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

Ning Xiyuan felt his ears were burning.

The boy leaned so close that his lips almost touched her earlobe.

Those two words...

Unclear, obscure and ambiguous...

Ning Xiyuan tightened his hand slightly on the boy's lower abdomen and unconsciously increased the strength.

Yan Qian'an looked at Ning Xiyuan's pink neck and was in a good mood.

He was very satisfied with Ning Xiyuan's reaction and pursued the victory.

"Master, but I can't give birth to a child..."

The boy's voice was still gentle, as if he was laughing or mocking.

But there is some inexplicable grievance that makes people feel pity for him.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Ning Xiyuan's mind went blank, which was rare.

A few large words suddenly appeared in her mind out of context.

——Ban Qi'an.

——Give birth to a child.

She couldn't imagine the boy with a bulging belly, as if just thinking about it would be a blasphemy to her own brain.

Ning Xiyuan hated himself for not being thick enough.

He was just about to rebuke Yan Qian'an in a righteous manner and tell him to stop talking nonsense.

A familiar warm current surged in Dantian.

Ning Xiyuan was no stranger to the collision and fusion of forces.

There are signs.

But I was caught off guard, and the pain in my limbs instantly spread throughout my body.

Then the waist became slim and the limbs became slender.

The abundant power circulates throughout the body.

Change...

Changed back! ?

The pajamas that had originally fitted her now clung tightly to her body, revealing the girl's curves.

The slender waist goes down and the hem of the skirt just covers the base of the thighs.

The small hand pressing on the waist became longer, colder, and stronger.

The girl bent her knees, pressing them right between his legs.

"..."

"..."

The silence lasted for who knows how long.

"Snapped!"

The script in the boy's hand fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Everything seemed to come back to life.

Yan Qian'an regained control of his body. He quickly pushed the girl down, wrapped her in the quilt, and stuffed her tightly into the bed.

He quickly turned over and sat up, with his back facing Ning Xiyuan.

All this happened in a flash. Yan Qian'an's chest heaved violently, and he couldn't control his emotions that were rising in an instant.

The palm of my hand seemed to still have traces of the smoothness of the girl's waist.

He didn't do it on purpose, but he still saw the curve of her chest when he lowered his eyes.

Ning Xiyuan: ???

When she came to her senses, she felt like a tied-up caterpillar, and it took her many attempts to struggle out of the cage of the quilt.

"Changed back."

Ning Xiyuan half-sat on the bed, looking at his slender fingers, and then he relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.

She can finally return to Soul-Slaying City to enjoy a peaceful life.

Sure enough, a corpse needs to lie down all the time to be comfortable.

Ning Xiyuan was particularly happy because of his changes.

She looked up, and the boy still left her with his back.

Ning Xiyuan: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Why is Yan Qian'an so weird?

She has returned to her normal size. Isn't Yan Qian'an happy?

villain.

Ning Xiyuan crawled back into the quilt that had completely fallen apart.

Yan Qi'an: "You go to sleep first."

The boy's voice was low and hoarse, suppressing his own desires.

He stood up and walked around the screen, looking a little hasty.

Now lying down, he couldn't bear to think how embarrassed he would be.

Those uncontrollable desires and emotions rushed into his brain as soon as he saw the girl's face.

There was a sound of water in the bathroom.

Ning Xiyuan was stunned for a moment, then he smiled.

We are so familiar with each other, there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

A young and energetic guy.

Ning Xiyuan stretched his arms freely on the big bed, enjoying the happiness of having the bed all to himself.

Not sleeping for several days was quite a drain on her.

Ning Xiyuan didn't know when he fell asleep, but he vaguely remembered that the intermittent sound of water had not stopped.

When Yan Qian'an came back, the girl was already sleeping peacefully.

It was her usual sleeping position.

Lie flat with your hands outside the quilt.

The long black hair spread out like the dark night sky, intoxicating.

Eyelashes flutter.

A rare tranquility.

The corners of Yan Qian'an's mouth curled up slightly, and he couldn't help feeling happy.

His Ningning...

Has it finally changed back?

The boy lifted the quilt, put his arms around the girl's waist, and held her in his arms.

The two people fit together perfectly.

Like it should be.

Yan Qianan enjoyed this feeling.

The sweet scent of the girl still lingered on his nose, making him feel particularly at ease.

"Ning Ning."

He gently kissed the side of the girl's face and whispered.

It was clearly just an ordinary word, but when it was repeated aloud, it was filled with all the tenderness and attachment.

He likes these two words.

His Ningning.

After a long time, sleepiness came over me.

Only by lying next to Ning Xiyuan could his heart, which was always on guard, calm down a little.

Only she made him feel at ease.

In the darkness, the two people's hair were entangled together like overlapping waves, one after another, inseparable.

The boy's low voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

But it brought a perfect end to this peaceful and warm night.

"Ning Ning."

"Such a thin waist."

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Ning Xiyuan was strangled to wake up. The boy's hands were tightly restraining her waist, and the restraint was getting more and more severe.

"Yan Qi'an!"

"Wake up!"

Ning Xiyuan put his hand on Yan Qian'an's chest and pushed him away in dissatisfaction.

Is this how humans sleep?

When there was no response and Ning Xiyuan was ready to take violent measures, the boy opened his eyes.

The purple pupils sparkled, as if surrounded by stars and filled with soft light.

"Good morning, Ningning."

The boy's voice was still unclear. He was awake, but not fully awake.

He bent down and kissed the tip of the girl's nose.

Ning Xiyuan was silent.

She couldn't process the feeling of waking up in the morning with someone by her side.

Yan Qian'an's intimate actions were so natural that she didn't even notice anything wrong.

Shouldn't...

So when Yan Qian'an finally woke up, what he saw was Ning Xiyuan thinking about life.

The girl rested her head on his arm, but he still raised his forearm and gently touched her lips.

Did he kiss Ning Xiyuan?

No slapping?

Ning Xiyuan didn’t tell him to get out either?

This is a good sign.

Early in the morning, Yan Qi'an was already feeling happy.

Ning Xiyuan looked up, met Yan Qi'an's eyes, and frowned slightly.

Yan Qi'an: "Explain why you entered the secret realm alone."

The young man put away his smile, but he did not look stern. Instead, his eyes sparkled with grievance.

Ning Xiyuan was stunned.

Yan Qian'an laughed out loud in his heart.

The preemptive strike was indeed effective.

He is not a competitive person, mainly...

The girl in his arms looked pretty and well-behaved, but her usual style was that you couldn't get ivory out of a dog's mouth.

He is in a good mood at the moment.

I really don’t want to hear any words that will affect my good mood for the whole day.