Sweet Wife in My Arms

He was overthinking it. Qing Yao didn't do anything to him, she read a spell and a sword appeared at her feet. She jumped on the sword and rose to the sky in a flash. Just at this moment, something dropped to the ground.

"Senior, you dropped something."

Yan Boxuan ran quickly to catch up with the object in his hand, but Qing Yao had gone too far. He couldn't catch up with her as she flew into the sky.

He sat down and he was pleasantly surprised when he peered at the thing in his hand.

"This is..."

"Gee! Getaway to Qingshan Sect," a voice said, causing him to drop the object as someone appeared in front of him.

"Miss Guan!" Yan Boxuan was stunned and couldn't react for a long time.

"Don't be so excited." Guan Yuexin pointed at the side. "Sit down."

She sat down and began talking. Guan Yuexin wasn't surprised that Yan Boxuan was here. She helped him at the beginning, but she still never thought Yan Boxuan would really get to Green Mountain. However, here he was, on track to be an odd-job man but not a disciple.

She knew that Yan Boxuan wanted to avenge his parents and thus, she patted her chest and spoke eloquently.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you if the master doesn't want to."

As for the identity of Guan Yuexin, he knew it afterwards that she was the daughter of the famous Guan family of immortals. No wonder she knew the road to Green Mountain, she was a frequent visitor.

A few days later, Qing Yao thought of the little junior and wondered what he was doing. Had he already started learning or was he still just cutting firewood and watering the flowers? She sat beside the water and cupped her cheek in her hands, looking at Yan Boxuan through the water mirror.

"Oh, he's practising." She smiled suddenly, and her beautiful smile almost gave off a rich, warm scent. It was unforgettable.

Sometimes, a person would smile with fragrance.

The water mirror wobbled and another figure joined, which made the image crowded.

The water mirror suddenly broke with a crash, Qing Yao closed her eyes and fell backwards. When the water mirror had appeared again, her eyelashes closed gently with unspeakable loneliness.

"Interesting." Yi Ling wished to continue watching. She was at the studio at that time but the scenes she had just watched would be edited with a green screen in post production, so the full effect wasn't there yet.

She was annoyed and felt empty and meaningless after watching, as if someone was scratching her heart, it was itchy and tingling.

"Huanhuan, your acting is excellent," Yi Ling said as she ran over and hugged Yan Huan. "Your acting is getting better, you're awesome and you didn't lose out to Liang Chen. I couldn't imagine someone replacing you to play the role of Qing Yao."

Yan Huan's head tilted to one side, her hair on her shoulder hung down and curled smoothly.