Zhou Lang's pain came so suddenly, Su Qingchen was caught off guard.

He wanted to ask the reason, but Zhou Lang seemed to be in more pain now, and the most trusted person had returned to his side, Zhou Lang, who was relaxed, lost his sanity, and his speech was intermittent, and he said in a low voice: "Brother ...brother...it hurts..."

The hand placed by her side unconsciously clenched Su Qingchen's sleeve, refusing to let go at all.

Seeing this, Su Qingchen put her lips on Zhou Lang's sweaty forehead, and rubbed her lips in distress.

The pain is like this, even if Su Qingchen intends to do it for him, he will never be able to empathize with it, and can only watch his little Lang survive it.

In the past, when Zhou Lang occasionally used his spiritual power, it was the same as now. His face turned pale from the pain, he rolled on the ground in pain, he didn't care about anything, and kept shouting: "Brother, I hurt..."

But in the past two or three years, Zhou Lang was very well-behaved, never used his spiritual power in front of Su Qingchen, let alone cried out in pain in front of him.What's more, during these days of double cultivation with Su Qingchen, the meridians in Zhou Lang's body have been healed, only some unhealed diseases in the spiritual roots remain.

So much so that Su Qingchen almost forgot that Zhou Lang was once tortured by the pain in his meridians, which made him inhuman.

So, is the problem with the spirit root?

With a guess in mind, Su Qingchen gently placed Zhou Lang on the bed, then held Zhou Lang's wrist, and penetrated a ray of spiritual energy into Zhou Lang's body.

Xu trusted Su Qingchen very much, and Zhou Lang accepted the aura he penetrated into his body without the slightest resistance, allowing Su Qingchen to guide the aura to wander within his question.

After probing, I was surprised to find that the aura in the opponent's body was scattered like a headless chicken, rampaging in the meridians that were finally repaired.

Su Qingchen was horrified, if he came back even half an hour late, Zhou Lang would be ruined.

The moment she realized this, Su Qingchen's face was covered with frost.

——His little Lang, I'm afraid that he did something that he shouldn't have done in a place that he didn't know about.

However, now is clearly not the time for reckoning.

Fortunately, in these years, Su Qingchen sorted out Zhou Lang's meridians more than once.How to quickly and effectively appease the restless aura in the opponent's body, I have already mastered it with ease.

After about an hour, Zhou Lang finally calmed down.

Only then did Su Qingchen let go of Zhou Lang's hand, and went out.When he came back again, he had an extra copper basin in his hand, with a white kerchief on the side.

The handkerchief is soaked in water and wrung dry.

Su Qingchen gently wiped off the cold sweat on Zhou Lang's forehead, and watched his face gradually turn red, and finally his tense face finally loosened a little.

But just wiping your face is not enough.

Zhou Lang's whole body was wet, cold sweat almost soaked his white undershirt.Under the translucent fabric, the fine white skin is faintly visible.

The appearance of wanting to show off is the most fascinating.

However, Su Qingchen couldn't bear the slightest bit of charming thoughts at this moment, she put on a serious face from the beginning to the end, and took off Zhou Lang's sweat-soaked underwear.

Not long after, a thin young man with white stripes appeared in front of his eyes, Su Qingchen pursed his lips tightly and wiped Zhou Lang's body.Try to be as gentle as possible when you move, so as not to wake up Zhou Lang who fell asleep after the collapse.

After about a quarter of an hour, the body scrub was finished.

Su Qingchen threw away the handkerchief and leaned over slightly, and lightly tapped next Zhou Lang's lips.

"Why are you disobedient? Xiao Lang..."

Su Qingchen rubbed the side of Zhou Lang's face with her fingertips, "Why, don't you want to be obedient?"

After this question was sent, Su Qingchen didn't expect to answer, but the other party suddenly raised his eyelids.

Her eyes were moist with silent dependence, looking at Su Qingchen in front of her from bottom to top.

"Brother..." Zhou Lang called unconsciously, "Kiss me..."

As he said, he raised his hand to hook Su Qingchen's neck, raised his head, and leaned closer to Su Qingchen's face.

The soft lips just stuck to Su Qingchen's cold lips, rubbing gently.

After a while, Zhou Lang let go of Su Qingchen, and called in a low voice, "Brother...Brother..."

Su Qingchen's eyes were half down, she didn't know whether to be happy or angry for a moment.

He can naturally see that Zhou Lang's consciousness is not fully awake, but still half immersed in a dream, and he will not wake up.

But it is this unconscious intimacy that is the easiest to soften the heart.Not to mention that this person who is clearly invisible but keeps craving for him is the person he cherishes on top of his heart.

Su Qingchen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, Gu Qiang looked forward, and it just happened.

"Ah!"

Somewhat abruptly, Su Qingchen laughed at himself, "You are really powerful, you are obviously unconscious, but you also know how to comfort me..."

He sighed softly, "What should I do with you..."

Zhou Lang pursed his lips a little dissatisfied, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Su Qingchen's failure to respond to him kissing him, sobbing and acting coquettishly, moaning softly: "Brother, kiss me..."

He spoke clearly, but his eyes were out of focus.

Hearing this, Su Qingchen smiled softly, but didn't move.

Zhou Lang in his arms seemed to be in a hurry, he tightened his grip on Su Qingchen's neck, and went to find the other's lips, with some eagerness in his movements.

It's a pity that this kiss didn't reach Su Qingchen's lips, but only fell on the side of his face.

In his vague consciousness, the scene of Su Qingchen kissing him did not appear, and Zhou Lang's voice was filled with tears, "Brother, brother... Please, please kiss me..."

While begging, Zhou Lang's lips moved up and down on Su Qingchen's face, as if he would not stop until he kissed the other's lips.

Su Qingchen squinted her eyes in satisfaction, enjoying Zhou Lang's initiative to approach her very much.

even if...

——This is just Zhou Lang's unconscious intimacy.

Time passed by, and under Zhou Langqi's relentless pursuit, he finally pressed Su Qingchen's lips.

For a moment, Su Qingchen, who was motionless, like a statue, who didn't give Zhou Lang any response, moved.

It looks like a ferocious beast pretending to be obedient, showing its sharp teeth.

Su Qingchen pried open Zhou Lang's lips fiercely, stuck his tongue in, and swiped wantonly in the opponent's mouth.

Zhou Lang hugged Su Qingchen's neck tightly, raised his head halfway, and accepted the other party's ruthless aggression.

After a kiss, Su Qingchen put the naked young man into his arms, "You ran into my arms today, don't try to run away..."

And Zhou Lang, who was satisfied with Su Qingchen's kiss, came down again and slept peacefully in Su Qingchen's arms.

If you look carefully, you can still see a slight smile on his lips.

After Su Qingchen found out, she also smiled and said, "Xiao Lang, what a dream."

Zhou Lang groaned in his sleep, and shrank into Su Qingchen's arms.

On this day, Su Qingchen didn't go out again, and just stayed quietly beside Zhou Lang.

Outside the window, the sunset is on the west mountain, and a full moon rises from the east, slowly climbing up the willow branches.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky and everything was silent, Zhou Lang finally woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Su Qingchen's eyes looking down.

Zhou Lang blinked, and before the other party could ask, he jumped up all of a sudden, with all his hands and feet, hanging on Su Qingchen's body like he was catching eight fish.

When he realized that he had sex, his face was stained with a little stiffness, but he quickly shook his head and opened his throat to defend himself.

"Brother, I am not disobedient, really!"

Putting his fingers together, Zhou Lang made an oath pointing to the sky, "After noon, I entered the Coiled Snake Order in idleness and bored, and accidentally found a book from the palace, and opened it out of curiosity. Look, for some reason, I followed the method described in the book to get lucky, and it was already like this when I came back to my senses!"

Fearing that Su Qingchen would not believe it, Zhou Lang took the initiative to kiss Su Qingchen's side face again, and found that the other party's expression was not scary, so he let go of the other party, and took out the book from the Coiled Snake Order, "This is it."

Su Qingchen glanced at the book, then immediately looked away, narrowing her eyes slightly, looking at Zhou Lang.

Zhou Lang felt guilty when he saw him, and was thinking about whether to say something nice, when Su Qingchen pointed to his lips.

Zhou Lang understood, and immediately leaned over and kissed Su Qingchen's lips.

After a light touch, from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the other party still squinting at him, and kissed him again.

No longer skimping on the water, this time, Zhou Lang bit Su Qingchen's lip, and took the initiative to stick out his tongue into the other's mouth.

Sure enough, Su Qingchen responded to him, a somewhat fierce one.Even after the two let go, Su Qingchen bit the corner of Zhou Lang's mouth bleeding.

Zhou Lang glared at Su Qingchen with some dissatisfaction, pursed his mouth, and looked aggrieved.

Su Qingchen patted his head amusedly, then shifted his gaze to Zhou Lang's book still on the bed, picked it up and flipped through it.

Zhou Lang's face relaxed, and his buttocks moved back, away from Su Qingchen.Then he lifted the quilt on the side and wrapped it around his body, shrinking his whole body into a ball, with only one head exposed.

The room was quiet again, save for the clacking sound of pages being turned.

Su Qingchen was just looking casually at first, but the more he turned back, his expression became more dignified.

After finishing a book, Su Qingchen raised his head with a very serious expression.

Zhou Lang tilted his head, feeling a little uneasy: "Brother, what's wrong with this exercise?"

Su Qingchen didn't answer but instead asked, with a solemn tone: "Do you know what this book is?"

Zhou Lang shook his head in doubt, and answered truthfully, "I don't know."

Su Qingchen was silent for a long time before saying: "This is the Zhou family's lost secret method, "Infinite Jue"."

He looked into Zhou Lang's eyes, paused every word, "Created for Zhou Changsheng himself."

Zhou Lang's pupils constricted: "Zhou Changsheng? "Infinity Jue"! Brother, what you say is serious?!"

Su Qingchen nodded: "The reason why your spiritual energy rioted after running the exercise is not because there is any problem with this exercise, but because your spiritual root has not been fully repaired, and it is not enough to support such a fine and huge spiritual operation."

Hearing this, Zhou Lang was like petrification, motionless.

After a long time, the astonishment faded from his face, and he asked casually: "This book has not been signed, how did my brother know that it was Zhou Changsheng's "Wu Liang Jue"?"

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