Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

In the afternoon, a convoy was driving on Yongdao. Green trees were swaying, flowers were blooming, butterflies were flying on both sides of the road, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

There was no other way. Even though Nangong Xiu Lan was still unconscious, the team had to set off.

Now that Nangong Xiu Lan is still Yao Jia’s nominal husband, she naturally has to take care of her personally.

In order to take care of Nangong Xiu Lan more conveniently, there was one more person in the carriage—Ming Jue.

Mingjue fed a pill to Nangong Xiulan and handed Yaojia a medicine bottle.

"Take one pill a day to adjust your body to the best condition, and then take your blood to make the antidote."

Yaojia took the medicine bottle, took out a pill, put it in her mouth and chewed it.

The pill was not horribly bitter, but rather slightly sweet with a peach scent.

Yao Jia raised her eyes to look at Ming Jue and found that he was staring at her.

What's wrong? "

"Nothing." Ming Jue lowered his eyes and changed the subject, "I will start refining the medicine when we get to Qilian County. Once the love poison is removed, he may recover."

Upon hearing this, Yao Jia looked at Nangong Xiu Lan who was lying on the couch.

Suddenly, I felt a little uneasy, thinking that this carefree Nangong Lanlan would disappear after a while and turn back into the cold, unsmiling, and arrogant Nangong Xiu Lan.

My heart suddenly became heavy and a hint of bitterness emerged.

Ming Jue noticed Yao Jia's hesitation, and a faint smile appeared on his lips as usual, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy that he has returned to his old self?"

Should she be happy? Should she be happy?

Today, Nangong Xiu Lan is well-behaved, obedient, cute, and most importantly, she likes Yao Jia.

While Yao Jia was deep in thought, Nangong Xiu Lan woke up on the couch.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Yao Jia sitting next to him. His eyes suddenly widened, "Madam?"

"Lanlan is awake?" Yao Jia smiled and sat over. "Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

Although she was asking him, she had already poured a glass of water in her hand and motioned for him to get up.

Nangong Xiu Lan sat up, his eyes fixed on Yao Jia, fearing that the Yao Jia at this moment was just a figment of his imagination.

It was not until the warm water flowed into his mouth that he was sure that the person in front of him was Yao Jia, the young lady he had been thinking about day and night.

"Miss..."

Nangong Xiu Lan could no longer control his longing for Yao Jia and hugged her tightly.

His chin rested on Yao Jia's neck, and his nose rubbed against her fair and tender earlobe. "My lady smells so good. Lanlan wants to sleep with me tonight. I want you to kiss me..."

Yao Jia was shocked and hurriedly pushed him away, covering his nonsense mouth, fearing that he would say something shocking again.

He smiled awkwardly at Mingjue, "He...he speaks frankly, don't mind..."

Ming Jue's face had already started to look very bad when Nangong Xiu Lan hugged Yao Jia. Now, hearing him talk about the bed matter so bluntly, his heart felt like it was filled with vinegar and was extremely sour.

Yao Jia and his wife reunited, and he felt that he might be an eyesore if he stayed any longer, so he left a message saying "I'm going to find Lang Yue" and stopped the carriage and got off.

Yao Jia kept watching Ming Jue's leaving figure and didn't notice the triumphant smile on Nangong Xiu Lan's lips behind him.

Seeing that Yaojia was still looking outside, he turned Yaojia's face and asked her to look at him, saying coquettishly, "My lady, don't look at him, look at me, I'm pretty."

Yao Jia looked at Nangong Xiu Lan, wondering if it was her illusion. How come Nangong Xiu Lan seemed to have changed after not seeing him for a year... she couldn't tell how.

While she was in a daze, Nangong Xiu Lan leaned over to Yao Jia's lips and kissed her gently.

Yao Jia widened her eyes, feeling a little overwhelmed.

She finally realized Nangong Xiu Lan, and he became like an adult.

Yao Jia hesitated for a moment and asked softly, "Lan Lan, have you recovered?"

Has he turned back into the original Nangong Xiulan? I remember Su Mu said that his condition would heal itself. Could it be that he has already healed himself?

Nangong Xiulan didn't seem to understand what Yaojia meant. He smiled lightly, with confusion in his eyes, "Madam, what did you say? I just want to kiss you, please kiss me too!"

As he said that, he moved closer to Yao Jia's lips.

His lips were slightly upturned, his eyes became moist with lust, and his fair cheeks were illuminated by the sunlight from the window, as if coated with a layer of divine light.

Yao Jia was completely stunned and her face started to get hot. She had always known that Nangong Xiu Lan was good-looking.

When she was thirteen years old, her mother and father passed away one after another. She had to escort her father's coffin back to Kyoto, and the person who came to Jiangnan to pick her up was Nangong Xiu Lan.

Nangong Xiu Lan's temperament is different from Shuang Hua's beauty and flamboyance. He is calm and introverted. Standing in her daffodil garden in a white robe, she mistakenly thinks he is a flower fairy who has descended to earth.

As soon as I came up, I shouted "Fairy Brother".

Gan!

Beauty can lead to misfortune! Beauty can lead to misfortune!

Yao Jia gently pushed him away, trying to keep a distance from him, "You...you sit tight, the carriage is bumpy and you may fall."

Nangong Xiulan didn't care. Instead, he leaned over to Yaojia's ear and blew softly, "My lady, kiss me, kiss me, and I'll sit still."

Seduction! Naked seduction!

Yao Jia swallowed her saliva. She had the desire but not the courage. What if...

Soon Yao Jia came to her senses again. It would be a waste not to kiss her. Nangong Xiu Lan would recover after a while anyway, and she would not remember a thing about the present. She might as well take advantage of her beauty first.

Yao Jia bit her lip, smiled slightly shyly, then gently kissed Nangong Xiu Lan on the lips.

Just as she was about to pull her head back, a big hand held the back of her head and pressed his lips against it again.

Nangong Xiu Lan's eyes were filled with love. He first rubbed it slowly, then absorbed more sweetness from it.

He stretched out his arms and held Yao Jia on his knees. At first, the kiss was gentle and restrained. As his breathing became heavier, the kiss became deeper and more passionate.

Yao Jia's breath was filled with his fresh, pleasant scent. She was dizzy from the kiss, her whole body limp, and her mind went blank.

After the kiss, Nangong Xiu Lan's expression became silly again. He stared at Yao Jia blankly, his eyes full of love.

Yao Jia gasped. Nangong Xiu Lan’s reaction just now didn’t seem like that of a fool at all!

But when she saw his stupid look, she was instantly relieved. If he really recovered, how could he tolerate herself being a fool!

Shortly after checking into the inn in the evening, Nangong Xiu Lan came to find Yao Jia holding a pillow.

"My lady, I will sleep with you."

Nangong Xiu Lan didn't even knock on the door, but pushed it open and walked in.

He was stunned as he entered the door.

There were one, two, or three men in Yaojia's room.

He had met Langyue and Mingjue.

When he looked at the other one, his expression paused obviously. He saw that person had a cinnabar mole between his dark sword-like eyebrows. His eyes were like star gems, bright and sharp. His skin was not as fair as theirs, but a healthy wheat color.

Nangong Xiu Lan's expression was now full of emotions, and he was naturally alert when he saw such an alternative handsome guy appear next to Yao Jia.

He came to Yaojia with a pillow in his arms and looked at Huaichuan with hostility.

"Who are you? Are you the one who wants to steal my wife?"

Huaichuan clasped his fists towards him and said calmly, "I am the Young Master's shadow guard, Huaichuan."

When Nangong Xiulan heard this, he looked at Yaojia, his eyes began to turn red, his voice choked with sobs, and he said with some dissatisfaction, "My wife is so mean, she went out and brought back a man, and you are not allowed to sleep with him!"

Huaichuan: “…………”

Lang Yue: “???”

Ming Jue: “!!!”

Yao Jia roared directly, "Shut up!!"

Her voice was a little loud and Nangong Xiu Lan was obviously frightened.

Her beautiful eyes turned red little by little, but she bit her lower lip to prevent herself from crying.

Yao Jia held her forehead and tried to tell herself that he was a fool! He spoke without thinking! Why bother with him? The innocent will be innocent.