Sorry, your sword spirit was attacked by me

"It's husband and wife." Zhang Qingshuang said with a smile, wearing disposable gloves on his hands, and peeled another grilled shrimp for Song Yuan.

"You are so loving." Yi Xiao tilted his head and thought for a moment: "It's a pity that I don't have the marrow washing pill, otherwise sister Yuan might be able to practice." As soon as he saw Song Yuan, he could tell that she was an ordinary person. Even in the realm of comprehension, Sui Dan is a rare item. He only has two of them, and they are all used by Yu's father and daughter. "But when I return to the cultivation world, I can find it for you."

"Then I'll thank you first." Zhang Qingshuang didn't refuse, nor did he take it to heart.

His own cultivation level is not high, and his talent is not very good. He cultivates purely for Song Yuan.Yi Xiao will be in the realm of self-cultivation and does not know how long it will take, neither of them may survive to that day.So that's what I heard.

Yi Xiao experienced a lot of things on Earth, seeing that Zhang Qingshuang didn't want to talk about it, he didn't ask any further questions.

Under the dining table, Yu Ziyang quietly touched Yi Xiao's leg, Yi Xiao turned his face to look at him, saw that he also put on gloves at some point, peeled a shrimp and put it on Yi Xiao's plate, his tone was still calm, A cold and youthful voice: "Eat."

"..."

After eating, Yu Ziyang was sitting in the store waiting to add color to his blue hair. Yi Xiao was eager to try it, and raised his hand like a child: "Me, me, me! I want to dye my hair too!"

Yu Ziyang glanced at him: "Can't you change yourself?"

"Can it be the same? It's an illusion!" Yi Xiao tugged at his sleeve, and leaned into his ear to repeat the same trick: "Brother, please!"

Yu Ziyang quickly withdrew his hand, put it to his lips and coughed dryly, turned his head so that Yi Xiao could not see his cheeks that had started to heat up: "It's up to you."

"Yes!"

Good guy, I have learned to act like a baby, I even learned yes, it seems that reading novels and dramas is not in vain.

Yu Ziyang hooked the corners of his lips, and seeing himself in the mirror from the corner of his eye, he immediately became stern.

While adjusting the color of the hair dye, Zhang Qingshuang teased him by touching his shoulder with his elbow: "Who are you pretending for? Just laugh."

Yi Xiao jumped over happily, undoing the illusion on his hair, and his long black hair fell down: "Shuangge, I want to dye it too! The same color as Yu Ziyang!"

Zhang Qingshuang paused, looking a bit embarrassed: "It's too long, it may take seven or eight hours to finish dyeing, can you wait?"

"Well... it's been a while." Yi Xiao pulled her long hair to her chest and flicked the ends.

Yu Ziyang looked at him in the mirror, pinched his fingertips: "Just dye the ends of his hair, and give him a gradient."

"That's fine, it looks good when it's dyed." Zhang Qing waved his hands together, called a young man, and pointed at Yu Ziyang, "Fade his hair roots first."

It was late at night after dyeing their hair, everyone had another meal together, and Yi Xiao and Yu Ziyang just got on the couch and went home.

Finally, there were only two people left, Yi Xiao stood on Yu Ziyang's sword, and secretly pulled the hem of his clothes behind his back.

"Why?" Yu Ziyang didn't turn his head.

"It's nothing, I just want to touch you." Yi Xiao said frankly, "By the way, why do brothers need so many spirit stones."

"For his wife. Sister Yuan suffers from a disease of organ failure, and she can't cultivate, so the twin brothers regularly use a large amount of spiritual energy contained in the spirit stone to help her repair her organs." His voice drifted in the night sky, and when it reached the In Yi Xiao's ears, there was only a faint layer, mixed with a kind of empty desolation.

Yi Xiao rubbed the cloth on his fingertips, took a step forward and lowered his head, resting his forehead on Yu Ziyang's shoulder.

"I'm sorry, let me lean in." Ziyang has no intention of getting close to him, so he needs to get his approval to approach him unilaterally.

Yi Xiao's voice was deliberately lowered from behind his ears, and Yu Ziyang's mind was so calm that even the sword under his feet wobbled unsteadily.

"If only one of the two likes each other, can it still be called love?" Yi Xiao closed his eyes, and inhaled the woody and fruity fragrance of Yu Ziyang's body, "It is said in the novel that it is called secret love. Secret love is shown, It becomes a pursuit. Pursuit of success, two people fall in love, can it be called love, right?"

"No." Yu Ziyang pulled Yi Xiao in front of him, and the hand that raised his chin trembled slightly, under the sword and all around was pitch black, the two blended into the night, "Secret love is also called love."

Yu Ziyang kissed her.

The moment his lips touched, Yi Xiao froze for a moment, this was the first time he kissed Yu Ziyang when he was awake.

Their eyes met each other, and their eyes reflected each other's figure. Yi Xiao put his hands around Yu Ziyang's neck, raised his face slightly, and kissed him proactively.

The Sihuo sword stopped flying, and the two figures on the sword were tightly attached to each other, almost merging into one.

It seems that all the perceptions have disappeared, only the burning breath and moist touch between the lips and teeth are left. The tip of the tongue is stirred together, and the two temperatures are transmitted to each other. Occasionally sweeping across the mouth, Yi Xiao shudders.

"Yu Ziyang..." During the exchange of positions, Yi Xiao murmured, almost at the same time as he called out the name, someone's fingertips stretched in from the hem of the clothes, along the spine all the way up, "..."

Yu Ziyang kissed his forehead, panted and pressed his head to his neck.

Yi Xiao gradually calmed down, smiled softly, and transmitted it to Yu Ziyang's eardrum along the place where the two touched.

"What are you laughing at?"

Yi Xiao looked up at him, his obsidian eyes seemed to be able to sweep a person's mind into it. "Guess this is your first kiss?"

"My first kiss, I guess what, of course it was."

"No!" Yi Xiao raised his hand and rubbed Yu Ziyang's lower lip with his fingertips, "It's not mine, and neither is yours."

Yu Ziyang clamped his chin again, Ruifeng's eyes narrowed dangerously: "What do you mean? Who else have you ever lived with?"

Yi Xiao blinked, and quickly took another sip on his lips, making Yu Ziyang lose his temper.

"Follow you."

"The first time was the day you drank the spirit wine. You were drunk and I brought you home. You kissed me fiercely. The second time was after you competed with Li Zifeng and you fainted. I kissed you very tenderly."

Yu Ziyang was stunned, "You kissed me? So long ago?"

Yi Xiao, kiss him secretly...

Overwhelming regrets overwhelmed him, he was so dull, he always thought that Yi Xiao hadn't enlightened, and wasted so much time in vain.

If she hadn't fainted then, she might even have a child now.

"Why, why didn't you tell me earlier..."

Yi Xiao smoothed his hair that was about to cover his eyes, "Tang Yi told me that to love someone is to get close to him. But last time I said I wanted to hug you, but you refused, I thought you didn't like me .But now that you kiss me, do you like me?"

For the first time, Yu Ziyang hated himself for being stubborn, and wished he could travel back to the day when he refused to hug him and slap himself.

"I like you, I have liked you for a long time. Forgive me."

"I don't blame you. You like me today, it must be because my coquettish eight times have worked!" Yi Xiao said very firmly, "Little rabbit, you will not deceive me!"

"What rabbit?"

"In the novel Zian showed me, there is a rabbit in it. He said that if you act like a baby to the person you like, you will get a response."

"..." Yu Zian seems to have a comic that he hasn't bought yet, so help her find it when you get home.

Yu Ziyang took Yi Xiao's hand, "Go home first."

"Can I sleep with you when I get home? I want to be with you." Yi Xiao hugged his waist tightly.

"......Can."