I heard that you are my son's father

Lu Qingyu opened his eyes to see that he was still sorry.

This……

At this time, the other party had forgotten to restrain his hand, he was determined, pulled out his arm, hugged the other party's neck, and kissed his lips again.

Not fleeting this time, he sent a long kiss, the offspring of the succubus, born to be good at it, the tricks and the ways are self-taught.

He also knows how to seduce people, but he is naturally unwilling to do it at this time.

The person on the body only felt that the blood was rushing, something was slowly burning, impatient and yearning, stunned and stunned, absent-minded and then regained consciousness, raised his hand to lightly touch the corner of the opponent's lips, and retreated a little.

Lu Qingyu slowly opened his eyes, reflected in the beating of the candle lamp, with some moisture in his eyes: "Is it all right?"

"Okay." Qi Yan was almost out of breath. It wasn't the touching of lips and teeth that affected his breathing, but the impulsive impulse in his body that was pressing on every part of his skin.

"The suzerain can... get up?"

Qi Yan got up, sat by the bed for a while, then lost his mind for a while, looked at himself, stood up slowly, took two steps, and then turned back: "Have you changed?"

"What?" The blood on Lu Qingyu's face was still red, and he sat up slowly.

"It's just..." His searching gaze moved a little bit.

The other party followed his line of sight, was startled, and blushed again: "Sovereign...don't say anything."

"You don't?" He approached, "I do."

"Nonsense." Lu Qingyu grasped the quilt at a loss, and lifted it up to cover most of his face, "Sovereign... please go back first, I'm tired and want to take a rest."

"But..." Qi Yan thought that the plot described in the storybook hadn't been completed yet, but then thought about it, it would be a long time, and since she was tired, she really shouldn't bother her anymore.

It needs to be used flexibly, but... half of it is fine.

"That's good." He pulled the quilt off the other's face, and pinched the earlobe with his fingers, "You rest, I just want to go back and see why there is such a change."

The warm touch in his ear made Lu Qingyu tremble again. He was really helpless at his words, but there was absolutely no need to answer those words. He gently pulled the hand next to his ear, and kissed the back of his hand: " You go now."

"Okay." The ears were also touched, and it was considered half completed, and Qi Yan sat up when he was satisfied.

After he went back, he walked into the bathtub and faced up to his changes for the first time.

He wanted to ask Little Golden Hammer what was the reason for this, but Little Golden Hammer said that he was a gentleman's hammer, and he should not look at injustice. On certain occasions, he generally closed his consciousness, and he felt that it was not suitable for him to discuss some issues in detail. So when the Lord is bathing, it is still closed.

As the hot water brushed past, Qi Yan leaned on the tub and closed his eyes, thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and the sweat would turn into gold when separated, so a small piece of gold beads rolled down the side of the tub.

Then those changes dissipated again, and it didn't seem like a serious illness.

He didn't bother to ask any more questions, and closed his eyes again.

The next day, Lu Qingyu regained some strength and felt that it was not good to wait any longer, so he went out and found a shop that specializes in weddings, called Rong Marriage Zhai. That is, it is quick and hassle-free.

He paid the deposit, and on the way back, after thinking about it for a while, he went to the best face powder store in the city. He didn't know what the other party liked, so he bought a little bit of rouge and gouache in every color. After he left, his wallet was already empty. .

The money he earned from helping people exorcise evil spirits over the years will be used for the sect's internal expenses, food and clothing for several people, and he also needs to buy some talismans and spirit art that he can't make by himself, so there is nothing left for daily life.

And what the younger brothers said before was correct, he also suffered a serious illness, and his savings were all spent.

When the banquet came, he spent a lot of money to buy this sect, and the money in those few boxes was still there, but he only wanted to use his own money to buy these things.

He held the box full of cosmetics, although it was worthless, he gave everything he had.

I hope that person won't dislike him, and in the future... find some more lucrative jobs, and this life will be like this.

When he came back, he saw that Qi Yan was sitting in the courtyard, covering his face with a folding fan and basking in the sun. He walked over and sat opposite, carefully pushed the brocade box over, and lowered his head to wait for the other party's reaction.

Qi Yan opened the brocade box, pinched a piece of red lipstick, flipped it over, and then pointed it at the sun: "What is this?"

Lu Qingyu was taken aback for a moment: "It's for dressing up."

With a dazed face, Qi Yan stroked his lip balm, leaving a bright red color on his fingers, exuding an elegant floral fragrance: "This is what women often use to dye their lips." He remembered that some demons in the Yaozu had used similar things.

"Well, do you... like it?"

Banquet: "..."

Why do you ask me if I like it?

"Like it." He said nicely.

Just where to use it, forget it, and give it to Luhua later, but is it not good to give something to others as a gift from the Taoist companion?

He flipped through the rouge and eyebrow pencil again, more and more doubts in his mind, almost twisted into a ball.

But the other party's tone was quite cramped: "Are you... do you plan to change into women's clothing?"

"Uh..." So he bought me these things because he wanted to see me in women's clothing?

What a strange hobby!

Seeing his astonishment, Lu Qingyu quickly changed his words: "It's okay if you don't change, you can do whatever you want, you can do whatever you like."

Qi Yan reached out to touch his forehead: Did he have a fever again?

Fortunately, it's quite normal. Why can't he understand what he said?

While thinking about it, he lost his mind and rubbed his forehead for a while. When he withdrew his hand, the color from his fingertip just touched the center of Lu Qingyu's eyebrows, leaving a little red between those eyebrows.

He was stunned for a moment, only to feel that there was a beautiful red flower blooming between the eyebrows, and his whole person seemed to suddenly become a little more charming, making people not want to move their eyes away.

He felt that his blood was a little out of control, and he stretched out with another hand: "The color is on your head, let me wipe it off."

Wipe the center of the eyebrows with your fingertips to smudge the flower.

The courtyard door opened, someone walked in, then exited, and then pushed the door open again.

The two turned their heads to see Mo Quan approaching straight with a blank face, glanced at the two of them a few times, then pulled Lu Qingyu aside, muttering something.

He didn't want Qiyan to hear, and Qiyan didn't bother to eavesdrop, so he turned around and sat back on the chair, leaning against the back of the chair and continuing to bask in the sun.

Unexpectedly, after basking in the sun for a while, the voices of those two people became louder and louder.

Mo Quan had an excited tone: "Just help me see what's wrong?"

Lu Qingyu earnestly said: "Why don't you ask directly?"

"I mean talk to him more, but he told me to fuck off."

Lu Qingyu: "I can help you ask first, but I haven't reached that point yet, so I can't read it. I'll talk about it later."

The author says:

Only tears and sweat will turn into gold, the rest will not, otherwise it will not be very friendly to the Taoist priest.