Quick Travel: Samsara Boss and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Wife

"I'm fine." The man in black robe stopped Zhao Xun from trying to help him.

He stood up and turned sideways to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The voice doesn't sound that lively.

Zhao Xun clenched his fists with an unclear look in his eyes.

"Master, are we just going to let him control us like this?"

The man in black robe turned around and looked at Zhao Xun, who was full of anger, and sighed in his heart.

Still a little uneasy.

The man in black robe shook his head and said nothing, waved his hand and left.

"Master!"

"Think about it for yourself."

It's like this every time, always making me think to myself, what am I thinking, where did I go wrong?

Master, why are you helping me like this, or is there any reason why you have to help me?

The twilight is gathering, and the sky is full of flowing clouds and sunset, which is so bright that it cannot be seen anywhere.

Willows fall to the water.

Inside the Baihua Building.

"Master, the people over there have noticed the spy's disappearance, but there is no definite news yet."

Qingluo reported the news to the man sitting at the top.

The man was still dressed in black, elegant and noble, and a silver mask was put on his face to cover his beautiful face.

There was a hint of coldness in the cold eyes, as if they were about to give someone frostbite.

"Well, I see, let's go down."

After Qing Luo withdrew, the man looked at the tea in the cup with a somewhat disoriented expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

There was a chilling smell all over his body.

Rong Yuan saw this scene when he climbed through the window and entered.

daze?

No, it looks like he is thinking of something bad.

"What is the host thinking?"

Rong Yuan suddenly appeared behind Xin, as if he wanted to scare Xin.

But Xin just glanced at him lightly, and then continued to stare at the cup.

Not right.

He didn't do anything, did he?

Rong Yuan sat across from Xin and watched his lover staring at the cup.

He paid no attention to him at all.

"Xinxin, is there anything special about this cup?"

As Rong Yuan spoke, he tentatively took away the teacup in Xin's hand and looked into those glassy eyes that seemed to have been dipped in a cold spring.

Xin then raised his eyes and glanced at Rong Yuan.

Then he silently shifted his gaze, looking at the sky and the earth but not at Rong Yuan.

Completely ignore this person.

She looks like a jealous little daughter-in-law, waiting for someone to coax her.

Rong Yuan was amused by his own thoughts, but the next second he stopped laughing.

Jealousy?

Who is he with?

Who made the rumor?

Rong Yuan had a suspect in an instant.

During this period, no one else had been following him, and it was impossible for Xin to believe that others did not believe in him.

So there was no one except the silly-looking killer sent by Xin.

"Xinxin, you are my only love," Rong Yuan saw that Xin's attitude relaxed.

He continued, "Did that killer misunderstand something? How about you call him out and let's have a good chat?"

Xin then looked at Rong Yuan, looking at the man's sincere eyes, which seemed to be dancing with stars, deep and charming.

"How did you know it was him?"

"Xinxin, have you forgotten that I am not weak in martial arts and can still protect you?"

Rong Yuan hugged his lover and watched her lover nestled in his arms. The uncertain idea in his heart finally came true.

The sunset is gorgeous, and the orange-gold light falls on the eaves, the ground, and the lover's cheek.

Xin couldn't help but look at Rong Yuan and saw the warm look in his eyes.

It always reminded him of gods countless times.

His own god.

He is very despicable, and there is nothing wrong with taking an antidote to make his god stop.

But he felt that he was becoming more and more unwilling to do so. His god should not run around, and he should always sit on the high platform, waiting for his only believer to serve.

He just wants to believe in him.

And he could only protect him.

Yes, Xin already fully understood what she felt about this person.

He used to not understand why this person could attract so much attention from him, make him feel unbearable, and make him feel dangerous.

It makes his heart beat faster whenever he gets close.

Now he understands that he wants this person to be by his side all the time.

Different from love in the secular sense, this is a kind of pathological paranoia that regards him as the only belief.

Unsolvable for life.

He didn't understand where this paranoia came from, but he seemed to accept it easily as soon as he saw this man.

Submissively terrifying.

Xinxin, Xinxin?

It seems that someone is calling him?

"Rong Xin!"

Rong Xin, such a familiar name.

Seeing his lover finally regaining consciousness, Rong Yuan finally felt relieved.

There was something wrong with the way his lover looked at him just now, it was so paranoid that it was scary.

He looked murderous, quite fierce.

Do you regard him as an enemy?

Yes, Rong Yuan took off the mask from his lover's face while he was stunned.

"Did you think of something just now?"

"It's nothing."

Seeing that his lover didn't want to say anything, Rong Yuan didn't ask.

"I brought you some food, food from Qingfeng Tower, you should like it."

He remembered that Xinxin probably likes slightly sweet things, sweet but not greasy is best.

I brought some famous pastries from Qingfeng Tower, including mung bean cake and osmanthus cake.

"If one day I do something to make you unhappy, what will you do?"

Xin picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it in her mouth. When the fragrance of the osmanthus melted in her mouth, she took another piece.

Rong Yuan looked at his wife who was eating happily and thought that this might be his Xin Xin and asked casually.

He thought for a moment, "It depends on what it is, but I promise I won't leave you."

The wind blew through Rong Yuan's hair, and the ends of his hair were fluttering, like a beating heartbeat, beating Rong Xin's heart bit by bit.

His little god's eyes were full of intoxicating tenderness.

Heartbreaking.

There is no way to break the rules and oaths.

The oaths made by the Lord of Reincarnation will accompany reincarnation and last forever.

They will be entangled for eternity.

It works here, it will work next, it will work forever.

He seemed to hear someone saying, I want you to accompany me.

And he responded happily.

"It's getting late. I'm going back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Will Xinxin come with me?"

"it is good."

The sun is setting in the west and the light has not yet dissipated.

Rong Yuan and Rong Xin quickly skipped the prosperous capital city, leaving the scattered buildings behind them.

It's like leaving the countless dark and silent years in the past and rushing towards a future full of hope and joy.

Some light needs to be found by oneself, while some light will shine on oneself.

He was grateful that his light came to him.

He was grateful that he had found his light.

They are doing well.