Heavenly practice

"Ah!"

Shen Zhuo woke himself up with a sneeze, and then felt a chill, and then instinctively touched a source of heat, rubbed his hands there, and hugged him tightly.

Well, it's a little hard, but also very flexible, with warmth...

Shen Zhuo rubbed his face, and after closing his eyes for a few seconds, the satisfied smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He opened his eyes, looked at the chest covered with strong muscles in front of him, slowly raised his head, and met the cold face as expected.

Shen Zhuo raised his neck and looked at him, and after a while he asked in puzzlement, "It stands to reason that we have kissed and slept, why is there still no progress?"

Chang Ming leaned against the head of the bed, looked at him quietly, and didn't answer.

Shen Zhuo asked again, "A person like you who just kisses and hugs without saying a word of liking will be arrested on our side, you know?"

Still no response.

Shen Zhuo was puzzled, stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes, "Are you asleep?"

Chang Ming grabbed his hand, pressed it down, and continued to look at him.

"..."

Shen Zhuo looked up with a serious face, "Will you die if you say you like it?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo cursed in his heart, then pushed someone's chest away, suddenly a gust of cold wind came in, he shivered from the cold, looked down, he was naked, and the other side was also naked.

He silently rolled up the quilt, and quietly looked at the demigod next to him, "My naked body is for my wife to see, and now you have seen it all..."

The corner of Chang Ming's mouth suddenly moved slightly, "The wine is not bad."

"..."

Shen Zhuo couldn't laugh. The so-called loss of morality after drinking is all about drinking and cowardice, and he can still remember it later. Of course, he also remembered the things that happened before.

He looked up and saw that he was indeed on the big bed inside the Nine Layers Palace, but it was pitch black outside, not like a daytime cloudy and foggy environment, so he didn't think much about it.

There was a burst of joy in my heart, but I still said calmly on my face, "I offended you, but the demigod can push me away."

"..."

"But Lord Demigod not only didn't push me away, he even hugged me and kissed me back."

Shen Zhuo took a few steps forward, half-kneeling and pressed him against the head of the bed, and asked, "You like me to kiss you, don't you?"

Chang Ming looked at him silently with those black eyes, then put his arms around his smooth neck, and pushed him back on the bed under Shen Zhuo's surprised gaze.

A head of black long hair was spread behind her like black wings, her white chest was exposed in front of her, and the rest of the scenery was suppressed by a certain demigod.

Shen Zhuo was a little flustered, even biting his tongue in panic, "I, I... I'm below..."

"Ah."

"..."

Shen Zhuo wanted to scratch himself.

Chang Ming just looked at him without any movement, just looked at his face like that, stroking his face with his fingers little by little.

Itching, the light touch moved on his face, but Shen Zhuo felt that somewhere in his heart was itching, he held the hand on his face, fixedly looked at the man above, and asked softly, "Actually, do you You understand everything, right?"

"..."

"My palpitations, flustered, blushing and beating hearts, and secret happiness when I'm lost, you've lived for so long, you can tell it at a glance, but?"

"..."

"Then why don't you accept me?"

"..."

"You like me, Changming. I can feel it. You have never treated anyone like this before, except me."

Shen Zhuo stretched out his other hand to press on his heart, his eyes were calm, "Here is my place."

"..."

From the moment he pressed on his heart, Chang Ming's calm black eyes turned deep purple. He fixedly looked at the handsome young man under him. The other party was not smiling, but just looked at him quietly. He is the only one who should have nothing in his eyes.

"A mere mortal, why do you have their emotions and desires?"

He finally spoke, but Shen Zhuo was surprised.

Everyman...

Shen Zhuo suddenly thought of the words Chang Ming said to himself in the pool that day, and suddenly understood that he was not insulting and contemptuous of himself that day, but just wanted to ask himself why he was the incarnation of the ruthless heaven, but why he had the power of a mere mortal? Seven emotions and six desires.

He couldn't help laughing, this man was really arrogant, even if he misunderstood him, he didn't want to explain.

"Why are there seven emotions and six desires—"

Shen Zhuo curled his lips into a smile, looked at him helplessly and said, "Of course it's because I met you."

Chang Ming suddenly clenched his hand, and heard the smiling voice of the person below him.

"Your heart skipped a beat, Chang Ming."

"..."

His eyes were no longer calm, he waved his hand fiercely, and the young man under him disappeared in place, only the crumpled quilt and a few pieces of clothes.

Chang Ming stared at the clothes for a long time, and slowly lowered his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes.

On the other side, Shen Zhuo also looked at the top of the bed with astonishment on his face, and couldn't help laughing for a while.

He really didn't expect that that man would become angry from embarrassment.

Tears flowed out of Shen Zhuo's straight smile, he put on his clothes, and smiled to the void, "Oh, I traded my beauty for a peach branch, but in the end I couldn't steal the chicken, and I was kicked out without even bringing the peach branch It's a shame to come out..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a piece of clothing suddenly fell in front of his eyes and covered his face. He tore off the clothing and saw that it was indeed his own clothing, and a peach branch was placed on the clothing.

Even if the peach branch leaves the peach tree, the peach blossoms on it have not faded, and it still exudes fragrance, and the faint aura lingers on.

Shen Zhuo took the peach branch and smiled unconsciously, repeating a certain person's name countless times in his heart, his eyes were full of smiles.

The moon is reflected in the sky, the Styx is nowhere...

He sniffed the peach blossom lightly, never felt that the name he chose was so nice.

Even if one is in the sky and the other is in the mortal world, as long as he recites this name, he never feels how far away from the other party.

It was still dark outside the window, but Shen Zhuo was no longer sleepy. After getting dressed, he sat down at the table with the peach branch, and used his sword to cut the peach branch little by little.

Occasionally, there would be a popping sound outside the window, Shen Zhuo seemed not to hear it, he was concentrating on peeling off the peach branches in his hand, every piece of the cut off fell to the ground and turned into a faint spiritual energy and penetrated into Shen Zhuo's body.

Sitting motionless like this for an hour, the genius in early winter lightened slightly, Shen Zhuo rubbed his eyes, only to find that the sky was already bright, and for a moment he thought he had returned to the time when he was writing the book.

There was a knock on the door.

Shen Zhuo raised his hand to wipe away the lines on the window sill, yawned, and lazily said, "Enter—"

The door was pushed open, and there were actually three people standing outside.

Shen Zhuo was a little surprised.

Long Xiang, who specially ran over early in the morning, and Jiu Yuan, who sneaked over while Jiang Li was out, stared at the stranger in front of them together.

Xin Zhui, a big man, stood there in a daze. Goosebumps stood on end when he was stared at. He looked at him with embarrassment, "I have something to ask you..."

But these two people insisted that you were not awake, and made me stand outside the door with them for half an hour.

Shen Zhuo raised his forehead, "Come in."