My Taoist companion just wants to welcome and refuse

The mysterious state of soul-spirit fusion between Taoist couples is indescribable, but the closeness of the body is more straightforward and enthusiastic, and it is hearty and enjoyable.

When he first met Qing Yan, Xia Qi always felt that the other party was cold and aloof, an untouchable bright moon, not stained by a trace of mortal fireworks.

Later, Mingyue not only took him into her arms, but also became his private property.

At this moment, the coldness and brilliance turned into the warmth and heat that occupied his body and mind, as if every minute of his trembling breath and murmur belonged to the other party, but the other party still felt that it was not enough, wanted more, wanted to be closer.

My Taoist companion is used to asking for an inch, but now, in order to change the topic, he teased him without knowing how deep it is, and he was instantly submerged by the scorching breath.

In the mist that was getting better, in order to appease the punishing wave, he breathed steadily, turned his head and gave a flattering compliment... Who knew that the consequences would run counter to expectations.

Xia Qi was fed Yinyuan's analgesic pill when he was in a coma, and slept for an unknown amount of time, but now he couldn't fall asleep no matter how tired he was.

After the punishment-like excitement passed, Qing Yan still didn't let him go, the slightly chaotic breathing in his ears was like layers of sea waves, making the already red ears even hotter, and then came a low hoarse voice: "A Qi is back again. Let me do something dangerous."

His wrist was still held by the other party, so it wouldn't hurt him, and there was no lack of confinement strength, so his five fingers had to tightly grasp the bed under him.

The thoughts in his mind were also grasped by the feeling of slowness and precision, and he was not allowed to modify the answer more euphemistically: "...I'm sure, I'll be fine if I sleep for a while... No matter how bad it is, there are senior brothers and Doctor Qiu... And," intermittently Speaking of this, he finally remembered what he wanted to share with his Taoist companion, and his hoarse voice was filled with vitality, "I have stepped into the golden core, and it is even more powerful... I can make ten sous..."

Before the words could be completed, the words were cut off in his throat in an instant, he could only carelessly stretch his neck and close his eyes slightly.

The breathing in the ear was a little low, and it was full of wind and rain: "Don't mention others."

He never had a chance to speak again.

After a while, the consonance springs through.He was hugged and turned over, lying on the slightly undulating warm chest, feeling a little aggrieved for no reason, but he didn't dare to say any more provocation.

The slightly wet black hair on his temples was smoothed out by the person hugging him, and the other person's voice became hoarse: "Even if Ah Qi insists on doing this, you should tell me and let me watch over you."

Xia Qi knew immediately after hearing the words, after tossing him over and over again, the matter was turned over.

After all, matters related to practice are his personal choice, and now he is doing well, nothing happened, the other party should have passed his anger.

He stood up with his chest propped up, stared at his Taoist companion, and smiled slightly: "Okay, if there are similar things in the future, I will definitely rely on my head Qing."

The arms around his waist tightened, and the light in the blue eyes became gentle, and he knew that his Taoist companion was satisfied with this answer.

The night was still long, and it happened to be the time for the two of them.

Xia Qi was tired at this time, his long-stretched arms were a little sore, he simply lay back on his stomach, resting his chin on his folded wrists, using his sturdy and handsome body as a bed, just facing Qing Yan's eyes.

"How is Cang Li's preparations going?"

Qing Yan reached out from the curtain, and returned the thin quilt that had fallen on the thick blanket to his hands, and he covered the waist of his Taoist companion with the thin quilt.

The palm of the hand fell on the edge of the thin quilt, half of it was pressed against the thin quilt, and the other half was pressed against the white back that was still sweating.

"After tomorrow's layout, it can be finished."

The two stared at each other silently for a moment, Xia Qi sighed quietly: "This fight will not stop until the end."

Fortunately, he has raised his realm and his confidence has increased a lot, but he still has worries about Qingyan in his heart, so he can't help but take advantage of the closeness at this moment, and whisper his recent thoughts, "Bai Lan, how do you think about how to face the people behind the scenes?" The other party's cultivation base and city are not like ordinary demon spirits, so it must have a lot to do with you..." He paused, his voice gradually lowered, "We have always been on opposite sides of monsters, and this battle will also It is inevitable that we will have to face the demonized demon soul of Lingying Mountain, and Bo Lan will go with us..."

How should I deal with myself?

Xia Qi thought for a while, wondering what opportunity Qiu Song's Vientiane box for purifying the soul could bring... He lowered his eyes and quietly stared at the silent Qingyan, without urging him.

He knew that Qing Yan must be in a dilemma, and he put himself in the other party's situation, just like he was facing the seven envoys of Xiaoshan who surrendered to the enemy and the demon hunter.

In the dim tent, the thoughtful blue eyes lost their mind for a few breaths, then gradually cleared up, returned to silence, and met his gaze.

"Aqi, in the dormitory of Lingying Mountain, and when we were together recently, I figured out a lot of things."

He was taken aback, and couldn't help asking softly: "What?"

After leaving Lingying Mountain, Qing Yan didn't stop thinking about it for a moment, and his thoughts were inevitably complicated.

But every time he thinks about those things while trapped in Xia Qi's warm breath, his mood becomes surprisingly calm.Xu Shi has the recognized way back as a reliance, so he is not afraid of other dangerous roads.

He caressed the black hair on the back of the man in his arms, and there was a slight smile on his lips: "Before I can fulfill the two identities of Cangcheng Sect Master and Wan Yao King, I need to be myself first. , I cultivate my original mind."

Xia Qi's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he slowly opened his eyes wide.

Yes, this is Qingyan.

The right and wrong in Qing Yan's heart come from the heart, the heart is the common people, the heart and gall are ice and snow, there is no need to attach an identity to measure the change.Just like a hundred years ago when the entire family in Lingying Mountain was wiped out, Qingyan erected a barrier to prevent demonized subjects from harming the world.

Beneath these two glorious identities is the one who is worthy of these radiances.

However, Xia Qi also knew that even if Qing Yan chose to do so, when facing the demonized subjects, he would inevitably endure the sadness in his heart, but he had to move forward.

He sighed in his heart, and promised softly: "No matter where Bo Lan is going, I will definitely follow with my sword... I will always be with you."

As soon as the words fell, he saw the haze in the depths of the blue eyes dissipate, and they were filled with a warm smile just because of him.

His cheeks were hot, and his heart was full of joy, so he couldn't help but leaned forward a little, and kissed his Taoist companion's cheek lightly.

Before opening the distance, he was pressed under the opponent again.The Taoist companion who was connected with him embraced him, and gently rubbed his lips against his ear: "Aqi's hair smells good, and his lips are soft."

Xia Qi blushed and laughed, Qing Yan would often talk privately between Taoist couples at such times, praising him for being so good and so good, he was shy and loved to listen, so he couldn't help responding: "Tell me more... ..."

Qing Yan smiled lowly, his words were too low and light, only the two of them and Ye Shi could hear.

Xia Qi didn't know what he heard, covered his ears and whispered "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The two laughed for a while in the charming atmosphere of the tent, Xia Qi spread his weak limbs and fell on the bed, waved his hand tiredly, indicating that he couldn't play any more.

He has been bullying and giving in to his Qing Yan, why is the other party's breath not messed up?

He turned over angrily, and was suddenly gasped by something hard on the bed. He almost screamed first, so he reached out and took out a small black porcelain bottle.