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In the woods, Zhang Yiyan frowned slightly while looking at the video he shot in his hand. Why didn't he understand the last one he shot? What are these big glass jars? No matter, send it to Xie Huai first.

The other party responded quickly,

"All Five Poisons"

"Be careful with everything"

He glanced at Jiang Fangfang, who wanted to go back and get closer to the Yinbra magic weapon, and almost forgot about her. In such a short period of time, the ghost power had increased greatly.

He took out the small purple gourd and opened it, then clicked his chin and said, "Go in."

"...Okay." Jiang Fangfang reluctantly looked further and further away from where she was before. Suddenly, an idea flashed and she looked at Zhang Yiyan with bright eyes, "Senior, why don't you let me monitor what they did here? I will report it directly to you."

"And you have a long way to go. What if you miss some important information?"

The more he talked about it, the more he thought his idea was a good one, "And if they hide something or do something secretly, I can find out in time."

"..."

"Senior, what do you think? Senior?"

"..." You said it so well, why do I think you should just say that you want to get close to the Yin brake magic weapon to nourish your body.

Zhang Yiyan nodded without showing any emotion and took back the gourd, "In that case, you stay here and come back after nightfall to tell me everything you saw and heard."

"Remember, stay away from those three Night Men, they have some evil ways."

"No problem, senior, I am sensible, don't worry! Goodbye, senior!" After saying that, he drifted in like the wind, leaving Zhang speechless and looking at the sky.

"..."

The sky was dotted with sparse glimmers of light, as if a thin string between earth and sky was about to be broken.

It's almost dawn. . . Gotta go back quickly. . .

There were sparks and lightning all the way, and he was traveling as fast as the wind and rain. Finally, when the first ray of morning light hit the horizon, we arrived outside the inn's courtyard wall.

Holding on to the stone courtyard wall with one hand, I bent over and gasped for air. I didn’t stop at all along the way. I was so tired.

He glanced at the window of the bathroom on the second floor, took a deep breath, turned over the wall, then stepped on the wall with the sole of his foot, and flew up lightly, landing smoothly without making any sound.

He lifted his legs and stepped inside, quietly opening the wooden door of the bathroom. Seeing Yan Junge sleeping peacefully, he breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly took off his clothes, turned on the faucet, took a quick shower, wiped his hair briefly and returned to the bedroom.

Looking at the person sleeping soundly with the quilt in his arms, he raised the corners of his lips. He grabbed his hair with his five fingers, lay down next to Yan Junge, glanced at the person next to him, raised his upper body and kissed him on the lips. He pressed his lips slightly, took a breath of Yang Qi, and then closed his eyes with satisfaction.

"..."

Half an hour later, Zhang Yiyan stared at the ceiling with wide eyes. It wasn't that he wasn't sleepy or wanted to sleep, but that Yan was acting like he had installed a radar. Not long after he lay down, he threw away the quilt and wrapped himself around like an octopus. Come up. (⊙…⊙)

And he wouldn't let go after hugging him, it was fragrant, soft and a little cool. It was so comfortable to hold him. He tightened his arms unconsciously, rubbed his chin, and murmured, "Yanyan~"

Zhang Yiyan thought he was awake and turned his head to look at him, only to see that his eyes were closed tightly. It turned out that he was talking in his sleep.

Sighing helplessly, she stretched out her hand to push his shoulder, "Yan Junge, don't hold me. This will prevent me from sleeping."

"Hmm~ Yanyan~" A unique hoarse voice sounded in his ears when he first woke up in the morning. Yan Junge felt that he had a particularly comfortable sleep.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he rolled over with a little force, smiling happily with half-lidded eyes, "Yanyan, you're awake. Let's do some morning exercises when you wake up, okay!!"

"..."

Although there were no dark circles under his eyes, Zhang Yiyan was really tired after staying up all day and all night to avoid patrols and collect clues.

"No, you made trouble twice yesterday, why are you still not satisfied?"

It is indeed a pure Yang body.

"Hehe, it means that my husband has good physical strength and can continue to fight. I guarantee that you will be very happy in the future." He giggled twice and did not give any chance to refuse. He acted directly with his hands, pulling up the hem of the wide short sleeves and pushing it to his chest, looking at Her fair and pink chest made her eyes look straight.

"Yan Junge, don't mess around. I really don't have the energy to make trouble with you."

"You don't have to move, I'll just come." (*￣3￣)

"..."

"Come here, let me kiss you~"

"..."

The tip of his tongue gently licked and kissed, touching and exploring, stirring Zhang Yiyan's calm heart.

This bastard! ! !

All the awesome energy is directed toward himself! ! (-?_-?)

The next second, Yan Junge directly picked up the slender waist with his left arm, and moved faster with his right hand, quickly taking off the wide short sleeves in one movement.

The long hair was lifted up and fell on the delicate face that was obviously slightly startled, "Yan Junge, you..."

"No~"

Before Zhang Yiyan could refuse, his mouth was gagged, and he was picked up and straddled on his lap, his body pressed tightly against him.

His big hands groped upwards along the waist inch by inch, and the tip of his tongue licked the corner of his lower lip, with an ambiguous voice, "Yanyan, you should close your eyes when kissing. Hmm~"

"..."

They felt each other's breathing become rapid, and Yan Junge's body was so hot that it seemed to melt them. Somehow, he slowly closed his eyes and enjoyed this wonderful moment.

Their kiss became more and more passionate, and their big hands gently caressed his face, neck, and shoulders, as if they wanted to caress every inch of his skin.

Huo Di, Yan Junge pinched his slender waist and lifted it up, shaking the person in his arms so hard that he could only hug his neck tightly, and looked at him angrily, his eyes filled with moisture, and the last trace of reason was about to be disconnected. "It's so early in the morning, stop making trouble."

His answer was to put his Adam's apple in his mouth and bite it carefully, "Baby, the day's plan lies in the morning. My husband is helping you exercise."

"...Strong words!!"

With his big hands on his waist and a little force, he changed the position of holding the person in his arms from facing him to holding him from behind. The broad chest was close to the thin shoulders, and a kiss fell on the left shoulder. The original gunshot wound there had long since healed, and even the scars had been removed by Zhang Yiyan.

But Yan Junge kissed the smooth shoulder very lovingly, "Yanyan, how did you get rid of this scar?"

"~Spell~" At this time, Zhang Yiyan raised his neck slightly, and his body was already weak as the man raised and lowered his hands, and his eyes were filled with mist.

Yan Junge gently touched his lips, as if he could still feel the warmth he left behind. My heart was filled with happiness and joy, "Yanyan ~ I love you (??︶??)"

The tall, muscular man held the petite child in his arms. With such a huge size difference, when viewed from behind, Yan Junge looked like a hill, holding the petite child completely in his arms.

Zhang Yiyan sat on his lap, focusing almost entirely on him. As he moved, he couldn't help but tremble, his hair swayed, and the fragrance lingered in his nose.

The slender instep and calf are in a straight line, and it seems that you can feel the muscles in the instep exerting force. The two of them maintained this posture for a long time, with Zhang Yiyan's eyes closed tightly and his lips pursed, with an expression of pain and relief on his face.

His heart beat faster, his breathing became rapid, and he straightened his feet, as if he was pushing Zhang Yiyan's body to the limit.

I don't know how long it took, but I opened my eyes and looked at the bright sky outside. Zhang Yiyan opened his mouth and gasped, like a drowning fish.

The straightened feet suddenly relaxed, with a look of relief on his face. Zhang Yiyan fell backwards into Yan Junge's arms as if he was exhausted, their bodies pressed together tightly, and their chests were still heaving violently.

He tilted his head slightly, their eyes met, and there was lust in their eyes. The red lips were captured, and the two kissed inseparably. Zhang Yiyan moved his body back, straddling Yan Junge's lap again, and kissed back passionately.

After the kiss ended, the lips parted. Zhang Yiyan looked at his brows tenderly, suddenly moved forward and bit the corner of his lips, and said coquettishly, "Big pervert."

The answer was that he was thrown down on the bed, Yan Junge smiled softly and ambiguously, and kissed back, "The big pervert is going to eat the little white rabbit."

"Hahaha, don't make trouble~"

The two were playing around, and the quilt was kicked out of the bed without even noticing.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Looking at each other, Zhang Yiyan pushed his shoulder and got up from the bed.

He lowered his head and glanced at the bright red spots on his body, and glared at the culprit angrily, "Are you grinding your teeth on me?"

Yan Junge smiled and put on the short sleeves for him. He couldn't let others see it. "It's fragrant and sweet, perfect for grinding teeth."

"..."