Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

The temperature of the human body is of course higher than that of bedding.

Yan Feng didn't need to explain this truth, Shi Muyun would also understand it.

only……

The emotions in my heart are a mess.

Shi Muyun didn't know whether he should think so.

Although the man who claimed to be his sword spirit was thin and thin, he could tell from his voice and the feel of his hands that he was definitely a man.

There's something wrong with a man lying with a man hugging each other like this, right?

No.

It's not like he's doing anything over the top.

What's wrong with just helping the other person warm up?

After quickly comforting himself in his heart, Shi Muyun also took off his shirt and lay down next to Yan Feng.

As soon as he passed by, Yan Feng immediately got into his arms as quickly as possible.

When the temperature and breath that seemed to be engraved in the soul came closer, Shi Muyun suddenly felt that the thought he just had was not a common mistake.

It's not that there's anything wrong with lying with a man.

Even if there is a woman next to him, it will definitely not work.

The only person who can lie in his arms is this person now.

Others are male and female.

No one can.

My mind is at peace like never before.

Even because he was worried that the other party would be cold, Shi Muyun specially channeled his own spiritual power. The surrounding area became warm, and he heard the deep laughter coming from the person in his arms.

When he is happy, Shi Muyun will also be happy subconsciously.

The calm mood in his heart became a little more stable. Shi Muyun thought for a while, and then asked in a deep voice: "You said you are a sword spirit, does that mean you don't have a name yet?"

The sword spirit really shouldn't have a name.

Yan Feng hesitated for a while and didn't know how to answer.

The last time Wen Renli could directly say his name, it might be attributed to seeing his true form.

But now Shi Muyun is blind.

He couldn't see his appearance, let alone his true form, and he couldn't even see his beautiful eyes that he was most proud of. How could he still call him by his name?

Yan Feng didn't want a new name.

He also didn't want Shi Muyun to become suspicious.

Just when he was struggling, Shi Muyun beside him spoke again. He said: "You know, I had a dream the night before I made this sword."

Yan Feng was stunned.

Then he subconsciously kept quiet.

He also wanted to hear what the "dream" Shi Muyun mentioned was about.

After a pause, Shi Muyun continued: "I dreamed of a bird. It was blue and round. I didn't know what kind of bird it was, but I thought it should be a swallow, right? "

Shi Muyun is blind.

He can distinguish flowers, birds, fish and insects with his own perception.

But for more details, such as the appearance of each bird species, it would be difficult for him to explain clearly.

Yan Feng explained for Shi Muyun in his heart.

Shi Muyun also said slowly: "That was the first time I had such a dream. To be honest, I couldn't see things for so long that I almost forgot what everything should look like. It's not just a matter of appearance. , and the color, I thought I should not remember it.”

"But I remember that little swallow very clearly. It was blue, the same blue as the sky in my memory. It was beautiful, really beautiful."

It would certainly be too difficult for a blind man to describe the beauty of the things around him.

So when talking about that little bird, Shi Muyun could only keep saying words like "beautiful". This was the highest compliment he could give.

Yan Feng was originally a person who loved beauty.

Especially when he hears the person he likes praising him, Yan Feng will lose his mind with joy!

He kept rubbing happily in Shi Muyun's arms.

The smile on Yan Feng's face reached its maximum level.

Still chirping in reply, he said: "You are right in your dream, I am the little bird! It is blue, it must be exactly the same as what you dreamed about!"

The amusement in his voice was not fake.

Shi Muyun felt that he was in a better mood after listening to it.

He simply took the long sword from the side, stroked the carvings on the hilt, and showed it to Yan Feng. He said, "Look, I carved this hilt myself. Every pattern on it is made as close as possible." I did it in a dream. It's a pity that I can't see the colors or the whole. I can only determine the direction by feeling it. I don't know if I did it well or not."

As he spoke, his fingers continued to stroke the carved patterns on the sword hilt.

Yan Feng could see clearly.

What he carved was not a swallow.

It clearly looks like a little blue bird!

It is exactly the same as Yan Feng's original appearance, there is no deviation at all. This situation made Yan Feng even happier. He followed Shi Muyun and touched the little bird on the hilt. He smiled and said, "You are so beautiful~"

This sentence sounded like he was praising Shi Muyun.

But most of all he is praising himself!

Yan Feng was in a good mood.

Touching the hilt of the sword and looking at the pattern, I kept thinking, how could he look so cute and beautiful~

I don't know what he is thinking, but I can tell from his tone and laughter that Yan Feng is in a good mood now.

Knowing this, Shi Muyun also breathed a sigh of relief.

So he slowly said the rest of the words he was hiding in his heart: "Because I am a swallow, so I want to be called Yan. For so many years, I have been waiting to meet the destined sword, so I met you by one name. What do you think?"

not so.

Because the last name is wrong.

Yan Feng blinked.

He was waiting patiently for Shi Muyun's supplement.

Sure enough, just as he thought, after a long silence, Shi Muyun took his hand. One stroke at a time, he wrote the word "Yan" on his palm, and he said, "I don't know why, but I always feel that this word suits you better."

Yan Feng was happy immediately.

He hugged Shi Muyun's neck and relied on the distance between the two to get closer. Without giving Shi Muyun a chance to refuse, he had already kissed the other person's lips.

Shi Muyun was stunned.

Perhaps it was the instinct engraved in his soul that allowed him to subconsciously know how to respond when the other party kissed him, even if he had never experienced such a thing.

Hold Yan Feng in his arms.

Shi Muyun didn't care whether he was the sword spirit he said he was.

To him, Yan Feng is that special existence.

Shi Muyun had clearly felt this.

Emotions began to rise uncontrollably.

During the kiss, Shi Muyun had already felt the changes in himself. He originally thought that he would never feel this way in his life, but now that he was suddenly attracted to someone he had just met, he didn't think there was anything wrong.

He will take charge.

It seems that Yan Feng doesn't refuse either.

So if you continue to the next step, you should...

Just when Shi Muyun thought of this, his arms suddenly felt empty.

He froze in place.

Yan Feng was also stunned.

A rolling voice sounded in my heart: [Boss, the time has come. Do you want to continue it? 】