If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Si Yuanye's eyelashes trembled.

It turns out that in the stupid disciple's mind, if he let go too quickly, it meant he was not good?

Si Yuanye rarely has desires.

To practice Taoism, one should have a pure heart and few desires, not to mention that he has demonic obstacles in his heart. The desires of this world are not necessary for him.

Now that he tasted the sweetness on his lips, he suddenly realized why "love" was the most difficult inner demon to break.

Was his father the same when he met his mother?

The love that surged up during the kiss even defeated the demons' resentment and hatred towards humans.

Even though he knew that he would be caught by humans and even die because of it, he was still willing to do so.

Si Yuanye looked a little dazed, stretched out his arms to hold Song Chuyi in his arms, and held his waist with his two big hands.

She buried her head in his neck and rubbed it lightly.

"Achu."

he whispered.

"Kiss me more."

Eight is not enough, nor is ten.

Kissing all the time is not enough.

Song Chuyi's ears moved slightly, catching Si Yuanye's voice, and hummed softly.

"Just kiss."

"You have to learn from me."

He held Si Yuanye's face with both hands and kissed it.

This time it wasn't just a simple touch, but something deeper.

Si Yuanye's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart suddenly shook.

It's this... this feeling.

It seemed like he was entangled with him.

Whether it was the bodies embracing each other at this time, or the fate of the two of them, they were completely entangled when their tongues touched each other.

Si Yuanye grabbed the back of Song Chuyi's head with his right hand, turning against the guest.

Song Chuyi didn't need to teach again, he had already followed his traces and learned inferences.

Song Chuyi counted silently in his heart.

【Thirty-one, thirty-two...】

【Two hundred and five! 】

【It doesn’t stop! Are you out of breath? 】

Song Chuyi was about to push Si Yuanye away, but the next second he felt the man let go of him.

He quickly breathed in the fresh air, and when his breathing became smoother, he glanced at Si Yuanye.

"Quite smart."

"You learn so quickly."

Si Yuanye's lips curled up slightly, "Ah Chu taught you well."

Song Chuyi raised his eyebrows noncommittally.

"You can talk."

He chuckled and took Si Yuanye's arm.

"Let's go kiss somewhere else!"

What's the point of light in the palace?

Si Yuanye responded without any hesitation.

The two of them appeared outside the palace in a flash.

The moonlight shone on the two of them like water, making the water between their lips even more delicate and charming.

Under the moonlight, in the garden, the kiss continued again.

Then there are dark alleys, or windy forests.

All in all, the goal of ten kisses was achieved!

After achieving his goal, Song Chuyi pushed Si Yuanye and waved his hand.

"No more kissing."

He leaned back, lay on the grass, and looked up at the sky.

The sun was a bit dazzling, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to half-cover his eyes, looking at the sky with his peripheral vision.

"It's obviously the same sun."

he muttered.

"Why don't humans and demons get along?"

Si Yuanye followed his example and lay down.

"Humans have a saying."

"Non-my family, its heart must be different."

Song Chuyi thought for two seconds, "Yes."

"Grandpa will be resurrected in half a month. Then we will wait for him to research the antidote."

Si Yuanye pursed his lips and said, "Actually, there's something I didn't tell you."

"What?" Song Chuyi turned his head and looked at him.

Si Yuanye lowered his eyelashes, "He won't be a human after his resurrection."

"He will become a demon."

Having said this, he suddenly reached out and held Song Chuyi's hand, as if he was afraid that he would leave him.

"Achu, will you blame me?"

Song Chuyi shook his head, "No."

"This is also to be expected."

He sat up and flexed his fingers.

"Heaven has endowed human beings with many qualities."

"Smart and kind, strong and friendly... they can do many, many things with these."

“But it also gives them an end point.”

"That's death."

Death will end all of this.

But humans are so smart, they left behind a legacy.

But for individuals, death is the end.

"So when humans die, they are dead, and when they die, they are over."

"The end is that the same him will never appear again."

"Since grandpa can be resurrected, it's normal for him to not be a human being."

Si Yuanye propped himself up and sat up.

He stared at Song Chuyi.

The young man had a delicate face, a smile on his face, and arched eyebrows. The dazzling light in his eyes seemed to soften a lot.

"What about the devil?"

he heard himself ask.

"What has heaven given to the demons?"

Song Chuyi moved forward with a serious expression.

"It gives you cuteness!"

"The cat is so cute and fluffy."

"I love it!"

He rubbed his hands and said, "Can you change back to your original shape and let me hug you?"

Si Yuanye:......

In Song Chuyi's expectation, a snow-white Maine Coon cat appeared in front of him.

Song Chuyi threw him down on the grass, held his front paws with both hands, and spread them apart like a bully.

Then he pounced on his face and rubbed it crazily.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! So soft and I love it! 】

【Cats are super cute! 】

Si Yuanye:......

What can I do if I take on a stupid apprentice?

The pink flesh pads opened helplessly, as if to say: That's all, pamper me.

----

Half a month later, Moon Night Grass finally matured under Song Chuyi's careful feeding!

That night, after all the preparations were completed, Si Yuanye was waiting for Shan Wen to be resurrected.

Si Yuanye was dressed in black, with black mist wrapped around his fingertips, pulling the moonlit grass to the center of his eyebrows in the early Song Dynasty.

A ray of soul came out from between the eyebrows and landed on the grass tip on the moonlit night.

The black mist imprisoned the Moon Night Grass. As soon as Si Yuanye raised his hand, a figure appeared in the open space.

That was exactly what Shan Wen looked like during his lifetime.

His hair is gray, his body is slightly shriveled, his face is pale, and he is unpopular.

In an instant, the figure flashed rapidly between transparent and solid.

The black mist rushed forward and stabilized it. Slowly, the shadow became reality.

Shan Wen slowly opened his eyes, a touch of surprise bursting out of them.

He actually lived!

Shan Yong said excitedly next to him, "Grandpa!"

Shan Wen responded and cupped his fists towards Song Chuyi and Si Yuanye.

"Thank you."

Song Chuyi smiled and said, "You're welcome, Grandpa. I'll trouble you to research a pill that can cure insomnia!"

Shan Wen responded respectfully: "Yes!"

Song Chu played with a strand of black hair, with a smile in his eyes, and he had something in mind.

but……

Si Yuanye pursed his lips tightly, and the black mist surged.

I can't hear you.

He... couldn't hear Ah Chu's thoughts.