I Became A Virtuous Wife and Loving Mother in another Cultivation World

"Airplane?!" Long Qian blinked.

Huan Xi aimed at the neutral position and swept straight to his knees, pinching his arteries with his wrists. His feet turned and Long Qianyuan landed on a blanket with her.

This scene flashed in Long Guiyi's and Long Huiyi's minds: Father was left behind! ? The eyes of the two guys were wide open, but no one stepped forward.

"Give it back to me!" Huan Xi pressed his arm with one hand and used the other hand to grab him with the bird character in Wu Qin Xi.

Long Qianyuan's clothes were torn into pieces in an instant, and she carried the "Iceberg Raiders Plan" in her hand.

Huan Xi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got off Long Qianyuan's body and hid it in the closet.

At this moment, she only thought that if Long Qianyuan knew what she was writing, she would definitely practice "Introduction to God and Ni", but she completely ignored that her putting Long Qianyuan on the ground was more serious than her writing yellow books. .

Regardless of the reason why Long Qianyuan was successfully attacked by her, Huanxi succeeded.

At this time, Long Qianyuan frowned into a Sichuan character and hadn't gotten up from the ground yet.

Huan Xi dealt with her criminal evidence, unexpectedly glanced at the big hunk on the ground, her eyes widened, her nose became more and more crooked, her heart became more and more fragile, her smile became more and more rigid.

Long Guiyi quickly dragged Long Huiyi back to the room.

The sleeping little blue cat also ran away with the two young masters holding its pearl.

Huanxi lingered in pain, with his head drooping and his face drooping, he had no choice but to squat far away from Longlong's side: "Msg... what's wrong with you?" You won't have a concussion, right?

Long Qian was far silent, he was recalling everything just now.

"Sister... the ground is cold, you get up..." If someone saw Long Qianyuan like this, what would her reputation be like, what would be her image as a good wife.

He didn't remember that kind of martial arts routine or the style of play just now. Long Qianyuan's eyes gradually became dark.

"Xianggong... I am a concubine for your safety, not on purpose!"

Should it belong to the category of close combat? Long Qianyuan's thoughts continued.

"My husband, I really did it for you. Don't be angry."

How much strength can be added to the move just now? What will happen?

"It's not bad for you, my husband, but this is the first time I've attacked with all my strength since I retired.

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This time, Huanxi didn't lie. When dealing with Long Qianyuan, she never thought of being perfunctory. The danger factor of a person must be within the scope of Xu Huanxi's observation, and you must not take it lightly when dealing with dangerous people, otherwise your shots will become useless. meaningless.

Half of the reason for Huanxi's success this time is that Long Qian never expected her to make a move. But Long Qianyuan must know that she knows martial arts, just like she can judge that Long Qianyuan is very powerful, of course Long Qianyuan also knows her a little bit. After meeting honestly a few times, what secrets can there be?

"Sir, would you like to call back?"

Long Qian looked at the gleaming roof and didn't pay attention to what Huanxi said. He was thinking about the flaws of the trick just now and how much he could make up for the flaws after increasing the strength.

"My husband, you are a horse-riding person on the forehead, so you won't be serious with a woman like me." Huan Xi drooped her ears to see that his heart was getting more and more uncertain: If she had known, she wouldn't have married a husband who couldn't speak. Guessing is tiring.

Huan Xi observes him aggrievedly: Doesn't seem to be angry? Nothing has changed, the brows are stretched, the eyes are steady, the air-conditioning is blowing again, it should be fine.

Besides, her husband has always been able to bear it very well. He probably won't be shaken by telling him that she is a time-traveling girl, let alone such a trivial matter.

Huanxi pushes him boldly: "Sanggong?...Sanggong?...Sanggong?..." Are you stimulated?

Huanxi knelt with her chin in her hand and looked at the man who was looking at the roof. She followed his gaze and looked: Ye Mingzhu! normal? Her husband is not someone who has never seen the world.

"Sanggong?" Are you stupid? She did nothing? Impossible to hit the head? Then why don't you talk?

Huan Xi took his hand and guiltily put his index and middle fingers on his pulse.

She decided that if he was disabled she would never take care of him.

Long Qianyuan's expression didn't change.

Three minutes later, Huan Xi let out a sigh of relief and put down Long Qianyuan's hand, but she suddenly thought of a big problem: the blood flow of this man md has not changed at all.

It was the first time in the ages that she saw such a calm person.

Under normal circumstances, people change their pulse rate and meridian transport speed according to different emotions and occasions, just like a driver always turns and accelerates when driving.

Among them, people and cars are not exactly the same. Even under the same circumstances and in the same atmosphere, people will still change the frequency of their body functions due to reasons such as breathing air pressure. But she just discovered that this man really wants to maintain the same speed from beginning to end. . That is to say, whether he is accelerating, turning or encountering a road policeman, he has not changed! how is this possible?

Huan Xi curiously put her head on his chest and felt his pulse again with her right hand.

For a moment, my phantom eyes turned into mung beans: It really doesn't change!

Unreal, unbelievable, evil smile climbed up her motley face, a small hand slowly stretched into Long Qianyuan's clothes, slowly receded, the jacket that she scratched, and unconsciously began to draw circles on his chest.

The right hand catches his pulse again, the left hand slowly moves down, nostalgia on the cold plain and hills, and keeps playing with her circles. The behavior is becoming more and more unscrupulous, but the expression is very solemn.

If you look at her left side, she is flirting with beautiful men.

If you look at her right side, you can definitely say that she is a scientist contemplating overcoming academic difficulties.

Huan Xi is indeed thinking hard and her eyebrows are knotted.

Her left hand went deep into the research area and untied Long Qianyuan's belt. Her slender hand was like a warm current flowing at a cold road intersection.

five minutes later.

Discouraged, Huan Xi let go of his right hand and sighed: nndJd is still the same!

But her left hand didn't stop, not because she didn't want to stop, but because of the inertia and the touch of her hand, she didn't want to stop.

When she finished thinking with her chin pressed, the sky outside was devoid of stars and moon, and all sounds were silenced by the darkness.

She finally came back to her senses and turned her head to ask something. The purpose of entering was Long Qianyuan's pair of pitch-black eyes trembling: "Xiang... Xiang... Gong..."

Huan Xi swallowed her saliva and suppressed her heart when she saw the half-naked Leng Nan rushing forward and stammering, "Msg...you...did you eat?" It seems that the girls who came to her during meal time? Where did it go?

Just as Huanxi was about to call Long Qianyuan, he suddenly picked up her clothes on him, because his actions had all faded away. Huanxi felt embarrassed and wanted to protect him, but she didn’t know which hand to protect first, and that’s not important anymore. ...

The curtain of the curtain of flowers is closed, and the warmth of the hibiscus tent spreads the whispers that have been understood for thousands of years, and what is sung is the topic of good harmony between husband and wife.

A cold man intertwined with a peacock-like woman may not be a peerless song, but it is also an alternative ditty.

It's just that this couple doesn't seem to like big movements, everything is so quiet, everything is so reserved, everything is so regular, even when they sing to the point where they can't stop singing, they don't smell the man's breath, they can only hear the woman's moan slightly.

It's just that the dust has settled and the symphony curtain call is over. When the man falls asleep, the woman's fists are clenched again and she just wants to shout: I can't eat enough!

But no one took care of her because the man fell asleep and fell asleep the same time as before, and the working time was the same as before, even the number of times was the same as before.

Huanxi is speechless, really speechless, there is no need to worry that such a safe man will be dazzled if he is placed among women...

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