Demon Lord, he regrets the beginning

Yunqian fulfilled his wish and asked Ye Junli to feed him water, and Ye Junli also completed this intimate act with him as a dream come true. He thought that Yunqian was slowly accepting himself, and couldn't help but get confused.

Qi Shuo realizes that he is not qualified to be compared with Yun Qian, no matter in the previous life or this life, Ye Junli's love for him seems to be unabated, as long as Yun Qian is present, he will be stingy even from the corner of his eye Willing to give to others.

Qingyan regretted secretly, knowing that she had hurt Qi Shuo's heart again, and shouldn't have asked him to appear in the area with clouds.

"It is said that it will snow heavily tomorrow, have you prepared anything to keep out the cold?" Qingyan asked, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

It hadn't snowed yet this winter, and he heard it on the way here, so I don't know if the news is reliable.

The first snow, presumably will be biting and unbearable.

"Is it snowing?" Ye Jun left the mouth with a very small voice, as if he was just talking to himself, with a thoughtful expression, after a while, his voice sounded again, surrounded by a very soft, very soft sound Breathe, "The shallow room needs to add a few more heaters, and the doors and windows need to be checked for gaps... Oh, yes, Qingyan, you said last time that there are some good fox furs in Linghu Cave, I'll go get one from you tonight."

His urgency was almost beyond words, and he organized the matter of protecting Yun Qian from the cold in an orderly manner.

With a dissatisfied face, he said: "Fox fur? Didn't you say that you are strong and strong last time, and you think it is useless? Why did you think of asking me for it!"

When she got the fox fur last time, Qingyan personally took two of them and presented them to Ye Junli, but he didn't appreciate it, thinking that Qingyan was unnecessary, and asked him to take the fox fur back intact.

Ye Junli didn't mind the pretense of teasing, and replied calmly: "Hey, Qianqian, he is weak, and it hasn't snowed for a long time, so he can't be frozen..."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk... the left sentence is shallow and the right sentence is shallow...Ye Junli, can you see other people in your eyes? I'm also afraid of the cold, why didn't I see you care about me so much!" Qingyan couldn't help but be pale He glanced and pretended to complain.

But Ye Junli replied seriously: "You are a fox with thick skin, so don't worry about freezing."

Qing Yan was speechless and choked, but he had to admire that when Ye Junli was worrying about Yun Qian, every little detail was engraved with tenderness.

However, Yun Qian didn't hear a word of the dialogue between Qing Ye Junli and Qingyan, he was drowsy, his eyelids still couldn't hold on, and the feeling of exhaustion invaded his limbs and bones, unprecedented tiredness.

"Qianqian, are you sleepy? Go back and rest..." The sunlight fell on Ye Junli through the mottled tree shadows, and the cloud was in a daze, as if returning to a certain day in a certain year...

But no matter how he recalled, he couldn't remember when he met this man who was so considerate to him.

He approached Ye Junli accidentally, and murmured softly: "I have to carry..." The dependence revealed from the bottom of his body made every nerve in Ye Junli's body burst out with a bitter taste...

His cloud is shallow, but he is still willing to get close to him.

He squatted down and pulled Yunqian closer to his back. The man lay down on the solid back in a daze. In an instant, he closed his eyes with peace of mind and fell into a dream.

"I'll go back to the house to sleep, you can do what you want." Ye Junli turned his head and confessed to Qingyan, glanced at the fish bones that Yunqian had gnawed just now, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even bigger, clearly feeling The weight of happiness behind.

"Go farther away, it's an eyesore!" Qingyan pursed her lips and drove away, picking up the surrounding debris.

No one has time to take care of Qi Shuo's feelings.

"Tomorrow...I want to play in the snow." Yun Qian, who was lying comfortably behind Ye Junli, murmured suddenly.

His voice was vague due to sleepiness, Ye Junli thought he was talking in his sleep, so he just chuckled.

Unable to get a response, Yunqian thought that Ye Junli couldn't hear her, so she repeated softly, "I want to play with the snow... okay..."

Ye Junli paused, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the lithe little man behind him from the corner of his eye: "Huh?"

"Are you okay?" Yun Qian pressed her sore eyelids and asked again.

When he was in Penglai Pavilion, he watched his brothers play snowball fights and make snowmen several times, and he was always envious in his heart, but every time it snowed, he was not allowed to play together, he had to keep sweeping snow in the courtyard of Penglai Pavilion , clean up their leftover hands and tails, and sometimes he would secretly make a snowball by himself when he was working, and as long as Xuanfeng saw it, he would inevitably be scolded...

"Okay, then you promise me that you will dress warmly... When you wake up, drink some ginseng soup and don't complain..." Ye Junli made an agreement with him for three chapters first, but he didn't wait for the little man's promise. He felt the sound of even breathing coming from his back, and the tighter elbows on his shoulders.

"It's still so worrying." Ye Junli shook his head helplessly, but every expression of caring and caring remained in his eyes.

Yun Qian woke up, but slept until dark, and didn't even eat dinner on time.

Ye Junli ordered someone to reheat the table of dishes, back and forth several times, because he was worried that Yun Qian would wake up at any time and that he would be hungry.

"Why can I still sleep like this? Are you tired from fishing?" Ye Junli stretched out his hand to brush off Yunqian's broken hair on his forehead, but he dodged subconsciously, holding his hand in mid-air.

After waking up, Yun Qian's attitude became a little colder again, she rubbed her eyes, and sat on the edge of the bed to wake up.

That bleary-eyed look gave Ye Junli a shudder, and his already tender voice was unintentionally softer, and he got up to serve the dishes: "Are you hungry? Get up and wash your face and eat." something."

While speaking, the aroma of the food quietly entered Yun Qian's breath, and her stomach groaned in response to the occasion.

He lifted off the quilt on his body, but when his feet hit the ground, he felt a burst of soreness, and he knelt down with a plop.

Ye Junli's chest tightened, and he quickly walked to Yun Qian's side, no matter whether he disliked him or not, he wrapped him in his arms, and gently put him back on the bed: "I'll bring you food on the bed, you Just don't move..."

Ye Junli looked a little panicked, even when he turned to get the food, he kept his eyes on Yunqian, for fear that he would knock him again.

He picked up some chicken and cucumbers and put them in a bowl filled with rice, and handed them to Yunqian. After the other party took them, he quickly opened Yunqian's trousers, frowning all the time: "Don't move, eat first." , let me look at my feet..."

Yunqian was really hungry, so she didn't refuse Ye Junli's move, and took a big bite of a spoonful of rice with chicken, it was delicious.

After kneeling like this, Yun Qian's knees became slightly red and swollen, especially the injured leg, which immediately turned blue.

"How could it be like this..." Ye Junli choked up, the distress that was visible to the naked eye spilled out unsparingly from his eyes, the injured leg should have been deformed due to years of stress...

He deeply remembered that it was beaten with a soul-destroying stick. He had seen Xie say that at that time, the dark red blood blurredly stained the entire pants leg, and the man curled up helplessly on the cold floor, crying out for pain...

"Tomorrow will be snowy...it will be like this...it will hurt..."

Yun Qian, who was concentrating on her meal, felt Ye Junli's strange emotion, she retracted her feet slightly, and explained.

When a blizzard is approaching, his legs will always feel normal and faintly sore.

But no one ever cared about him. He endured the pain in his leg and wanted to clean the Penglai Pavilion spotlessly. As time passed, he got used to the pain.

When he scooped up another spoonful of rice and was about to put it into his mouth, he felt a drop of cold liquid fall on his disabled leg...

He opened his mouth to swallow the food, but he forgot to chew the food, looking at the object of tears, unable to react for a long time.

In fact, he wanted to ask this man a long time ago: Why are you so kind to me?

Is it sympathy and pity for oneself?

Or does he look like his late lover?

The man named Qi Shuo said to himself today, he has repeatedly figured out what he said, but there is no reason...

He just doesn't want to...

"Are you crying?" With food in his mouth, making his greeting seem even more innocent...

Ye Junli always forgot to hide his emotions in front of him, obviously he shouldn't show such a gaffe in front of him...

What should I do if I scare him?

"No...there's sand in my eyes...I'll go check the doors and windows..." Ye Junli perfunctory Yunqian, couldn't bear to keep his eyes on his leg, and his heart would hurt if he took another look. one inch...

He was about to get up, but was pulled by Yun Qian, who put down the rice bowl in his hand: "I... let me blow it up for you..."

No one has ever treated him well, and he doesn't know how to repay the kindness others have shown him...

He can only try to no longer strongly reject Ye Junli, and slowly accept his invasion of the boundaries he set.

Before Ye Junli could respond, Yun Qian knelt up and leaned in front of Ye Junli, carefully exhaling into his eyes...

Ye Junli's eyes were even more red. From such a close distance, he could clearly see the whip marks on Yunqian's collarbone, as well as his weak aura...

The breath he exhaled has no spiritual power...

If it was this life...

If in this life he used the cruel methods of the previous life to deal with him...

It doesn't take a single move, and he'll die...

His treasure, because of himself, is as weak as an inconspicuous ant, one finger can kill him at any time...

"I'm fine...don't kneel...I'll massage your legs..." Ye Junli gently held Yun Qian's hands that were propped at the corners of his eyes, smiling heartily.

"I'll have to wait until my legs don't hurt... Tomorrow I'll let you play in the snow... Do you want to go with me to the Linghu Cave to get the fox fur? There are a lot of little foxes in Qingyan, do you want to go and have a look?"

"think."