My Husband Is from the Hehuan Sect

Jiang Lingxi has been feeling a little weak recently. She tossed and turned on the couch, unable to speak. "Can we..." The old wooden boards made a slight sound, and her husband immediately looked over. The tail of his hair tied up high swayed in an arc, and he was tall and high-spirited. He seemed like he shouldn't be here. The remoteness of the country was completely out of place for him. Lin Yunhe stopped talking and stared at her. There was a confusing fire burning in his eyes. Jiang Lingxi didn't dare to look anymore and swallowed back her words of restraint. After all, they are a mortal couple. They can get along for at most ten months, and it won't really hurt their bodies... Right? * Lin Yunhe didn't want to stay. The path to immortality for the proud son of heaven was originally smooth, but this mission of Hehuan Sect brought disaster, and besides, there were still many things he was not satisfied with. His wife was so shy that she couldn't even finish her words every time. So Lin Yunhe would speak for her until she covered her mouth. His wife was too weak to hold any flesh on her body. So he kept it carefully until it felt soft to the touch. * From the first day they met, Lin Yunhe knew that his task target was boring. Cowardly and weak-tempered, he has no enthusiasm at all. Kendo is still fun! So the farce is over, just let it go. It must be that Jiang Lingxi's fear as if she had seen a ghost was so infuriating at that time, that's why he forced himself to break through the entire Huanxi Realm to capture her. "Does Lingxi dislike me?" Lin Yunhe dropped his eyes and stroked her trembling shoulders, "Disciples of the Hehuan Sect are also innocent." Eating Tips *1v1, double clean, he *Weak and reserved x incomprehensible style, the whole story is of this taste, a short emotional story *The female protagonist is a mortal, and the male protagonist is essentially a classic high ponytail swordsman. Due to some reasons, he is temporarily in the Hehuan Sect. *Everyone is born and raised here, no time travel setting Mission: Practice makes perfect