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

The content of the competition has always been ever-changing, and it is meaningless to refer to the format of previous years.

Qu Zhen had come here with great anticipation, but now she was in a calm mood, eating hotpot with others around the table.

AI matched a picture hehehe~

Juicy, tender and piping hot.

As for tomorrow's team competition, screw it.

The worst that could happen is that we really lose, which would just be what they want.

Qu Zhen only felt empty inside occasionally when she was eating meat.

It is undeniable that Ning Xiyuan and Lu Chaoyang are both geniuses, but on the other side there is...

Ning Jin, Lin Hansheng, Liu Ning...and Qu Yingtian.

Four golden elixirs.

People who practice Taoism do not care about the desire for food and drink. This statement seems like nonsense.

Everyone at the table looked like the reincarnation of starving ghosts who hadn't eaten for 800 years.

"Eat something and grow taller." Ning Xiyuan used the serving chopsticks to pick up a few pieces of meat for Yan Qi'an, his tone perfunctory and casual.

The boy sat among the crowd, yet seemed not to be among the crowd.

His natural loneliness and unsociability made him feel out of place.

Yan Qian'an lowered his eyes and looked at the meat in the bowl. After a while, he picked up the chopsticks and ate it slowly.

It was spicy, but not unbearable.

As far as he could remember, this was the first time he had a meal at the same table with so many people in a harmonious atmosphere.

Yan Qian'an was a little distracted.

He watched the girl pick up food for him as if she was feeding him, and he mechanically accepted it all.

Young Master...

Tonight, I don’t seem like an ungrateful person without a conscience.

"Master Yan, your mouth..."

When Shen Shiwei looked up, she met Yan Qi'an's face and exclaimed in surprise.

Ning Xiyuan looked at Yan Qi'an and took a breath.

"Ok?"

Yan Qi'an put down his bowl and chopsticks, he looked at Ning Xiyuan and spoke in a gentle voice.

What is rare is not a disguise.

"You can't eat spicy food?" Ning Xiyuan frowned. She stretched out her hand and lightly touched the red lips of the boy in front of her with her fingertips.

Somewhat swollen.

The boy's skin was delicate and white like jade, and was now stained with a light red.

There seemed to be some fine beads of sweat on the tip of the nose.

Yan Qian'an was stunned. He lowered his eyes and it seemed that the only thing in his sight was the girl's slender white fingers.

The fingertips are round and pink.

On...his lips.

It feels numb and cool, making people want to get closer.

He lowered his head to make the contact closer.

For some unknown reason, he gently held the girl's fingertips in his mouth.

Just a moment.

Because he came back to his senses quickly, Ning Xiyuan also withdrew his hand.

She poured a glass of ice water for Yan Qian'an. As for the feeling on her hand, she didn't care about it.

"Why didn't you tell me you couldn't eat it?"

Ning Xiyuan handed the ice water to Yan Qian'an and couldn't help but ask.

The boy's appearance was naturally feminine, with a face like a beautiful girl and a complexion like spring flowers. His phoenix eyes moved slightly, and his long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, leaving a bright red at the corners of his eyes.

Brokenness and coldness coexist, completely tearing apart the gentle mask.

It also hides its evil and cruel nature.

Yan Qi'an quickly took Ning Xiyuan's water and drank it all.

Can't he eat spicy food?

Maybe.

It is said that spiciness is actually a kind of pain.

And he...

If you experience too much pain, you will become numb, immune, and accustomed to enduring it.

There was still a hint of coldness between the lips, and the tip of the nose seemed to be filled with the sweetness of grapes.

It cannot be dispelled, and it cannot be ignored.

The cold water flowed down my throat, suppressing the restlessness that was rising up for no reason.

"forget."

Yan Qianan answered.

These two words quickly disappeared with the cool breeze in the night.

The atmosphere at the table changed again and again.

The painter watched the whole thing accidentally and just wanted to find a place to rest his eyes.

Help!

The two of them are really crazy.

As for the others, they didn't care much, especially Lu Chaoyang, who buried his head in the bowl and never raised it.

Damn delicious!

Qingluan Peak is very large, with many empty palaces. After late at night, several people stayed there directly.

Lu Chaoyang was full after eating hotpot, so he took the painter for a walk.

Shen Shiwei went back and opened her introductory rules for poison cultivation.

Qu Zhen stood on Qingluan Peak, looking up at the bright starry sky above her head, and her heart was filled with joy and relaxation she had never felt before.

Inside the bedroom, lights flickered.

Ning Xiyuan changed into pajamas, half leaned on the bed, and read the script left by Yin Ting.

It’s crazy and crazy enough.

Whether it is "The Genius Baby: My Demon Lord Husband", "My Master Has Abused Me Thousands of Times, But I Treated My Senior Brother Like My First Love", or even the one "After the Cold Goddess Escaped, the Paranoid Mad Dog Cried Heartbrokenly".

When it is earthy to the extreme, it is tide.

When Yan Qian'an walked over, Ning Xiyuan put away the book, looked up, and his eyes fell on his lips.

Still very popular.

When the boy sat next to her, Ning Xiyuan touched his lips with her hand again.

"Don't eat it next time."

Ning Xiyuan couldn't help but speak.

Considering that the villain had been working tirelessly as a human skinning machine during this period, she decided to let Conscience return to the factory within a limited time.

Yan Qianan nodded and said nothing for a long time.

Looks... strangely obedient.

The two of them leaned against each other, shoulder to shoulder, their white pajamas overlapping each other, quiet and peaceful.

Ning Xiyuan waved his hand and extinguished the candle.

The other glowing stones in the hall also went out one by one.

She lay down and prepared to sleep.

The conscience that she had to return to the factory within a limited time was not enough to support her to sit with Yan Qi'an all night.

Just as I fell asleep, I was pulled into a warm embrace.

The man held her hand and pressed it against her swollen lips, his warm breath passing over her.

searing.

piping hot.

"Ningning, your hands are so cold."

It seems like it will never get warm.

The boy's voice seemed to be shrouded in a different color in the darkness, his voice was gentle yet cold.

Sometimes near, sometimes far away, it evokes nostalgia at the end.

"Don't touch it if it's cold."

Divine gold.

Ning Xiyuan rolled his eyes, pulled his hands back, and folded them flat outside the quilt.

She slept straight, resting her head on Yan Qian'an's arm.

She seemed to be subtly familiar with that kind of passion.

I fell asleep quickly and peacefully.

Yan Qianan lay on his side, tracing the girl's eyebrows and eyes in the dark.

The night soon fell silent, and when the girl's even breathing sounded, Yan Qian'an wanted to wake her up in a vicious way.

But in the end he only half-hugged the girl and held those cold hands again.

Forget it.

The young master picked some food for him today.

He reluctantly allowed her to...get some sleep.

The unique fragrance of the young girl lingered between the two of them, and their breaths overlapped.

Sweet taste, addictive.

Since birth, the loneliness brought by blood lingers, but holding the girl in his arms, it seems...

I feel a little more at peace.

I somehow found a home.

"Ning Ning."

In the darkness, the boy's voice was very soft.

Like a sigh.

It's like mumbling to oneself.

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Yan Qi'an (current version): His mouth is swollen, probably because it's spicy, but it doesn't matter, the young master rarely gives him food, he won't die from eating it

Yan Qi'an (later version): My mouth is swollen from kissing Ningning last night, and I want to kiss her again today.

Yuanbao: ...Nervous!

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Good night, babies.

I'm going to school tomorrow!

Planning to climb Songshan on Wednesday!