Lin Xinglan did not stay for many days before he left. Things were urgent at the Ming Xin Sect, and he couldn't help it even if he didn't want to. Before leaving, his face flushed red as he hugged Shen Jianxi, "You must come to see me."
Under his expectant gaze, Shen Jianxi smiled charmingly, her expression gentle, "I will." Su Dan Novel Network
Receiving her promise, Lin Xinglan cast a reluctant glance at her and turned to leave.
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To be honest, ever since two potential romantic interests left at once that day, Shen Jianxi's pressure had greatly reduced. The main reason was that these three were brothers. If they were to get together, she would be too prone to making mistakes.
However...
"No!" she said sternly, looking at the person by the bedside.
Fu Zi did not speak, just stared at her with a wronged expression, his eyes gradually misting over.
77: ...It was too much to bear.
"No!" Although she still refused, her voice was not as fierce as before.
"Xi Xi, I want to sleep with you." His voice was clear and sweet, like flowing water in a mountain stream, pure and melodious.
Just by hearing his voice, it was difficult to associate him with the devil venerable who killed without batting an eye.
But now, his head was drooping, and the aura of loss emanating from him was almost tangible.
He didn't understand why they could sleep together before, but now they couldn't. Was he disliked?
Thinking of this, Fu Zi's lips pouted, and tears clung to his curled eyelashes, about to fall.
"Xi Xi~" He squatted down and rested his chin on the edge of the bed, "Please~"
Shen Jianxi's heart trembled. This was too much! Moreover, although she knew he was asking to get into bed, hearing him say this with a face that was neither male nor female made her blush uncontrollably.
She turned her head and coughed lightly, slowly moving towards the inside of the bed like a snail, "Here."
"Tsk tsk tsk, host, your willpower is weak!" 77 looked at her wavering resolve with disappointment.
Shen Jianxi argued, "No, it's just that I have an appointment with Cheng Wen Yu tomorrow. If I spend all my time here with him, I'll be mentally exhausted tomorrow. If I'm mentally exhausted, my thinking will be slow, and it will affect my performance."
As if that wasn't enough, she added, "It's for the mission, definitely not for beauty!"
Regarding her excuse, 77 sneered and perfunctorily replied, "Yes, yes, yes."
"..."
Having received her permission, Fu Zi's eyes lit up. He quickly climbed onto the bed with nimble hands and feet, placed his hands on the quilt, and lay there obediently, a happy smile never leaving his lips.
Shen Jianxi dared to let him in because the estrus period of the Great Python of Li Quan Yan had passed. Otherwise, today would have been the same as a few days ago when she knocked him out first.
She had no appointment with Cheng Wen Yu tomorrow, but she planned to visit Aunt Ning at the Cheng family's residence.
Perhaps due to the status of his fiancée, Cheng Wen Yu's affection for her had grown daily during their interactions, reaching 50.
Shen Jianxi calculated and felt that it should break through 70 after their wedding.
She found that Cheng Wen Yu's gentleness and upbringing were ingrained in his bones. No matter what, he would always ask for her opinion, and if she had the slightest unwillingness, he would not force her.
She remembered one day when they were dining together, and one of the dishes was only garnished with mushrooms. She ate very little of it, and since then, mushrooms never appeared on the table when they ate.
He would guide her cultivation, and with Cheng Wen Yu's help, Shen Jianxi could already feel that barrier subtly loosening.
He would secretly watch her making desserts, then go back and make them himself, bringing them to her to taste the next day.
When she said that it was fine to just tell him when she could make it and he wanted to eat it, he would put down the food box in his hand and look at her earnestly, saying, "I only hope that you will be happy every day after you marry me. I can do all the rough and heavy work, and I can learn if I don't know how. You are the wife I intend to marry, so I naturally cannot let you suffer any grievances."
Even so, every time they met, he would give her a hand-carved wooden figurine, each one being her, looking happy, coquettish, or aggrieved...
Shen Jianxi knew that compared to the other potential romantic interests, she had a bit more genuine feeling when dealing with Cheng Wen Yu. In her heart, in this world, compared to Shen Ziqian, she probably regarded Cheng Wen Yu more as an older brother.
Gentle people always made others treat them with the same gentleness.
Fu Zi's breathing had already become steady. Shen Jianxi glanced at him, quietly got up, and stepped over him to sit on the soft couch and cultivate.
As the moonlight deepened, the longing for her from the two in Dong Chang Zhou and Ming Xin Sect grew stronger.
After dealing with yet another woman sent by others to curry favor with him, Qiu Tao looked at the bed that the woman had slept in with disgust. He picked up a wine cup and a jug and sat down with a branch.
He poured himself a glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp, gazing in the direction of Bei Chang Zhou, wondering what she had been doing these past few days.
In recent days, due to the firm stance of the Qiu family, the demons could not be swayed, leading to more and more trouble, making him exhausted. The more this was the case, the more he would think of her and those carefree days.
He originally thought that he was merely interested in her, but after returning, he couldn't help but recall every moment they spent together: her serious expression when making pastries, her appearance when cultivating, her blushing face, her sleeping form, and her sweetness...
All of this made him realize that his feelings might be more than just interest.
He decided that after his senior brother's wedding, regardless of whether she was willing or not, he would take her away.
77: "Beep! Affection +7, current Qiu Tao's affection is 43."
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Since returning to the Ming Xin Sect, Lin Xinglan had not realized that he had not gone down the mountain to buy food for a long time.
Previously, he would go down the mountain four or five days out of seven to find delicious pastries. Since his return this time, apart from finding the demon spies within the sect, he had been more listless than before.
However, he was always very reserved. In 77's words, he was a bit of a withdrawn youth. He could only channel the vague discomfort in his heart into the motivation to find demon spies. It was because of them that he couldn't enjoy those novel and beautiful pastries now!
At this time, they all did not know that soon, they would be able to see her again.
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The next morning, Shen Jianxi and Lu Yuan arrived at the Cheng residence early.
Upon seeing her, Cheng Wen Yu was greatly surprised. His steps clearly quickened: "Sister Jianxi! Why are you here today? Are you..."
He wanted to ask if she was here to see him, but he felt a bit embarrassed to say it.
Placing the teacup on the table, Shen Jianxi smiled charmingly, "I've come to see Aunt Ning."
Cheng Wen Yu felt a pang of disappointment, but he quickly adjusted his mood and said in his usual gentle tone, "Mother is in the backyard. I'll take you."
Although someone had already been sent to announce her arrival, Shen Jianxi thought that given Madam Cheng's current health, every step would be torture. Thus, she nodded, "Then I'll trouble you, Brother Wen Yu."