My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

Xia Qi opened his eyes wide, trying to see Qing Yan's expression at this moment more clearly, but the corners of his eyes kept slipping off, wet his cheeks.

He also didn't care about being useless again, and finally had the opportunity to urgently ask the question that had been suppressed in his heart since his rebirth: "How could you jump down regardless, you know it's an abyss that will never be restored..."

He spoke in a hurry, breathless, and his words were tinged with a strong nasal voice. He hurriedly stabilized his voice, "You are the head disciple of Cangcheng, the acting head who shoulders the responsibility of the sect... what you have been asking for for a hundred years What should the Dao be like...you haven't even thought about it..."

The voice raised involuntarily, and Xia Qi lost control of his emotions, making the water in his eyes even more turbulent.

He only felt that Qing Yan was usually calm and calm, but once he ignored it, he would become a bit crazy...

Qing Yan didn't show any expression of reflection or regret under the questioning, he just lowered his eyes and silently and focusedly wiped away the tears for the person in his arms.

But no matter how soft the sleeve material is, it is not as good as the fair skin on the cheeks of the person in his arms. Repeatedly wiping the moisture will rub the skin with a sensitive and fragile redness.

He sighed almost imperceptibly, and could only hug the man who was crying uncontrollably: "I know all this, but Ah Qi only has me."

Xia Qi raised his head in a daze, looking at the man with a look of sadness between his brows, as if he was thinking about how to calm him down.

He was locked in the cellar for many years, when his aunt was killed in a fire, and when he was forced to leave the Qingyan with his aunt dying in a fire, he had hated fate.

He has obviously never done anything bad in his life, but his life is rough, his relatives are gone, and his loved ones are gone... Does he deserve this kind of retribution?

Later, he fought against fate and never gave in, but he silently accepted that everyone has his own way.He and everyone he meets are on the same journey, no matter how close the relationship is, those people will eventually go to their own destiny.

However, there is one person who unswervingly shares life and death with him, is connected with fate, and even regards him as the most important place for his soul to return to...

Xia Qi's heart became more and more sour, he tightly grabbed Qing Yan's skirt, buried his head silently, and began to cry wantonly again.

He was hugged helplessly by the stiff person, and he couldn't hear what the voice in his ear said. He only felt that the person hugging him was breathing disorderly, and he must also be emotionally disturbed.

He immersed himself in his turbulent emotions, not because he was sad or sad, but because he was moved when he learned that the fallen leaves returned to their roots, and he vented his heart after removing all the tough shells.

Seeing that Qingyan could not dissuade him, Xu Shi could only hug him tightly and let him mess up and wet his clothes in his arms.

When he was a little tired and calmed down, he realized that the tips of his ears were covered, and a soft voice also fell into his ears: "Ah Qi cries twice a day, and his eyes can't stand it."

At this moment, Xia Qi thought of the problem of face, casually wiped his wet face on the luxurious clothes of Cang Cheng's head, hugged Qing Yan's waist tightly and did not let go, and finally started to settle accounts as if he had the energy to find fault.

He snorted coldly, his voice was still nasal, lacking the slightest momentum, instead he seemed a bit aggrieved: "I think when I went to find a Taoist companion, Master Qing still ignored me, very indifferent."

Unexpectedly, the person holding him indulged in every possible way: "It's my fault."

He was stunned for a moment, and then made further progress, and brought up the old matter again: "Master Qing also said that he would cut off the contract of agreement, and he couldn't treat me like before."

Xu Shi didn't expect him to hold grudges so much, after a feast, he met those clear eyes washed by tears, and continued to coax him in a warm voice: "...It was my fault. With a few indestructible spells, no one can move."

Xia Qi was satisfied, just now he showed a thin smile, then thought of something, his face collapsed.

Qingyan: "..."

If he said that he was making trouble for no reason just now, this incident made him really angry, and his brows became a little more serious: "Also, let me add the forbidden curse to your altar...Qing Bolan, how can you say such a thing?" if?"

He actually let him hurt his Taoist partner... Thinking about the consequences of the curse, every word made him afraid...

The thought of the proud and aloof Sect Leader Cang Li willing to endure such a curse even if it didn't happen just to make him feel at ease made him angry and anxious.

Seeing that the person in his arms frowned indignantly, and the already red eyes showed a tendency to gather water again, Qing Yan sighed almost imperceptibly.

Xia Qicai opened his mouth slightly, and all his accusations were sealed by the pressed lips.

He wanted to continue talking, but he struggled in dissatisfaction, and the arms around his waist tightened, bringing him closer.And the softness that wandered on the lips then invaded, patiently, gently and irresistibly melting away all the ramblings hidden on the tip of his tongue.

The warm breath soothed him gradually relaxing his body, and the kiss seemed to be waiting for his response, refusing to pull away.

He blushed and thought to himself, then... let's respond...

The moisture at the end of his eyes was kissed dry, Xia Qi forgot everything, only a trembling softness remained in his heart.

He had already indulged in it without knowing it, and seriously responded to the lingering lips and teeth.When his back touched the soft bed, Qing Yan's breath just left.

He felt that it was not enough, he was still greedy for the damp breath between the two just now.

Opening his eyes, he saw that the bedroom had become dark at some point.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked around carefully, and it was Qing Yan who changed the scenery.

The fine daylight disappeared, and outside the door lattice, the sea and sky sank in the quiet night, the bright moon was in the sky, the silver glow diffused, and the sea surface turned up with silvery white waves.

The warm lights in the house are dimly lit, the fragrance is lingering, and the mottled halo is whirling and hazy.

The hot lips gently sucked his Adam's apple, and then passed over the sensitive side of the neck, and the slightly chaotic hot breath fell on his cheek.

The pair of azure eyes close at hand blended the night and desire, becoming as deep as the deep sea.The previous restraint was on the verge of crumbling, it was clearly a request for an invitation, but it was possessive but he could not refuse it.

"Aqi, I'm here this time, okay?"

Xia Qi's throat tightened for no reason, and an urgent and anticipating desire rose in his heart.His cheeks were heated by Qing Yan's breath, his fingers couldn't help hooking the belt of the upper body, and slowly pulled it.

"It doesn't get any better than here..."

This is the place where Qing Yan has lived for hundreds of years, and today he has shared his sense of belonging.At this time, Qing Yan still took into account his thin skin, and imagined a dark night surrounded by stars and moonlight as a cover.

Of course he likes it.

For no reason, he was burned by the deep blue gaze, his cheeks were hot, his hands and feet were at a loss, but he couldn't bear to look away.

The skin that had been stripped of clothes was blown by the warm night breeze, surrounded by the comfort of soaking in hot springs, but under Qing Yan's careful attention, it became a layer of stiff and slightly hot.

The kiss then fell on the side of his neck, warm and soft, and the low hoarse voice was also close to his ear, and combined with the vague sound of the waves, it became a pillow talk that made his soul feel at ease.

"It was originally planned to be in the Xiaoshan loft in the mustard."

Knowing that his Taoist companion had seriously thought about the appropriate place for this matter, a slightly itchy smile welled up in his heart, but his waist softened under the temperature of the wandering skin.

That palm was too hot, and it seemed that his voice was softened a bit, with an inexplicable nasal tone: "The bed is too small...Why did Bo Lan seriously plan..."

The glaze shimmered into golden powder, flowing over the handsome skin of the man above, the tall nose bridge and the cool and handsome outline, and then penetrated into his heart, forming slightly hot and dazzling mottled.

The breath in the ears has also become a sultry smoke.

"In a familiar environment, Ah Qi will relax a bit."

Xia Qi's heart warmed, and he realized that his knee was lifted.After a few breaths, he subconsciously closed his eyes slightly, his ears were thin and red, and his mind went blank.

"Bai Lan is by my side, so everything is fine...you don't need to be somewhere..."

He breathed slightly, afraid of disturbing the quiet night, and kissed him intimately.

Lips and teeth have been together for a long time, from cherished tenderness to greed and plunder, he is almost at a loss for all reactions, and can only give each other his breath and breath.

Beneath him was the big soft bed that hugged him, and what was close to him was the breath and body temperature of Qing Yan.

He felt every ounce of trembling in his slightly chaotic breath, the moon, stars and sea waves in the quiet night fell into this dream that he did not want to wake up from.

Tonight's golden stars and clear night will be precious things that he treasures for a lifetime, but they are not as close as the boundless blue that surrounds him.

Xueling Weasel's figure is too small, and it has been a long time since Sui Sui ran around in the dormitory with short legs.

It was a little tired and hungry, and slowly dragged its three tails back to find its owner.

The snow-white claws walked over the dark blue and light yellow clothes on the thick blanket, which were stained with the breath of the two masters, and it could smell them separately.

It raised its small head, looked at the bed not far away, and found that the breaths of the two masters were mixed together, and couldn't tell who was where, so it couldn't help being a little puzzled.

It tilted its head for a few glances, the bed was too high, and it couldn't see clearly.But the owners looked very busy... it turned and left with its tail drooping.

However, Sui Sui was not hungry for too long, and it found on the table that a small dish contained tender pieces of meat left by the owner, and a glass of sweet water.

It happily finished eating, nestled on the table and licked its paws, suddenly keenly heard the sound of coldness coming from the other side of the bed, and couldn't help raising its little head.

It turned out that the gauze curtain was tightly held by a white and well-proportioned hand, with red fingertips.

Sometimes his knuckles are clenched, and sometimes he trembles helplessly.

The gauze curtain was torn, and the two silver sachets with flower and bird patterns hanging on it collided with each other, making lingling sounds, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow.

When it was slow, I could hear a voiceless murmur behind the gauze tent, and when it was urgent, there was a vague sob.

Sui Sui looked at it for a while, but couldn't understand, so he continued to lick his claws.

The paws were licked white and white, and it wanted to play in the shallow pool for a while.

When he came back from playing tired, he was really sleepy and wanted to go to bed and sleep next to his master for a while.

Walking slowly to the bed, he noticed that the bed was shaking slightly, and the two masters spoke softly from time to time, one of them begging softly.

When it became alert, it didn't smell any danger, so it was in a daze, and chose the thick blanket beside the bed, rolled itself up and fell asleep.

It likes this house very much, with comfortable wind, wide water, and many places to get into.

As for what the masters were doing, it didn't know anything, after all, it was just a weasel.