Michiko

Why doesn't Qing Xiao want it?He had never seen such a seductive goblin like Xie Xuanyang, and he was petrified.

In Qing Xiao's impression all along, Xie Xuanyang is a restrained person, even when the double cultivation has reached a high level, he always blushes and bites his lower lip tightly, uttering a few muffled moans.

Those who are impatient rarely appear, let alone as active as they are now.

Qing Xiao raised her hand to hold Xie Xuanyang's bare shoulders, pulled him a short distance away, frowned slightly, and looked up and down a few times.He couldn't help wondering what was wrong with Xie Xuanyang.

Xie Xuanyang's black eyes were full, as clear as the sky after the rain, and like a newborn child, so innocent.He opened his arms, unreservedly showing the great spring in front of him to Qing Xiao.

He tilted his head suspiciously, and said with a slight grievance in his tone, "Master?"

Qing Xiao looked at Xie Xuanyang even more strangely, and felt that there was something wrong with his Taoist companion.He took out a piece of clothing from the storage bag and draped it over Xie Xuanyang's body. He grabbed the person's shoulders and was about to lift him up horizontally, asking Bu Wenye to have a look.

Although Bu Wenye is essentially a demon cultivator who is at odds with immortal cultivators, he is indeed a great talent who understands everything. Compared with Qing Xiao, a sword cultivator, he can see what is wrong with Xie Xuanyang.

However, at this moment Xie Xuanyang burst out laughing.He held down Qingxiao's movements, and smiled, "Okay, okay, Qingxiao, I'm back."

Seeing his familiar smile, Qing Xiao immediately understood that Xie Xuanyang was just pretending.He lowered his head against Xie Xuanyang's forehead, "Master? Huh?"

Xie Xuanyang took Qing Xiao's lips with his jaw and lightly bit, and said with a teasing smile, "Yes, master~ren~"

He tapped Qing Xiao's heart with his fingertips, and said, "Ten fingers connected to the heart, as a sword maker, he used the blood of his fingertips to sharpen the blade for me, so I have to recognize him as the master?"

Qing Xiao said nothing, just staring at Xie Xuanyang with a dark color in his eyes.

Xie Xuanyang raised his hand and hugged Qing Xiao's neck again, pressed his voice against Qing Xiao's ear and murmured bewitchingly, "You look like this, do you mean you don't want me... to belong to you?"

Qing Xiao's Adam's apple couldn't help rolling.Xie Xuanyang's hand slid down from his shoulders, along the groove of his back to his waist, caressing it vaguely, causing Xie Xuanyang's skin around his waist to feel numb and powerless out of thin air, and his body couldn't help feeling a little dizzy. Soft, trembling slightly.

"Belongs to me?" Qing Xiao's voice became a little hoarse due to patience, "Totally?"

Xie Xuanyang's breathing became unstable under Qing Xiao's teasing, he couldn't help but let out a low sigh, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.The flesh at the waist has always been his sensitive point, and Qing Xiao grasped this point, but Xie Xuanyang didn't want to surrender easily at this time.

He let out a long breath, suppressed the pain that ran all over his body, licked the corner of his mouth, and said, "You... want me to be your natal sword? Two natal swords, Daoist Qingxiao It's really a big appetite...Excalibur is not...well, it's so easy to fully recognize the master."

After that, he rubbed his bare feet against Qing Xiao's calf provocatively.

Qingxiao's eyes sank even more, and she took a deep look at Xie Xuanyang, kissed his jade-like earlobe, then lowered her head and buried her head in his neck, biting and licking his Adam's apple, and said in a hoarse voice, " Excalibur has a spirit, if I want Excalibur to fully recognize its owner, what should I do?"

Xie Xuanyang couldn't help but tilted his head back, the corners of his eyes were even more red.He said, "Then... let him, have to admit..."

Qing Xiao asked, "Why do you have to admit it?"

Xie Xuanyang swallowed softly, "You, you are pretending to be stupid... Well, what are you asking?"

Both of them have reached this point, how could Qing Xiao fail to understand his hint?

Qing Xiao lifted her head from his neck, her hands touched his buttocks from her waist, but she said calmly, "I just don't know."

Xie Xuanyang thought: I don't know, why are you still touching me?This guy is simply committing an evil taste, and he clearly wants to force people to speak out.

He took a deep breath, broke the jar and said, "Let him... be powerless to refuse."

A smile flashed in Qingxiao's eyes, and he raised his hand to hug him onto the still warm sword-forging platform.

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Nine layers of profound thunder resounded through the imperial city, and the momentum was huge. Everyone in the city knew that there was an artifact in the Taifu's mansion, and they rushed to see it, but they were stopped by the guards of the Taifu's mansion.But Liu Zhou, Mo Lingyan and others waited outside the sword casting room in the mansion after Xuanlei passed, but they didn't expect to wait for a long time before Qing Xiao could come out from inside.

Mo Lingyan couldn't help feeling panicked, and kept pouring tea down, trying to use the cold tea to drown out his thoughts flying around.Bu Wenye watched him pouring down his good tea cup after cup like boiled water, feeling extremely distressed.After Mo Lingyan poured another pot, he finally couldn't help but asked, "Can you drink tea?"

Mo Lingyan downed the tea in the cup in one gulp, swallowed with a grunt, and said, "How can I care about drinking tea now?"

Bu Wenye gritted his teeth and said, "Don't drink if you don't want to taste it!"

"But I'm worried! If I don't drink tea to interrupt, my mind will be full of problems with Master's casting of the sword, and Xuanyang's accident can't be saved..." Mo Lingyan scratched his head irritably, "Ahhhhhhhh ! All kinds of troubles!"

Bu Wenye said, "What's the use of your worries? You don't know how to forge swords. Besides, the Nine Layers of Profound Thunder has fallen, Daoist Qingxiao must have successfully forged a sword."

Mo Lingyan exhaled violently, and slammed his head on the table to vent his anger.He said, "Then why haven't you come out for so long? Xuanlei has passed for so long! It's been so long!! It's been a day! A whole day! We have been waiting here since Xuanlei fell behind yesterday evening, and now It's been a day and a night, and it's evening again, and Master still hasn't come out! Why? Why?"

The more Mo Lingyan thought about it, the more pessimistic he became, the more he felt that Xuan Yang could not be saved, and he was so flustered that he wanted to roll on the floor.

Liu Zhou could not help kicking Mo Lingyan to the ground when he heard the blood vessels in his forehead pulsating.He gritted his teeth and said, "Noisy! Stop talking nonsense to me here, the young master is absolutely impossible! Shut up!"

Mo Lingyan was even more annoyed.

At this moment, the closed door of the sword casting room finally moved, and it was slowly opened from the inside with a click.Mo Lingyan's eyes lit up, he jumped up from the ground and was about to rush over, but was tripped by Liu Zhou and fell to the ground.

Mo Lingyan hissed and said, "What are you doing?"

Liu Zhoudu glanced at Qing Xiao who came out of the sword-making room, saw a little bruise on his collarbone sharply, turned his head and told Mo Lingyan, "Now is not the time to ask him."

Mo Lingyan felt baffled, and said "ah" in a daze, "Why? I'll go and see Xuanyang."

When Qing Xiao came out, Mo Lingyan had already noticed that he was holding a man across his arms. Although the man was tightly wrapped by clothes and his body shape could not be seen clearly, and his face was buried in Qing Xiao's embrace, Mo Lingyan couldn't see it. Ling Yan would never fail to recognize that it was Xie Xuanyang.

It's just that Xie Xuanyang didn't move, and Mo Lingyan was really worried that something was wrong with his body, so he wanted to go up and ask.

Liu Zhou looked down at him, his eyes really hated iron but steel.He said, "What are you looking at? If you go to look at the young master now, you will only be beaten to death by your master."

Mo Lingyan was even more confused, and asked, "Why? Xuanyang and I are good brothers."

Liu Zhou rolled his eyes helplessly, and sighed, "Didn't you realize that the young master is actually not wearing any clothes?"

Mo Lingyan poked his head out to look at the back of his master who was going away. He couldn't see the body he was holding in his hands, but he could still barely see the naked feet and two small ankles. There seemed to be strange purple dots on the fair skin.

He nodded and said, "Oh, it's true. But what does this have to do with me not being able to go up to see it? Isn't Xuanyang wrapped in a master's coat?"

Seeing Mo Lingyan's stupid look, Liu Zhou was even more helpless. He touched his face and said, "Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand?"

Mo Lingyan blinked and said that he really didn't understand what Liu Zhou meant.At this time, Bu Wenye interjected, "I didn't expect you to be so simple, Pop, and you don't have a sweetheart?"

Mo Lingyan was not convinced, and retorted, "I have! Who said I don't?"

Bu Wenye said, "Oh, then there must be no meat."

Mo Lingyan slammed his mouth dryly, having nothing to say.Although he has read a lot of books and read countless short story books, he has never served meat, and he has never even drank meat soup. At this age, he has only held the white hand of his sweetheart at most.

He said, "What does not being able to look at Xuanyang have to do with not driving with me, um...?"

"Little boy, since you have never had meat before, it is understandable for you not to understand." Bu Wenye smiled meaningfully, "Come on, let uncle tell you. Your master... I am so excited now, so you Do you understand?"

Mo Lingyan was just about to refute that his master is a flower of the high mountains, and his heart was so cold that it was impossible for him to be moved. Somehow, he thought of the little storybook he had read before, combined with the strange little spot on Xie Xuanyang's leg and wrist, he suddenly understood .

Then, aren't those little dots almost exactly the same as the description of the traces after the sex in the little storybook?

Mo Lingyan blushed suddenly, his eyes fluttered in embarrassment, thinking why he was not allowed to go up to check on Xuanyang's situation, and said that he would definitely be beaten to death by his master if he went up to look at Xuanyang's situation.No one wants others to see the happy appearance of their Taoist companion, even if it is a good brother of their own Taoist companion.

When Liu Zhou saw this, he knew that Mo Lingyan understood.Unlike Mo Lingyan's embarrassment, he was a little angry about it.He looked at the direction where Qing Xiao left and clicked his tongue coldly, turned to Mo Lingyan and said, "Your master is really a beast in clothes."

Mo Lingyan asked blankly, "Why, why do you say that? What do you want to do with a Taoist companion...um...isn't it human nature?"

"The young master was rescued, and he—" Liu Zhou snorted coldly, and then cursed, "Beast!"

The author has something to say: Hehehe, the resurrection cannon intentionally guided by the little goblin Xuanyang in the middle, you know, it’s not easy to find a reason for the protagonist group to drive, I don’t know why I always feel that these two wow-- --Coldness is normal

Mo Lingyan: Hey, I was worried outside, but you guys are inside hehehe?????

Liu Zhou: Bah, Qingxiao dead beast

Qing Xiao: Actually, I refused, but I'm a Taoist couple who just went online. . .a little enthusiasm