The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

"What's wrong?" Ling Qingxuan patted his hand away unconsciously, showing vigilance.

The young man lowered his eyes, "It's okay."

zz looked at the interaction between the two, and there was something strange that couldn't be said.

With the combined efforts of the two, the negative energy in the world no longer raged. Feng Jue wanted to go to the campus plane before going to pack up his things, and the little girl followed.

"I'll go with you." Ling Qingxuan waved, and the plane screen flew over.

Feng Jue glanced at her tired look and said, "Sir, you are using too much spiritual power. Let's rest here and recover first."

Ling Qingxuan frowned slightly, "Can't I follow along?"

"I did not mean that……"

The little girl took his hand and brought him into that plane.

The flow of time returned to normal, and the two appeared in the school wearing school uniforms, which quickly attracted everyone's attention.

"Wow, holding hands in broad daylight? This is a school, so bold."

"Isn't this Feng Jue and the transfer student, their love is a stone hammer?"

Feng Jue was stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly and let go of Ling Qingxuan's hand.

"Sir, why did you come directly to the school?"

Ling Qingxuan looked at the palm of her hand, "You can't hold hands at school?"

Feng Jue wanted to hold hands with her, but the school was not suitable for this occasion. The little girl seemed to be a little angry. Feng Jue said softly, "Go back and hold her again."

The sticky appearance of adults is really uncommon.

"Feng Jue, you..." Li Xingran trotted over when she saw them, with a shocked expression on her face. Apparently she saw the two holding hands just now, "What's the relationship between you two?"

Before Feng Jue spoke, the little girl said lightly, "It's the kind of relationship you saw."

After finishing speaking, the little girl ignored the two and walked straight to the teaching building.

Li Xingran was stunned, how could she feel that her tone was mixed with displeasure towards her, she should not have offended Ling Qingxuan.

Feng Jue didn't stop at Li Xingran, and quickly followed.

It was time for class, and the two of them entered the classroom and could only sit temporarily.

The back was poked by the little girl's fingertips, and Feng Jue looked at the book without squinting.

[Host, I suspect that the adults are seducing you. 】zz hums twice.

'Don't think about it. ’

[...] zz didn't think about it, these days in the main **** space, the main **** is either holding hands and hugging, or kissing, if it is not because he is busy, he may have to go to bed...cough.

'Check the adult's physical condition. ’

[Host, I can't detect it. 】zz said helplessly.

Feng Jue thought about a way to detect Ling Qingxuan. After all, the origin of the red rope is unknown, and it would be bad if it harmed the adults.

In a class, the two have their own thoughts.

When Ling Qingxuan saw that the boy did not respond, she retracted her hand and wrote a few words on the paper.

'How does it feel to be in love? ’

Under the white paper, a line of words gradually emerged - 'extremely boring'

The little girl smiled and stroked the red rope on her wrist, 'I am a love silk, something you don't have, and what he wants is me, not you. ’

In the vast and boundless spiritual space shrouded in white mist, a woman is sitting cross-legged in the center.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and there was cold sweat on her forehead, which wet her hair and pressed it against her brows.

There was too much loss of spiritual energy, and it just so happened that this thing took advantage of the emptiness, and she didn't even use the protection of rejection, so she was trapped in her spiritual consciousness.

But fortunately, this is her own spiritual consciousness, and her ability to self-recover is stronger.

During this time, she was like an outsider, watching the two get along.

They held hands and hugged and even kissed.

Qingsi said that this body belonged to Ling Qingxuan, and she also belonged to Ling Qingxuan.

She is a part of Ling Qingxuan, so apart from her wrong way of getting along with Feng Jue, she can do anything else Ling Qingxuan does.

‘You clearly like it in your heart, but why can’t you make it look like you like it? ’ Qingsi wrote and drew on the paper, criticizing her by the way.

'Do what you like? ’ Ling Qingxuan isn’t interested, and he needs to act like he likes it? But she had never seen others do this before.

The spiritual energy was still gathering around him, and Ling Qingxuan didn't want to pay attention to the words of outsiders.

'You are really old-fashioned, let me teach you how to show your love. ’

Qingsi enjoyed it, and after crumpling the paper into a ball, she sketched Feng Jue's name on Feng Jue's back.

After a class, she moved her chair and sat next to Feng Jue, "It's just noon, let's go eat."

Feng Jue had already packed up his things in class. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Okay."

The teenager took her hand, "I'm sorry, I just let go of your hand when I was outside."

"You know you're wrong too? Then kiss me?"

The little girl got close, her fair face was close at hand, and the students after class exclaimed and surrounded them both.

"You guys, the situation is terrible."

"Feng Jue, you said before that you had a crush on someone. Could it be Ling Qingxuan?"

"Did I hear the kiss just now, ah, it's really embarrassing, how far have you developed?"

With a wave of his hand, the boy blocked the outside voices and people.

He got up and left with the little girl.

After the two left, the classroom returned to normal. Everyone looked at the two empty desks, turned a blind eye, and chatted about other gossip.

...

in the pastry shop.

Bread and small cakes are laid out on the table.

Ling Qingxuan dug a small piece and put it beside Feng Jue's mouth, "Ah~"

There were a lot of people passing by, and the school uniforms of the two were conspicuous enough. Feng Jue's face turned red, but she couldn't stop the little girl's smiling face and opened her thin lips.

The cake is soft and soft in the mouth.

Ling Qingxuan: "Is it sweet?"

Feng Jue nodded.

The little girl stretched out her hand, wiped the pulp of her finger on his lips, put it on her own, and opened it slightly, "Is that so, I'll try it too."

White teeth were slightly open, the tip of her tongue licked, and the corners of the little girl's lips curved, "Well, sweet."

Then, she picked up the bread and bit it in small bites.

The young man's soul was still unrepentant, and the image just now was still in his mind.

"Do you want bread?"

Feng Jue shook his head, this cake was enough for him.

"The things have been packed up, my lord, let's go back." After eating the snacks, Feng Jue thought of going back to clean up the negative energy in the world, but Ling Qingxuan held him back, "I didn't take a good stroll the last time I came here."

The little girl's meaning is obvious, and she wants to stay here for a while.

Feng Jue nodded, "Okay."

At night, all the shopping malls were lit up. Feng Jue walked around with the little girl and bought some delicious food. The two passed the clothing store. Ling Qingxuan took a fancy to the white veil and the skirt decorated with flowers.

"go."

Feng Jue was pulled in, only to find out that this is not an ordinary clothing store, but a bridal store. Women have their favorite styles and can try them on.

"How about that one?"

Ling Qingxuan pointed at the wedding dress she was looking at, and the young man's heart beat wildly again uncontrollably.

wedding dress...