The BE of the anime turned into a HE

Guangling Palace.

Qingluan has been staying by Guangling's side since he came back, never leaving for a moment. After the trip to the Far North, he was really afraid that Guangling would leave him.

There were many doubts in the Far North. He clearly felt that he died in the snow, but in the end he was still alive and inexplicably had an extra 100,000-year soul ring.

However, Guangling has been in a coma, which makes him suspect that this matter is related to Guangling. Xiongshi has already told him everything that happened before and after he and Guangling disappeared.

I think something must have happened, but he didn't know it, and Guang Ling might have paid a huge price for him.

Whenever he thought of this, he felt heartbroken. If he were stronger, could he have avoided all this?

Just as he was immersed in his own thoughts, Guang Ling's snow-white eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, his burning gaze falling on Qingluan's face.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. His Qingluan was fine, so good. His white hands gently stroked Qingluan's face.

Qingluan's thoughts were interrupted by the warmth coming from her face. She came back to her senses and met Guangling's eyes, their gazes full of affection.

The two spoke almost at the same time.

"Qingluan."

"Guang Ling."

Then they looked at each other and smiled, with each other in their eyes.

When Guang Ling saw Qingluan like this, it felt so unreal, his Qingluan almost...

Then he raised his hands and put them around Qingluan's neck, and kissed her actively. Their soft lips caressed each other, occupying each other little by little.

When the kiss ended, both of them had irregular breathing, the passion in their bodies was aroused to the maximum extent, and their eyes were filled with desire.

Qingluan had been single for a long time, and her body reacted quickly to the kiss just now. A ball of fire rose up in her abdomen, burning every inch of her skin.

All the cells are clamoring and going crazy, wanting to press down hard.

But he held back. Guang Ling had just woken up and was still very weak, unable to withstand his torment.

Guang Ling saw Qingluan's reaction, reached out and touched the corner of Qingluan's lips, stroking it gently, and then touched the rolling Adam's apple all the way down.

Qingluan, who was already aroused, could not withstand such teasing. Her breathing became heavier and she groaned, grabbing the hand that was causing trouble.

The voice was magnetic and a little hoarse, "Guang Ling, don't move, I can't help it."

Guang Ling had a sly smile on his face. He took Qingluan's hand and kissed the back of her hand. Then he grabbed Qingluan's collar and pulled her down.

At the close distance of lips to lips, I could feel Qingluan's breath on my face, which made me feel itchy. Her voice was cold and had a hint of temptation.

"Then don't bear it, Qingluan, I want you."

Then he kissed her directly.

Qingluan only felt that the taut string suddenly broke, and all the restraining force turned into phantoms. The body was far more honest than consciousness.

At the last moment, Qingluan regained a bit of rationality, propped herself up, and struggle continued to emerge in her eyes.

"Guang Ling, no, your body won't be able to handle this."

"Such a slouch." Guang Ling sighed, raised his legs and wrapped them around Qingluan's waist, then exerted force and pressed back.

……

After a long time, from his angle, he could see Qingluan's fair cheeks slightly flushed, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, and she hummed.

……

When it ended together, Guang Ling was so exhausted that he lay limply on Qingluan's body, his flushed cheeks touching his chest muscles.

He complained quietly, "You've been taking too long. You've made me so tired."

Qingluan reached out and touched Guangling's head, her eyes bright, a smile on her lips, and she spoke jokingly.

"It's just that there's a greedy little cat who insists on eating it."

Hearing this, Guang Ling blushed in embarrassment and raised his head to refute.

"No way, it's obviously you who want to eat me."

As he spoke, his voice became softer. Qingluan chuckled upon seeing this, and put her arms around the man, her tone gentle.

"Yes, yes, it was me, the big bad wolf, who insisted on eating the little white rabbit."

Guang Ling straightened up and looked at Qingluan. He saw her short blue hair sticking to her forehead, her smoky blue eyes were affectionate and focused, and his own image was reflected in her pupils.

Such a blue phoenix is ​​as gentle as jade, less cold and more warm, with a rare sense of laziness.

I swallowed unconsciously and couldn't help but speak.

"Qingluan, you look really good like this."

Qingluan smiled and said nonchalantly: "Is there?"

"Yes." Guang Ling said, raising his hand along Qingluan's forehead, lifting up all the loose hair that was hanging down, revealing her smooth forehead.

"Oh! By the way, Guang Ling, what happened in the Far North? I actually got an extra 100,000-year spirit ring."

After saying that, Qingluan observed Guangling's performance.

Guang Ling naturally knew what Qing Luan wanted to ask, but he didn't want Qing Luan to know, so he spoke in confusion.

"I don't know either. I've been in a coma and just woke up today. The matter of the spirit ring may be just like those people before. There are many inexplicable things."

Qingluan always felt something was wrong, but Guangling's reaction was normal, without any abnormality.

"But……."

Before she could finish her words, Guang Ling's finger touched her mouth, "Qingluan, don't think too much, just make the best of it."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Qingluan, the Pope invites you."

Qingluan was stunned for a moment, a flash of doubt in his eyes. What did the Pope want him to do?

Guang Ling reached out and poked Qing Luan's chest muscle, and whispered: "Don't think about it, you will know when you go there."

Qingluan nodded and responded casually: "I know."

When Guang Ling saw that Qingluan was in trouble, he just stood up, but his legs went weak and he fell down. He was so scared that he quickly closed his eyes.

Qingluan quickly picked the person up, her eyes full of doting.

"You, you!"

As he spoke, he picked the person up and carried him sideways, went to the bathtub, gently placed the person in it, and kissed Guang Ling's forehead.

"Be good, soak for a while and wait for me to come back."

"it is good."

Qingluan washed them casually and strode away. She looked at the clothes on the ground with a bit of disgust and decided to move all the clothes to Guangling's place in the future.

He picked it up casually, put it on, and walked away in big strides.

In the Papal Basilica.

"Greetings, Pope." Although the chief priest said that they did not need to obey the Pope or perform salutes, Qingluan still saluted respectfully.

Seeing this, Qianxunji quickly helped the man up with a smile on his face.

"Qingluan, no need to be so polite."

"Yes, Pope."

After the words fell, neither of them spoke. A trace of sadness flashed in Qianxunji's eyes. He and Qingluan had a good relationship before.

But because of what happened last time, even though the father rescued the person in the end, the damage caused was irreversible.

There was a rift between him and Qingluan, and they were never the same again.

"Qingluan, I heard that you were going to propose to Guangling. Go to the treasury and pick out a few things as a token of my appreciation."

Qingluan didn't expect this to happen. She was stunned for a moment, then she reacted.

"Pope, this is too precious..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qianxunji.

"Qingluan, don't refuse. Just think of it as compensation for what happened before. At that time, I really..., ah!"

Hearing this, Qingluan didn't know how to respond. What happened in the past did create a rift between him and Qianxunji.

When he first arrived at the Spirit Hall, since they were of similar age, Qian Xunji was considered a rare close friend and they had a lot of interactions.

But last time, he and Guang Ling almost died in the Star Dou Great Forest, and Qianxunji was delayed because of the matter of the Saint...

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and then a while passed.

Qianxunji walked forward and hugged Qingluan, his voice full of apology, "I was wrong about what happened last time."

Qingluan knew it was not easy to make the Pope bow his head, so she stopped worrying about it.

"I had forgotten it long ago."

Then the two of them stretched out their hands and bumped their fists together, and Qianxunji laughed heartily.

"Qingluan, if you need me when you propose, just let me know."

"no problem."