The villain's junior brother turned out to have a crush on me

It was late at night, and the disciples had expended a lot of spiritual energy just now to set up the protective formation. At this time, all of them were sleepy and tired, and they really didn't have the energy to rush on the road overnight.Meng Chen then took them to find an inn in Heyang City, and decided to rest here for one night, before leaving for Taixuanzong the next day.

Eleven people asked for six rooms, disciples shared one room in two, and Meng Chen had one room alone.

He went back to his room to freshen up, only to find that he was still wearing Xue Lang's robe.The other party was probably asleep at this time, so Meng Chen took off his robe, folded it neatly on the table, and planned to return it tomorrow morning.

At this moment, the door was knocked "dong dong dong", one sound after another, very hasty and forceful.Meng Chen walked over to open the door, and saw a disciple standing outside the door with a anxious expression on his face.

Meng Chen remembered that this was the disciple who shared the same room with Xue Lang, and he suddenly had a bad feeling: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Meng, come and see Xue Lang," the disciple said anxiously, "It seems that he was stung by a thorn demon earlier!"

Meng Chen's heart sank, and he immediately followed the other party to the room, only to see Xue Lang lying on the bed, already in a coma, his whole body was hot, his face was flushed, his brows were tightly frowned, and he looked very painful.

Meng Chen stepped forward and quickly checked around, and sure enough, he found a red spot on his right calf, which was the mark of being stabbed by the demon thorn.

The disciple worried and asked: "Brother Meng, is this poisonous? What should we do now?"

"Fortunately, it was discovered in time, so it's good to force out the toxin." Meng Chen didn't dare to delay, and immediately mobilized his spiritual power to force out the toxin from the wound bit by bit, and stuffed two detoxification pills into Xue Lang's mouth .

But after waiting for a while, the heat on Xue Lang's body did not subside, and his expression seemed even more uncomfortable.

Meng Chen frowned slightly, pressed his fingers on Xue Lang's pulse to check carefully, and then his eyes showed surprise.

The opponent's dantian is full of breath, and there is a faint round object exuding gold. Judging from this sign, it is about to form a pill!

Although Xue Lang didn't seem reassuring, but since he entered Taixuanzong, he has been practicing diligently every day, coupled with his outstanding talent and excellent comprehension, breaking through to the Golden Core Realm now is a matter of course.It's just that at this critical moment, he was accidentally stung by the stinging demon, and the toxin caused the zhenqi in his body to go out of control and disorderly, and it ran wildly in the dantian, which made him feel feverish and unconscious.

The most urgent task is to help him form alchemy smoothly.

"You rest." Meng Chen supported Xue Lang on his shoulder, and said in the middle of the disciple's bewildered expression, "I'll just take care of him."

He brought Xue Lang back to his room, put him on the bed, held his wrist to input his internal energy into it, and helped him regulate the chaotic qi in his body.

Sensing the intrusion of external forces, the exuberant spiritual power in the young man's body suddenly flickered, and he immediately entered a state of vigilance.But soon, it realized that this force was not malicious, and could even be called soft. If it was close to the feeling, it would have a cool and very comfortable feeling.The irritable spiritual power suddenly subdued, and even took the initiative to lean forward, brazenly taking this power into his arms.

Seeing that the zhenqi in Xue Lang's body did not reject him, Meng Chen relaxed a little, closed his eyes and focused on regulating the other's breath.Unexpectedly, after a while, his wrist was hot, and a hot thing was suddenly stuck on it. Meng Chen opened his eyes and saw Xue Lang rubbing over in a daze at some point, and stuck his whole face on the Putting it on his arm, he hummed twice comfortably.

Meng Chen is a water spirit root, and because of his practice of exercises, his body temperature has always been lower than that of ordinary people.Xue Lang was already burnt out, it seemed that he regarded him as some kind of object that could cool down the temperature, and instinctively approached him.

Meng Chen glanced at his flushed face, didn't stop him, and let him go.

However, those who have tasted the sweetness did not calm down, but began to push forward.

He arched and arched on the bed like a big caterpillar, arching and arching, he arched his whole body to Meng Chen's side, then opened his hands and embraced Meng Chen.

The breath adjustment was forced to stop, and Meng Chen had to push him: "Go back and lie down, be patient, the heat will stop in a while."

Xue Lang didn't know if he understood, he frowned and hummed twice, obviously very reluctant.He retracted his arms like a fool, and hugged himself even tighter.His mind has long been muddled, he doesn't know anything, he just feels that the things he holds in his arms make him feel very comfortable, not only the coolness can cool down, but also a quiet orchid fragrance, he likes it very much I just want to hug her for the rest of my life without letting go.

The boy closed his eyes, let out a sigh of satisfaction, and leaned comfortably to the side, preparing to continue to sleep.

Meng Chen was caught off guard by him and was brought down on the bed. Feeling helpless for a moment, he stretched out his hand to push him away.Xue Lang noticed that the beloved thing in his arms wanted to run away again and again, and was immediately annoyed. Angrily, he pushed him back and said loudly: "Don't move!"

Tsk, I have a big temper.

For a moment, Meng Chen didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh. He struggled to get a hand out of the boy's arms, pinched the flesh on the boy's face and gently pulled it: "Get up. Do you still want to form a pill?"

Xue Lang snorted twice indiscriminately, but he didn't let go anyway. He buried his face in his neck and rubbed it twice. After being honest for a while, he murmured: "Meng Chen..."

Meng Chen was going to push his hand again.

"You...smile, okay..." the young man whispered, "More...smile..."

Meng Chen was silent for a moment, his eyes softened inch by inch, his raised hand finally landed on the top of the young man's jet-black hair, and patted it lightly twice.

-

Day two.

The sun has risen high, and the room is bright.

Xue Lang opened his eyes in a daze, and first saw a small piece of jade-like smooth and flawless skin.

Then he found that his own face was closely attached to this piece of skin.

Finally, he found that his arms were tightly wrapped around something, thin and soft, like a human waist.

The brain worked sluggishly for a while, and some hazy fragments gradually emerged. Xue Lang's eyes widened, he gasped suddenly, and jumped up from the bed like a corpse!

The angle of view became wider, and at this moment, he could see the situation on the bed more comprehensively: the bedding and sheets were rubbed into a mess, and the pillow fell under the bed. Of course, these are not the main points.

The point is, Meng Chen was sleeping next to him with his eyes closed, his long hair was disheveled, his clothes were wrinkled badly, and the neckline was partly parted, revealing his smooth and fair neck.I don't know what's going on in a few places, and there are a few red marks on it, as if they were rubbed repeatedly with something.

There is no doubt that that thing is Xue Lang's face.

Xue Lang froze on the bed, his internal organs began to tremble crazily, and for a moment he felt that the sky was falling apart and the sun and the moon were dark.He gradually remembered that last night he felt hot all over for some reason, he just felt something cool beside him, so he pasted it without thinking, but how could he have imagined that it would be Meng Chen! !

He was shocked and terrified, anxious and uneasy, but under the turbulent emotions of the sea, a secret but undeniable heartbeat and ecstasy broke the surface of the sea, and floated up excitedly.

Why didn't Meng Chen push him away?

He was so excessive, so arrogant, and made such a presumptuous and rude act. With Meng Chen's character, he should have been unbearable long ago, but why didn't he push him away?

The boy's heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably, his throat was terribly dry, he held his breath, and carefully looked at the person beside him.

Meng Chen was still asleep, different from the quiet and indifferent when he was awake, the young man who was asleep rarely showed a peaceful expression, his whole body was relaxed, his dark and slender eyelashes were gently closed, he only looked at the side of his face, Almost gives a kind of submissive feeling.

Xue Lang looked at him without blinking, forgetting to breathe for a moment.

Maybe it was because his gaze was too strong, Meng Chen's eyelashes moved slightly, and he finally woke up slowly.Xue Lang met those light-colored pupils, and was so nervous that he couldn't even speak fluently: "You...are you okay?"

Meng Chen moved his sore shoulders, and propped himself up, his untwisted black hair poured down his back like running water: "I should ask you this."

Xue Lang was dumbfounded: "...Huh?"

Meng Chen: "Look at your dantian."

Xue Lang was taken aback, and looked inside his dantian, only to find that a golden elixir miraculously appeared there! !

"I realized that I had made a breakthrough after I finished the pill. Junior brother, you can be regarded as No. 1 in the past and present." Meng Chen stepped past him and got off the bed, and looked down at himself. Pulled out a new set.

Xue Lang: "...So, I had a fever last night, is it because of alchemy?"

"It was also because I was stung by the thorn demon." Meng Chen picked up the hairpin from the table, tied up his long hair again, turned around and blamed, "You are too careless about this, and you didn't even notice when you were stabbed. What do you do if there is no one around?"

Xue Lang sat by the bed, but he didn't seem to hear the words, he murmured: "So last night, did you stay with me to help me form alchemy?"

Meng Chen glanced at him, seeming a little strange that he asked such an obvious question: "Naturally. Why?"

Xue Lang paused, then slowly shook his head, pulling the corners of his mouth upwards, wanting to laugh for a moment——

For my previous unreasonable, stupid, arrogant and absurd thoughts.

He is really crazy to dare to have such unrealistic fantasies.

Meng Chen noticed that his expression was not right, and walked over to feel his pulse: "Is there a difference in the golden core?"

Xue Lang avoided his hand lightly, shook his head, and jumped off the bed.

"I'm fine." He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Thank you last night. Also, I'm so sorry for the offense, brother."

Now it was Meng Chen's turn to be stunned.

Since joining Taixuanzong, Xue Lang occasionally addressed him as "Hello", most of the time he called him by his first name, but he never called him "senior brother".At this time, not only did he yell, but his words were also so polite, it was really strange.

Meng Chen: "...What happened to you?"

Xue Lang still shook his head, passed him and walked towards the door, paused at the door, then turned back, picked up his own robe stacked on the table, opened the door and left.

-

The disciples rested overnight and regained their spirits. The task was successfully completed, so after saying goodbye to Achu and other girls, Yujian returned to Taixuanzong.

Meng Chen first went to the head of the sect to report on the mission process, and then returned to Qixueju. He was thinking about Xue Lang in his heart, and wanted to take a rest before going to see him, but first he saw someone he didn't want to see.

"I heard that you met a demon cultivator this time down the mountain?" Pei Yuze entered the room and asked concerned, "Are you injured?"

Meng Chen was out of his mind and in no mood to deal with the person in front of him.He lowered his eyes and said "nothing" in a somewhat perfunctory manner.

Pei Yuze looked at his pale face and said, "Ah Chen seems to have separated from me a lot recently."

"Brother, I'm worrying too much." Meng Chen said, "I'm just a little tired and want to rest earlier."

Pei Yuze is not Yin Chi, Yin Chi is the best at being arrogant, but he knows how to measure.But this time, he didn't seem to understand the meaning of Meng Chen's words, instead of leaving, he walked forward without saying a word.Seeing that the distance between the two was getting closer, Meng Chen frowned slightly and took a step back.

Pei Yuze stretched out his hand, and grasped his wrist without refusal.

Meng Chen's nerves tensed, his scattered thoughts sensed the danger, and he quickly returned to the cage to gather, and finally raised his lowered eyes: "Senior brother?"

While talking, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Pei Yuze uncharacteristically did not let go. During the struggle and confrontation, Meng Chen's collar was slightly crooked by half an inch.

Pei Yuze was about to say something, but his eyes suddenly froze, moving inch by inch to his neck.

"These marks," the man's eternally gentle expression disappeared, no emotion could be seen in the dark pupils, and he asked blankly, "Who made it?"