The atmosphere was awkward and strange. Jiang Yang stood in the house wearing Taoist robes, turned around and was about to jump out of the back window. As soon as he raised his front feet, his sleeves and back feet were pulled by the woman.
Xiong Miaoyun's long hair was tied up on top of her head, her mature face was frighteningly red, she was biting her lips, and tears were about to well up in her eyes... Shouldn't men always take the initiative in this kind of thing? How come it's like this?
It was as if she was begging him to stay.
If this spreads out, won't she be called a "slut"?
After a slight pause, Xiong Miaoyun returned to his usual dignity.
But his eyes still couldn't hide the panic that surged up from the bottom of his heart, like a deer, banging and banging.
She took a long breath, exhaled slowly, gritted her teeth, tugged on Jiang Yang's sleeve, and said angrily, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hug me over?"
"Okay."
Jiang Yang smiled without showing his teeth. He quickly leaned down, put his arms through Xiong Miaoyun's legs, picked up the beauty with a slight force, and walked towards the bed in the distance...
Then, everything went smoothly.
From time to time, some underwear was thrown out and scattered all over the place.
An hour later, Xiong Miaoyun opened his eyes blankly, and the burning cheeks had not completely subsided...
Taking advantage of the moonlight slanting in from outside, she cast a somewhat resentful glance at the Taoist priest beside her who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
How long has it been and are you still practicing?
Don’t you know that a moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold?
After trying several times, she finally raised her weak hand and gently pushed Jiang Yang beside her.
Jiang Yang opened his eyes with a disappointed look on his face: "My cultivation has not increased."
"ah?"
Then, Xiong Miaoyun saw Jiang Yang looking over with burning eyes, like a hungry wolf staring at a little sheep: "How about we try again? I think we are not sincere enough, or our actions are not standard enough...
…”
Hearing this, Xiong Miaoyun shrank into the quilt and quickly waved his hand:
"Please spare me, I really can't do it anymore."
"Come on, come on."
The old wooden bed creaked again until late at night.
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I don’t know how long it took, but it was probably dawn and snowflakes were falling outside.
Jiang Yang lay flat on the bed, eyebrows slightly furrowed, staring at the roof puzzled.
Why hasn't my cultivation increased? It shouldn't have happened. Yesterday, through the combination of yin and yang, I clearly broke through the shackles of many years of peak qi training and successfully advanced to the realm of god refining.
Jiang Yangyuan thought that this should be the golden finger assigned to me by the dog author.
A special way of practice!
but--
Why didn't it work the second time?
It didn't work the third time.
A hand waved slightly in front of his eyes. Jiang Yang came back to his senses and turned his head to look.
Today, Xiong Miaoyun is like a flower that has been damaged by a storm, and is endearing to everyone.
Jiang Yang reached out and held Xiong Miaoyun's palm, placed it on his heart, and asked softly:
"What's wrong? Does it still hurt?"
Xiong Miaoyun pouted and opened her eyes roundly, like a resentful little girl: "What do you think..."
Last night, Xiong Miaoyun felt like a lone boat, the kind that floated on the rough sea and could sink at any time.
His bones were all brittle and he had no strength to speak.
She raised a jade arm, held Jiang Yang's neck, and rubbed her face gently, feeling satisfied and at ease.
After a while, Xiong Miaoyun said: "By the way, what do you want to do in the future? You can't just be a little Taoist priest on the mountain."
Jiang Yang was a little absent-minded and murmured: "What's wrong with being a Taoist priest in the mountains? You can eat, drink, and be at ease..."
"I believed you when you said this before, but now..."
Jiang Yang turned sideways first, stared at the woman on the pillow, and then raised the corners of his lips: "Continue."
Xiong Miaoyun raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment, and said: "After you come back this time, you will be different from before."
"What's different?"
"Hmm." Xiong Miaoyun pondered for a moment, stretched out a finger and tapped Jiang Yang's head: "Here."
Jiang Yang didn't understand what it meant.
"It's just that my thoughts are different. When I saw you before, you gave people the impression that you were the kind of little Taoist priest who just came down from the mountain. You don't fight or grab, and you have no desires. It seems that nothing can attract your attention."
After a pause, Xiong Miaoyun said again: "But after you came back, you gave me the feeling that there was light in your eyes. It seemed that you had something you cared about and something you wanted."
Jiang Yang smiled, held Xiong Miaoyun's palm and put it against his cheek:
"Those who know me are Miaoyun."
"Then tell me, what do you want? I will try my best to help you complete it."
After hearing this, Jiang Yang shook his head slightly. He twirled Xiong Miaoyun's hair stuck to his forehead with his fingers, and then said, "What I want, I will work hard to get."
Xiong Miaoyun was stunned, as if he didn't expect Jiang Yang to say such a thing.
"Miaoyun, you are a smart and... determined woman. I know you are not willing to be trapped in the back house. Facts have proved that you have not trapped yourself in the back house for many years. I don't want to because
Because of me, you lose your original intention, are busy with my affairs every day, and are stumbling, do you understand what I mean?"
Xiong Miaoyun pursed her lips, understanding but not quite understanding.
She knew that she was a woman and had been educated since she was a child to care for her husband and raise her children, but she was unwilling to lead such an ordinary and boring life, so she worked hard to get out of this circle in these years.
She roped in her cronies and intervened in the affairs of the Giant Bear Gate.
Show off your talents step by step so that no one dares to underestimate you.
"But I want to help you..."
"But I want you to be happy, happy..."
"I will be happy if I help you."
"..."
Xiong Miaoyun took a breath, touched Jiang Yang's cheek, and said, "Do you think that if I help you, I will be unhappy, and you will also feel guilty yourself, always feeling that you owe me something.
"
Jiang Yang nodded.
Xiong Miaoyun smiled and patted Jiang Yang's head angrily: "Little Taoist priest, have you stayed in the mountains for a long time and your brain has become stupid... We will be a family in the future, and I am your woman
, I am willing to help you do things, I am happy, and no one can stop me..."
"Could it be that if I ask for your help in the future, will you not help me?"
Jiang Yang shook his head.
Xiong Miaoyun added: "That's right, so I want to help you realize your dream."
"I, I, I..."
"What am I? I can't explain clearly. Stop talking and listen to me." Xiong Miaoyun cleared his throat and asked: "Let me ask you, how do you want to live in the future? Stay in the small Juxian Town all your life.
?Are you willing?"
Jiang Yang shook his head, unwilling to do so.
"Then tell me, what do you want?"
"I want to be strong enough to protect everyone. I don't want the tragedy in Zhennanguan to happen again. That time, it would be great if I was strong enough. It would be great if I could easily defeat the Tiger King, so I wouldn't die.
Many people, more than 20,000 lives, some of them I knew, one second we were talking, the next they were gone."
"Miaoyun, do you know how scared I was in those two days? I was afraid that I would die there, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to come back, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to do what I promised you..."
"I've never been so scared, now that I think about it...me."
He felt that the man beside him became more and more excited as he spoke, his voice became more and more trembling, and his expression became more and more nervous. He seemed to have returned to Zhennanguan, and in front of him was an army of thousands of monsters, and his companions fell one after another.
Next, he was scared...
Xiong Miaoyun hugged the man next to her tightly. It turned out that he was also afraid.
He is just a young man in his early twenties...
It’s normal to be afraid!
People, no one grows up step by step.
Jiang Yang sniffed and rubbed his eyes: "Am I useless..."
"How could it be? How could you be useless? If you were useless, wouldn't the whole world be useless?"
Jiang Yang laughed through tears and hugged him tighter, feeling relieved.
Xiong Miaoyun said proudly: "The man I, Xiong Miaoyun, likes is the best man in the world!" This chapter has been completed!