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Xia Xun sat beside A-Qing's bed for a while. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that his intention to be good to this girl was probably in the wrong direction. Yang is a handsome 17-year-old boy who treats him with tenderness. It is natural for A-Qing to have a little girlish affection for him, but he feels that this affection must be killed as soon as possible. In his heart, he thinks that A-Qing will fall in love with him. This thing, that is simply a crime.

When Xia Xun tucked the quilt up for A-Qing and exited her room, and went back to the gate of Yizhuang to chat with Xiao Xingchen again, while drinking, he suddenly found Xiao Xingchen leaning on the door frame and fell asleep. He even held the wine jar with his hands, the watery moonlight shone on his soft profile, under the shadow, there seemed to be a vague smile on the light-colored lips of the Taoist priest, the moon was in the middle of the sky, the mist When it struck, the scene was so peaceful and peaceful that Xia Xun was a little lost in looking at it.

The years are quiet and the world is stable.

He sighed, a little afraid of disturbing Xiao Xingchen, but Yelu Hanliang couldn't let the Taoist priest just sleep on the threshold.Xia Xun walked over quietly without disturbing Xiao Xingchen, he thought to himself, it seemed that he was really asleep, so he carefully took Xiao Xingchen's hand, turned around and carried the Taoist priest on his back.

Xiao Xingchen carried him on the back several times, this time it was his turn to carry him on the back.

Hehe, just after serving the younger one, and taking care of the older one, this weird idea suddenly popped into his mind, and Xia Xun couldn't help but smile.

Xiao Xingchen's head rested on his neck unconsciously, he breathed evenly, and the hot air with the smell of sweet osmanthus wine made Xia Xun's ears a little itchy.

Xia Xun took Xiao Xingchen to the room where the two of them lived, and put him on the bed lightly, but the white silk covering Xiao Xingchen's face suddenly slipped down, Xia Xun instinctively grabbed the white silk to prevent it from falling off , but the shame that Xiao Xingchen was most afraid of being seen by others was reflected in Xia Xun's eyes.

Like a dry well, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, his eyelids were drooping, and there was some blood in the gaps.

Originally, there should have been a pair of bright eyes shining like stars.

In just a split second, Xia Xun's heart was twisted in one place and sank, and then there was severe pain, and his hand holding Xiao Xingchen trembled slightly with the change of mood.

His nose started to ache, and he felt that he was about to lose control of his emotions that were about to burst.

At this moment, he just wanted to hug Xiao Xingchen tightly.

Couldn't it be his hands that did the damage, if that's the case, how are these hands worthy of holding Xiao Xingchen tightly? ! !

He shook his head vigorously, hurriedly settled Xiao Xingchen to sleep, hurriedly helped Xiao Xingchen tidy up the white silk, and rushed out of the room.

Hey, why is the Taoist priest so miserable, Xue Yang, a grass-mud horse.When he ran to the vestibule, Xia Xun's tears still welled up. At that moment, he even hated himself and wanted to tear himself up.

After a while, he calmed down a little, and when he returned to the house, he realized that he had just ran out in a hurry and forgot to help the priest take off his clothes and cover him with the quilt. Awkward.So he hurried forward to help Xiao Xingchen take off his coat. Xiao Xingchen didn't wake up, but maybe out of defensive instinct, he muttered indistinctly, and blocked it with his hand, directly Swept Xia Xun onto the bed, and put one arm on Xia Xun. This time Xia Xun's embarrassment deepened. He didn't dare to act rashly. I don't know how good his wine is, if he treats himself as some kind of sneak attack and cuts him off, it will be miserable.

So he had no choice but to lie quietly with Xiao Xingchen.

Xiao Xingchen felt uncomfortable lying on his back, turned over and was lying face to face with Xia Xun.

In fact, since the bedroom was remodeled, the two of them have been sleeping on the same bunk for a few days, and there have been a few bed talks, but they are not in-depth. Xiao Xingchen talked about his cultivation with Baoshan Sanren The trivial matters, but they are not in-depth, at least Xiao Xingchen has not talked about it, why did the pain of gouging out his eyes come from, and who gave it to him.

Xia Xun accidentally touched Xiao Xingchen's face, and when he realized his abnormal behavior, the roots of his ears were so hot that they were about to burn.

Wait, did I take the wrong medicine tonight, let it be that my mood swings are scary, and I even wiped Xiao Xingchen while he was asleep... Xia Xun felt his brain hurt.

Touching your face...you can't help but do it if you're interested in him, but am I gay? I'm not.That means my body is interesting to Xiao Xingchen, damn it, that’s even worse, I’m Xue Yanghei for thousands of years, the last thing I want to admit is that Xue Yang fell in love with Xiao Xingchen, why not? Why don't you admit that I'm gay.

The warm and greasy touch stayed on Xia Xun's fingertips for a moment, and then flowed to the tip of his heart.

He only felt his heart throbbing, his whole body became hot, and he realized that he was feeling a little down there, and he felt that he could no longer sleep on the same bed with Xiao Xingchen.

He swallowed hard and said, I'd better sleep in the coffin today.

Xia Xun got up cautiously, went out of the room, found a cloth towel for wiping himself, dipped it in some cold water, jumped into a coffin, closed the cover, took off his underwear, and tried to use the wet and cool cloth towel to appease the inappropriate There was restlessness, but it was a bit difficult after all.

In the end, Xia Xun had a very difficult night.