Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

Jimo Qing met Shen Gu Nian's probing gaze with an open expression.

The more this happened, the more surprised Shen Gu Nian was about Zhuang Su's book with a yellow cover.

Most of the books he saw were light blue and gray blue, and there were also yellow books, but very few.

"Zhuang..." As soon as Shen Gunian started to speak, Jimo Qing's fan pressed against his chin, and he lifted it very lightly, like the gesture of flirting with a young girl.

Shen Gunian's face darkened, facing Jimo Qing's smiling face, he gritted his teeth: "Let go..."

I don't know how Jimo Qing did it, Shen Gunian's jaw seemed to be shackled by an invisible force, so he could only look towards Jimo Qing and meet him.

This feeling of being manipulated and suppressed by others is very bad, even if the person in front of him is someone he knows and trusts, it still makes him very uncomfortable.

Jimo Qing's handsome face slowly approached, and Shen Gunian could clearly count the number of his eyelashes, which were thick and long.

In the blink of an eye, like a butterfly's wings, the faint scent of sandalwood poured into his body again, as if it had dyed his whole body with this unique smell that belonged to Jimoqing himself. The cool lips Qing Qi: "Junior Junior Brother, it's still early, how about starting to practice?"

The gentle and murmured voice was like a lover's whispering, which actually shook Shen Gunian's mind.

After reacting, a pair of star eyes flashed panic and then quickly settled down, leaving only a trace of anger.

However, Shen Gunian's unwillingness to admit defeat made Shen Gunian advance instead of retreating, suppressing the slightly accelerated beating heart in his heart, without changing his expression, the corners of his lips raised into a smile that was not a smile, and said leisurely: "Brother, I don't know, I thought You are seducing me, Junior Brother—"

Jimo Qing shook his head slightly.

Shen Gunian's appearance was not the prettiest in the world of cultivating immortals, but he was also the most attractive. The more he looked at it, the more he could attract people's attention.

This does not come from the body, but from the burning of the soul, like the kind of light that the scorching sun will burn and be attracted by death to get closer.

Seeing that Jimo Qing didn't speak, Shen Gunian thought that he was complacent about having won the victory back.

Small sample, he is a modern person, still afraid of you, an ancient person?

When it comes to seducing girls, Shen Gu Nian is slightly better, no, ten times.

Thinking of this, Shen Gunian froze halfway through his smile.

Wait, why does he think Jimo Qing's action is to seduce him?

The one who has this idea is the strangest and self-righteous one, right?

"Senior brother Jimo, senior brother Shen..." Zhuang Su saw that the two men's actions and atmosphere were particularly strange, so she couldn't help interrupting, and cautiously said with big black and white eyes: "I, I'm going back first. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the two to give a response, they ran away in a hurry.

Both of them were taken aback and looked at each other.

Jimo Qing retracted the fan against Shen Gu Nian's chin very quickly and very naturally, and she didn't know what she was thinking with her drooping Danfeng pupils.

Shen Gunian sat up straight after realizing that he could move, and rubbed his chin with a strange expression.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, and the atmosphere couldn't be called embarrassment or anything else, but there was an indescribable strange feeling that others couldn't get in.

After a while, Shen Gunian couldn't bear this awkward atmosphere, coughed, and said casually with his eyes wandering: "Is there any problem with that book by Junior Brother Zhuang?"

As soon as these words came out, the strange atmosphere suddenly dissipated.

Jimoqing raised her eyes: "Oh, I guess, it should be erotic pictures."

Shen Gu Nian just took a mouthful of tea and sprayed it towards Jimo Qing.

Jimo Qing didn't react, his face was sprayed, his pupils were shocked.

Perhaps it was because Jimo Qing's expression was too...cracked, Shen Gu Nian hurriedly wiped him with his cuff with a guilty conscience, and apologized with a smile: "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Jimo Qing's phoenix eyes rested on the slightly raised corners of his lips, and it took him a while to say: "Junior brother, it's time to practice."

Shen Gunian: ...