When the protagonists and villains become bamboo horses

In the early morning, the sun shone through the thin window paper into the room and fell on the two people on the bed.

Xie Shi was the first to wake up, his thick eyelashes were dyed a layer of pale gold in the morning light, like the delicate piping of gorgeous clothes, but there was panic and fear in his eyes.

He turned his head nervously and looked at the young man beside him.

Yan Yu was still sleeping, facing him, breathing slowly, his chest rising and falling slightly.

Because the two are very close, there are often warm breaths blowing towards him, and the two breaths blend together.

After confirming that the other party was fine, Xie Shi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He just had a nightmare.

Under the red sky, the fire was burning all over the sky, and the black and white crowd huddled together.

His elder brother Xiu Ling stood in the encirclement, with a face like a ghost, laughing wildly, and everyone around him looked disgusted and fearful because of this.

But Xie Shi noticed the huge tearing wound on Yan Yu's abdomen in his dream.

He watched the blood gurgling from the man's body, his heart ached terribly, and he spread his legs, wanting to run back to bandage him.

However, he ran hard for a long time but couldn't get to Yan Yu's side.

Although the distance is very short, it is as far away as the end of the world.

Xie Shi could only shout Yan Yu's name hoarsely in his dream, while watching him desperately being besieged by the crowd, fighting for survival, using wounds for life... until he woke up from the dream.

After opening his eyes, the aftertaste of the nightmare still remained in his heart, and he was panicked and sad.

Fortunately it was just a dream, Xie Shi comforted himself.

His head resting on the pillow moved a little, and it was a little closer to Yan Yu's face. The tip of their noses touched the tip of their noses, and they were extremely intimate.

Xie Shi quietly looked at the person beside the pillow, his clear eyes did not blink, and countless warmth surged in his heart.

Seeing Yan Yu injured in the nightmare made him feel so distressed, and seeing Yan Yu intact now makes him so satisfied.

A moment of hell, a moment of heaven, nothing more.

The jet-black hair rubbed against the jade pillow, Xie Shi tilted his head, the bridge of his tall nose changed an angle, and brushed against the tip of Yan Yu's nose.

The rosy lips gently covered the other's soft thin lips.

He didn't dare to go deep, and he didn't dare to open his mouth, so he could only press his lips close to each other, warm on top of each other, like a jerky and ignorant innocent boy.

Even for a kiss of this level, Xie Shi kissed very carefully, with pity and temptation.

With every breath, there was a burst of joy in his heart.

He kept confirming the existence of his sweetheart.

This man is alive, safe, and with him!

That's great, Xie Shi secretly sighed.

Although he is in reality, he feels that everything is as beautiful and happy as a dream.

Kissing and kissing, Xie Shi suddenly noticed a line of sight falling on his face, he raised his eyelids as if aware of it, and looked into a pair of black eyes that were as dark as the night.

Xie Shi paused slightly, and stepped back a little.

Yan Yu just woke up, her eyes were sleepy, and she looked very lazy.

He stretched out his hand, stroking Xie Shi's lips weakly with his fingertips, pulled the corners of his mouth, and joked with a smile: "Is Xiao Shi telling me to get up? This method is quite unique."

Xie Shi felt embarrassment belatedly, his face was flushed like a ray of light from the sky.

"Morning, good morning, Brother Xiu, Xiu Ling..." He greeted in a stuttering manner.

Yan Yu's eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he didn't bother much about the reason why Xie Shi kissed him in the morning.

He lowered his fingers, pinched Xie Shi's chin, leaned forward, and quickly kissed him on the lips.

Yan Yu's original intention was to respond to Xie Shi's good morning kiss.

Unexpectedly, after Xie Shi was kissed, he stepped back in shock, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and reminded in a muffled voice: "Brother Xiu Ling, I haven't brought out the shark silk yet! You can't kiss!"

Yan Yu was amused by his reaction, and deliberately said: "But you didn't take the silk with Xiaozhi just now. How come you were able to kiss just now, but now I can't?"

As he said that, he moved forward an inch, and wanted to kiss Xie Shi again.

Xie Shi's face was hot, and while avoiding his movements, he took out a piece of clean silk from the storage space.

In the flurry of hands and feet, he lost his grip, and the flimsy shark's silk floated out and slowly landed at the end of the bed.

The distance was not too far, but Yan Yu's kiss was already in front of him.

Yan Yu caught a glimpse of the crocodile floating away from the corner of his eye, raised his eyebrows calmly, and sighed to Xie Shi with a slightly regretful tone: "Unfortunately, the crocodile floated to the end of the bed, and I can't reach it with my hands."

Xie Shi wanted to say that he could crawl over to get it.

But Yan Yu didn't give him a chance to speak, and kissed his lips heavily, with deep eyes and a smirk.

Xie Shi knew that the body fluid of the Son of God would corrode the demon seed, and he was worried about hurting Yan Yu, so he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and let Yan Yu mess around, hoping that he would end the kiss as soon as possible.

In the limit of patience, he heard Yan Yu ask him: "Xiao Shi, do you really want to get the shark silk?"

think!Xie Shi responded in his heart.

On the face, he nodded vigorously.

Yan Yu saw his urgency, smiled, and put on a talkative look, "If you want silk, just say so, and I'll get it for you."

Xie Shi looked at the young man in front of him sadly.

Yan Yu kissed intensively without leaving gaps, and he had no chance to speak at all.

"Why don't you answer?" Yan Yu licked Xie Shi's tightly closed lips, and looked at it with satisfaction, where he had tossed it into a striking red, and said softly, "Xiao Shi, if you don't answer my words, I won't help you .”

"..."

"If you don't talk, let me kiss you first!"

"..."

Xie Shi tilted his head, looked away from Yan Yu, and looked ashamed.

Obviously the people in front of him didn't let him speak.

The smile on the corner of Yan Yu's mouth became more and more obvious, and his movements became more and more excessive. Relying on the physique of the demon seed, he would not hurt the son of God. He bit and licked Xie Shi's soft lips, almost treating him like an unwrapped delicious candy.

During the whole process, Xie Shi didn't push back, didn't make a sound, let alone opened his mouth, showing a kind of silent obedience.

In the house where the morning light is pouring, the atmosphere is peaceful and peaceful, occasionally the sound of birds frolicking faintly comes from the nearby forest.

Xie Shi's face was burning hot, and the blush spread all the way along his cheeks, and finally even his earlobes and neck were red, as if at sunrise, the pure white clouds staying at the most beautiful part of the morning glow were dyed little by little by the most beautiful in the world. color.

At first Yan Yu was thinking of teasing Xie Shi, but at the end of the kiss, there was a feeling of cherishing in his heart.

Because even after being harassed by him for a long time, Xie Shi never opened his lips.Even though he had endured to the limit, Xie Shi didn't kiss him back like revenge.

The self-healing ability of the ascended cultivator is very powerful, even the moment the wound is formed, it can be healed immediately. Looking at it with the naked eye, it looks like there is no injury.

For Yan Yu now, the corruption of the Son of God is like a small wound, so there is no need to pay too much attention to it.

His body can completely heal while being corroded. Apart from the slight pain like ants gnawing, there will be no scars on the surface of the skin.

However, for these years, Xie Shi has been stubbornly refusing to take that step, and has always insisted on kissing him through the shawl, and doing even more outrageous things.

"The wound healed quickly, does it mean that he was not injured?" At that time, Xie Shi strongly rejected his proposal, "I don't want the intimacy in exchange for this, and brother Xiuling doesn't want it either."

His love for him has been burning since he was young, strong but restrained.

Yan Yu stepped back a little distance, stretched out his hands, gently held Xie Shi's face, and looked at it seriously.

His eyes slowly and carefully passed over Xie Shi's moist red lips, slightly trembling eyelashes, and watery eyes. He was obviously emotional, but he still stood firm, and even his breathing was hot in the end.

A word appeared in Yan Yu's mind—precious and important.

At this moment, he no longer had any bad intentions, and sighed softly with complicated emotions.

Then he stretched out his hand and waved, a dark light flew to the end of the bed, caught the thin silk, and brought it back to Yan Yu's hand.

The dark light dissipated into light spots in the air, and the shark silk was put into Xie Shi's hands by Yan Yu.

"Reciprocity, you can kiss me now." Yan Yu said with a smile.

With the silk barrier, Xie Shi finally didn't need to restrain himself anymore, he relaxed his tense nerves, slightly propped up his upper body, leaned over and kissed his sweetheart passionately.

At the moment of being hugged tightly, Yan Yu felt as if the gap in his heart had been filled, and he closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Xie Shi stretched out his fingertips and gently wiped away the faint tears from the corners of his eyes.

……

When Yan Yu opened his eyes again, it was already noon, the sun climbed to the center of the sky, the sun outside was bright, and the shadows of trees overlapped.

"Xiaoshi?" He rubbed his eyes, touched the quilt beside him, and found no one inside.

The sound of pots and pans colliding came from the kitchen, and a clear and melodious voice sounded, "Brother Xiu Ling, I'm here."

Yan Yu got the response, and lay back on the bed again, and took a little cage-returning sleep to reduce the remaining drowsiness.

After finishing his work in the kitchen, Xie Shi returned to the bedroom and saw Yan Yu who was asleep, he crawled back to the bed softly, got into the bed, and hugged him into his arms.

An hour later, Yan Yu woke up after returning to the cage. Seeing Xie Shi, he said in a daze, "Huh? You're back again?"

Xie Shi smiled and kissed him in response.

The two got up from the bed, helped each other get dressed, combed their hair, and walked out of the bedroom holding hands.

In the yard, Xie Shi has already prepared a table of sumptuous delicacies, and set up a heat preservation and freshness formation, so that the delicacy of the food will not be lost over time.

Over the years, he has become very proficient at doing this kind of thing.

Yan Yu sat down at the table, picked up the chopsticks, and put a piece of fish into his mouth.

The fish meat melts in the mouth, extremely tender and delicious.

"Not bad." Yan Yu never hesitated to praise Xie Shi.

There was a smile on Xie Shi's face, his eyebrows were curved, and the fundus of his eyes clearly reflected the face of the person in front of him.

In his heart, alchemy, weapon refining, beast control and array are all very useful skills, and he cannot slack off.

But now, in the days when Yan Yu was in love with each other, Xie Shi also realized that the skills of cooking, tidying the room, and the bedroom... are all important and need to be studied attentively.

After lunch, Xie Shi remembered the white fungus and lotus seed soup he made specially, so he got up and picked up the spoon, scooped a bowl for Yan Yu, and pushed it onto the table in front of him.

"This is tremella and lotus seed soup. It's not only sweet and delicious, but also very moisturizing to the throat. I cooked it specially for Brother Xiu Ling." Xie Shi's face was a little shy, and his voice was soft, "Brother Xiu Ling should try it more."

In fact, Yan Yu was a little full and wanted to refuse, but when he was about to speak, he felt a hoarse feeling in his throat.

He paused, closed his lips, and silently took the porcelain bowl from Xie Shi's hand.

After eating a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup, the tired throat was indeed moisturized, and the hoarse voice was no longer so hoarse.

Seeing that it was so useful, Xie Shi secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and decided to cook a bowl of soup for Yan Yu every now and then to moisten his throat.

He wants to take good care of Brother Xiu Ling in every way.

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