Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

Ning Xiyuan quickly grabbed the clothes from Yan Qian'an's hand and put them on himself.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw a piece of white cloth covering the boy's eyes.

Ning Xiyuan was a little dazed. It seemed that he was the same when he first met Yan Qian'an.

At that time, Yan Qi'an was still a...

Little blind man.

Ning Xiyuan smiled inexplicably: "What are you doing?"

Yan Qi'an's tone was a little stiff: "Don't look at anything inappropriate."

These four short words made Ning Xiyuan's mouth curl up further and further. She sat on the stone steps by the shore, the water reaching her waist, her clothes clinging to her body, forming curves.

The sweet taste of the chilled grapes is addictive.

"Can that piece of rag cover it?" Ning Xiyuan asked.

Yan Qi'an: "......"

Can't cover it up at all.

But there is really no need to expose it.

He also...didn't dare to look too much.

His eyes only glanced at the fair skin of the girl as she stood up, and he timidly withdrew his gaze.

He couldn't ignore his pounding heart.

The secret desire burns from the heart to somewhere else.

Ning Xiyuan stabbed grapes with a bamboo stick. The bloody taste in his mouth was not completely covered up until then.

She finished eating the grapes on the small plate and let Yan Qian'an carry her back.

It's so tiring.

This feeling of being reborn and reborn is so disgusting.

She decided to sleep.

Sleeping is the best way to solve all negative emotions.

When Yan Qi'an waded through the water to hug Ning Xiyuan, even his fingertips were stiff.

The pajamas were too thin and stuck to my body when they got wet.

He could even see the light pink shirt with the straps wrapped around the girl's slender neck, making his eyes unable to help but fall deeper into it.

Yan Qian was actually a little at a loss when he bent over.

I don’t know where to put my hands.

He stood there in a daze, and Ning Xiyuan put his arms around Yan Qi'an's neck and got into position.

-

As soon as I lay down on the bed, I fell into the softness.

Ning Xiyuan rolled into the bed holding the quilt and lay motionless.

Suddenly, Yan Qian'an's heart skipped a beat, and he even had the stupid idea of ​​going up to confirm whether Ning Xiyuan was dead.

Neuropathy.

Sometimes, after spending too long with a madman, he felt that he was becoming insane himself.

Yan Qi'an lay flat on the bed and this time did not reach out to grab Ning Xiyuan.

He had no intention of sleeping.

I'm always afraid that this Soul-Breaking Pill will recur.

Ning Xiyuan fell asleep quickly.

But in a trance, she seemed to be still dreaming.

The dream was fragmented and could not be pieced together into a complete scene.

Only crystal clear grapes appear among every fragment.

Crushed on the ground, growing on the vines, hidden in her arms...

I can't remember anything.

The only thing she remembered was that she loved eating grapes.

She just loves to eat.

"call..."

Ning Xiyuan suddenly opened his eyes and met Yan Qi'an's eyes.

The distance between the two was very close, and if she had sat up suddenly just now, she would have bumped into him.

"You are sick?"

Ning Xiyuan couldn't help but ask.

Who is not sleeping in the middle of the night? What are you trying to do?

Yan Qianan pulled his hand away and lay back down.

"I'm afraid you'll bite your lips."

"Still hurts?"

The boy's voice had returned to calm, without the disguise of gentleness, and there was a hint of sharpness in the calmness.

The eyes are clear.

He looked a little cold, as if he didn't want anyone to approach him.

Last night's gaffe seemed like a flash in the pan, as unreal as an illusion.

Ning Xiyuan didn't pay much attention to Yan Qian'an.

She stretched her limbs, then collapsed on the bed.

"It doesn't hurt."

"got used to."

The Bodhi fruit had a really good effect. Now she felt as if her limbs were broken and had no other sensation.

Yan Qian'an frowned, and he stood up and moved closer.

“Habits take a long time to form.”

He frowned.

Ning Xiyuan was just trying to fool him.

Ning Xiyuan didn't open his eyes, but answered quickly.

“That’s a good habit.”

“It often only takes a moment to form a bad habit.”

Yan Qian'an couldn't think of anything to refute for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, the girl's breathing gradually stabilized and she became peaceful again.

The lingering deadness and silence returned.

Swallowing the girl whole bit by bit.

Yan Qian'an doesn't like it.

He doesn't like it when people talk nonsense.

He's even more annoying when he doesn't talk.

His eyes fell on the girl's swollen lips.

Maybe the bite was too hard, and there are some signs of skin breaking.

Yan Qi'an let out a light sigh.

The fingertips gently fell on the lips, soft and a little cool.

But it was like a spark had landed on the tip of my heart, burning it terribly.

As if bewitched, he moved closer and lowered his head.

The tips of their noses rubbed together, their breaths blending together.

The heat burned in the air, making people feel restless and unable to relieve themselves.

Yan Qian could hear his own heartbeat.

very loud.

The hands that were supporting themselves became stiff.

Reason told him that this was dangerous.

But sometimes reason can always be put aside.

So, he touched the girl's lips.

Soft.

It seems to have the sweetness of grapes.

This was a familiar smell to him, and it gave him a sudden, crazy thought...that it should be this way.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Yan Qianan rolled out of the bed almost instantly.

What is he doing!?

The boy stood beside the bed, the darkness blurring his expression.

His eyes fell on the girl, and mixed emotions surged in them, like a rough sea.

Dull and suffocating.

crazy.

I am really crazy.

this is not good.

The emergence of such feelings among the alliance would harm their respective interests.

Yan Qian'an reminded himself solemnly.

He still had to kill her.

This is...her own wish.

-

When Ning Xiyuan woke up, it was already bright day.

When he pushed open the door, Yan Qian'an was standing outside, but Li Changyan and his personal guards were also at the bottom of the stairs.

When the two sides confronted each other, it was Yan Qian'an alone who gave everyone a sense of oppression that could not be ignored.

"Master Priest, are you awake?" Li Changyan suddenly looked at Ning Xiyuan and glared at Yan Qian'an fiercely.

He had something important to discuss with Ning Xiyuan, but the young man at the door refused to let him know.

If it weren't for the fact that it's not appropriate to argue at this time, he really...

Li Changyan's murderous intent was not hidden well, and Ning Xiyuan and Yan Qian'an noticed it at the same time.

Neither of them cared.

After all, it poses no threat.

"Is there something?" Ning Xiyuan leaned against Yan Qi'an naturally, with his arms across his chest, speaking in a lazy tone.

He looked completely sleepy.

Li Changyan laughed: "Li Chenghui rebelled."

"Revolt."

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

So?

It's just a desperate move.

He is just a talentless and incompetent idiot.

Li Changyan ignored Ning Xiyuan's almost arrogant attitude and smiled: "Sir, don't you want to watch the fun?"

Ning Xiyuan was silent.

After a while, he nodded.

It’s time to go and watch the fun.

It's not about watching Li Chenghui's fun.

But to see... Ning Jin's joke.

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Chapter One