Retirement Tiandao Online Poverty Alleviation

Pixiu runs away from the dessert shop.

He Yan turned on his mobile phone to check the list of confession plans sent by Qian Duoduo, and silently thought: If it doesn't work, you can change your degree and become a monk!

After sending Pixiu away, He Yan turned around with a grim expression, ready to teach his troubled gods a lesson.

He turned around and didn't see the lion cat with drooping head and tail, only a cold breath came towards him.There seemed to be a white flash before He Yan's eyes, and then he was pressed against the wall, the body temperature that did not belong to him was transmitted through the clothes, no worse than a fluffy lion cat.

He Yan, who had already conceived an [-]-word speech, was suddenly in a daze and couldn't remember anything.It seems to be scolding the brat?But now the brat attacked him directly, what should I do! ?

The sudden force made He Yan lose his balance, his back hit the wall, and his hands directly wrapped around He Qiyi's waist due to conditioned reflex.The tentacles are smooth, and the flexible muscles are hidden under the white skin, full of elasticity.

He Yan couldn't help pinching it, wondering if the stamina of the "artificial roller coaster" just now was too strong, He Qiyi had a thin layer of sweat on his body and was slightly cold.It gradually became warm under He Yan's palm.

Wait...why would he touch the skin directly?

As soon as He Yan regained consciousness, he opened his eyes, and he really saw the naked fairy, whose shame was covered by a head of white hair.

"...He Qiyi!!" He Yan gritted his teeth, and grabbed the next layer of tablecloth with his long arm, "What rascal are you!"

The vase that was originally on the table was brutally smashed to the ground, and there was a sudden sound of shattering.The tablecloth barely wrapped around He Qiyi's shoulders, and He Yan's grip on the tablecloth already softened.

The white hair rubbed between the cheeks and noses of the two, this time He Qiyi didn't stop.His subtle probing, entry, aggression.The breath of the lips and tongue made the fair skin warm red.

He Yan could barely hold onto the tablecloth, nor could he wrap his arms around He Qiyi's neck.

Too, cheating.

He Yan thought.

The monk's precision in controlling people's breath is unmatched by ordinary people.Leave room for every stall that is about to suffocate, and rush forward just after a minute of relief.No chance to resist, no time to think.

If it wasn't for the first kiss being too jerky, He Yan would have really wondered if he had picked up a perverted monk who relied on dual cultivation to become immortal.

Before He Yan passed out completely, He Qi grabbed his wrist and stabilized the tablecloth by the way.

"He Yan..."

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound resounded through the dessert shop, and the lumps of coal that pouted and muttered "See No Evil" silently trembled, their ears kept shaking, and they tilted their heads slightly to peep at the battle situation.

There was a slight tingling on the cheek, but there was no redness and swelling. He Qiyi froze in place, wondering if he should apologize.

He Yan blushed.Half emotional, half embarrassing.

How dare he say that he slapped his lover because of the warm air blowing against his ear? ?

The ears were red, the whole body was hot, and the remaining feelings and pictures kept flashing back, causing the language system to be completely paralyzed.

What to do, explain!Please speak!

He Yan wished he could pinch his thigh, but after breathing for a long time, he was still panting, without uttering a single meaningful word.

"How about..." He Yan lowered his head, refusing to meet He Qiyi's eyes, "You become a cat first?"

He Qi was stunned for a moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that He Yan was not angry.Then he became nervous again, why did he turn into a cat?Could it be that his own charm is not as great as that of the cat!

The calf was kicked, and the person in his arms was urging.

He Qiyi suddenly felt sour, did he dig a hole for himself?It's not easy for Pixiu to have a master, and now he's going to be reduced to being jealous of himself as a cat?

The sense of oppression in front of him disappeared, and He Yan just saw the lion cat sitting there, looking at him with some resentment and concern.

The fur color is beautiful, just like He Qiyi's skin.The ears are pink, the tail curls up and sweeps at his ankles—

He Yan paused, he saw the left side of Lion Cat's perfectly proportioned face, and the fur had collapsed.

He Yan: ...

There is no mark on the face when it is in human form, so why does it collapse when it becomes a cat?Is this science! ?

"Meow?"

The lion cat tilted its head and raised its paws to look around to make sure that its hair was clean and its appearance was handsome.

He Yan couldn't bear to look straight at it, because the white cat's confident and dazed appearance was innocent, and the tilted head was also cute, only that piece of hair that seemed to be pressed for a long time was constantly tormenting his conscience.

"...You should change back, I'm in a good mood." He Yan calmly made an unreasonable request, he wanted to hide this secret until the world was destroyed!

He Qiyi had already put on his clothes when he transformed back into a human form, at least he didn't face He Yan directly and frankly.He was sitting next to He Yan on the armrest of the same soft seat, making He Yan feel as if the golden-eyed lion cat was still lying there.

"There is an old saying that nights are long and dreams are many." He Qiyi said suddenly.

He Yan glanced at him, wanting to see what kind of trouble this guy was going to make.However, He Qi wrapped his arms around the back of the back, like a dragon enclosing a territory, not getting too close, but not giving a chance to escape.

He Qiyi said with a slight sigh: "I'm afraid I'll miss you."

A monk has been against the sky all his life, ruined this Tao, and can start all over again.As long as there is life, there is always a way of life in the world.

With such courage, He Qiyi entered the Tao, became famous, survived the calamity, and finally became a fairy.He believes that everything has a destiny, and everything has a cause and effect.It is the posture of a fairy to be neither fast nor slow, and to strategize.

But none of this applies to He Yan.The more I think about it, the more I find He Yan's uniqueness.Cultivating the Tao also needs to be cautious, and every step that goes against the sky is more dangerous.But He Qiyi is not afraid, in the end it is just a word of death.

He Yan is different. When dealing with He Yan, He Qiyi always thinks and corrects involuntarily.Sometimes I question the decisions I have made, and sometimes I reflect on my past words and deeds.If you don't hold your baby in your arms, you will never feel at ease.

Such a paranoid mind must have been obsessed and trapped by love in the past.He Qiyi was so happy, he didn't want to explain and relieve, he just wanted to get it this time.

When the idea faintly goes to the extreme, then hear Pixiu's concerns.He Qiyi suddenly realized that ordinary people don't like such "dirty" thoughts.He forced himself to respect He Yan's choice, so he simply attacked again and waited for the follow-up trial.

He Yan's reaction made him happy, they cooperated very well, and the almost melting feeling made him obsessed.

Then He Qiyi was woken up by a slap, and now he is wrapping his arms around the back, a bit like a beast protecting a prey that is about to be taken away.

He Qi was taken aback for a moment, then withdrew his hand in embarrassment.

"What are you thinking about again?" He Yan grabbed that arm in time, and leaned against the back of the chair, just letting the back of his shoulder rest on his arm.

If you are not vigilant, he will no longer believe in the brain of a fairy who has been poisoned by Mary Su's dog-blood literature!

"What are you doing with coal and Pixiu out in the middle of the night?" He Yan asked.

He Qi replied one by one: "Make money."

He Yan was startled: "Didn't you raise your salary? Eight thousand is not enough. Hey, are you immortals so prodigal?"

"That's your money, I don't want our relationship to be..."

"What is it?"

"It's nothing."

He Qiyi refused to cooperate, but He Yan seemed to have grasped a little way.

In fact, it is not difficult. It makes sense to bring the current situation of the two into some novels.

Protagonist A is picked up by protagonist B, who takes care of A's life and gives money regularly, and then A has feelings for B. A performs some action and B accepts it, but there is no clear relationship.What is the relationship between A and B now?

He Yan, like a thunderclap, unceremoniously squeezed He Qiyi's arm.

It was hard and didn't pinch.

"You, you don't think I... that you!"

"Which one?"

"That's the one!"

"Which is that?"

He Yan was so dizzy with anger, he pinched He Qiyi's face, wishing he could take a bite: "It's a bag! Yang!, in the words of your era, it's called a prostitute//boy? Male pet? Oh, in the world of cultivating immortals, it's... ...the cauldron?"

"Are you really...?" He Qiyi's expression changed.His face was slightly reddened by He Yan, but he still couldn't conceal his paleness.

"Of course not!" He Yan let go, he didn't expect that he really guessed right, and suddenly recalled the unison between the two of them one day.The words that were blurred at that time became clear.What did He Qiyi say at that time?It seems to be: "If it's your need, I can..."

It's over, my heart is completely melted, He Yan thought.Who can resist being said that by a crush?

He couldn't understand how He Qiyi's brain circuit turned, but it seemed to crash into his heart after twists and turns.

So stupid, and so cute.

He pinched He Qiyi again, the force was as soft as a reed floating across the person's cheek: "From now on, don't follow Qian Duoduo to blindly look at the official account."

"En." He Qiyi responded.

He Yan raised his head, leaning against the back of the sofa, and the immortal who was sitting obliquely looked at him fixedly, his beautiful face was like a gift in a dream on a moonlit night, and his cold pupils only reflected his appearance.

He Qiyi still seemed a little confused about the situation, guarding the treasure without moving, refusing to let go and not daring to do anything else.

It was still daytime, and the sun shone on He Qiyi's back. From He Yan's point of view, the sun just happened to bloom around He Qiyi's body, and there were some fish spots that slipped through the net and sprinkled on the side of his face.

He Yan even regretted that he was in the store now instead of at home.No... Bai Rixuan Yin was a little too anxious!

Well, but the relationship is confirmed, it seems that there is nothing that cannot be done.Like that kiss just now.

He Qi was leaning on his back, and he didn't know why when his neck was pressed down.The lips that were put on actively had a familiar atmosphere, and He Yan greeted him upwards, as if crashing into a room with burning charcoal fire and ready black tea in winter, being accepted, embraced, and tightly wrapped.

The kiss lasted until Coal moved his butt to the glass door to watch out, and meowed at the customers who were about to enter the store.

He Yan came back to his senses, took advantage of the last second of tenderness, and whispered in He Qiyi's ear: "I like you too, will you be my boyfriend?"