When I opened my eyes, my fox became a yandere villain

Chapter 192 Final Chapter

Seeing this, several other happy people burst out laughing.

Xiao Yan pouted, "Brother, why are you helping outsiders!"

Yan Chenjue snorted softly, "You don't need to help outsiders, I will remember how you messed up on the day I got married, and you will come back sometime in the future."

Xiao Yan jumped anxiously, "Sister-in-law, look at my brother, he holds grudges, he holds grudges!"

Qing Wu covered his lips and smiled, "Did you forget who he married? I... remember it too!"

The monster officials who had originally made fun of Jiang Mingyun also turned their heads to make fun of Xiaoyan, and it was very lively and lively for a while, so happy.

Jiang Mingyun held Jiang Qibai's hand tightly from the beginning to the end, and never separated.

Giving up the joy, Qing Wu and Yan Chenjue sat down at the wine table.

Not long after, Jiang Mingyun came out to toast.

The first table to respect was Qingwu's table. Jiang Mingyun held up the wine glass, and the smile on his face never went down.

Qing Wu said with a smile: "Young Master Jiang, your wine quality is not good, drink less."

Rarely, facing Qingwu's teasing, Jiang Mingyun didn't get angry, but nodded politely, and said solemnly: "I, Jiang Mingyun, can have today thanks to you. I will respect you alone for this cup."

Qing Wu, who didn't intend to drink alcohol at first, drank the wine in the glass very boldly after hearing this sentence.

After all, it was Qibai and Young Master Jiang's wedding, Qingwu was really happy and drank a few cups.

Anyway, having a nanny who can feed Yanyan is not a big deal.

Qingwu was a little bit drunk when she was on the brink of excitement, so Yan Chenjue didn't let her drink any more.

"What? You allowed me to drink just now, and now you regret it?" Qing Wu sneered, squinting one eye at Yan Chenjue.

I don't know if it's a problem with the light and angle.

The young man was dressed in a dark red robe, and he clearly had a monstrous appearance, but at this moment, he actually looked like a tall fairy.

Qingwu curled his lips and teased him, "Could it be... you're afraid? Afraid that I'll bully you?"

Yan Chenjue looked at her crookedly, as if she might fall down at any moment.

He quickly supported her shoulder, "Sister Qing, you are drunk, let's go back!"

Qingwu waved his hand, "I'm fine, I'm not drunk, don't look at me like this now, my mind...is sober."

The young man lowered his eyes and smiled, "Alright, alright, sober, sober, but it's getting late, you should go to bed."

The man in his arms looked up at the sky, and sighed, "Such a big sun, you told me to sleep? Did you think I was drunk and fooled me?"

Yan Chenjue glanced helplessly at the moon hanging high in the sky, and sighed, "I'm really drunk."

Hearing his words, Qingwu giggled, put one hand on Yan Chenjue's shoulder, and said: "I was joking with you, am I being cheated?"

Seeing her smug look, Yan Chenjue touched her face, the pampering in his eyes almost overflowed, "Yes, Sister Qing is too good, how can you deceive me?"

Qingwu grabbed his hand, put it on his cheek, tilted his head and said: "Who told you to always lie to me before, I want to lie to you too."

Yan Chenjue's eyes deepened a little, and just about to say something, Xiao Yan couldn't help but opened his mouth, "I said brother, sister-in-law, are you two...too disgusting? I still eat!"

Yu pinched Xiaoyan's arm, "Stop talking, eat quickly."

Saying that, a chicken leg was stuffed into Xiaoyan's mouth.

Yan Chenjue simply got up, helped Qingwu stand up, and then said to his mother: "Let's go back first."

But Qingwu refused to let go, slapped and yelled, "Who said I'm going back? I'm not full yet!"

The boy took advantage of the situation and grabbed Qing Wu's hand, and hugged him horizontally, "Let's go back to eat, sister Qing is more obedient."

Under Yan Chenjue's gentle forehead kiss, Qing Wu calmed down, lying obediently in Yan Chenjue's arms like a little rabbit.

Back in the dormitory, Yan Chenjue took two anti-alcohol pills for Qing Wu, and helped her to lie down.

Seeing Qingwu staring straight at him with wide open eyes, his ears were a little red.

There is still a moment for the hangover pill to take effect, Yan Chenjue seems to be making a decision.

After a long period of psychological construction, Yan Chenjue finally walked into the cubicle slowly.

Seeing him leave, Qingwu sat up unsteadily.

Maybe it was because he got up too quickly, or maybe the anti-alcoholic medicine had taken effect, Qingwu felt a little dizzy for no reason when he got up.

In fact, she was a little drunk just now, but it's not that she has no thinking ability, it's just that she is relatively slow.

Qing Wu patted his head, thinking about what Yan Chenjue did in the cubicle.

Various possibilities came to mind, but nothing came to a conclusion.

So, Qingwu simply turned over and went to the cubicle, rubbing his head.

At this moment, how could the young man in the cubicle not know Qingwu's movements, his hands were tightly clutching the hem of his clothes, and the red brocade was wrinkled because of the scratching.

Yan Chenjue's heart was beating wildly, half nervous, half shy.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

It was already night, and there were no oil lamps in the house.

For Yan Chenjue with super insight, there is no obstacle to his vision, even if there is a thick layer of cover in front of him, he can still see the person in front of him clearly.

But Qingwu who has lost his spiritual veins does not have such ability.

Coupled with the fact that he was already a little dizzy and his sight was blocked, Qingwu called out, "Ah Jue?"

Yan Chenjue pursed his lips into a line and did not respond to her.

As a result, Qingwu wondered if he had misread just now.

Maybe Yan Chenjue didn't enter the compartment!

Qingwu shouted again uncertainly, "A Jue, are you here?"

The boy was still silent, but he was holding the hand on the hem of his clothes a little bit tighter, his heart was almost jumping into his throat.

There is no precedent for such a thing, unless Yan Chenjue is angry, he will not ignore Qingwu.

But Qingwu asked himself, he didn't offend her big baby just now, so he really thought he wasn't in the house.

Qingwu was about to turn around and go out when the door behind him was closed with a force.

"..." Qingwu was cold for a while, "A Jue? Is that you?"

The boy finally lowered his voice and said, "It's me, Sister Qing, come here."

Qingwu was helpless, but also heaved a sigh of relief, saying: "I called you just now, why didn't you make a sound? I thought you weren't in the room."

Following his memory, Qingwu groped to the table, just touched the lampstand of the oil lamp, just cast a spell to light it up, and before the flame danced, the light went out again.

In this closed room, neither the windows nor the door was opened, and there was no wind at all.

Then this candle was naturally extinguished by someone on purpose.

Qingwu had no choice but to continue lighting the lamp, this time the flame was extinguished again before it transferred from the fingertips to the oil lamp.

The young man's clear voice came over, "Don't... don't light the lamp, sister Qing, you... come here."

It's obviously a cold voice, but every word and every word is exactly the same as that of a goblin who came out of the deep mountains and specializes in sucking air.

Qingwu smiled, "Why don't you light the lamp? What kind of tricks are you playing again, or are you transformed from some kind of goblin, and you will eat me when I get in the dark?"

The originally nervous boy suddenly laughed because of her words, "Sister Qing knows best what kind of fairy I am?"

That's right, why does he need to change into a fairy, he was originally a seductive vixen.

Qingwu approached step by step in the darkness.

Suddenly, Yan Chenjue shouted, "Be careful, there is a table on the left."

Qingwu was about to go to the right, but almost hit the stool on the ground again.

Yan Chenjue simply pointed his finger, moved the stool, and cleared a path for her.

It was so easy, Qingwu groped and held the boy's hand.

Obviously, Qingwu has held these hands for countless times, but in such a dark environment, Qingwu really likes the cool touch between the young man's fingers.

Qingwu couldn't help smiling, "Although I don't know what the hell you're doing, but your trick is quite interesting, and I'm looking forward to it now."

Yan Chenjue held Qingwu's hands, and the two sat facing each other for a while.

Qingwu couldn't see anything, so he was a little curious about what Yan Chenjue was going to do.

But after waiting for a long time, the other party did not see any action.

Moreover, Qingwu's hands were held by him, and he couldn't make any moves, and the atmosphere became a little stiff.

"That's it, is it over?" Qing Wu asked him.

I thought that he was going to do something bad, but I didn't expect that he would just sit and do it, and at least he could say something.

Yan Chenjue gritted his teeth, breathed lightly, and the oil lamp on the table was lit up immediately.

Probably stayed in the dark environment for a long time, the sudden light made Qingwu close his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, Qingwu was dumbfounded by the scene in front of him.

I saw a dignified and handsome young man in front of me, who was actually a... bride in a red wedding dress and a red hijab?

If it wasn't for the height, Qingwu would even wonder if someone sent Qibai to her room.

The long silence and stupefaction made Yan Chenjue feel a little uneasy, he whispered: "I said not to wear it, I'm like this... isn't it strange?"

For Yan Chenjue, a big man wearing a red hijab and pretending to be a bride is extremely embarrassing.

He let go of Qingwu's hand, trying to take off the red silk on his head, but Qingwu held down his wrist.

Qingwu smiled and said: "Why? How can there be such an impatient bride like you?"

Yan Chenjue was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "You don't like it, and I feel ashamed too. It's better to quickly take off the hijab of this idiot."

He wanted to raise his hand again, but was still tightly held by Qingwu.

Qingwu's voice was soft and delicate, "Baby, I'll come."

Yan Chenjue's shoulders trembled, he loved Qing Wu's gentle voice very much, and also loved the title 'baby' very much.

The boy stopped moving, quietly waiting for Qingwu to lift his hijab.

A slender hand grabbed the hem of the hijab and slowly moved it up.

Yan Chenjue's fox eyes followed Qingwu's hand and gradually moved his gaze upwards until he met Qingwu's smiling eyes.

With just one glance, Yan Chenjue lowered his head embarrassingly, "Is this...is it weird? Sister Qing just read it, but please, please don't tell others."

Qingwu smiled and covered his face with his fingers.

The white porcelain-like skin of a teenager is smooth and delicate. Although it has been touched countless times, it is far from special this time.

Qingwu suddenly understood Yan Chenjue's persistence.

She felt that marriage was just a dispensable ceremony, but now it seems that is not the case.

Even if they get along day and night, the two people who face each other day and night are still passionate at the moment when Dahong's hijab is lifted.

Yan Chenjue lightly rubbed her cheek against Qing Wu's palm, and said in a low voice: "Sister Qing...doesn't you like it?"

Qingwu shook his head, "No, I like it very much, our Ajue is so beautiful, how could anyone not like it?"

She held the boy's hand and pulled him up, "This outfit looks familiar."

Qing Wu raised his eyebrows, with an expression of knowing everything in his heart, but still couldn't help teasing Yan Chenjue.

Sure enough, Yan Chenjue blushed and lowered his head, "I'm not... I'm not afraid that you really put this on Xiao Yan and harm my younger brother."

Qingwu clicked his tongue and said, "I'm afraid that you call Xiao Yan your younger brother only when this is used as a shield."

The boy who had been exposed took a step forward, hugged her neck, and buried his face in the socket of her neck, "Sister Qing, stop talking, I'm going to die of embarrassment."

Qingwu couldn't help smiling, patted him on the back, and said, "Don't be ashamed, it's very good-looking, very good-looking, even more beautiful than ordinary brides."

The young man bit her neck angrily, but he didn't use much force, just a bit of a warning, "Is this a compliment or a joke?"

Qingwu nodded his nose, "Of course it's a compliment."

She tugged at Yan Chenjue's arm, "Relax, let me take a good look."

Reluctantly, the boy let go of his arms, lowered his eyes, and accepted Qing Wu's sizing up and down.

Having seen enough, Qing Wu pondered: "At this time, should I take the bride back to the house?"

Yan Chenjue opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but held back and nodded.

Even if Yan Chenjue didn't say it, Qingwu knew what he wanted to say.

Probably because she was worried about whether she would be able to hug him after she lost her spiritual veins.

But Qingwu's physical strength is very good, even if there is no spiritual vein, it will not be affected.

Bending over and copying his knees, all in one go, Qingwu even bumped him twice on purpose, the young man pretended to be surprised, and hugged her tightly.

Qing Wu said: "It's really unfair, if you can get pregnant too, I'll beat you like this too, to see if you're afraid."

Knowing that she was talking about the time when Huaguangmen was massacred, the young man felt a little guilty and aggrieved.

He pouted his lips and said, "I... didn't know at that time, if I knew, how dare I?"

Qingwu smiled, "Well, for the sake of your sincere admission of mistakes, I won't bother with you."

The corners of Yan Chenjue's lips raised slightly, and he pressed a kiss on her cheek, with a charming and weak voice, "Sister Qing, it's time to enter the bridal chamber."

Qingwu cleared his throat, put on a heroic look, and said, "Let's go, let's enter the bridal chamber!"

(End of this chapter)