It was not until Liang Yong hurriedly ran out of the room that she looked inward and found that the injury had healed. At the same time, the thick medicinal power in her body continued to work, and she did not need to use her own energy to heal the injury. The remaining medicinal power could completely recover from the injury.

He was both surprised and relieved, surprised that Liang Yong had so many spiritual medicines, and was pleased with his selfless treatment for himself. Like her practiced in Shura Dao for thousands of years, she could not collect so many spiritual medicines from Liang Yong. There was a place where the spiritual energy was abundant, and it was many times more spiritual medicines than the spiritual medicines in the human world. I can’t figure out where Liang Yong got so many spiritual medicines.

After thinking about it so randomly, I still didn't notice the inconsistency between my two steamed buns at this time. Then I heard the footsteps of Liang Yong coming, and shyly closed my eyes again and continued to pretend to be unconscious.

Liang Yong hurried back to the house. Seeing Zhu Juhua's face was rosy and breathing smoothly, he knew that her injuries were gone, so he was anxious to wake her up, but when he said this, he stuttered and suddenly realized that he didn't know what to call her. Before he knew her identity, he habitually called her Juhua as natural, but now she has become a Shura Fairy, and she always feels inappropriate to call her like this. When he thinks of Shura Fairy's strength, he is frightened.

My mouth opened and stuttered for a long time: "Female...female...hero...chrysanthemum...chrysanthemum, wake up..." In the end, I still kept my heart and continued to call it "chrysanthemum". I still felt so intimate that I would not feel a sense of distance.

After screaming several times, Zhu Juhua knew that she could not pretend to be able to hold her anymore. Her eyelashes trembled a few times and opened her eyes and pretended to be confused for a while. Then she focused on Liang Yong and shouted in surprise: "Liang Yong, you are finally here."

Seeing her simple surprise appearance, Liang Yixin suddenly became soft and no longer cared about grabbing her wrist and inputting the true energy input to visit. He asked with concern: "Don't move, do you still hurt?"

"Thank you, I'm already done." Zhu Juhua nodded happily, and a blush appeared on her face. The thousands of years of Taoist movement did not work at all in front of Liang Yong. She was not as determined as the 18-year-old girl. Feeling his hot eyes, her heart beat hard and couldn't help but feel happy.

Liang Yong was still holding her wrist and naturally could feel her sudden accelerated heartbeat. When she looked at her blushing face, she felt strange in her heart. This feeling was very strange. They were not together for a long time, and only for more than a day, but when they met again, they felt very familiar, just like they had been together for a long time. Love involuntarily grew and spread.

Naturally, neither of them spoke. Zhu Juhua lowered her head shyly, and Liang looked at her stupidly

I don’t know how long it took, half a minute? Maybe it was five minutes?

Zhu Juhua sat up and retracted her hand. After all, the girl still had to be much more reserved and could not stand this ambiguous scene. Her palms were inadvertently guarding her chest, but she suddenly remembered the big thing she wanted to do. Her face changed drastically and stared at Liang Yong and said, "I..."

But at this time, Liang Yong also woke up and asked anxiously: "You..."

The two of them spoke at the same time, and then stopped at the same time after saying a word. Although they were both anxious, they found that they could not explain the matter clearly in a sentence or two. Liang Yong was worried about exposing Zhu Juhua's identity, so that they could no longer maintain such a peaceful and relaxed relationship. They didn't know how to speak for a while. Zhu Juhua also found that she had wanted Liang Yong to hide too much before, and suddenly she had difficulty in explaining that all this was worried that it would cause Liang Yong's misunderstanding.

The two of them smiled awkwardly, and Liang raised his eyebrows and said, "You talk first."

Zhu Juhua nodded, and suddenly found that she hadn't thought about what to say. She lowered her head and thought about the peach blossom fan on her chest. She immediately had an idea and reached out to touch her chest, but found it was embarrassing to unbutton the collar in front of Liang Yong. She hugged her chest and ran out the door, and said hurriedly: "Wait for me for a while."

Unexpectedly, this action scared Liang Yi. It was broken! She wouldn't find that one steamed bun is big and the other is small. She wants to hide outside in the dark to confirm, right? Now she's dead...

With the hot temper of the Shura Fairy, she found that she was flirting with her coma and could not kill herself with a sword. Looking at the narrow window in the room, she would definitely not be able to get out, and it would be even worse to escape from the door, so Zhu Juhua stayed outside.

For a moment, the brave and invincible hero Liang actually looked like a dirt and stood in the room trembling.

When he was pinching, Zhu Juhua suddenly screamed in horror from outside: "Ah! No, I... lost it!"

This scream made Liang Yi's soul scatter and sat on the ground with a clang. He was dead... dead... God! Bodhisattva! Bless me not to be split in half by her...

Zhu Juhua rushed in in a breeze. Her coat was still covered, her vest buttons were buttoned up and down, and her underwear was even more up and down. The collar was covered with white color. A pair of big steamed buns flashed violently, and it seemed that they were about to swell up and down. One of them was obviously much more intense, which was easy to understand. If it was too big, it would be heavy. The acceleration and inertia of heavy were naturally much greater, so the frequency of shaking was naturally different.

"Did Liang Yong see my stuff?" Zhu Juhua asked anxiously.

"Uh..." Liang Yong was so scared that he took two steps back.

"Don't uh uh, uh, when you changed my underwear just now, you didn't see a small fan on my chest. You just took it, but if it fell off, how could I be worthy of the lady?" Zhu Juhua urged anxiously, and one hand was still touching around the collar, causing two steamed buns to jump around.

"Uh... this... I saw a fan. But it was originally mine, I just took it back..." Liang Yong was still quite nervous. Although he knew that she was not anxious about the big and small steamed buns, it was even more important to have the peach blossom fan. No matter what he said, she would not take away the peach blossom fan.

"I know that's yours. Last time the lady saw this peach blossom fan was fun, she took it with her. She wanted to keep it for a souvenir. But she took the fan without your consent, and she was still apologized. So in a critical moment, she would rather be caught or ask me to return the fan to you, not to be misunderstood by you." Zhu Juhua explained that the peach blossom fan was not throwing her hanging heart and she was in the mood to tidy up her messy clothes.

"Miss, who is the lady? You didn't take this fan, are you not Shura Fairy?" Liang Yong asked carefully with a puzzled look on his face.
Chapter completed!