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

Wen Er and Qi Xuan left in a cool manner, leaving behind an inexplicable and suffocating atmosphere.

Qu Zhen hadn't recovered from those calls of "sister" yet. She was in a state of panic. When Qi Xuan came close to her, she saw Qu Yingtian's face...

Hey!

Qu Zhen shuddered and got goose bumps all over her body.

The person involved, Ning Xiyuan, continued to rock along the curve of the rocking chair as if nothing had happened. Even though his eyes were still on the book, he could still accurately pick up the grapes and put them into his mouth.

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

Yan Qian'an clenched and unclenched his fists several times, his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.

eat...

Eat! Eat!

Just know how to eat!

Wool grows on sheep, and aren't skinless grapes grown by sheep's hands?

Qin Chen was not drunk despite such an exciting scene. He suddenly sat up, stared at the two people, chuckled, and took a few more sips of wine.

After Shen Shiwei turned around a few times, she suddenly saw Sun Zi sneaking outside the door. She raised her hand and whispered, "There's an old friend at the door."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Lu Chaoyang: ???

Lu Chaoyang: "I, I went to practice swordplay."

As he said this, he threw the sword under the eaves, turned around and ran towards the room.

Although I don't know why, I always feel that this place is not suitable for staying for long.

Seeing that Ning Xiyuan didn't react at all, Yan Qian'an suddenly laughed out of anger.

"You have nothing to say?"

Yan Qi'an took a few steps forward, lowered his head, and leaned over like Wen Er had just done.

His body was much larger than Wen Er's. When he bent down, he could completely cover Ning Xiyuan, which added a bit of oppression.

Ning Xiyuan: "Yeah."

Yan Qi'an: "...Not at all?"

Ning Xiyuan: “Ah.”

Yan Qi paused, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

But Ning Xiyuan continued to nod without raising his head: "Yes, you are right."

Yan Qian'an was speechless and just smiled.

This is not the first day he has known Ning Xiyuan.

"Baby, don't be perfunctory with me." Yan Qian'an sighed softly, and hooked up the end of Ning Xiyuan's hair like Wen Er, and moved his fingers gently upwards.

That cold tone became nostalgic and tainted with an ambiguous atmosphere.

It's sticky like sugar water that can't be dissolved.

The rocking chair stopped rocking and Ning Xiyuan stopped reading.

As she raised her head, she pushed Yan Qi'an's face, which was very close to her, aside and blurted out, "Isn't that disgusting?"

She is feeling a little unwell.

Yan Qian'an stopped smiling completely, his mouth tightened into a straight line.

He bent down, picked up Ning Xiyuan with an expressionless face, and walked into the house.

Is it disgusting?

Isn’t that woman who was dressed up so flashy and whose clothes looked like peppers rotting in the field disgusting?

Ning Xiyuan struggled a little, and Yan Qian'an paused.

Then the small plate of grapes on the table floated up out of thin air and followed the two people into the room.

Qin Chen was amazed.

Just looking at these two people, it seems like they don't need any food when drinking.

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Yan Qi'an threw Ning Xiyuan on the bed, so Ning Xiyuan rolled over and wrapped himself in the quilt, with the half-read script in his hand turned upside down on the bed.

The girl has closed her eyes peacefully.

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

The long speech I had just prepared was now stuck in my throat.

If you stay with Ning Xiyuan for too long, you will get sick.

Yan Qi'an: "What are you doing?"

He asked in a concise manner.

Don't think that what happened just now can be written off.

Ning Xiyuan's answer was equally concise and clear: "Nap."

Yan Qian'an's expression froze again.

He really thinks of himself as something.

After dinner, I took a break, read some miscellaneous things, and ate some sweet fruit.

Isn't it time for a nap?!

At best, he was just following Ning Xiyuan's wishes and volunteered to be her mount.

It’s okay, Yan Qian took a deep breath.

He has always been good at endurance and disguise, and these are easy for him.

So the young man curled his lips, and the feeling of rippling blue waves and warm spring river water came back again.

The gentle voice was full of temptation.

"Baby?"

"She can call me baby, but I can't?"

"What kind of logic is this?"

Yan Qian'an pressed down on the bed, staring down at Ning Xiyuan.

Ning Xiyuan: "...Who is she?"

I felt a bit lazy after dinner.

I just don't want to move.

Yan Qi'an felt better, but still said stubbornly: "What does it matter?"

Ning Xiyuan opened his eyes, and the two looked at each other.

She could vaguely see a hint of purple in the boy's eyes, which was a bit strange as she hadn't seen it in a long time.

"You are different."

Ning Xiyuan looked at it a few more times and spoke.

Maybe too ripe.

When Yan Qi'an yelled like this with this face, she...

Tsk.

It's just a bit of an itch.

Yan Qian'an's mouth corners raised.

Is he...different?

Then there was immediately a look of joy in those eyes.

The young man pretended to stand up easily, then lay down beside her without saying anything else.

But a hint of sweetness slowly rose in my heart.

Sure enough, in Ning Xiyuan's heart, he was different from others and was completely different from those messy people.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet. Ning Xiyuan frowned, feeling something was unusual. She turned her head and glanced at Yan Qian'an.

Yan Qi'an was smiling.

why?

Ning Xiyuan was too lazy to think and fell asleep very quickly.

Soon, the air became quiet.

Yan Qi'an didn't sleep, as he didn't have the habit of sleeping.

He picked up the book that Ning Xiyuan had just placed on the bed. His expression became more and more solemn and he frowned fiercely.

It is really...

I didn’t expect Ning Xiyuan would like to read such a book!

Time flies by fast, especially when you are sleeping.

Ning Xiyuan woke up naturally, and when she woke up she saw Yan Qian'an staring at her with a complicated look.

My heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the boy raised his hand and gently touched the side of her face.

The force is too light, like the wind, and a little itchy.

So, as Ning Xiyuan was already prepared, the boy spoke: "My dear, you finally woke up."

"..."

"..."

The air was as quiet as death, filled with an unknown atmosphere of awkwardness.

Ning Xiyuan was so shocked by this sentence that he was shocked on the outside and tender on the inside. Yan Qian'an was still observing Ning Xiyuan's expression.

He saw that the crappy master in the books called his disciples like this.

Ning Xiyuan couldn't put this book down.

There is always something to be said for.

But the plot is so fragmented and brainless that we can only start with the name.

--Good night--

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