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

When Ning Xiyuan got up from the bed, Yan Qian'an was sitting at the table outside, peeling grapes in silence.

When the boy was no longer drunk, he returned to his usual thoughtful self.

But it was rare for her to see confusion on the boy's face in such a situation.

Ning Xiyuan walked over but didn't say anything.

Yan Qianan stood up suddenly.

The two looked at each other, and the situation became a little awkward.

"Please sit down, please sit down."

Yan Qian'an put his hands on Ning Xiyuan's shoulders and pressed him down on the chair.

Then he served the grapes to Ning Xiyuan.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

I wanted to curse, but I held it back.

She poked a grape with a bamboo stick and saw Yan Qi'an sitting opposite her. When he looked at her, his eyes were very complicated.

Ning Xiyuan: ???

The dirty words are on the tip of my tongue again.

Ning Xiyuan put down the plate, folded his arms on the table, sat upright, and smiled amiably.

"What's the matter?"

"Please say."

system:? ? ?

No, it was offline for just one night. How come the couple have become so polite now?

Bumpy...too bumpy!

The girl had a sweet smile, with curved eyebrows and eyes, but Yan Qian'an inexplicably felt a chill down his spine.

He suppressed this strange feeling and said: "Last night..."

Yan Qianan found it ridiculous.

Yes, when he was forced to come to the world of cultivation as a proton, he was already prepared to sacrifice everything to survive.

What is a body when necessary?

Can....

Yan Qian rubbed his temple.

I don’t know why I think so much.

He was taking advantage of Ning Xiyuan.

Ning Xiyuan was also using him.

Once a relationship crosses the line, it can easily affect the common interests of two people.

The more I think about this matter, the more headache I get.

Hearing Yan Qian'an bring it up, the girl opposite laughed, her tone full of sarcasm.

"last night?"

"The way the young master clung to people last night and refused to let go, he looked more like a dog than the dog at the door."

Ning Xiyuan also pressed his temples like Yan Qi'an.

She wanted to die, that's right.

But she really didn't want to die.

Whenever Yan Qianan mentioned last night, she could think of Yuzhu's intriguing expression.

"Snapped!"

With a slight sound, Ning Xiyuan crushed the crystal glass in his hand.

She stood up with a bang just like Yan Qian'an did just now, and looked down at Yan Qian'an.

Gnashing teeth: "Shame on you!"

I've never been so embarrassed in my life.

The reason she got to know Yan Qi Anding was because she had committed too many sins in the past.

Ning Xiyuan left these two words and rushed out without even taking the grapes on the table.

Yan Qi’an: ???

Who?

Who is like a dog?

It's not... what's embarrassing, could it be that last night he...

Yan Qian’an’s face turned even darker.

No matter how stupid he was, he was vaguely aware that his judgment was wrong.

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Yuzhu was drinking tea in the yard.

His life was monotonous. Apart from playing the piano, he drank tea every day.

Day after day, it's really boring.

So when Yan Qian'an stepped into the courtyard, there was a rare ripple in his eyes.

"Young Master." Yuzhu stood up and bowed.

The voice is gentle, like clear water, without any edges.

Yan Qi'an: "......"

He was already getting irritated before we even started talking.

He was good at disguising himself, but his approachable and gentle personality made his time in the Futu Sect not so difficult.

but....

The real and the fake can always be distinguished at a glance.

"What happened last night?" Yan Qian'an's tone was stiff, and it felt even more awkward when he asked.

He regretted it as soon as he said it!

What's the point of worrying about all these things?

What has been done is like water spilled on the ground. There is no need to worry about it.

Yuzhu smiled: "The priest wants to drink with me..."

Yan Qi'an interrupted: "That doesn't need to be said."

The smile on Yuzhu's face became even wider.

It's obvious that the two of them have a good understanding of each other, but this is how they get along.

He had never seen it before, but he found it interesting.

He didn't care about Yan Qi'an's attitude and said with a smile: "The young master was drunk last night and hung on you, very... docile."

Yuzhu thought for a long time before finding an appropriate adjective.

Yan Qi’an: ???

Who...who is hanging on whom, he must have heard it right.

Ning Xiyuan's small arms and legs...

Yan Qian'an got the answer and was about to get up and leave when Yuzhu spoke again.

"The young master buried his head in the adults' arms."

"I've said it twice, sir, it smells so good."

"The relationship between the two of you is really good."

After Yuzhu finished speaking, she praised sincerely.

Yan Qian'an was stunned. He felt as if the top of his head was transparent.

Did he... last night?

In front of outsiders?

What you have done is like water spilled on the ground.

Today he finally knew how to write the words "spilt water cannot be collected".

Yan Qian'an had never felt so stupid.

liqueur?

Never drink again.

When Ning Xiyuan came back from visiting the Regent, Yan Qi'an was sitting in the yard in autism.

Ning Xiyuan was satisfied with this.

It's finally quiet.

As a result, Yan Qian'an disappeared the next day.

He didn't disappear, and left her a note, saying that he was busy with the affairs of the Demon Realm and would be away for a few days.

If you have any questions, just tell Yingyi.

Ning Xiyuan felt nothing.

It was not until late at night that she truly felt the difference of Yan Qian'an's departure.

"Ugh!"

Ning Xiyuan sighed heavily on the bed and stretched his limbs vigorously.

It feels so good to have the big bed all to yourself!

The Zhaigu Festival is getting closer.

The reputation of the Nebula Palace grew rapidly, and the entire imperial city was full of praise for it.

No matter whether it is resurrection or spring coming back to life.

There are more and more believers in Nebula Palace.

In addition, there is another thing that has attracted a lot of attention...

——The goddess returns to the capital.

After more than half a month of observing the people's sentiments, the White Lotus Goddess will arrive in the imperial capital soon.

This year, there is the gimmick of praying for rain during the Zhaigu Festival, and the city has gradually become lively.

The Regent was overwhelmed.

In addition to multiple deployments, troops must also be dispatched.

The Third Prince was building up momentum, and his actions were so swift and unexpected that it was simply beyond the capability of his stupid brain to do anything.

Li Changyan would send people to see what Ning Xiyuan was doing every day.

He actually hoped that this confident girl would make adequate preparations at this time.

but no.

Every time the spies brought back news, it was -

"sleeping."

"eating."

“Eat grapes.”

"Drinking with Yuzhu."

"Sleeping..."

This cycle continues, and life becomes so monotonous and regular.

Li Changyan smashed the teacup in anger.

If he wasn't really a brainless idiot...he's too patient.

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Yanyan: I ran away in anger. Hehe

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I'm starting to feel sleepy again, I don't have any drafts saved, hehe

Start saving tomorrow~

I spent the whole morning learning how to do concert makeup...I finally believe that I am clumsy.