Don't touch my tomb!

Cracked, I'm definitely cracked, torn apart...

Qin Xiaocong thought in a daze that he had already been shaken into loose pieces by He Lang.

He didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids, it hurts so much, it really hurts, He Lang is so rude!

The whole bed curtain had fallen to the ground, it was because Qin Xiaocong kept pulling it back and forth and fell down after not letting go.

Under the bed curtain are Qin Xiaocong's and He Lang's clothes, piled up randomly, just like the state of the two of them at this time.

It was really a crazy night, and the room was messy.

During the few kisses and hugs with He Lang before, Qin Xiaocong noticed that he was very talented, but this time he felt the feeling of being taken care of by "very talented", he, he didn't have the energy to cry anymore.

Qin Xiaocong was a little sour: They are both men, why is there such a big difference?

Qin Xiaocong has always been conceited of his beauty, and he is confident that he is the type that men, women, and children love. Wherever he goes, he is a handsome young man, and he is the kind of beauty that is naturally carved.

But after seeing He Lang, he understood what is the number one beauty in the world.Especially as a man, He Lang obviously did nothing seriously, but he could always attract women to approach shyly, such as the maidservants of the Guo Mansion.As for Qin Xiaocong, he can also attract the attention of a certain type of women, such as big sisters and aunts.

The gap is in all aspects, so... it is acceptable to be suppressed, right?

Qin Xiaocong no longer has the concept of time. When He Lang finally calmed down, he didn't even have the energy to scold him. He needs to rest, so let him paralyze quietly.

Half asleep and half awake, Qin Xiaocong knew that he was carried into the bathroom by He Lang, and after that, he didn't know anything.

……

When he opened his eyes again, Qin Xiaocong found that he had changed into new clothes, the quilts on the bed were dry and warm, and the blushing Eight Immortals table had been rearranged and the tea set was placed.

He was nestling in He Lang's arms.

Qin Xiaocong moved his head a little, and found a more comfortable position to lean against. With this movement, he found that He Lang's jacket was not tied...

Is this still the He Lang who usually sits upright and serious?He can be more promiscuous!

Qin Xiaocong slowed down and got up slowly, "He Lang, you are not human!"

He turned around, and seeing He Lang's appearance, he was suffocated again, God, He Lang became more beautiful after washing his marrow, it almost blinded him!

He Lang didn't have his hair tied up, his long hair was casually scattered over his shoulders, his whole body was shining!A sword-shaped silver-white imprint appeared on his forehead, and the shape of this imprint was exactly the same as that of the Dahuang Sword.

He Lang had a lazy aura on his body, and when he heard Qin Xiaocong scolding him, he wasn't annoyed at all, but instead looked at him with a bit of teasing.

Qin Xiaocong felt that he was molested by He Lang's eyes again.He crawled under the bed on all fours, he needs to be quiet!

"Where are you going?" He Lang asked him.

"Don't worry about it." As soon as Qin Xiaocong fell to the ground, his knees softened, and he fell forward involuntarily.

Whoops, the two legs became cotton!Qin Xiaocong burst into tears, he should have dealt with He Lang two days ago when he was weak, so he wouldn't let him make himself like this.

Of course, He Lang would not let his sweetheart fall down. He stretched his long arms around Qin Xiaocong's waist and dragged him back to the bed. He hugged him and kissed his red neck, "Why are you running?" ? Don't you like me?"

Ahhh, I'm so heartbroken to ask such a question!

Qin Xiaocong snorted like a mosquito, "I like it."

He Lang smiled and kissed him again, "Is my service okay?"

"no!"

"Where can't it be, huh?" He Lang's lips pressed against his earlobe, and the hot air sprayed on it as soon as he opened his mouth, making his earlobe itchy and his heart itching extremely!

Qin Xiaocong's face turned red, he couldn't speak.It's not that He Lang can't do it, he's too good at it.

He Lang still didn't let him go, "What's wrong, I will definitely change it next time."

Qin Xiaocong can't be fooled by him, and he still wants to have a next time, but he won't think about it in a short period of time.unless……

"Do you want to have a next time?" Qin Xiaocong showed a sly smile.

"Naturally." He Lang said seriously.

Qin Xiaocong turned around, cupping He Lang's face with both hands, trying to stay awake, "Let me be on top next time."

"Okay." He Lang agreed without hesitation.

"Really?" Qin Xiaocong was overjoyed.

He Lang nodded.

Qin Xiaocong finally calmed down, and immediately felt comfortable all over.It's a pity that he really has no physical strength now, otherwise he would want He Lang to know how powerful he is immediately!

Afterwards, Qin Xiaocong withered for several days, but fortunately He Lang was still human, so he didn't do anything to him anymore.

He Lang sent Qin Xiaocong a lot of spiritual power.As soon as he received He Lang's spiritual power, Qin Xiaocong immediately noticed the difference.This time the spiritual power was more pure, and he also felt that He Lang's spiritual power had improved.

After He Lang successfully washed his marrow, his whole body was like a sharpened sword, his momentum was overwhelming, and his spiritual power overflowed.When Qingyao and He Zhang saw He Lang like this for the first time, they both knelt on the ground together.There's no way, the current He Lang is really scary, once they see him, they can't control their bodies at all.

In order to control the overflowing spiritual power, He Lang really took some effort.Qin Xiaocong followed him by his side, and he didn't miss out. All the excess spiritual energy was absorbed by him.

Apart from these visible changes, Qin Xiaocong felt that He Lang was not the same as before, and he couldn't say exactly where.That is, He Lang treated him much more presumptuously than before.

There are still some small details, Qin Xiaocong is not sure if he is overthinking.He Lang used to have his hair tied up in a well-behaved way, and his clothes were also well-behaved.Since he woke up, he mostly wears his hair loose, and he doesn't like to wear his layered Taoist robes much, but instead wears more brocade robes with wide sleeves and a waist.He Lang's eyes also changed, became clearer, and the confusion that used to appear in his eyes was gone.

If He Lang hadn't remembered everything they had experienced together before, Qin Xiaocong would have suspected that he had been taken away by Dahuangjian.

Although He Lang is different from before, he still "cares for Qin Xiaocong" as always, even more than before.It turned out that He Lang was worthy of saying a word of courtesy to Qin Xiaocong, but now, he teased Qin Xiaocong so often that his face turned red, and he couldn't stand it at all.

When both of them stabilized, Qin Xiaocong told He Lang what Qingyao had said, and discussed with him about going to Mount Wutai together.

He Lang readily agreed.However, Qingyao and He Zhang did not go with them.After all, they have been reincarnated, especially He Zhang, who still shoulders the burden of governing the country and the world, so they must not leave at will.Qingyao offered to accompany him, but before He Lang said anything, He Zhang made a fuss first, and of course nothing happened in the end.In the end, He Lang just said that he would keep in touch with Qingyao, and he just took Qingluan Xiaojing on the road.

The night before leaving the imperial city, the sky was full of stars and the cool breeze was blowing. Qin Xiaocong followed He Lang in the East Palace and had a hearty drink with He Zhang Qingyao.

After the banquet, Qin Xiaocong was carried back by He Lang.

At this time the night was already deep, the candles on both sides of the palace road were dimly lit, only Qishun was leading the way with a lantern in front, there was no one else besides this.

Qin Xiaocong blew into He Lang's ear, "He Lang, I'm so happy, the weather is so comfortable, I like life in the world!"

With his back on his back, He Lang walked steadily, "Since you like it, we'll stay here."

"Hmm! I still want to eat candied haws!"

"Buy it for you."

Qin Xiaocong leaned his head on He Lang's shoulder, and after a while, asked in a low voice, "He Lang, are you still He Lang?"

He Lang paused, "I am."

"What if when you arrive at Mount Wutai, you remember the past and you don't like me anymore?" Qin Xiaocong thought of the paintings that filled He Lang's study.

He Lang understood what he meant immediately, "Still jealous of those paintings?"

Qin Xiaocong said nothing.

He Lang smiled, "I haven't seen anyone jealous of me yet."

"Nonsense, the person in the painting is not me at all, his expression is completely different from mine!"

He Lang shook his head and stopped arguing with him.

But at this moment, Qin Xiaocong was so drunk that he forgot to ask He Lang, why did he say that the person in the painting was him?

He Lang quickened his pace and returned to Chang'an Palace with Qin Xiaocong on his back. Instead of going back to the bedroom, he went to the study where Qin Xiaocong was least willing to go.

"Why did you bring me here?" Qin Xiaocong was unhappy.

He Lang put him on the table and began to grind ink, "Draw a portrait of you, so that you won't be so jealous that you won't be able to fall asleep."

"I'm not going to lose sleep."

As he said this, Qin Xiaocong regained his energy and watched He Lang's painting eagerly.After looking at it for a while, he was dissatisfied again, "He Lang, you don't even look at me, what kind of image do you draw?"

He Lang glanced at him and continued to paint with his head down.

In one go, He Lang picked up the rice paper and showed it to Qin Xiaocong, "Look?"

Qin Xiaocong took the painting, and when he saw it, he was overjoyed. He Lang painted him, the him when they first met: he was wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe, and his hair was a little messy.

Well, although it is not as extravagant as the person in the painting, it is more natural and agile.It can be seen that He Lang has poured his emotions into his brushwork, making him vivid.

Qin Xiaocong was so satisfied, he looked left and right, but he couldn't bear to put it down. Finally, he carefully put it into his Qiankun bag, "You drew me, this painting belongs to me."

After putting away the paintings, meeting He Lang's smiling eyes, Qin Xiaocong felt that he was being silly again. How could anyone collect his own portraits? If he wanted to see himself, wouldn't looking in the mirror be enough?

Qin Xiaocong rolled his eyes, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, "He Lang, can you draw me a portrait of you?"

"It's not fair."

"Where is it unfair?"

"I paint you, and you should paint me."

Qin Xiaocong felt guilty, "I don't know how to draw." His handwriting was extremely ugly, and his paintings were terrible. It was not unreasonable for "Twelve Women's Night Banquet" to despise him for being rude and uneducated.

"I'll teach you, come on." He Lang carried Qin Xiaocong down, hugged him from behind and stood in front of the desk, holding his right hand with his right hand and holding his waist with his left hand.

Qin Xiaocong was guided by He Lang, and just as he was writing, he suddenly remembered the nightmare he had. In the dream, everything about He Lang was erased...

Qin Xiaocong shook his hand, put away the pen, and tried his best to speak as usual, "I'm so stupid, there is a big living person in front of me, what kind of portrait should I draw, I won't draw anymore!"

"Really stop painting?" He Lang asked in a low voice as he pressed close to him.

"No more drawing."

As soon as Qin Xiaocong finished speaking, He Lang pressed him on the desk, "Then do something else with me."

He Lang's hands peeled off Qin Xiaocong's coat, Qin Xiaocong shouted, "No, don't stay behind me, don't look at my back!"

The scars on his back are so ugly, how can he see people?

Knowing that he was saving face, He Lang turned him over as he said.

???

This is wrong, Qin Xiaocong shouted again, "You promised to let me be on top!"

"Next time, be good."