The interstellar life of a cultivator

The weekend passed quickly. After dinner at the Shi family's old house, Shi Ran and Yun Jingzhi went back to the apartment because they had to go to school tomorrow.

As soon as Shiran returned to the apartment, Yun Jingzhi pressed him down on the sofa. Looking at Yun Jingzhi's enlarged handsome face, he asked, "What are you doing?"

Yun Jingzhi stroked his hair tenderly, and he whispered: "I will close the door tomorrow, and I asked Xingwang to accompany you."

"No need." Shi Ran shook his head and smiled lightly, "I don't need anyone to take care of me."

"No." Yun Jingzhi touched his face, "Let Xingwang accompany you. I'm afraid you won't be used to being alone. It would be better to have someone with you at home."

He knew that if Shiran was alone, Shiran would definitely miss him, and he wanted XX to divert his attention.

Shi Ran played with Yun Jingzhi's hand. His hand was slender and beautiful. Shi Ran liked his hand very much, "Okay, then you have to get out of seclusion quickly. I will miss you."

"Yes." Yun Jingzhi lowered his head and kissed his cheek, "After all, I will miss my Ranran very much."

Shi Ran raised his head and kissed the corner of Yun Jingzhi's mouth. Yun Jingzhi took the opportunity to hold his lips. Shi Ran's eyes moved and he opened his mouth slightly. Yun Jingzhi touched his lips.

Shiran responded slightly, Yun Jingzhi pressed the person on the sofa and forced him to raise his chin.

Shiran tightened his grip on Yun Jingzhi's clothes, his body softened slightly and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

The kitten-like voice made Yun Jingzhi uncontrollably kiss his forehead, eyes, tip of nose, chin, and finally stopped at Shiran's slender neck.

Yun Jingzhi didn't stop until Shiran couldn't bear it anymore and cried and begged for mercy. He kissed Shiran's sweaty forehead, stood up and picked up Shiran, and Shiran hugged his neck.

"I'll take you to take a bath." Yun Jingzhi hugged the person in his arms tightly with satisfaction.

The corners of his bright red eyes trembled slightly. He lay on Yun Jingzhi's shoulder and said in a hoarse voice, "Jingzhi, I'm so sleepy."

"Then Ranran goes to bed, and I'll help you wash it." Yun Jingzhi coaxed softly, "You'll get sick if you don't take a bath."

"Yeah." Shiran responded in a daze.

Yun Jingzhi carefully helped Shi Ran take a bath and then carried him out of the bathroom. He gently put him on the bed. When he got up and was about to enter the bathroom, Shi Ran held his hand.

"Jingzhi sleeps with me." Shi Ran hummed softly with her eyes closed.

Yun Jingzhi gently stroked his bangs and laughed softly, "Wait for me for a while, then I'll be okay. I'll take a shower and come out right away."

When Shiran let go, he shrank a little aggrievedly, "Okay."

Yun Jingzhi took a quick shower and came out to accompany Shiran. Shiran turned around and leaned into his arms, leaning against his chest.

Yun Jingzhi hugged him tightly, kissed his forehead, and coaxed softly: "Go to sleep!"

The next day, Shiran was woken up by Yun Jingzhi. He was a little confused and said, "Jingzhi."

"Yes." Yun Jingzhi picked him up and said gently: "Get up, I made breakfast."

Shiran leaned against Yun Jingzhi weakly, "Are you going to retreat while I go to school?"

"Yes." Yun Jingzhi rubbed his bangs, "I'll carry you to wash up."

Shiran opened his eyes and shook his head, "No, I'm going to take a shower now."

The two of them finished their breakfast quickly, and Yun Jingzhi walked Shi Ran to the door, "I'll ask Xing Xing to pick you up after class today."

Shi Ran shook his head and refused, "I can do it myself, so I don't need to bother Xing Wan."

Squeezing Shiran's cheek, Yun Jingzhi said seriously, "Ranran promised me to eat well. If you are unhappy, just tell Xingwang."

Shi Ran took a step forward and hugged him. This was the first time he and Yun Jingzhi separated after being together. He nodded obediently, "I will, I'm going to class."

Yun Jingzhi kissed the top of his hair gently, "Okay, I will miss you."

Shiran stood up on tiptoes and kissed Yun Jingzhi's lips, then withdrew from his arms, turned around and left, saying, "I know, I will miss you too, I'm going to school, Jingzhi."

Looking at his back, Yun Jingzhi laughed fondly.

Nearly two months have passed. Yun Jingzhi, who had clearly said he would be in seclusion for a few days, has not yet come out of seclusion. Suddenly, he is worried every day.

Xing Xing knew that he was worried, so he tried to comfort him, "Of course, the master is just practicing in seclusion. Nothing will happen. There may be big gains. Otherwise, he won't be out of seclusion for so long. Let's have dinner first!"

While he was absentmindedly picking at the rice, he raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him, "Xiao Xing, did you also have to retreat in the world of cultivation before?"

"Yes."

"Xiaoxing, I want to go to the school's mecha training ground tonight." Shi Ran has been training in the portable space recently and rarely goes to the mecha training ground.

Xingwang looked up at him and put down the chopsticks in his hands, "I'll go too."

"Huh?" Shi Ran asked in confusion, "What are you going to do?"

Xing Xing said matter-of-factly, "Master asked me to follow you, Ranran. You are my master, and I will definitely go wherever you go." He actually just wanted to see what the mechas in the interstellar world looked like.

"Okay." Shiran didn't believe Xing Xing's words, but the image of Xing Xing as an Internet-addicted boy had already penetrated into his heart. He didn't go out unless necessary, but he didn't ask too much.

The two of them had almost eaten and then went to school.

Suddenly, a stern young man appeared next to him. The long white gown worn by the young man was rare and almost an unseen design, but the pattern was very nice.

The boy listened to Shi Ran's words very much. Although his expression was indifferent, it could be seen that he had a good relationship with Shi Ran.

Xing Xing naturally noticed the strange looks from the others. He glanced at them lightly and said, "Of course, why are they all looking at us?"

Shiran had long been used to it, so he whispered: "It's okay, they think your clothes look good."

Xing Xing looked down at his blue clothes, and then at Shiran's simple and loose clothes. His clothes were obviously too cumbersome.

“Okay.”

Suddenly she laughed out loud when she heard his words, "Let's go now." Then he walked forward.

"Oh!" Xingwang followed closely.