Of course, it's impossible to really lose it.
Because this rascal knows what "knowing when to stop" means, and he knows what "gradual progress" is!
At first, he didn't touch her at all, and only after they became familiar did he hold her hand unconsciously. Once she got used to holding hands, he came over to blow-dry her hair and brought her food.
Does Chu Siyu have no vigilance?
Yes, but not much.
Because every intimate action of Su Huai is at the perfect timing, and it just so happens to break through a bit beyond her psychological limit.
Like holding hands, there were many people around at that time, and she couldn't catch her breath, so Su Huai naturally took her hand and led her to a less crowded place.
Like blow-drying her hair, it happened that her hair was wet, and she couldn't change the attribute of her spiritual power to blow out warm air, so he came over to blow-dry her hair.
And now, he is screaming about his fear of heights so painfully, how could she bear to blame him for being frivolous...
It's not abrupt, after all, under the silent erosion of Su the Rascal, Chu Siyu's emotions are more shy than repelled.
She can't resist! This man knows her too well, from every aspect of life to hobbies and personality.
He can always indulge Chu Siyu in some details, making her enjoy it.
As if they have been living together for a long time.
It's a plain and warm, happy feeling.
But if you say he is well-behaved, that's also false.
People say that love grows over time, and Chu Siyu thinks it makes sense, but how long has she known Su Huai?
Even if you start counting from the day he secretly sent her flowers before the assessment, it's only been ten days at most.
Ten days! He dares to hold her waist after only ten days of knowing her. If it's a month, half a year, wouldn't she even be pregnant!?
It's too terrible...
No way! Chu Siyu! You're still young, you have to be reserved!
At least... resist a few more times...
Chu Siyu gritted her teeth and reached out to pull Su Huai's hand, wanting him to stop holding her.
But who knew that before she could touch him, she was held first, and her small hand was wrapped in his palm.
Chu Siyu's heart trembled.
Forget it, being held is being held, it's not the first time anyway, it's better than him touching her waist...
And what about Su Huai?
He doesn't know what the rich woman is thinking in her heart, he only knows that he is very scared now.
So scared that the corners of his mouth are almost tearing to the back of his head.
So he can't help but bury his face in the rich woman's hair, trying to use this method to cover up the joy... Ahem, fear.
Cao Yi was watching his show not far away, and she was numb.
Damn it, when he was with me before, he was a straight man who would wrap his coat tighter when he saw a girl freezing.
Now with Chu Siyu, he has instantly transformed into a saint of love, and his moves are more and more brilliant, more and more attractive.
It's only been a few days, and Chu Siyu, a social phobia, actually took the initiative to hold your hand?
I understand, I'm not worthy.
Cao Yi gritted her teeth and glared at Su Huai fiercely. Su Huai noticed her gaze and even showed her a smile of extreme complacency.
Cheap! Too cheap!
Cao Yi was so angry that she was shivering.
But he is a holy son, and I guess he took special care of me and promoted me to the inner door this morning, so he still has a favor to me?
I'm so angry...
Even more angry than Cao Yi is Zhang Zhen Tian.
Early in the morning, the body of Elder Hu was fished out by the people at Nanxiang Wharf.
His whole body was soaked and white, and there was nothing valuable left on him.
This is the second Tianhan Palace disciple who died in Chenyue Lake.
He is also an elder with a cultivation of seven orders.
His death completely confirmed the rumor about "Ghost Feet Seven," and the "Tianhan Palace traitor" in the rumor was changed to "Tianhan Palace elder"...
Now everyone says that three years ago, an elder of Tianhan Palace took a fancy to Ghost Feet Seven's wife, killed Ghost Feet Seven with his high cultivation, and sank Ghost Feet Seven's body to the bottom of the lake overnight.
So now he is being sought for his life by his wronged soul...
This is obviously fake.
And the elder of Tianhan Palace killed people in Chenyue Valley... Do you think the Yanyue Immortal Sect above is eating dry rice?
If you really dare to kill people, I would have killed all of you and turned you into low-level pills to feed the dogs!
How can you be treated as a monkey here!
You people in Chenyue Valley... You are too unqualified! You all deserve to die!
Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have come. I, Zhang Zhen Tian, a king of immortals, have never suffered such a grievance!
If it wasn't for Chenyue Valley... If...
Yanyue Immortal Sect, I will never come again.
...
So do those people in the valley not know this is fake? Of course they know, they are not stupid.
But this does not prevent them from laughing and pointing at the people of Tianhan Palace. After all, if you really want to talk about it, the people of these two major sects have never had a good relationship.
It belongs to the invisible grudges.
What if the rumor is fake? Everyone is top-level people who enjoy fun, and the things in the lake do not harm the innocent. Let's all eat your Tianhan Palace's melon!
In short, the people of Tianhan Palace are isolated.
Zhang Zhen Tian was ready early in the morning to go to Yanyue Immortal Mountain, but he led a few disciples to wait at the appointment place for a long time, but the people of Yanyue Immortal Sect did not appear.
He is getting more and more impatient, and the anger in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.
Just at this moment, an eagle cry slowly sounded.
A minute ago, Su Huai, who was still hugging Chu Siyu and shivering and shouting about his fear of heights, suddenly laughed and leaped down from the back of the Shenfu Eagle.
"I have long admired the reputation of Zhang Fengzhu of the Sword Washing Peak of Tianhan Palace."
"I am the holy son of Yanyue, Su Huai, and I have come to learn from you!"
Before the person fell, the fist wind had arrived.
Silver spiritual power gathers in mid-air, and Su Huai punches towards Zhang Zhen Tian!
Boom!!!
Smoke and dust rise, and the earth cracks.
Zhang Zhen Tian shook his numb arm, and his blood surged all over his body. He looked at the young man in white robe not far away with a look of shock.
"Eight orders!!!"
He swallowed his saliva.
At such an age, with such cultivation... Where did Yanyue Immortal Sect find such an outstanding demon who is not inferior to Li Si Dao!?
Su Huai also smiled politely at Zhang Zhen Tian.
A show of force is something all forces will do when receiving visitors, especially when the relationship between Yanyue Immortal Sect and Tianhan Palace is not very good.
Zhang Zhen Tian had expected a show of force, but he didn't expect it to be so astonishing!
At this time, the reactions of Yan Shu and Si Tu Zhi Ruo in the Tianhan Palace camp were even greater than his!
These two people were so shocked that they couldn't speak.
Especially after hearing Su Huai's cultivation from their own master...
Eight orders!
Yan Shu recalled the act of drawing his sword against Su Huai, and suddenly felt that he was very awesome.
In a few years, he could also pat his chest and tell others that Yan Shu, with the strength of three orders, fought with an eight-order strong man, and finally retreated in full body...
He only got a big blow that didn't hurt.
Yan Shu smiled bitterly, and his whole body was in a state of decline.
Si Tu Zhi Ruo covered her mouth, and her whole body was trembling.
Holy son...
Eight orders...
Elder Hu... Didn't you say he would watch me shine on the stage in the corner where no one was watching?
"The holy son of Yanyue Immortal Sect..."
"Strong!"
Si Tu Zhi Ruo's senior brothers and sisters exclaimed.
"Eight orders of cultivation, it should be much stronger than our Tianhan Palace's holy son, right?"
"It's true, our holy son is still preparing to break through to seven orders..."
"Su Huai... I seem to have heard this name somewhere?"
The female disciple suddenly patted her head and turned to look at the silent Si Tu Zhi Ruo.
"Little school sister, I remember that
the fiancé you broke off the engagement with is also called Su Huai, they happen to have the same name!"
"Yes... Yes... It's the same name..."
"Such a talent, and he happens to be the person chosen for this exchange, why don't we get to know him later?"
A male disciple on the side sneered and said, "Get to know him? He is a real dragon soaring in the sky, not someone you can get to know just by saying it."
"Give up on this idea as soon as possible!"
The female disciple glared at him: "You mind your own business, maybe he likes my style?"
"Confident woman, steamed shrimp head!"
Pffft—
These words were like sharp arrows, piercing Si Tu Zhi Ruo's heart fiercely.
She suddenly squatted down and began to sob quietly.