The cinnabar mole that became a god after escaping from death

During the next few days of rest, apart from going to the Demon Academy, Pei Chu stuck to Qing Xing almost all the time, asking questions or talking to himself every day.

From the very beginning, Qingxing was indifferent to him, but later he was so entangled that he couldn't help it, and finally he was willing to say a few more words.

But fortunately, the two of them didn't spend long time together every day. As the colonel with the most outstanding ability in the Holy Court, Qingxing's schedule was very full, and it was enough to come back at night to deal with this kitten.

Pei Chu lay on the sofa and stared at the cat and mouse intently, his eyes widened without blinking: "Colonel, I want to drink milk."

Qingxing took out a box from the refrigerator and handed it to him.

His fingertips were cold, and when Pei Chu took it, he held it by the hand and smiled innocently at him.

Qingxing ignored him, turned around and went back to the bedroom to deal with business.

There was no movement behind him for a long time. Pei Chu was drinking milk and looked back curiously, only to see that the light in the bedroom was on.

He immediately turned off the TV, jumped off the sofa, and quickly slipped into the bedroom.

Qingxing was bowing his head to sign the previous review record, and he didn't look back when he heard the movement behind him.

He had just taken a shower, and his hair was still a little damp, which made his brows and eyes cooler and moister.

Pei Chu liked it when he saw it, so he moved a chair and sat beside him, lying on the table while drinking milk while looking down at him writing.

"Is there a lot going on in the holy court recently?" Pei Chu asked.

Qing Xing hummed, then paused: "There are a few first-level demons in the prison who are restless."

The demons detained in the prison have generally been purified by old Taoist priests. Although the purification will not be complete, there is no reason to suddenly become restless. Pei Chu is a little puzzled.

He thought for a while: "How many purifiers are there in the Holy Court?"

Qingxing's pen tip kept on saying, "Only Z State Branch, counting you, there are eleven in total."

"It's so rare." Pei Chu muttered, no wonder those little monsters "respected" him so much when he went to class at the Monster Academy.

He asked again: "What about the other purifiers besides my master?"

"Most of them are wandering around outside, and if they find evil spirits, they will purify them." Qing Xing paused, and then explained, "Your master is the only purifier who is willing to cooperate with the Holy Court."

Pei Chu was stunned, and raised his head: "Why?"

Qingxing continued to bow his head and sign in a calm tone: "Because other people object to the Holy Court wasting their purification spiritual power to purify the already polluted tree of life."

Pei Chu already learned about the pollution of the tree of life thousands of years ago from the demon history class of the demon college. He was a little surprised: "But the tree of life is the source of all demons..."

"So," Qingxing looked up at him calmly, "what does this have to do with humans?"

Pei Chu was taken aback.

The law enforcement officers and purifiers of the holy court are all human beings.The tree of life is the source of the birth of demon spirits and human spirits, but it has no effect on ordinary humans.

If there is no tree of life, the demon will lose its wisdom and no longer be a demon, but people can still be human.

Bathed in the dim light, Pei Chu thought blankly: That cardinal from the Holy Court General Administration is really a good man, he is willing to save the tree of life for the monsters.

Then a cold laugh was heard.

Only then did he realize that he was so distracted that he actually said what he was thinking.

Pei Chu didn't know why, so he looked up blankly at the person opposite.

Qingxing has already looked away, lowered his head and continued to sign the document, as if the surly mood at that moment just now was just an illusion.

On the review documents, the word "Qinghang" is beautifully written.

Pei Chu was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Can you teach me how to write?"

Qing Xing paused, raised his eyes, his gaze was very light.

Pei Chu blinked and said in a low voice, "Before, I was scolded for my ugly handwriting."

What he was talking about was the drawing competition for signing name slips in the previous recording program. At that time, Pei Chu had just completed the nine-year compulsory education for human cubs, but he could only read but could not write. He wrote the two-character name It was a piece of cake, and only then was the netizen set up as a scumbag and scolded him.

Qingxing paused: "Okay."

Pei Chu didn't expect him to really agree, and immediately forgot how depressed he was when discussing the tree of life just now, and happily rubbed against his leg under the table: "Colonel, you are so kind!"

Qingxing ignored him, took out a blank piece of paper from the document file, and wrote the word "Pei Chu" neatly with his eyes down.

Pei Chu immediately drew on the gourd and wrote the same two words seriously, but it was still crooked.

Qingxing probably didn't expect that there would be someone who could write characters like this, so he hesitated for a while, which is rare.

Pei Chu also felt ashamed, so he quickly covered it with his hand, and wrote two words next to it more carefully.

But it still didn't look very good. He was a little frustrated and threw away the pen.

There seemed to be a faint laugh by someone's ear, and Pei Chu raised his head quickly with wide-eyed eyes, only in time to catch a faint smile from Qing Xing's face.

Under the warm yellow table lamp, Qing Xing's side face seemed to be softer than usual, and his voice was still cold: "Sit down."

Pei Chu?With a sound, he obediently moved the small bench and sat down.

The breath suddenly approached, and he froze suddenly, but Qingxing didn't notice it, and wrapped his arms around him to hold his hand.

The distance between the two people's backs was not too far, and in the late night of early autumn, it was just enough to feel each other's warm breath.

The breathing in the ear was light and cold, just like the voice of the other party: "Follow me and write."

With his head down, Pei Chu was in a daze, so he could only obediently let him lead him away.

The word "Pei Chu" is written in a clean and sharp style, which is very beautiful.

But Pei Chu's eyes didn't fall on the words at all, he only stared firmly at his right hand that was being held.

The lights were quiet, and Pei Chu didn't say a word. For the first time, he regretted why he didn't have a long and complicated name.

He puffed his cheeks, and when Qingxing was about to withdraw his hand, he suddenly said: "Can you teach me to write your name again?"

Qingxing paused, and did as he was told.

Seeing the two people's names next to each other, Pei Chu was inexplicably happy. He raised his face, turned his head and was about to say something to Qing Xing, when he looked into the other's eyes, his smile froze there.

Qing Xing had already let go of him, looked down and saw that he was still motionless, his eyes gradually became suspicious.

Pei Chu stared at him for a while, then suddenly licked his mouth and asked cheekily, "Can I kiss you again?"

Naturally, his shameless request was not agreed, Qing Xing only frowned and didn't speak.

But after spending so many nights with the other party, Pei Chu has already practiced a good way of being coquettish and obedient.

He blinked, looked at him for a long time and didn't see any movement from the person, so he didn't wait for him to nod, he turned over and leaned on him, bowed his head and kissed him.

Familiar, moist and warm feeling, with a very faint milky aroma.

Qing Xing frowned, but he didn't move, and his breathing wasn't even half a beat.

He didn't understand what was the point of such a thing, but he didn't care, and let the kitten enjoy itself.

But I don't know if it's because of my connivance, Pei Chu is much more courageous now.

He seemed to feel that it was too tiring to keep his head half up for a long time, so he simply sat on Qing Xing's lap with a hum, hugged his neck and lowered his head to lick it earnestly.

Qingxing also closed his eyes, calmly waiting for him to get tired from playing.

But this kitten's kissing skills are really not very good. During the bite, the tips of the teeth often hit the corner of the mouth. It doesn't hurt, but there is a slight numbness, which is soon covered by the wet and soft feeling.

Fighting for breath, Pei Chu felt the cold breath of the other party.

Excited and nervous, he poked inside earnestly, wanting to hook the soft and moving "toy".

This kiss was longer and clearer than the night before.When the kiss was finally satisfied, Pei Chu left panting. He was breathing unevenly, but he still licked his mouth and stared brightly at the person in front of him.

Qing Xing looked down at his moist and shiny lips, seemed to have paused, and said, "Go down."

Only then did Pei Chu realize that he was still sitting on him, and he didn't know how to be shy anymore, so he jumped down with a smile on his face, sat back on the small bench next to him, and continued drinking milk.

Finally freed from his body, Qing Xing picked up the pen again, lowered his eyes and continued to sign.

He wrote a few strokes, then slowly stopped, frowning and looking at his hands.

...It seems that there is such a slight numbness.