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Chapter 90 Are you inviting me?

There was a slight push from his hand, and Wen Jin came back to his senses, just in time to meet Ji Yunmiao's pair of sparkling black eyes, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

Wen Jin took back the bamboo cup and felt the side of his cheek getting slightly hot.

Bah, bah, bah, what nonsense are you thinking about a sick person!!!

"I want to eat something salty." Ji Yunmiao looked away and said.

"Okay." Wen Jin agreed straightforwardly, put down the cup in his hand stiffly, stood up hurriedly, and almost ran out of the door.

Ji Yunmiao laughed softly twice.

When Wen Jin came back with a plate of salty snacks, Ji Yunmiao had already changed into a clean undershirt.

Wen Jin: ...

On the bed, the man's hair was loose and hung softly beside him. He had a white robe on his shoulders and was leaning against the head of the bed reading a book.

No one knew where Ling Tian had gone. He might have returned to the pet space, or he might have been chased out by Ji Yunmiao to do something.

Wen Jin came over, placed the plate of snacks in his hand on the table beside the bed, turned around and left.

Ji Yunmiao raised his eyes and glanced at her back, his ears slightly red.

……

In the evening, music began to float softly from outside the house.

It was not until the evening, when darkness fell, that Wen Jin opened the door again, holding a candle oil lamp.

Ji Yunmiao had fallen asleep leaning against the head of the bed, with the book lying beside him with the pages still open.

Inside the house, the candlelight was dim, the lamplight flickered, and the moonlight poured in from the window, illuminating half of Ji Yunmiao's face.

The cold moonlight and the warm candlelight blend together.

A touch of warmth was added to the coldness and brokenness.

Wen Jin put down the candle light carefully and chanted a spell to help Ji Yunmiao fall asleep.

Ji Yunmiao tilted his head slightly and woke up.

He didn't say anything, allowing Wen Jin to use his spiritual power to put him down. He looked at Wen Jin who was sitting on the couch and making the bed.

"Where do you sleep at night?" he said.

Without waiting for Wen Jin to speak, he took the initiative to move to the side of the bed: "Don't you want to sleep with me?"

He pulled the quilt outwards with force and looked at Wen Jin, with candlelight flickering in his eyes.

"Hmm..." Wen Jin stopped what he was doing and looked at him pulling the quilt hard. He couldn't help but laugh: "I was afraid that it would affect your recovery a few days ago."

She lowered her eyes as she spoke, and never mentioned that she had been unable to sleep all night guarding him.

"It's okay now." Ji Yunmiao pursed his lips, as if he knew Wen Jin was laughing at him, and turned his head away awkwardly: "If you still want to sleep on the couch, I won't stop you."

Hearing this, Wen Jin chuckled: "Are you inviting me to sleep on your bed?"

Ji Yunmiao held his head high and said nothing.

Wen Jin said "Oh" meaningfully: "So it's not, then I——"

She turned around and continued to make the bed, deliberately lengthening her voice when she spoke, and her peripheral vision was always paying attention to Ji Yunmiao's movements.

Ji Yunmiao buried himself in the quilt and uttered a muffled "hmm".

"When you say 'um', do you mean you invited me at the beginning, or do you mean you didn't invite me?" Wen Jin asked deliberately again.

She just wanted to hear Ji Yunmiao say the whole thing in person. She loved teasing the soft-hearted puppy.

"You are invited to sleep on the bed." Ji Yunmiao's voice was still muffled, coming from under the quilt.

"Oh, so that's it." Wen Jin's voice was mixed with a hint of laughter, and the next second he sat directly on the edge of the bed.

When she looked, she saw that Ji Yunmiao's uncovered ears turned red again.

Ji Yunmiao happened to be peeking at her and was caught red-handed. He coughed lightly and looked away again.

"If you want to watch, just watch it openly." Wen Jin's teasing voice came again, but this time it was almost right next to her ear - she had already lay down.

The bed in Yaowang Valley is not big. Perhaps in order to promote some simple and plain virtues, it is the smallest double bed. It is more than enough for Ji Yunmiao to lie alone. At this moment, Wen Jin lay down again, and their arms were almost touching.

Ji Yunmiao's ears turned redder: "No." He argued cunningly.

Wen Jin turned sideways, her expression much more serious. She faced Ji Yunmiao and asked the question she had been thinking about for the past few days: "Why did the demon consciousness come out?"

Logically speaking, after leaving Piaomiao Yinque and returning to Penglai, without the influence of those people on Ji Yunmiao's inner demon consciousness, the demon consciousness in Ji Yunmiao's body should not have caused such a big mess, so what should have happened? Thinking of Ji Yunmiao's anxious look before the retreat, she felt that Ji Yunmiao must have known something in his mind.

As expected, upon hearing this, Ji Yunmiao’s whole body stiffened.

"He has always wanted to get out, you know that." Ji Yunmiao explained hurriedly.

Wen Jin saw from the side that Ji Yunmiao blinked several times because of lying, and said softly, "You are not telling the truth."

As she spoke, she made a move to get up.

"Don't." Ji Yunmiao put his hand on her arm and whispered to stop her: "You can't laugh at what I say."

"Okay." Wen Jin uttered a word.

The slightly cool palm was placed on her arm through a thin layer of undershirt, and Wen Jin only felt hot.

His palm slid down her arm to her wrist, then hesitantly, slid into her palm and clasped her fingers.

The warm temperature flowed into Ji Yunmiao's hands through his palm, making him feel much more at ease.

"We have been encountering increasingly powerful enemies. I want to break through quickly. I always stay behind you. I can't stand in front of you and always become a burden to you. I am afraid that you will abandon me. I am even more afraid that you will get into trouble because of me because of standing in front of me."

Ji Yunmiao looked at the curtains above the bed, his hands gradually tightened, and he spoke somewhat embarrassedly.

He turned his head and met Wen Jin's gaze: "I said I would stand in front of you, and I would stand shoulder to shoulder with you no matter how bad it gets, but I can't always let you protect me."

"So I practiced hard, mobilizing all my spiritual energy to circulate it, but I forgot to save some spiritual energy for the seal on my heart."

He said, lowering his head with some guilt: "I'm sorry to trouble you again."

Wen Jin didn't say anything, but looked at him gently, then held Ji Yunmiao's hand back, and a steady stream of warmth flowed from her palm into Ji Yunmiao's palm.

The candles went out and the curtains fell.

In the darkness, Ji Yunmiao heard Wen Jin sigh helplessly.

"It's okay, it's not your fault."

"Good night."

A gentle voice came from the side, with a faint fragrance wafting over.

Familiar and reassuring.

The breathing beside me gradually calmed down.

Ji Yunmiao's hand, which was holding Wen Jin's, was already slightly sweaty.

Didn't she blame him? In the dim moonlight, he turned his head to look at the profile of the person next to him.

Her eyelashes were pressed against her lower eyelids, her breathing was steady, and she had fallen asleep.

A gust of wind blew, ruffling the curtains outside the bed and bringing Wen Jin's breath closer.

He was also a little sleepy.