuanyuan Xiang's mind. The pretty red figure belonged to Tang Yue'er, but Tang Yue'er and herself seemed to have been broken since the separation of the martial arts hall. After hearing Tang Yue'er's infatuation in Murong Qian's mouth, Xuanyuan Xiang really blamed himself for a long time in his heart, and it also rekindled Xuanyuan Xiang's memories of that year.

But time passed, Xuanyuan Xiang had figured it out a lot. That night at the fork in the road outside Suzhou City, Xuanyuan Xiang did not choose to go to Murong Mansion because he knew that he was no longer worthy of this third lady of the Tang Sect. Perhaps God had just played a good joke for each other, but now he is just a little disciple in the Pure Land Valley, or he is not even a disciple now. Because he offended the Valley Master and the Buddhist Altar, even the ghost messenger Li Tian had to use the lie of pretending to die to gain a little space for him to survive. Tang Yue'er is now the third lady of the Tang Sect. This contrast between good and evil and the huge gap in identity is the reason why Xuanyuan Xiang decided to compromise with fate. Perhaps her sadness will only be a matter of a while, and not meeting again is the magic pill that can heal the fastest time, so Xuanyuan Xiang chose to avoid it.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" As soon as she was stunned, Lan Ruoxue was always paying attention to Xuanyuan Xiang's every move, and naturally she realized that Xuanyuan Xiang was unnatural. She originally thought it was because the food she made was not delicious, but when she looked at Xuanyuan Xiang, she didn't look like her. However, it has to be said that Lan Ruoxue's look of not being very happy with her pouting, it made people feel even more turbulent.

"Ah, there's nothing, eat." Xuanyuan Xiang, who came to his senses, looked at Lan Ruoxue but was not in the mood to say anything else. Perhaps he had just made his heart clear again because he suddenly remembered Tang Yue'er. As he said that, Xuanyuan Xiang put a piece of meat on Lan Ruoxue, "Sister Lan, you eat more. In order to take care of me these days, I have troubled you a lot."

"What... aren't these all voluntarily?" I thought that after these days of getting along with each other and the embrace of that day, the relationship between the two would be somewhat progressive. Even if it was not the case, Xuanyuan Xiang should have understood his thoughts, but why is Xuanyuan Xiang still so lightly speaking now?

"You eat more, you haven't had a good meal at Jianzhong these days. Take advantage of the good rest today and don't think about those unhappy things." Soon Lan Ruoxue came out of the depression. Xuanyuan Xiang was away from his feelings like today. "After the meal, I'll bandage your wounds for you." Lan Ruoxue lowered his head and stomped the rice in the bowl, while whispering.

Xuanyuan Xiang was slightly stunned, but soon came to his senses. He raised his head, looked at Lan Ruoxue's shy expression, and said blankly, "Okay, then I'll bother senior sister."

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"What did you do at the sword tomb? Look at the wounds are so deep, and there are many old wounds." After dinner, Lan Ruoxue brought the medicine box and carefully held Xuanyuan Xiang's hands. However, in addition to the new wounds that were still bleeding, there were many old wounds. Looking at Xuanyuan Xiang, Lan Ruoxue couldn't understand what he had experienced in the sword tomb. Why did so many wounds out of thin air? Or did Xuanyuan Xiang still have many things to say to him in the sword tomb?

"It's okay, just apply some minor injuries, just apply some medicine." Xuanyuan Xiang could not tell the strangeness of the sword tomb, because that would only make Lan Ruoxue worry more about him. In Xuanyuan Xiang's opinion, this minor injury was really nothing. So, Xuanyuan Xiang knew in his heart that he must find a way to suppress the backlash power brought to him by the crying blood. Otherwise, if he lets continue like this, I'm afraid that the problem will not be solved by such ejaculation in the future.

The more relaxed Xuanyuan Xiang's tone was, the more worried Lan Ruoxue was. However, she had asked many questions. Without Xuanyuan Xiang, Lan Ruoxue had no idea. What she might be able to do was to apply medicine to Xuanyuan Xiang quietly like now. But maybe such a life is quite good. You can see your sweetheart every day and do your best for him. Perhaps this is the life Lan Ruoxue is looking forward to. Thinking of this, Lan Ruoxue rebelled.

He didn't bother with the source of Xuanyuan Xiang's wounds, but just quietly looked at Xuanyuan Xiang. When the eyes met, Lan Ruoxue only felt that his heart was about to jump out. He didn't know when he felt moved by Xuanyuan Xiang, but he imagined the time they spent together in his mind countless times, but Lan Ruoxue never expected that when all this really became reality, he would blush so unscrupulously.

Facing Lan Ruoxue's deep eyes, Xuanyuan Xiang's heart seemed to have stopped at this moment, and his eyes were as clear as water, but Xuanyuan Xiang clearly saw a trace of heat from it. It was this little bit of heat that caused a stir in Xuanyuan Xiang's heart.

"Hu..." For some reason, suddenly, Xuanyuan Xiang actually let out a long sigh. Perhaps it was because of the uneasiness in his heart that made Xuanyuan Xiang difficult to think calmly, and wanted to calm himself down in this way.

But this sound seemed to Lan Ruoxue to have something intent. He thought it was because of his inattention that he had hurt Xuanyuan Xiang. Lan Ruoxue said softly, "What's wrong? Did you hurt you?" As he spoke, Lan Ruoxue lowered his head again and blew gently to Xuanyuan Xiang's hands.
Chapter completed!