I heard that Xiandao No.1 was dumped

The other party rarely took the initiative to make Nan Ming raise his eyebrows. Like a lazy cat, he unconsciously relaxed in the other party's embrace. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looking a little lazy.

But after a while, he frowned, and even Ying Ting's nose frowned slightly. This kind of feeling of being loved made him feel weird, so he almost kindly reminded the other party: "In fact, the door of Xianzun is not yet closed." The tone was quite innocent, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

Even though he knew that the other party was pretending to be like this, Shen Guhong's heart subconsciously softened.

At this time, the door was wide open, and the cold wind was blowing, as if to reflect Nan Ming's words, the wide open door was blown by a gust of cold wind, and there was a "click" sound, showing the sense of presence.

Shen Guhong was very calm, not even a slight change in his facial expression, but the hand he put on Nan Ming's waist trembled slightly, he let go of Nan Ming seemingly calmly, and still He took half a step back, as if his hand felt that it was not enough, he took another half step back.

Nan Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the other party with a half-smile.

In the end, Shen Guhong left the room without saying a word, looking a little bit annoyed by Nan Ming's Meng Lang, but no matter how he looked at his back, he seemed to be running away.

Nan Ming was amused by his own thoughts, and finally he couldn't help laughing out loud, Shen Guhong must have been shy, everyone is an old man, what about it?

But thinking about how they got along with each other back then, I think it might be true.

When Shen Guhong came back, Nan Ming was already lying peacefully on the only bed in the whole room. Of course, Shen Guhong didn't expect that Nan Ming would fall asleep so unguarded. For people in the lower realm, sleeping is actually a bit redundant. Instead of sleeping, it is better to use it for meditation.

Perhaps it shouldn't be said that Nan Ming is completely undefended. After all, the layers of restrictions placed on Nan Ming's body and the entire room are not accessible to ordinary people, but these restrictions are useless to him, just like what Nan Ming said for many years He is willing to block all cold arrows from the dark for him, and the opponent is really defenseless against him.

This kind of unconditional trust makes people's hearts flutter, and perhaps more, it makes people have an impulse to "trust him unconditionally".

Shen Guhong walked over lightly, Nan Ming's sleeping posture was different from his usual publicity, Nan Ming could even be said to be a little arrogant on weekdays, but he was a little too honest when he slept, with his hands resting It was safely placed on the abdomen, but the body curled up unconsciously, as if it lacked a sense of security, soft and soft, soft and sticky, making people want to hold it in their arms and protect it well...

But the quilt was thrown aside by him, Shen Guhong frowned slightly, his brows were slightly locked, even though he knew that the other party would not catch the cold because of the cold weather, Shen Guhong couldn't help stretching out his hand to pull off the thin quilt Get up and cover Nan Ming's body.

Shen Guhong quietly looked at Nan Ming's sleeping appearance, the other party was rarely so quiet, and he was not at all like Nan Ming.

Maybe only at this time when you look carefully at Nan Ming's appearance, will you really realize how beautiful this person is, even though Shen Guhong has always known that Nan Ming looks very good, but he has to say that Nan Ming is very rare—without the usual fierce aura, his skin is too fair, but his skin looks softer. Maybe it's because the other party is so beautiful, but it can arouse people's desire for protection.

Nanming's hair was very long, and the three thousand black hairs spread all over the bed unconsciously. His delicate face was gorgeous, and his skin was too fair. Like a beautiful crystal doll.

Shen Guhong's expression was indifferent, or in other words, there was no expression on his face at all, he just looked at the other person calmly, but his gaze was extremely gentle, and he gently lifted the fine hair on his cheek for the other person. The hair, gently put it behind the ear, and a silent sigh dissipated with the wind.

After Shen Guhong came back, he actually stayed by Nan Ming's side in silence all this time, watching that person quietly, his eyes were indifferent, lest he accidentally disturbed him.

The sky has begun to shine with the passage of time, and the twilight light in the morning softly shines on Nanming's handsome and gorgeous face through the window.

Shen Guhong looked down at Nan Ming's black hair that was spread out and spread out on the bed, but finally couldn't hold back, he gently picked up a strand of hair, put it on his lips, and gently pecked and kissed it , Gently and softly, as if afraid of accidentally frightening the other party.

The sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly, Shen Guhong groaned, and quickly turned his head away, enduring the throbbing pain in his chest, even his fingers were unceremoniously inserted into the palm of his hand by his master, his knuckles turned white, and his nails There was no blood at all, but the fingertips piercing into the flesh finally brought out bright red blood, and a faint smell of blood permeated the air.

Shen Guhong's eyes darkened slowly, he frowned, and finally left the room, not wanting to let the smell of blood permeate the room.

After walking out of the room, he leaned against the door, sighed silently, closed his eyes, his face showed a little tiredness unconsciously, and he didn't know whether it was helplessness or something...

Since one cultivates the path of ruthlessness, why would one become emotional?

Since he was in love, why did he still have a bunch of things he had to bear?

……

After Shen Guhong left, Nan Mingyouyou opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and dark, smelling the faint smell of blood in the air, he looked coldly at the morning light outside the window, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

With his fingers gently stroking the strand of hair that Shen Guhong had kissed before, he curled his lips and let out a long sigh.

He pulled his lips and smiled, his bright red lips curled up in a gorgeous arc. Before, he was injured secretly, but now he is feeling unwell for no reason. What happened to the other party?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help remembering that Bai Ziqi had told him for a long time, and he always thought that Shen Gu Hongxiu was ruthless.

Ruthless?How can he be emotional, so he just laughed it off at the time, but now it seems that the other party really cultivated the way of ruthlessness, and now he is backlashed.

Shen Guhong, I really... really don't like to guess by myself.

When Nan Ming walked out of the room and came downstairs, Shen Guhong was already sitting on a table in the corner, looking like a normal person, he is indeed a hypocrite in the immortal way, he really knows how to pretend!

Nan Ming just leaned against the guardrail on the second floor, looking at the other party coldly, feeling a little resentful in his heart.

The young man's exclamation finally attracted Nan Ming's attention, because he was extremely familiar with this young man's voice—whether it was Jiang Zhengyang who he wanted to recruit as an apprentice but failed.

At that time, I met the other party in the Ten Thousand Beasts Forest. The other party was a monk who had just formed a Nascent Soul, and now he has reached the peak of the Nascent Soul!

As the body of a heavenly demon, the other party is not possessed by the demon, and his cultivation can also advance by leaps and bounds. What kind of terrible luck is this.