My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

When Xia Qi became conscious again, he vaguely noticed a slight difference from the discomfort he felt when he woke up in the past.

He sank and floated in sleepiness for a while, and his dull consciousness slowly returned, only then did he realize that his spiritual consciousness was not scattered around as usual.

He fell into a deep sleep like a mortal, fortunately he was in the mustard seeds that were absolutely harmless.

However, he slept very comfortably this time, his meridians were as relaxed as if he was unharmed, his whole body was relaxed and warm and soft, without any trace of fatigue or tension.

He lazily rubbed against the soft quilt and sighed in comfort.

With his eyes still open, he subconsciously touched Sui Sui with his backhand, wanting to rub Zai Zai's little furry head.

He fumbled along behind him, but he didn't touch Furry, but his hand fell into the palm that came up to him, and was firmly held.

Xia Qi paused, and naturally no one else could get into this mustard seed.

He turned over happily, and sure enough, he saw a familiar person sitting on the edge of the bed.He sat up in the lingering drowsiness, and with his warm breath, he nestled into Qing Yan's arms, and rubbed against each other as if missing him terribly.

"Bai Lan can rest? Huh? Why is it not morning yet..."

Qing Yan looked down at the man in his arms who was only wearing loose unlined clothing, counting the time with his head tilted, blue hair pouring down on his lapel, with a confused look on his face.

When the other party was thinking, his figure kept sliding down without noticing it, so he had to pick him up by the waist and put him on his lap again.

He also took light yellow hair tassels, and casually tied up the black hair at the back of the man's head: "It's been two days since Ah Qi fell asleep."

Xia Qi was stunned, thinking that Qiu Song not only didn't exaggerate the efficacy of the analgesic elixir, but also didn't deceive him about the side effects of the medicine, and actually fell asleep for two days.

He hurriedly checked the Shadow Ring, and sure enough there were a lot of summons, he let out a sigh of relief after quickly reading it.For the past two days, Xiaoshan has been resting, and most of the summons are for debriefing.

Xia Qi stretched himself out in the arms of his Taoist companion, and when he was about to speak, he was keenly aware of subtle clues in himself.

The abyss in the meridian has not been solved, he still has to rely on sleep to rest and digest his cultivation.When the Qing banquet can be rested, he will return to his side and enter meditation to accompany him.

And the two people rest and leave at different times, and it is always difficult to meet each other soberly.

The Qingyan was more hurried, and there was the tenderness of caressing his cheek and kissing him lightly when he was asleep.

This is something he tacitly approves and loves. Occasionally, he notices it when he is half asleep and half awake, and he responds willingly... Although he often falls into follow-up in dreams, and when he wants to continue with the other party, he can't see the person again.

...Whether it is a dream to cling to Qing Yan with lips and teeth, you can still tell after waking up.

Just like at this time, the tip of the tongue still has a faint woody fragrance, and the corner of the lips also has a slight itching after repeated sucking.

Thinking of being rubbed by her Taoist companion while she was asleep, Xia Qi's face became hot, and she thought to herself, it's a pity, only I didn't experience it...

The quiet darkness around him and the comfort in his body gave him courage, and he didn't intend to let his Taoist partner go, because he was a little bit unwilling and daring in his heart.

Xia Qi embraced Qing Yan's neck with both hands, his wide sleeves slid down, revealing his fair arms, his eyes were also filled with a playful and ambiguous smile, the tip of his nose lightly rubbed against Qing Yan's slightly tight jaw, and his voice was as soft as a pillow talk .

"Did Bo Lan secretly kiss me again?"

Qing Yan's gaze staring at him moved slightly, the corners of her lips loosened slightly, and she didn't make any excuses, as if silently acknowledging the word "again" and "stolen kiss".

Seeing this, Xia Qi smiled even deeper, straightened up, held Qing Yan's face and stroked the handsome eyebrows, put his thumb lightly on his Adam's apple, lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Where did you kiss?"

With a slow movement of his Adam's apple under his finger, he saw that Qing Yan's eyes were blurred, only his figure was reflected.

"Brows, eyes, nose tip..."

The low and hoarse voice that sounded in the darkness was close at hand, only he could hear it, carrying a warm breath, like stroking the feathers on the tip of his heart.

The other party's slender fingers also stroked the corresponding parts of his face along with the words.

Lips pressed lightly with fingers.

"lips."

The slight itching slid down the side of the neck.

"Adam's apple."

His fingertips touched his shoulder again.

"clavicle."

The downward trend of fingers has not stopped.

Xia Qi's cheeks were burning hot, and he couldn't take his eyes off Qing Yan's eyes for a moment. He loved the aggression that these eyes showed when they looked at him.

Being touched to the next position, he trembled slightly, and then saw that Qing Yan was about to answer, he leaned over and stopped the words with his lips, and slowly melted the pronunciation that made him extremely ashamed between his lips and teeth.

Unexpectedly, the person being kissed did not reverse the offensive as usual, but just held his waist firmly, matching his rhythm, like a considerate and gentle lord who treats guests, every entangled Let him lead every minute of breathing.

After a while, Xia Qi straightened up contentedly, very satisfied in the request of controlling the other party, and lightly licked his upper lip with the tip of his tongue.

Seeing him happy, Qing Yan smiled softly in his eyes. After staring at him for a moment, he said softly, "A Qi, I have something to ask you."

Xia Qi has never felt so comfortable and relaxed, and he is still intimate with his Taoist companion, so happy.

Even if Qing Yan wanted the stars in the sky, he could pick them up, and he couldn't help but waved his hand cheerfully: "Bai Lan, you are welcome, there is no hiding between you and me."

So, seeing that the smile in Qing Yan's eyes was fading, and he was so quiet that there was no wave, what he asked was: "Why did Ah Qi collect the statues of the Wan Yao King, because... he likes them?"

The smile froze on the corners of Xia Qi's lips, his heart skipped a beat, and he silently looked at Qing Yan.

There was a moment of silence in the dark tent.

Qing Yan's eyes were bright, neither in a hurry nor in a panic, she was determinedly waiting for an answer.

Xia Qi didn't avoid the other party's gaze, but stopped the casualness a few breaths ago, and replied softly: "...he shouldn't be someone who can be humiliated at will."

"He"...of course refers to Shu Lang.

Hearing Xia Qi say these words in person, the words contained the meaning of protecting others, Qing Yan took a breath, and slowly tightened his fingers.

He looked closely at Xia Qi's eyes, trying to find some other clues from them, but those eyes were too Cheng Cheng, only containing seriousness and magnanimity.

The cramped silence lasted for a few breaths, and Qing Yan opened his mouth again, asking in a hoarse voice: "Then...Compared with Master Qing, who is more to your liking?"

This was a question that Xia Qi avoided before, when he thought that the person in his arms would have a little favor for others... He couldn't suppress the anger and jealousy that surged in his heart, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Xia Qi, on the other hand, looked at Qing Yan in a daze, very astonished.

He was already prepared to be questioned by the other party about the truth behind the sculpture, and he had made the decision to bear it together with the other party, but this second sentence deviated from his guess... There will be times when the calm and self-retaining head of Qing will fly with jealousy?

And when it comes to Qing Yan's keenness and insight, it is impossible to speculate that things are so logical, unless...

The other party cares more about this matter.

Xia Qi couldn't help but laugh, the tense seriousness on his face immediately couldn't be restrained, and he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing the solemnity on Qingyan's face, he also faltered because of this, even a little inexplicable.

He couldn't help laughing in his heart, he stuck his whole body into the arms of his Taoist companion, he just felt that the usually prudent person was full of jealousy, which made his heart extremely sour.

He leaned closer and licked Qing Yan's lips, then smacked his mouth, intentionally surprised: "Hey, why is my Taoist companion so sour?"

Qing Yan's eyes darkened, and he calmly stated his excessive behavior: "A Qi was close to me on the surface, but turned around and went to collect other people's sculptures."

The hand on Xia Qi's waist was then tightly embraced, not leaving him a gap to leave.

Xia Qi seemed to hear something extremely interesting, then laughed and lay down in Qing Yan's arms, and only held the other's face when he had laughed enough.

"Where is the face turned?" His eyes are serious and open, and his coaxing voice is soft and slow, as if he is swearing, "I have loved only this person in front of me from before to now, and every moment in the future."

Qing Yan stared at the person in his arms for a long time, so long that he almost forgot the time, but fortunately, the other party did not rush, and the close temperature and gentle eyes were reassuring.

He embraced the person in his arms, slowly hugging him tightly as if he wanted to absorb something.

Then he closed his eyes, the turmoil rising in his heart could no longer be restrained, a solemn expression appeared from the center of his brows, and he frowned.

In fact, Qingyan has been really jealous recently.

After all, since entering Nanfeng, Xia Qi killed Xiexiu and seized the woodcarvings, collected them and carefully cleaned them, often caressed them carefully, and took the initiative to inquire about the deeds of the Wan Yao King, showing fascination... all of them clearly showed that he cared about another person .

To say that the couple has changed their minds, but the other party has not lost a trace of intimacy, and the relationship between the two has even gradually warmed up, and their love is undoubted.

Why is that?

Xia Qi is not the only one who has changed recently, the changes in him are even worse.The cause and effect are too easy to deduce, how could he not notice it?

During the investigation in the black market earlier, he ordered Mingwei to take away half of his disciples and rush to Jinlian City to set up a shelter, while he continued on his way to the Shifang Pavilion residence.

On the way to the station, the flesh-eating magic vines were thick and fierce. When he circled in them, he was the only one who noticed the excited and crazy whispers in the magic vines.

They even swarmed around his side, swarming and moving with him - consistent with the time when his divine consciousness overflowed Xia Qi's sword tassel and made the magic vines around the Shifang Pavilion come alive.

And when he killed the mutated magic vine in Jinlian City, he didn't react like this.

The magic vines around the station were born from the accumulation of the corpses of demon spirit beasts that lost their demon cores.And the magic vines in the underground of the station were raised by the people behind the scenes to guard the path, presumably there were many spirit beasts and demon cultivators feeding them.

At that time, he guessed that it was because of the soul of the demon cultivator in his body that the same kind met, which made the magic vine, which still had the consciousness of the demon cultivator, react in this way.

And when he stood at the entrance of Shifang Pavilion, he noticed a strong half-demon, half-demon aura imprisoned in the residence.

It was the entanglement of resentment and grief day and night. As soon as he got closer to the giant gate of the resident, they immediately became violent and turbulent, hitting the prison crazily, trying to submerge him, and the whole resident almost trembled.

They screamed and howled in his sea of ​​consciousness, their voices were vague and reverent, every word was stained with tears, every sentence wept blood.

It seemed that behind the huge stone gate that separated the resident, there were many people he knew well. They went to a dead end, broke their finger bones, blood flowed, and desperately longed for his redemption.

But there was no trace of resistance or disgust in his heart, instead, a strange yet familiar deep sadness connected with his blood urging him to move forward.

His heart was shaken, and he stood in front of the giant gate restrainedly, and repeatedly checked behind the gate, all of which were the breath of monsters and monsters.

If the giant gate is opened, the group of demons will wreak havoc, and the consequences will be disastrous.

He is the head of the Cangcheng sect, one action affects the fate of the three sects, and he is also responsible for the lives of all living beings in Nanfeng.

Had to choose to leave.

This encounter made a certain absurd conjecture that had vaguely surfaced before him more and more clear.

And he and Xia Qi have always loved each other openly, and the other party is used to taking care of his emotions. Even if he admires the legend of the Wan Yao King, and keeps collecting sculptures of the Wan Yao King like this, he doesn't hide it, and loves him very much...

How could these behaviors be against others.

In the past few days, he has been thinking over and over between Xia Qi's favor for others and his own conjecture, no matter which one he can't accept calmly.

But Siji Xia Qi's loving eyes fell on others, and his mind became restless in an instant.

Now listening to the promise in Xia Qi's intimacy, his heart relaxes slowly, but the heavy truth comes down again, which has become an unchangeable foregone conclusion.

He knew that he already had the answer in his heart.

Many clues have already been connected with each other in the fog, paving the way to the only truth.

And Xia Qi loves him as before...

How can there be a second answer.