Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Ning Xiyuan sat up straight and immediately looked at Yan Qi'an.

The inexplicable guilt in his heart flashed across his mind and disappeared in an instant, and then he smiled at Yan Qi'an: "It tastes good."

"Would you like to try it?"

She handed her wine glass to Yan Qian'an and asked.

The depressing atmosphere was broken, but it seemed to have inexplicably fallen into another kind of solemnity.

Yan Qian'an took the wine glass from Ning Xiyuan, but his eyes fell on Yuzhu. He did not hide his hostility at all and stared at her so directly that he almost pierced through her.

He just went back to the Demon Realm to deal with some mess that required his involvement.

When he rushed back in a hurry, all that was left in the room was a table full of chess pieces, scattered all over the table.

Find this man again!

Yuzhu lowered her eyes and smiled.

He felt helpless as he was misunderstood.

"Did you just come back from there?" Ning Xiyuan saw that Yan Qi'an had not spoken for a long time, so he stretched out his finger and poked his wrist.

It looks like the mood is not right.

These days...

What exactly happened in the Demon Realm?

Thinking of this, Ning Xiyuan's eyes began to show some murderous intent and restlessness.

Yan Qian'an did not answer Ning Xiyuan's question.

He just snorted and drank the glass of wine in his hand.

Immediately, he said mockingly, “Nothing more than that.”

It's not even as good as the wine that can be found everywhere in the Southern Region.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes and ignored Yan Qian'an's childish behavior: "Okay, okay, if it doesn't taste good, forget it."

Ning Xiyuan picked up a peanut for Yan Qian'an.

The tone softened a bit.

It seems like coaxing, but also like some kind of compromise.

Although Yan Qian'an looked down on Ning Xiyuan, he still ate the peanut with Ning Xiyuan's chopsticks.

Then he poured himself another glass of wine.

The corner of Ning Xiyuan's mouth twitched slightly.

But what else is there to drink?

Yuzhu laughed, with a hint of smile in her eyes.

These two people...really...

Ning Xiyuan was eating the fish on the table, while Yan Qi'an was drinking.

So none of the three spoke.

Until Yan Qian'an finished the jar of wine.

Ning Xiyuan then looked at him.

Needless to say, the boy's appearance is charming and alluring, like an enchanting fairy.

That kind of feminine beauty knows no gender.

At this time, he didn't say anything, just sat upright with his back straight.

He is still like a cold and untouchable banished immortal.

"Why don't you speak?" Ning Xiyuan was kind enough to take care of Yan Qian'an.

Before she put the lotus root slices into the plate in front of Yan Qi'an, her wrist was grabbed.

The boy controlled her hand and stuffed the lotus root slices into her mouth. The black color looked like a deep vortex.

But it makes people feel a little dull for some reason.

Ning Xiyuan took a deep breath.

As expected, the wrist held by Yan Qian'an felt his warmth, just as hot as ever.

"You...are you drunk?"

She tried to pull her hand away, but it didn't move.

The lotus root slices were finished, but Yan Qian'an still held her wrist tightly.

Ning Xiyuan is now completely certain.

Can’t eat spicy food... and can’t drink alcohol?

It wasn't her fault for being careless. It was just that Yan Qian'an was such a good drinker that if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to tell that he was drunk.

"what?"

The boy spoke.

He asked, frowning fiercely, seeming dissatisfied.

Ning Xiyuan spoke again, this time she raised her voice: "Are you......"

Yan Qianan came closer, bent down slightly and lowered his head, as if to hear clearly what she was saying.

The two of them were too close.

It was so close that she could easily see the small mole rolling on the boy's Adam's apple.

Then he was suddenly pressed into someone's arms. The boy seemed to sniff gently, and said with satisfaction: "Ningning, you smell so good!"

Yan Qian'an's voice was unclear, but he pecked her earlobe in admiration.

Ning Xiyuan:!!!

She took back the idea of ​​​​treating Qian'an as a good drinker!

He pushed Yan Qian'an away and saw Yuzhu smiling.

Ning Xiyuan cursed inwardly and wanted to twist Yan Qi'an into a pretzel on the spot.

If you can't drink it, don't drink it.

She had a strange sense of shame.

She was ashamed, but the drunk was not.

Yan Qian'an quickly came up again, and this time, he wrapped his arms around Ning Xiyuan's neck.

Hang yourself up on it.

And because of the slightly mismatched body shape, the posture looks a little weird.

"Ningning smells delicious."

It was this tone again, and Ning Xiyuan couldn't help but hold his forehead.

This time, she didn't push Yan Qian'an away.

Instead, she let the man hang on her. When she stood up, Yan Qian'an also stood up.

"Farewell."

Ning Xiyuan didn't even turn his head, and supported Yan Qian'an and walked towards the courtyard opposite.

There has never been a time when she wanted to use the "teleportation" spell so badly!

Yuzhu looked at the two people's backs, with a smile on her lips, but a desolate look in her eyes.

It’s nice to have someone to accompany you.

This suddenly quiet and cold yard is really a bit disgusting.

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After returning to the room, Yan Qian'an became even more unscrupulous.

He put his arms around her waist, held her in his arms, and bent down to kiss the teardrop mole at the corner of the girl's eye.

"Ningning..."

"Ning Ning."

The fragmented words of the name flowed out of his mouth, sticky and unsatisfactory, as if he could never finish saying them.

Ning Xiyuan gritted his teeth.

regret.

She will never let Yan Qianan drink again!

"Yan Qian'an, if you can't take a shower by yourself, you will have to sleep on the floor tonight." She was held in Yan Qian'an's arms and couldn't push him away, so she threatened him.

After a while, Yan Qi'an let go of Ning Xiyuan, and there was some distance between them.

The young man lowered his eyes, and there was no longer the brokenness he pretended before, but a genuine sense of grievance in his eyes.

"Ningning is so fierce."

That somewhat cold voice was accusing.

Ning Xiyuan sighed.

commit a sin.

She really wanted to kick him out.

But in the end, this was not done.

The drunk Yan Qian'an seemed to be able to see the emotions expressed on the girl's face.

So he took a few steps back.

"I'm going to take a shower."

"I want Ningning to hug me!"

Yan Qi'an made a request.

Ning Xiyuan ignored him and turned to go to the hot spring in the backyard.

I hope the little pervert can sober up after being cleaned in the clean room.

The hot spring water is of suitable temperature, making people feel relaxed and comfortable.

If she had time, she could just soak in the water and take a nap.

But not tonight.

As soon as she closed her eyes, all she could think of was Yan Qian'an holding her tightly.

Ning Xiyuan stood up from the water irritably, rubbed his eyebrows, dried his hair and went back.

As soon as I stepped over the screen, I saw the young man sitting on the edge of the bed in thin pajamas.

There seemed to be some water marks left on the delicate collarbone.

It meanders all the way down and falls into the strong muscle texture.

"Ning Ning."

As if he heard a sound, the boy looked up with a hint of joy in his eyes.

Look at her.

There is nostalgia and even dependence in the tone.

Ning Xiyuan paused, feeling a little itchy in his heart.

She couldn't deny it.

At that moment, she was also happy.

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Yanyan is drunk, hehe.