Chapter 127: 127

Sima Jiao, the ancestor who once brought down the first Xianfu in the cultivation world, and the real demon whose forces were currently unifying the Remon Realm, at this moment, took her for a vacation in an unknown city in the cultivation world. For a gluttonous person like her,  her boyfriend’s move was touching.

When Liao Tingyan thought about it, she felt that she had seen it before. Her roommate’s boyfriend got up in the middle of the night because of a phone call and bought barbecue and cakes downstairs for her.

Given that her boyfriend was so nice, even if she was forced to accompany him in the water, she could endure it.

And the surrounding scenery was really good and refreshing. She had lived in the Demon Realm for so many years. The scenery of the Demon Realm was really nothing to say. There were large deserts and barren forests, and lush green plants were rare. There were some plants growing in Winter City, but most of the plants in the Demon Realm were also different from the real world. Some were weird, and the colors were not too fresh.

So she hadn’t seen this beauty for many years, and smelled this fresh and pure mountain and forest atmosphere. Like a leaf, she floated on the water.

When Liao Tingyan floated on the water, Sima Jiao placed his head on her stomach and looked up at the sky just like her.

The red maple and bamboo forest rustled, the red maple leaves fell, and was gently blown by Liao Tingyan as it flew slowly upside down, floating in the air like a butterfly. Her eyes moved lazily following the leaf.

“Have we done this before?” Liao Tingyan asked.

“Yes,” Sima Jiao hummed, seeming to be half-wake and half-asleep.

Liao Tingyan looked at him. Compared with the moment she saw him first, he looked more lazy, but he was very similar to her. She used to be like this. She liked to laze and do nothing outside of work. Friends said that after staying with her for a long time, it was easy for them to get lazy. It seemed that even the demon boss wasn’t immune to this lazy disease.

She subconsciously twisted Sima Jiao’s hair, twisting and chewing it smoothly.

She didn’t remember when the bad habit of chewing was developed. She used to work at the Rouge Terrace. They prepared staff dormitories and bathhouses. Although Liao Tingyan lived at home, she occasionally stayed in the staff bathhouse taking a bath, chewing on a kind of grass stem that could whiten teeth and keep the mouth fresh while taking a bath. These cleaning supplies were equipped in the bathhouse, so she chewed and played with it, and then got used to it.

Realizing that this was not tooth grass, but the hair of her boyfriend, the demon boss, Liao Tingyan froze. Under the staring gaze of the demon boss, she took out his hair from her mouth and rubbed it carefully in the water. Then took out a comb, combed it smoothly, and put it back.

“Is it delicious?” Sima Jiao asked her.

Liao Tingyan: “Not delicious.”

Sima Jiao’s expression was not right, Liao Tingyan immediately realized, and changed her words, “It’s delicious!”

His expression was still wrong.

Her boyfriend was really hard to coax.

Sima Jiao got up, combed his hair back, and said, “You are so greedy that you even eat hair.”

I am not, I am not!

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“Get up and go eat,” Sima Jiao said.

The small lake was quite shallow, and the wooden corridor next to it stood on the small lake. Sima Jiao stepped on the wooden corridor and pushed the carved grids away. He turned around and stretched out his hand to Liao Tingyan who was standing in the water. He pulled her up too.

The sleeves shook. The water vapor on his whole body disappeared, and he was a slick demon again.

He found a bathrobe and put it on. 

Liao Tingyan, who was wet, “…” You are old, don’t you consider changing your clothes?

To be honest, Liao Tingyan doubted that he had ever changed his clothes. How did he wear the same clothes every day? Although he loved to take a bath, he was still a cultivator. There was no dust and dirt on his body, but he couldn’t always change his clothes. 

She had found a lot of men’s clothing in her own space before, in various styles and colors, possibly her boyfriend’s clothes. She thought for a while, took out a set of white auspicious cloud pattern robes, unfolded it in front of Sima Jiao, and asked him, “How about this one?”

Sima Jiao looked at the clothes she took out and didn’t say anything. Liao Tingyan brought out another white set with many ink patterns, “What about this set? If you want to change your image, this set is also good.”

She also brought out a purple set. This set was more rich and noble.

The social animal’s work experience told her that it took skills to get customers’ recognition. She didn’t ask the other person directly if it was okay, but came up with a few sets of plans at once. The other person would naturally not consider whether it was okay, but directly enter the selection process.

As it was now, she had taken out three sets, Sima Jiao was very likely not to consider not changing, but to consider which set to change to.

Sima Jiao: “You prepared it for me?”

Liao Tingyan: “There are a lot of clothes in my space. You should have worn them before.”

Sima Jiao smiled, and approached Liao Tingyan’s ear and said, “I didn’t know that you used to prepare new clothes for me.”

She understood that she used to prepare clothes for her boyfriend, but she never took it out, probably like the ring that was prepared but not given out. Now, the amnesiac self was directly pierced.

Seeing the demon boss raised lips and the dark expression on his face, Liao Tingyan could only pretend that nothing happened.

Sima Jiao lowered his head and kissed her.

He took off his robe and threw it aside. Liao Tingyan hurriedly picked up his clothes and closed the wooden windows. The ambiguous light of the evening reflected through the patterns on the wooden window partitions. Sima Jiao took off his robe and his fair skin was also covered with a hazy warm yellow.

He looked handsome when undressed, and the movement of pulling his inner shirt over his head was also very beautiful. His chest was covered by a white undershirt. He wore a black outer shirt to cover the white undershirt. Only a white edge was left. He pulled the front collar at random, and the knuckles of the fingers that were bent were especially attractive when he tied the belt.

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