Shen Yunyao was transformed into the enchanting female counterpart in the fairy tales, with golden elixir cultivation in hand, and she walked around the sect with the title of "Second Senior Sister" - after all, there was a master brother in the Nascent Soul stage who doted on her.
It wasn't until Xiao Heng, the young junior brother who came out of the cold world, entered the school, that Shen Yunyao's heart, which was so idle after wearing a book, suddenly came to life.
"Junior brother, come with me to the back mountain to pick spiritual fruits~"
"Junior brother, look at my new whip technique. Is it sharper than your sword?"
"Junior brother, they all say that you and I look like husband and wife..."
She teased him day after day, watching the young man in white clothes Shengxue's figure dyed a thin red, but her eyes were always covered with a layer of ice. Shen Yunyao got tired of playing, turned around and leaned towards the gentle and considerate Senior Brother, smiling brightly: "It's better to be Senior Senior Brother."
His wrist was suddenly grasped with such force that it almost shattered his bones. Xie Qingci locked her tightly in his arms from behind, his hot breath hitting the nape of his neck, his eyes that were once as cold as moonlight were frighteningly red, and his tone was paranoia tempered by poison:
"Second Senior Sister, do you dare to smile at him again?"
Intention: In relationships, it is better to let go than to stay. Paranoia cannot buy sincerity.
