On the fate of admitting the wrong gender

Fang Yuan fell asleep half-drowsily, and when he woke up, he was still in Xiao Qing's arms.

With a hand across his waist and the top of his head being pushed against, a bonfire was burning not far away, and Mo Xiaofan was squatting by the fire, and when he saw him wake up, he called out.

A deep voice came: "Wake up."

Fang Yuan seemed much calmer this time. He didn't push Xiao Qing away, didn't speak, and even curled up in his arms for a while to recuperate before standing up by himself.

Afterwards, he fastened his outer robe, and walked away with the puppy in his arms without looking back.

Xiao Qing half sat on the ground and chuckled lightly.

He spun his flute and followed behind.

Fang Yuan flew to the nearest city to order a carriage from a dealership.He paid a lot of spirit stones, and the blueprints were drawn carefully, so he could get them within two days.

After coming out of the car dealership,? He stood on the street, looking aimlessly, and finally stopped on the red silk hanging high on the corner of the eaves.

He watched for a long time, and finally coughed a few times.

The wind at the end of October has turned cold. Fang Yuan has lost weight in recent days, with lowered eyebrows, looking thin and fragile in the wind.Xiao Qing rubbed her fingertips, or approached, and put a white fox fur on his shoulders.

Fang Yuan also did not resist.

Xiao Qing: "Where do you want to go?"

Fang Yuan paused: "Donglu."

Xiao Qing's heart suddenly softened: "There are thousands of miles of maple forests in the eastern land, passing by at this time? It's the best time to see it."

"I didn't come to see the scenery," Fang Yuan suddenly smiled, and looked up at him, "I went to escape into Buddhism and become a monk."

"..."

Fang Yuan became a monk when he said that he became a monk, and the carriage that went to Donglu was refitted, and the whole body was golden and white, looking very majestic.

The monster horse pulling the cart is a second-order monster, and it runs like the wind. It still has four carriages and jade-encrusted windows.The wheels are five palms wide, and the roof is long enough to withstand heavy rain and snow, and drive through most complex terrains.

There is also a lot of space inside, covered with upholstered pillows.There is also a small platform about two meters long and wide in front of the carriage, where you can cook tea and porridge, and the front seat where the driver sits is further forward.

Such a carriage is not as expensive as a flying mount, and it just suits Fang Yuan.

Although he has become a saint, his family background is not rich, and he still has to offer rewards to save money all the way.

"Xiaofan, let's go."

Fang Yuan drove the car and ran towards the outside of the city, as if he didn't see Xiao Qing on the side of the road.

From now on, he will be the abbot in the future—the abbot has no love in his heart.

The dust raised by the carriage passed by and settled, Xiao Qing raised the corners of her lips slightly, bought a demon horse, and slowly followed behind.

……

There is no need to cross the sea to go to Donglu, there is a road to pass.

Fang Yuan went out of the city gate, and followed the map on a mountain road.Zhongtu is worthy of the name of wealth and wealth. The commercial roads between the various cities are smooth, and people take care of them regularly every year, so they run very smoothly.

Not at all bumpy.

The scenery along the road is beautiful, with large stretches of pine forests, rolling mountains, and two wildly growing vegetation.Every time I climb to the top of the mountain, I can see the pink clouds in the sky, gentle and clear.

During the day, Fang Yuan and Mo Xiaofan sat on the small platform to roast chicken wings, and at night they took a bath in the car to sleep, and took turns keeping vigil. The trip was very nourishing.

He's figured it out, he's going to play, and spend a lot of time happily.

In the past, he worked hard to practice too hard, but now that he has become a saint, Fang Yuan needs to improve his mental state even more.

One part of the catastrophe of the hole is the catastrophe of the heart demon, and at least [-]% of the monks died below it. You can see how fierce the backlash caused by the unstable mood is.

That night, there was a torrential rain, lightning and thunder, Fang Yuan stopped the car and opened the barrier.

The demon horse who was a little uneasy finally calmed down and snorted.

The rain was isolated by the barrier, and the bamboo forest was deep and dark, as if they were the only ones left nearby.A lantern hung on the corner of the carriage, glowing with warm light, illuminating the square inch of the land.

Fang Yuan was stewing radish broth, and the smell of meat filled the carriage, which dispelled the chill that was so cold that it was going to bite his bones.

After drinking a bowl, it seems that the soul has been sublimated.

"Hey!" Mo Xiaofan licked the bottom of the jar upside down, and got his head inside.

Fang Yuan filled another jar for him amusedly.

After dinner it was time to take a bath, Mo Xiaofan's hair was still fragrant, so he was lazy at the corner of the bed and didn't want to move.Fang Yuan went to the back compartment alone, soaked for a while, and then came out in his underwear.

The complexion is ruddy.

"Xiaofan?"

Mo Xiaofan didn't sleep, but lay down by the window, looking out.

Two-thirds of the entire compartment was occupied by beds, Fang Yuan went up barefoot, and also rubbed against the window, wanting to see what he was looking at.

But with just one glance, the corners of his lips pursed slightly.

Not far away, Xiao Qing was riding a horse, stopped in the rain, raised her eyes and forgot to come here

He was still wearing a mask, and he could vaguely see a little smile.

Before the rain touched his surroundings, it turned into fog and dispersed, but the heavy rain outside was so overwhelming that there was not even a ray of light.Fang Yuan didn't know why he still stood by the carriage, did he want to go to the gradient with him.

He slammed the window shut.

A phoenix is ​​still in the void stage, and being exposed to the rain is like playing.

Fang Yuan was wrapped in a blanket and sank into the quilt.

There are two stoves under the bed, and the cabin is as warm as spring, and you can fall asleep after a little fatigue.

But he keeps his eyes open.

When she checked her consciousness, Xiao Qing was still guarding outside, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Fang Yuan always felt a strange sense of dizziness, as if he shut Mu Qiwu out and left him alone.

Before, he liked her so much.

Sometimes upon waking up, Fang Yuan was in a daze, and didn't realize what happened before. He was inexplicably happy, and wanted to make a delicious breakfast for her.

After sitting quietly for a long time, he could confirm again that it was just a dream.

Mu Qiwu is just Xiao Qing's disguise, it is his suppressed past, it is not honorable, and he will never come back.

After a while, Fang Yuan slowly curled up, his eyes calm.

Until a certain moment, he sat up suddenly, Mo Xiaofan who was next to him shook his ears, but saw him reopen the window.

The rain was cold, and the sound of rain poured in.

Fang Yuan was only wearing an underwear, his long hair was loose, his face was radiant, and he pursed his lips and looked at Xiao Qing in the distance.

He didn't speak, but Xiao Qing watched him, and as soon as he pulled the rein, the demon horse slowly walked to the window of the carriage.

The two faced each other quietly, and after a while, Xiao Qing lowered her head and kissed Fang Yuan's lips lightly.

His mask was covered with water vapor, touching the boy's warm cheek, it condensed into a drop of water, and slid into the lightly bitten lips.

Fang Yuan lowered his eyes and let him kiss him.

Anyway, it's not bad this time or two.

After the kiss was over, Fang Yuan said softly after parting, "Senior Xiao, Donglu is far away, I don't want to drive."

The corners of Xiao Qing's lips were raised slightly, and she stroked his face, wiping off a little rainwater: "Then I'll do it."

Fang Yuan hummed, dodged slightly, pulled down the wooden window again, and lay back on the bed.

After a while, the carriage sank slightly, and someone sat on the small platform in front.

Through the car door, Fang Yuan felt as if he could feel the bitter humidity. He could imagine Xiao Qing half-sitting with her knees bent, holding a flute in her hand, and a deep smile on her lips. Unpredictable.

A total man.

Fang Yuan finally fell asleep slowly, and slept deeply.

That's all.

The author has something to say: Fang Fang, who is mourning, cheers up!

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