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

"Ningning said I can't do it?"

Yan Qian'an suppressed the strange emotions rising in his heart, sat down next to Ning Xiyuan, and held the girl's hand tightly.

The corner of Ning Xiyuan's mouth twitched.

"I didn't say that." Ning Xiyuan denied it flatly.

Not very old.

That's a mature idea.

Yan Qian gritted his teeth.

It's hard to even begin to argue about this kind of thing.

Forget it.

Today is his birthday, he is generous.

Taking out the ring given by Qu Zhen, Yan Qian'an silently put it on Ning Xiyuan's hand.

The girl's fingers are slender and white.

The red crystal is even more dazzling among the porcelain white, emitting a beautiful halo.

Before Ning Xiyuan could come to his senses, another ring was stuffed into his hand.

"Put it on me."

Three words, crisp and clear.

Quite ruthless.

But Ning Xiyuan seemed to have heard the "humph" after these three words.

Really...

childish.

She commented in her mind and then grabbed the boy's hand.

The familiar temperature, hot, spreads from the place where the skin touches to the blood and merges into the tendons and veins.

She actually held her breath, which was rare.

There was a bit more seriousness in his eyes.

When Ning Xiyuan put the ring on the boy's hand, he had a moment of enlightenment.

She's really crazy.

It was clearly just a casual action, but it looked so solemn and serious.

Looking up, the boy's face was close at hand.

Those beautiful purple eyes were now staring straight at the ring, brewing joy and satisfaction.

Comrade Xiaoyan seems to be really easy to satisfy.

Ning Xiyuan stared at the young man's trembling eyelashes and laughed.

At this moment, a drop of blood had already dripped onto the ring on her hand.

The formation was activated, and the spiritual energy began to spread and then retract.

The pink aura fell like peach blossoms, leaving a long trace and drawing a heart shape in the air.

Ning Xiyuan: “…Haha.”

Good soil effect.

Just laugh a few times.

Yan Qian'an obviously didn't expect this to happen.

To be honest, he was also a little embarrassed.

But he still grabbed Ning Xiyuan's hand: "It's your turn, Ningning."

Ning Xiyuan: "This is too bloody."

She looked into Yan Qian'an's eyes, then lowered her head to look at the ring on his hand.

Blood blending...

These four words are so intimate that they are absurd.

It's a pretty ring... no need to make it look like some witchcraft.

"Ningning..."

The boy's voice was hoarse and low, but it sounded like a whimpering little animal or a coquettish kitten.

"Whoa!"

I'm so annoying.

Ning Xiyuan gritted his teeth and finally forced a drop of blood from his fingertips, which fell on the crystal.

She really couldn't understand how such a serious person like Qu Zhen could come up with such an indecent thing.

"Are you satisfied, dear Comrade Xiaoyan?"

Ning Xiyuan's death smile.

But it did not prevent the same pink aura from appearing in the boy's ring, drawing another heart in the air.

The two hearts are close together and intersect.

Four words appeared above.

"To tie the knot."

Yan Qi'an whispered as he stretched out his hand and pulled Ning Xiyuan into his arms.

The two people were wearing thin clothes and were very close to each other.

In her trance, she seemed to be able to feel the vibration of the boy's chest.

"So ugly."

Ning Xiyuan frowned and complained.

Yan Qi’an: “…Indeed.”

But... like it.

The two are not in conflict.

Ning Xi stroked the ring on her finger, which was smooth and round.

But I still feel a little uncomfortable.

She had never liked these before.

"drink wine?!"

Ning Xiyuan raised his voice slightly as he looked at the two wine glasses that appeared out of thin air in the young man's hands.

Yan Qian'an's expression remained unchanged, and there was still a smile in his eyes.

"We can't let Qin Chen down."

"What do you think, Ningning?"

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

When did Yan Qian'an and Qin Chen become so close?

How come she doesn't know.

Today is Yan Qian’an’s birthday!

Ning Xiyuan didn't know how many times he had reminded himself of this.

drank wine.

Fearing that Yan Qian'an might do something unexpected, Ning Xiyuan quickly opened his gift.

"Blood Moon Stone."

"I thought...it belonged to you."

Ning Xiyuan held the box in both hands and handed it to Yan Qi'an.

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

The young man lowered his eyes, and the Blood Moon Stone shone brightly. The surrounding light suddenly flickered, resonating with the demonic energy.

There is no difficult process of recognizing the master.

Blood Moon Stone seemed to be born to like the young man in front of him.

Acknowledge his bloodline.

Recognize his identity.

"Ning Ning..."

Yan Qian'an's heart was beating.

He likes blood moonstone.

Just like he was determined to grasp the power and climb to the pinnacle of power.

So he never dared to slack off and he kept his goal in mind.

Can...

At this moment, he looked at the girl's face, and the Blood Moon Stone didn't seem that important.

Just finished drinking Rouge Drunk.

Yan Qian'an has not yet experienced what the specific effects are.

But drunk.

He never gets drunk in front of outsiders, as the alcohol will be driven out of his body by his magic power.

Only in front of Ning Xiyuan.

He allowed himself to get drunk, allowed himself to indulge, and allowed himself to take off all his disguises.

The Blood Moon Stone did not receive the favor of its owner.

Its owner opened his arms and held the girl in his arms.

She was already familiar with the warm embrace.

There was still a moment of shock.

Yan Qianan hugged her and enveloped her completely, as if she was the whole world.

This realization made Ning Xiyuan's heart beat violently.

She was connected to the world.

No longer alone.

Such thoughts are fleeting, and reason always prevails at such times.

Her eyes told her.

Love is not eternal.

Not worth coveting.

"Call me, Ningning."

Yan Qianan buried his head deeply in the girl’s neck.

The familiar scent permeated him, and he was also tainted by her scent.

in this world.

There was also someone who made longevity noodles for him.

Give him a gift.

Know what he wants most.

Free and unrestrained, fearless...

Such a person is completely different from him.

People with different ideals cannot work together, but...he is shamelessly greedy, envious, and jealous and wants to possess it.

How long can people with different aspirations go?

He didn't know that after love and passion reached their peak, there was an endless abyss, burying the unknown and fear.

"Yan Qi'an."

Ning Xiyuan spoke.

"No... no..."

Not Yan Qian'an.

he wants--

"Yanyan?"

"Ayan."

The girl softened her voice.

Ning Xiyuan was keenly aware of the girl's uneasiness. He hugged her tighter and tighter, almost knocking the Blood Moon Stone out of her hand.

"Ah."

"it's me."

"It belongs to Ning Ning."

The boy kissed the side of her face, his voice trembling, firm but never changing.

He has so many plans for the future.

But at this moment, Ning Xiyuan took the first place.

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Our male protagonist also looks like a kitten.

We will also be a little sad if you look at the copy, but the overall ending is HE. I usually don't write be. Thank you for your support, dears