Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

The hand hanging by his side began to tremble violently. He clenched the Taichu in his hand repeatedly, but it felt like he was holding a handful of quicksand that kept sliding down.

He stared into her eyes, the area around his eyelids was red, and when he spoke his voice was mixed with cold arrogance, as if his emotions were fluctuating too much, his voice became hoarse.

It sounded like a question that was asked out of grievance.

"Is it fun? Is it fun to tease me like this?"

She knew clearly that he couldn't do anything to her, yet she still asked this question.

The angrier he got, the colder his expression became. Wen Ling watched as a chill formed in his eyes.

A trace of pity flashed across Wen Ling's eyes, and then she took two steps forward, put her arm around his waist again, and raised her hand to stroke his face.

"I will be leaving tomorrow, but before I go, I need a favor from you, little Taoist priest."

Seeing the matter-of-fact look in her eyes, Qi Nian felt as if his heart was suddenly ignited by an unknown anger, and he pushed her away fiercely.

"Why do you think I will help you?"

Wen Ling pulled his hand and came to the hot spring in the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion.

She unbuttoned her coat bit by bit, and Qi Nian's eyes narrowed as he held her hand.

"what do you want to do?"

Wen Ling's beautiful eyebrows curved up and she looked at him meaningfully, then she continued to take off her clothes. Seeing that the red dress underneath was faintly visible, Qinian picked up the clothes on the ground and was about to put them on her.

Of course, she wouldn't let him succeed, and she fell towards the hot spring, with the last piece of her underwear thrown onto the shore.

The hot steam from the hot spring made the corners of the eyes of the pretty girl in the pool red. Her two warm, porcelain-white arms rested on the edge of the pool as she looked at Qinian, who was standing by the pool with his back to her, with great interest.

"Little Taoist priest, I've been poisoned. It's a love poison. Has Hua Yinghong heard of it?"

"There is no antidote for this love poison, unless the yin and yang have intercourse. I specifically asked Yan Meng for this. If you don't help me tonight, I'm afraid my body will be cold by tomorrow."

How familiar this is. Once upon a time, someone threatened her in the same way.

For some reason, Wen Ling had a strange feeling of revenge at this moment, even though the targets of these missions had very different personalities and appearances.

This feeling is quite nonsensical.

The white figure by the pool was startled, then quickly turned to look at her face. It was indeed an abnormal blush, her face rosy and her skin, exposed to the air, was now so pale it seemed to glow. Her eyes, originally a pair of extremely alluring peach blossoms, now had a reddish tint at the corners, appearing crimson and extremely alluring.

He had no intention of appreciating it at this moment. His eyes were filled with angry shock, and his heart was filled with sharp pain.

"Are you crazy?"

He was so angry that the voice he spoke seemed a little weak, but the low words that seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth still showed his emotions at the moment.

After she became extremely angry, her eyes gradually turned bloodshot. No, she was not crazy, she just wanted to tease him in this way.

When practicing dual cultivation with the demon race, your body will be stained with the demon race's scent, which will last for a long time.

Qi Nian felt as if his bones were emitting chills. Looking at her beautiful eyes, her confidence that he would obey her obediently made him want to go crazy at this moment. He pinched her neck and asked her.

Why are you so confident that I will help you?

But he felt that it was meaningless, and he let out a breath. The eyes of the jade-like little fairy by the pool dimmed and there was no longer that violent turmoil of emotions. He looked dejected and powerless.

"Wen Ling, is it so fun to completely shatter my self-esteem and personality?"

Wen Ling avoided his gaze for a moment, then stood up again. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her words were lightly teasing.

"You humans always have a lot of red tape when it comes to the intercourse between yin and yang, and you are extremely cautious. But you know that we demons pursue freedom."

She spread her hands and said, "Little Taoist priest, if you don't want to, that's fine. I can find someone else."

That one sentence shattered his disguised calmness. He looked at Wen Ling with red eyes and a mad feeling of boundless pain.

Looking at her carefree and relaxed smile, Qi Nian felt as if a needle was hitting his heart again and again, and he couldn't even breathe at this moment.

Whenever he thought about her enjoying herself with someone else, he felt like going crazy, and his eyes burned brightly with boundless jealousy.

This was the first time Wen Ling saw him so angry, and these words were largely meant to provoke him. After all, if he continued to procrastinate like this, it would be dawn.

If the effect of the medicine on Fu Yuan wore off and he broke into the City Lord's Mansion, she didn't want him to see a pornographic picture.

When Wen Ling lowered her eyes, the originally warm and peaceful pool began to ripple with huge splashes. Wen Ling was grabbed by the arm and fell into a cool embrace.

Meeting Qi Nian's eyes that were as cold as ice, Wen Ling was stunned for a moment before she took the initiative to hook her arms around his neck.

As the body as soft as jade entered his arms, Qi Nian's anger, which had been completely extinguished by the burning jealousy, returned in an instant. Her slender jade fingers brushed his cheek, and a red light flashed in her hand, and the white clothes appeared wetly on the shore.

Wen Ling moved closer to him.

Qi Nian's eyes trembled violently, and he looked away from her. Wen Ling naturally refused and bit his neck hard with her red lips.

"Little Taoist priest, I'm not forcing you to do this. I'm giving you a choice."

These words reminded Qinian of what she said about finding someone else. She just said it casually, as if he was just one of those choices, nothing special.

In an instant, Wen Ling felt his emotions change again. He opened his red eyes and stared at her.

It was as if he had given up on himself and was pulling himself into the abyss. His eyes were stained with a hint of madness. He lowered his eyes and bit her delicate jade-like shoulder hard.

The pain in his shoulder made Wen Ling cry out in pain.

The water splashed again, and the sound of violent water lingered around the two of them.

The night is quiet, and the full moon in the sky casts a shadow on the pool, but its shape is distorted by waves. It sways in the pool and cannot find its position for a long time. When the splash is too big, the moon will be completely shattered, and then slowly pieced back to its original shape.

Repeatedly.

Wen Ling was pushed against the edge of the pool by Qinian, and her straight, slender legs were forced to wrap tightly around his waist.

"Little Taoist..."

The last syllable of his words was barely perceptible. He seemed to have vented all the emotions she had brought him tonight onto her. Wen Ling looked fiercely at the moon in the middle of the pool, which was being tossed by the waves and was restless and could not take shape.

She felt that there was no difference between her and it.

As if noticing her inattention, Qi Nian bit her other shoulder hard as punishment.

Wen Ling lowered her eyes and looked at his broken red lips.

She bit it just when she couldn't bear it anymore. At this time, the jade-like fairy had bloodshot eyes and red lips that were ravaged.

It looked like a holy immortal being pulled down from the platform and falling into the abyss of desire, becoming even more crazy.