My Wife, Something is Wrong Chapter 527

  Chapter 527 Lover Relationship

  Luo Qingzhou froze and didn't dare to move.

  In the room, there was a sudden silence.

  The two were silent, feeling each other's temperature, smelling each other's breath, listening to each other's heartbeat, and neither spoke.

  At this moment, Luo Qingzhou's mood is a bit complicated.

   There are surprises and fears.

   After a while.

  The other party asked in a difficult voice: "You... haven't you left?"

   There was silence in the quilt for a while, and a cold voice came: "I'm leaving, but the more I thought about it on the road, the more angry I became. You took advantage of me, but I wanted to run away in embarrassment. Why?"

  Luo Qingzhou opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Apologize."

  The voice in the quilt was still cold and domineering.

  Luo Qingzhou whispered: "I'm sorry..."

   "Why say sorry?"

   She asked coldly again.

  Luo Qingzhou paused, and said: "I shouldn't have cheated you, I shouldn't have teased you, it's all my fault anyway."

   There was a moment of silence under the quilt, and said: "Since I made a mistake, tell me, how do you want to compensate me?"

  Luo Qingzhou turned his head to look at her and asked, "What compensation does the county chief want?"

  She hid under the quilt, unable to see the expression on her face, and said coldly: "You can figure it out, if I'm not satisfied..."

   Speaking of this, her hand tightened suddenly.

  Luo Qingzhou's body trembled, and his blood rushed.

  He struggled in his heart for a moment, and suddenly his heart shook. He turned around, lifted the quilt, got in, and then pressed on her body.

  Under the pitch-black quilt, he could see her charming eyes and that delicate and resentful face.

  She bit her lip lightly, looked at him with watery eyes, lay motionless under his body, without struggling or speaking, just looked at him quietly like this.

   The two looked at each other, their heartbeats became faster and faster, and their breathing became heavier and heavier.

Luo Qingzhou raised his hand, tremblingly caressed her delicate and beautiful face, gently put the hair from her temples behind her ears, and said softly: "Princess, if you do this, I will really turn into a beast of."

  Nangong Meijiao looked at him tremblingly, then let go of her hand, hugged his neck lightly, and said, "It's okay, I just like to watch you turn into a beast."

"But…"

   "Don't be afraid, I won't make you responsible."

   "Princess..."

   "Call me Meijiao."

   "Meijiao..."

"Um."

   "Meijiao..."

"Um."

   "Sister Meijiao..."

   "Brother Feiyang..."

   "Sister Meijiao..."

   "Are you coming or not?"

"Oh."

  Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and kissed her small mouth.

  Nangong Meijiao slowly closed her eyes, her body trembling slightly nervously.

  Luo Qingzhou kissed and stroked her delicate face.

   After a while, he suddenly turned over and said: "Okay, sister Meijiao, I'm done."

  Nangong Meijiao opened her eyes: "???"

   "Whoosh!"

"Snapped!"

  Luo Qingzhou grabbed her sneaking hand, held it tightly, and said solemnly: "Princess, we can't, at least we shouldn't, be here."

  Nangong Meijiao blushed, her chest heaved, she stared at him and said, "I'm going to kill you!"

Luo Qingzhou grabbed her two jade hands, picked them up, put them on her lips, kissed them, and said: "Princess, don't be angry, this is the first time, don't be so hasty. Although I am a scumbag, for the county Lord, I can't be so irresponsible. The princess has saved me, helped me, and treated me wholeheartedly. I really can't treat the princess like this."

  Nangong Meijiao stared at him for a while, then suddenly raised her head and bit the back of his hand.

  Luo Qingzhou didn't struggle, nor begged for mercy, and looked at her quietly.

  Nangong Meijiao bit hard for a while, met his eyes, stared blankly, and slowly loosened her teeth.

  The back of Luo Qingzhou's hand felt stabbing pain, and blood overflowed from it.

  He still said softly: "Princess, if you want to vent your anger, I can bite my feet for you."

   Nangong Meijiao stared at him, but did not speak any more.

  Luo Qingzhou still held her hands tightly, and coaxed her: "Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow. I can go down the mountain when I go to the Sutra Pavilion to choose the exercises. When the time comes... hiss..."

  He suddenly froze, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

   Nangong Meijiao looked at him coldly and said, "Do you think I only have hands?"

   Paused, then suddenly stared at him suspiciously and said, "You didn't grab my hand on purpose to force me to use your favorite place, did you?"

   Without waiting for Luo Qingzhou to "argue", she immediately scolded: "Despicable!"

  One night passed quietly.

  When the sky is getting bright.

Nangong Meijiao got out of bed, and when she walked to the window, she turned her head and said, "I leave you the sock and sock. I wish you good luck today, and you can choose the most suitable exercise for you. As I said, I won't make you responsible , but don't worry, I will be responsible for you."

   After speaking, he opened the window and jumped out.

  Like a thief who came to pick flowers at night, he slipped away contentedly before dawn.

  Luo Qingzhou was lying on the bed, his eyes were empty and his expression was in a trance.

   After a while.

  He got up from the bed, quietly went to the well in the small courtyard, took a bath and clothes, changed into clean clothes, and was ready to welcome the rising sun and a brand new day.

  Today will be the moment for him to truly become a direct disciple, and he is also the direct disciple of the Suzerain of Lingxiao Sect.

  However, the result seems to be different from what he expected.

   After dawn.

  He was taken to the main hall by an inner disciple.

  In the main hall, there are still those few people from yesterday.

   Lingxiao Sect Master Zixia Fairy in red, Jianfeng Peak Master Linghu Qingzhu in green clothes, and other peak masters.

   Those elders, and many disciples, did not come to watch.

  In the corridors outside the main hall, and in the open space outside, there were no crowds watching.

   It looked particularly deserted.

  Luo Qingzhou was puzzled, and when he entered the hall, he saluted respectfully.

  A female disciple brought tea, handed it to him, and said softly, "Senior Brother Chu, go offer tea to the suzerain and pay homage to the master."

  Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to ask more questions, picked up the teacup, walked up the steps, came to the woman in the red dress, bowed and saluted, and said loudly: "Master, please drink tea."

   As he spoke, he bowed three times.

Fairy Zixia glanced at him, took the teacup, took a sip, and said warmly: "Feiyang, from today onwards, you are my direct disciple. But you can't tell others about this for the time being. Because I have never received any Disciple, and you are just getting started, I am afraid of causing unnecessary trouble inside and outside the door. If other people ask, you can say that you are the direct disciple of Jianfeng Linghu Qingzhu, do you understand?"

  Luo Qingzhou thought to himself: So that's it, it's because I'm afraid that other disciples in the sect will not be convinced.

  There are so many outstanding inner disciples who have worked so hard to fail to become direct disciples. As a result, he became a direct disciple as soon as he entered the sect, and he was also the direct disciple of the suzerain. Who would be convinced?

  As for the people in the outer sect, if they knew that he was directly accepted as a direct disciple by the lord of the Lingxiao Sect, they would probably be even more shocked.

  He may not be at peace in the future.

  Because the suzerain's direct disciple is likely to succeed the suzerain in the future.

  Ling Xiaozong has friends, so naturally he also has enemies.

  If this news gets out, he probably needs guards wherever he goes.

  Thinking of this, he hurriedly said respectfully: "The disciple knows."

Zixia nodded, and said: "Go to the Sutra Pavilion with Peak Master Linghu first, you can choose two sets of exercises in it, and then go to the Treasure Pavilion, and pick two magic weapons for body protection. As for the medicine And other cultivation resources, Master Linghu will take you to get them. After these things are finished, Master Linghu will bring you to me again. At that time, I will teach you another set of inner strength and heart methods and a set of boxing techniques. you."

  When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he suppressed the excitement in his heart, and immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Master."

  Linghu Qingzhu walked out of the hall with a cold expression, dressed in green clothes and holding a jade flute in his hand.

  Luo Qingzhou hurried down the steps and followed.

  The two walked through the corridor and walked towards the attic on the peak behind.

  Luo Qingzhou followed behind and asked, "Master, can I choose all the exercises from the Cangjing Pavilion and the magic tools from the Treasure Pavilion?"

  Linghu Qingzhu continued to walk forward icily as if he had never heard of it.

  Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, saw no one around, and called out in a low voice, "Master."

  Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "With your cultivation, you can only choose on the third floor."

  Luo Qingzhou approached her, and asked again: "Master, are there many boxing techniques there? Do I need to read it directly there, or can I take it out and watch it slowly?"

  Linghu Qingzhu said coldly: "According to the regulations, you are a direct disciple, you can take it out and borrow it for a month, but only in the sect. If you want to go down the mountain, you must return it."

Then he stopped, turned his head to look at him and said: "The exercises there are not comparable to those you are practicing now, they are all complicated and profound, and they are very powerful, so they need to be studied and practiced slowly. Someone guides you. So if you want to practice hard, you'd better stay on the peak for a month."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "Master, let's go and see it first before we talk about it."

  Linghu Qingzhu glanced at him, continued to walk forward, and after walking a certain distance, asked: "You have family members who can't let go, right?"

  Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, then said: "Yes."

  Linghu Qingzhu didn't ask any more questions, and walked in front with fluttering clothes.

  The two of them quickly passed through the flower garden behind, walked towards a bluestone step, and climbed up to the top of the mountain step by step.

  On both sides of the steps, there are jagged rocks and few trees.

When approaching the peak, Linghu Qingzhu suddenly asked again: "Yesterday in the competition, I saw you holding hands with a woman and standing in the crowd. That woman should be from the royal family, right? Are you related to the royal family?" "

  Luo Qingzhou respectfully said: "The disciple has nothing to do with the royal family. As for that woman, she is a friend of the disciple."

  Linghu Qingzhu turned his head to look at him and said, "Is it just a friend?"

  Facing her gaze, Luo Qingzhou's cheeks became hot suddenly, and the beautiful scenery of last night could not help appearing in his mind, he paused, and said, "We are still lovers."

  (end of this chapter)

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