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

Ning Xiyuan was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Yan Qian'an had expected Ning Xiyuan's reaction, so he looked calm and drank a few sips of soup himself.

There are really a lot of soups on the table today.

Shen Shiwei and Qu Zhen looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

This young couple really didn't treat them as outsiders at all.

Lu Chaoyang just looked at the two of them, smiling and frowning, and finally realized after a while: "I know!"

"Brother Yan, are you left-handed?"

So...the injury on the left arm affects your eating?

That’s not right. Isn’t it quite stable to drink soup now?

Lu Chaoyang was confused.

Qu Zhen almost choked to death when she was drinking juice because of this sentence.

Good guy.

Every word was beyond her expectations.

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The atmosphere during dinner was quite pleasant. Afterwards, Ning Xiyuan lay in the yard, ate some skinless spiritual fruit after the meal, and prepared to go to bed.

The yard was as bright as day, and when I looked up, I could see Yan Qi'an concentrating on skinning the animals.

The boy's hands were beautiful, white and slender, with distinct bones and faintly visible light blue veins.

It is very suitable for peeling.

"Yan Qi'an." Ning Xiyuan waved at him and called out.

In an instant, all the people who were still digesting their food in the yard looked towards the two of them.

Then he slipped away quickly, and several doors closed almost at the same time. In an instant, Ning Xiyuan and Yan Qian'an were the only ones left in the small courtyard.

"Ok?"

The young man looked at Ning Xiyuan, with the corners of his mouth rising naturally.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

Um...

Wouldn't it be a bad idea to let Yan Qian'an take her back?

After all, he is a wounded person.

I just called it out of the blue and didn't think about this matter.

Forget it, the arm injury is quite serious and I need to rest for a long time.

Ning Xiyuan didn't say anything for a long time, but Yan Qian'an suddenly stood up, wiped his hands, and walked towards her.

Before she could say anything, someone came up to her.

"Hold me." Yan Qian'an bent down and gently passed his right hand through the girl's knee.

Ning Xiyuan: “…”

She stretched out her arms and hugged Yan Qian'an's neck, and the next second, her whole body was lifted up.

"Wait..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the peeled fruit plate on the stone table floated up and followed behind them.

Ning Xiyuan shut up, rested his chin on the boy's shoulder, and felt great.

Yan Qi'an: "Holding you is enough."

He smiled, his tone rising, and joy almost overflowing from his eyes.

Just now, the girl suddenly stood up and hesitated for a moment, and he seemed to understand what she meant.

Is this what they call... telepathy?

When the two of them washed up and lay down in bed, Ning Xiyuan started reading before bed again.

Yan Qi'an lay beside her, looking up at the sky in silence: "What's so good about this?"

You clearly don't even like the name, so could it be that you really like the shitty plot?

Outrageous.

Ning Xiyuan: "No need to use your brain."

Relaxing before bed helps you sleep.

Yan Qianan laughed.

The answer was predictably plain and simple.

After a long silence, he moved towards Ning Xiyuan.

He raised his injured arm, placed it on the girl's waist, and leaned over.

"Ningning, you feel so cool." Yan Qian'an exclaimed, then pressed closer to her.

It's like holding a piece of ice in a hot summer day.

The familiar sweet scent on the girl seemed to rise in the hot air, immersing him completely in it.

Sweet.

Sweet to the heart.

His fingers gently rested on the loose ties around the girl's waist, twisting them and unconsciously pulling them apart.

The obstruction of clothes is annoying.

The girl is like a chilled grape. When you peel off the layer of clothes, you will see sweet and crystal clear fruits.

He had never thought that grapes, such an ordinary fruit, were anything special.

now...

Can't put it down.

The boy's hand reached into the collar from the waist and touched the delicate and smooth skin without any hindrance.

Like a spring rain.

"Yan Qi'an!?"

Ning Xiyuan grabbed Yan Qian'an's hand through his thin clothes, and the scripture he had been studying carefully was thrown aside.

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

"It's a little hot."

"But Ningning is cool."

He did not pull his hand back, but half-sat up with his other hand, then lowered his eyes and smiled at Ning Xiyuan.

I'm telling the truth.

Ning Xiyuan: ???

Is this human language?

only...

She looked up and reached out to touch Yan Qian'an's forehead.

The boy's cheeks were slightly red, and the light pink extended to his neck, covering the small red mole on his throat.

Looking down again...

Suddenly he stopped.

The pajamas were thin, and apart from the vague outline of the boy's abdominal muscles, there was a clear curve between his legs.

Ning Xiyuan: “….”

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

The two people's eyes converged on the same strange place.

【I go! 】

The system screamed and quickly went offline.

I was afraid that if I was late for a second, a child would be born in front of me.

What a sin, the bastard villain seduced the host.

The silence did not breed awkwardness and was soon broken.

"Good night."

Ning Xiyuan quickly pulled Yan Qi'an's hand out and slid smoothly into the quilt.

Before she could move inside, Yan Qian'an's hands were on her waist and he held her in his arms through the quilt.

"I...."

Yan Qian'an finally realized that something was wrong, and those desires surged up like crazy, almost melting him.

Ning Xiyuan interrupted: "I understand."

Casual and perfunctory.

It's understandable that the young man is full of youthful energy and does this late at night.

Yan Qian gritted his teeth and said, "It was all the soup that Ningning fed me!"

He couldn't help but kiss the girl's earlobe.

The price increase is uncomfortable.

Ning Xiyuan pushed Yan Qi'an away and said, "You wanted to drink that."

She said one bowl was enough.

Look, he drank too much and got sick.

Yan Qi'an: "Ningning, I feel uncomfortable."

He hugged her tightly through the quilt, but his desires were not satisfied and he longed for more.

Ning Xiyuan looked up at the sky in silence.

I really want to rush out and beat Lu Chaoyang up.

The demon's body heat is now incredibly hot.

Ning Xiyuan turned sideways and looked at Yan Qi'an: "How about I help you?"

The young man was obviously stunned, and even slightly widened the distance between the two of them at the first moment.

"You...you're still young."

Yan Qian'an looked away, his heart suddenly beating very fast.

The limited sanity he had almost collapsed.

Ning Xiyuan smiled: "It's okay, there are many ways."

"for example......"

The girl was about to say something but stopped herself, then suddenly leaned closer, her thin lips almost touching his earlobe.

The scorching breath sprayed on the side of his face as he spoke, and it was incredibly hot.

Yan Qi'an clenched his fists, and before Ning Xiyuan could finish, he pushed him away: "No need."

After he finished speaking, he jumped off the bed in an almost embarrassed manner.

Go towards the side clean room.

Ning Xiyuan looked at Yan Qi'an's back and shrugged indifferently.

I have long seen through Yan Qian'an's true nature.

Innocent boy.

She lay back down contentedly, occupying the entire bed to herself.

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Good night everyone