After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

Chu Yitang woke up from the heat.

He felt as if he was in a scalding furnace. He was afraid of heat and greedy for cold. He was imprisoned at this moment. The heat was boiling everywhere and there was no way to escape.

Chu Yitang couldn't bear it anymore, even his mouth and nose were burning.

He managed to open his eyes, and what he could see was a piece of snow-white clothing with dark lines of continuous iris branches on the material.

The collar is loose and wide open, the neck is slender and upright, the concave collarbone is close to the eyes, and further down is the firm and smooth chest, and some faint and strong lines of the abdomen can be seen.

Chu Yitang's mind was blank for a moment, and he looked up slightly.

Lan Yu's sleeping profile suddenly came into view, and Chu Yitang's breathing stagnated before he remembered to take a look at his situation.

When he entered the barrier, he was almost unconscious, so he only wore a thin piece of pajamas. After entering the water, his pajamas were completely soaked. Now he was held in Lan Yu's arms again. His long hair was wet and his clothes were disheveled.

Lan Yu was no better than him. He went down to the ice spring to fish for him, and his clothes were soaked through. The folds of his clothes were torn apart, and they were still hanging on. His hands still held his waist and refused to let go.

After struggling out of the nightmare, his whole body was weak. Chu Yitang couldn't get away for a while, so he watched Lan Yu sleep in this position.

He fell into his arms and raised his head just enough to see him.

A straight and straight nose, two exquisitely shaped lips, not very thin, slightly raised lips, black eyelashes, sword-like outline, dignified and proud, handsome and magnificent.

To be fair, Lan Yu's figure and appearance are unmatched.

Chu Yitang saw him most of the time when he was awake, smiling, and completely lovable.

But when he was asleep, he had a completely different appearance, his brows were furrowed, his lips were slightly pursed, and his temperament was cold and ascetic.

He just hugged himself like this all night?

No, shouldn't he be in the barrier? How did Lan Yu get in?

In previous years, he would spend several days in nightmares, unable to wake up easily. It had only been one day, so he woke up too quickly.

With a rough guess in his mind, Chu Yitang tried to adjust his breath and luck, and unsurprisingly felt it.

Lan Yu lost most of his cultivation to him intermittently, and almost gave him most of his cultivation.

Did he think he was about to die and was trying to extend his life?

Chu Yitang felt distressed and reluctant to let go. If his mind was unstable in the nightmare center, it would most likely come back to bite him and swallow up all his cultivation.

Lan Yu could not be unaware of this danger, but he still did it regardless of the consequences.

Just to keep him alive.

Chu Yitang's warm fingertips touched Lan Yu's eyebrows, trying to smooth out those wrinkles and worries in his heart.

Lan Yu tilted his face, breathing suddenly a little heavier. He took Chu Yitang's wrist and held it in his hand. He rubbed it twice, put it under his clothes with ease, and murmured sleepily:

"Stop making trouble, Ah Tang. If I bite you again, I'll break it."

Chu Yitang's hand was pressed against his hot skin, unable to move. Hearing Lan Yu's two unclear words, Chu Yitang was puzzled.

What to bite? Bite Lanyu?

He frowned and used his other free hand to push the hair away from Lan Yu's shoulder. What came into view was a bloody tooth mark carved squarely on his shoulder.

Chu Yitang's light-colored pupils suddenly shrank, and when he looked down, there were more than one, and dense red marks snaked all the way down.

And it’s not all done, every bite is full of energy and blood is everywhere.

No wonder Lan Yu said he couldn't bite it anymore, it was really going to break.

Chu Yitang pulled his clothes back up blankly, surprised and quite embarrassed.

It must be that he was restless when he was in the nightmare and rejected Lan Yu, but he refused to let go, so he had no way to vent his anger, so he had to bite him.

Why do you bite like this...

Chu Yitang couldn't wait any longer, bit his lip, and slowly withdrew his hand from Lan Yu's abdomen.

Lan Yu finally woke up due to his movement. His arm was numb due to Chu Yitang's pressure. His blood was not flowing and he was unconscious.

The first thing he did after regaining his consciousness was to look at Chu Yitang in his arms.

Chu Yitang's jade-like face still had a blush that hadn't receded in time, and it also stained a white neck. His long hair was water-filled, and his lips were bright red. His exposed skin was as cold as porcelain. He was looking up at him with a pair of almond eyes. It was full of mist and extremely humid.

It's terrifying!

Lan Yu had always prided himself on his extraordinary concentration, but for a moment he couldn't take his eyes away. He swallowed and boiled blood rolled down his throat.

Seeing that he had woken up, Chu Yitang held his shoulders and sat up, turned away, and said in a hoarse voice: "I remember that I set up a barrier. How did you get into the cold spring?"

Lan Yu was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he took off his outer robe and put it on Chu Yitang's shoulders. Now he didn't even dare to look at him, his breathing was stagnant and he said:

"I couldn't find you yesterday. I was afraid, so I came to look for you."

Chu Yitang folded his arms. He really couldn't talk to Lan Yu in such an environment. His head was almost burned out.

As soon as he grabbed the rock wall behind him and stood up, his feet felt sluggish and he almost lost his balance.

Lan Yu's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he hugged his waist again, holding his knees with one hand, bent down slightly, and locked him into his arms again.

He leaned against Chu Yitang's ear, clasped his waist with his palms, and said in a deep voice: "I've been hugging you all night, and I won't miss it for a while. I will take you back."

Chu Yitang was weak and panicked and hugged the back of Lan Yu's neck tightly. Lan Yu lifted him up and carried Chu Yitang out of the cold spring.

Lan Yu walked very steadily, and Chu Yitang did not feel any bumps even when walking on the mountain road.

Chu Yitang's face was so hot that he shrank back. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had no strength to restrain the chicken now, and he couldn't resist, so he had no choice but to let him go.

After entering the room, Lan Yu leaned over and put Chu Yitang on the bed, his hands and feet gentle, like handling a fragile jade sculpture.

He went to the cabinet and took two quilts to cover him to keep him warm. Lan Yu sat on the pillow and dried Chu Yitang's hair carefully with a towel.

"I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup. You wait here for me."

Lan Yu handed the kerchief to Chu Yitang's hand. After soaking in the cold spring for so long last night, he had to give him a bowl of ginger soup to ward off the cold.

Chu Yitang was so sore that Lan Yu put a pillow behind his waist for him to lean on, and then got up and went to the kitchen.

After Lan Yu left, Chu Yitang dared to let go of his hanging heart, and there was still a sweet blood in his mouth.

He didn't have much memory about last night, it was fragmentary. He vaguely remembered that when he bit him, Lan Yu didn't make any move, he only caressed his back lovingly and coaxed him tirelessly.

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. Chu Yitang pulled the quilt over his head in embarrassment, buried it under it and refused to move any more.

Lan Yu found two pieces of old ginger, peeled the ginger skin, and picked two yellow rock sugar from the jar.

Although Chu Yitang was not picky, Lan Yu didn't want to lose out to him. Adding sugar would make it taste better and not so spicy.

He was busy adding firewood to the stove when he heard a knock on the door from outside the courtyard, accompanied by a loud male voice:

"Chu Yitang! Come out and open the door! I'm here to see you!"

Lan Yu was stunned, threw the firewood in his hand on the ground, and walked out of the kitchen suspiciously, just as he happened to make eye contact with the person outside the door.

Xijin was also dumbfounded, and looked at the yard again to confirm that he was indeed in the right place. Did Chu Yitang move without telling him?

"May I ask this young gentleman, where is the original owner of this house?"

Xi Jin looked at Lan Yu from across the yard, adhering to the principle of not hitting the smiling person, and he smiled very kindly.

Lan Yu realized that he was here to see Chu Yitang. Just as he was about to speak, Chu Yitang was already in the room and spoke before him:

"Lanyu, please let him in."

Xijin breathed a sigh of relief, politely thanked Lan Yu who opened the door, and went in to find Chu Yitang with the medicine bag.

Lan Yu watched Xi Jin go in and close the door. He pursed his lips, suppressed the strangeness in his heart, and went back to make his ginger soup.

Inside the house, Chu Yitang asked Xijin to pour him a glass of water and drink it to moisten his throat.

Xijin moved a stool and sat in front of his bed, crossing her legs with an intriguing expression.

Chu Yitang couldn't stand the way he was hiding something, so he said calmly: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't look at me like this."

Xijin was very excited when he heard this. He leaned closer to Chu Yitang and smiled ambiguously:

"Chu Yitang, tell me honestly, who are you that young man outside the door?"

He clicked his tongue twice and said it mercilessly:

"You couldn't be more moved by the mortal heart. The ten thousand year old iron tree has blossomed, right?"