Don't fall in love, Xiuxian

The journey from the teleportation array to the island was very safe, Chu Xia supported Mo Yan, and under the scrutiny of the others, brought him into the guest room and settled him down carefully.

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Lian Qing followed all the way, leaning on the door frame to look at him: "You must be tired after so many things happened."

"I'll just rest here." Chu Xia sat beside the bed.

He held Mo Yan's hand, lowered his eyes, and looked calm, but he couldn't help rubbing the other's knuckles with his hand.

"Don't worry, King Hades died so easily." Lian Qing couldn't see his uneasy look, and came over to comfort him: "He had suffered more serious injuries before, and now this kind of injury is nothing."

However, his words added fuel to the flames. Chu Xia raised her head, her voice choked with inconspicuous sobs: "Even if I won't die, such a serious injury will still hurt."

His eyes fell on Mo Yan with worry.

"My wound medicine is very good." Lian Qing held his face with both hands, and turned him around: "Maybe when he wakes up, those skin injuries will be healed."

"That means there are still internal injuries." Chu Xia "calmly" grasped the point.

Looking at his reddish eye sockets, Lian Qing sighed helplessly, and rubbed the end of his eyes twice with her fingertips: "A man can't just cry casually."

"I didn't cry." Chu Xia frowned, "Do you have anything else to do, I'm going to rest."

"There's only one bed here." Lian Qing suddenly raised her voice.

"What's wrong with a bed." Chu Xia gave him a strange look, then remembered that he had been influenced by Zhong Ling, maybe he was jealous?

"I used to sleep with Master often." Chu Xia said casually, but observed Lian Qing's face without any trace.

Sure enough, Lian Qing's complexion was not very good.

"There is a vacant room here. I will ask someone to watch over your master." Lian Qing said, the smile on his face couldn't hold back.

"No, I want to watch by myself." Chu Xia shook her head decisively.

"That's fine." Lian Qing gave him a fixed look, and said nothing more.

Chu Xia sat on the chair a little tiredly, tilting her head to look at Mo Yan.This man has always appeared in front of him with a powerful image, except for the poisonous hair when he just met, he has never shown such a fragile appearance.

Now he was lying on the bed with a pale face, and even his breathing was weak and almost disappeared.The sunlight that fell on his face from the window dyed the fine down with gold, but it didn't bring him any warmth.

Chu Xia reached out to touch his face, her fingertips felt cold.

"Xia Xia, I'm back." Lian Qing broke in at this time, like a coincidence, and winked at Chu Xia: "I brought this for you."

He found an open space, and while thankful that the guest room on the island was big enough, he took out a bed from the storage ring.

Chu Xia was taken aback by his operation, and she couldn't laugh or cry: "There's no need to be so exaggerated."

"When I grow up, I will sleep alone." Lian Qing said with a serious face: "I can no longer sleep with adults."

"Are you treating me as a child of how old?" Chu Xia felt a little less depressed after being disturbed by him, and he rolled his eyes: "Besides, they are all men, so what are you afraid of?"

Well, by the way, Zhong Ling seems to have activated Master... But it's okay, Master should not be affected by this kind of thing.

"I'm a man too, Xia Xia, would you like to sleep with me?" Lian Qing patted his chest.

"Of course not." Chu Xia didn't want to talk to him, and later realized something was wrong: "What's your name?"

"Nickname." Lian Qing said with a smile: "It's too unfamiliar to just call you by name."

"But we haven't gotten to know each other very well either." Chu Xia was powerless to complain, completely unexpected that Lian Qing, who was well-known in the Heavenly Sword Sect, had such a familiar personality.

He obviously looks like a calm and reliable person, but he was indeed influenced by Zhong Ling.

"We have already dealt with the demon king together, and we have already had a fateful friendship!" Lian Qing said dissatisfiedly, he moved closer to Chu Xia, staring at him: "Yes, Xia Xia."

The last two words seem to be contained in the mouth, charming and lingering, with an indescribable friendship.

Chu Xia felt disgusted, and quickly pushed the person away: "It's Master and Shen Fan who have had fateful friendship with you, and it has nothing to do with me."

Speaking of this, he remembered that Mo Yan was still recuperating and needed a quiet environment, but he forgot about being gagged just now.

She glared at Lian Qing annoyedly, and Chu Xia whispered, "Call it whatever you want, don't make noise here."

"Then why don't you change the name you call me?" Lian Qing seemed to have never been rejected before, rubbing his chin and said to himself: "You can call me Qingqing if you want."

Chu Xia shivered: "Senior Lian, I'm going to rest, please go out."

The barking became more and more indifferent.

Lian Qing lowered her eyebrows, and looked down at the corner of her mouth, looking aggrieved: "You can also call me Lian Qing."

Chu Xia smiled: "Lian Qing, I'm going to rest."

It is still a merciless order to chase away guests.

"Okay." Lian Qing could only turn around and go out, and then turned back when he was walking: "By the way, this is today's food, and I will bring it to you every day. Of course, it doesn't matter if you want to go out to eat. "

"Thank you." Chu Xia took it, it was a storage ring that did not recognize the owner, he poked his consciousness in, and easily saw that it was full of food.

It was very rich and looked very delicious.

After Lian Qing turned around to go out, Chu Xia sat down at the table and took out the food.

The tempting aroma wafted in the air, and Chu Xia realized that he was hungry. After a few mouthfuls, he realized that Lian Qing should have brought food because he knew he should be hungry.

It seems that to cater for his taste, there are several dishes for almost all tastes.The ingredients of these dishes seemed to be unusual, and the aura was sufficient. Chu Xia felt that these were enough for him to eat for a few days.

He ate some, and he felt full, followed by the exhaustion of relaxing after high tension.

Lying on the bed brought by Lian Qing, with the smell of fresh and warm sunshine on it, Chu Xia couldn't help but relax.

He turned his face sideways, gradually let out a long breathing sound, and fell asleep under the warm sun.

This was the only time he had to relax in the past few days. He didn't have to worry about the demon king, and his master was safely by his side.

He slept very deeply. Although he was still wearing his coat, it still did not affect his sleep. His hair was loosened by his rubbing, and a few strands of hair were docilely attached to his face, and some were frizzy and curled up.

A hand reached out to his face, gently touched the strand of hair, and then placed it along his face, gently pinching it.

"I'm really wary." Lian Qing, who had gone and returned, clicked his tongue, although he blamed so much, his eyes were soft.

He looked at the young man who had almost sunk himself on the bed, and rubbed his fingers on the bright red lips, almost uncontrollably wanting to kiss them.

There was murderous intent coming from the side, Lian Qing didn't raise his head, but smiled lightly: "Be careful, don't wake Xia Xia up."

"People who are doing their hands and feet are not qualified to say these things." Mo Yan's hoarse voice came, and he sat up slightly from the bed, his face was still pale and bloodless, but his eyes were cold and full of hostility: "If you don't let go of your hand again, Don't blame me for being rude."

"What else can you do with your current body?" Lian Qing asked sarcastically.

Even though he said that, he still took his hand off Chu Xia's face.

"Although I really hope you just die here, but if you do it, you will be suspected." He stood up and said in a casual tone.

At this time, he was completely different from the appearance in front of Chu Xia, his light brown eyes were full of coldness and sarcasm.

Mo Yan stared at him silently.

Then he curled up his lips and smiled lowly: "You might as well let Chu Xia see how she looks now."

"No way." Lian Qing laughed, "Then Xia Xia will run far away."

He was already very wary of him, even though he didn't know why.

Lian Qing asked himself that he was a very friendly person, at least the people who wanted to get close to him had never rejected him, but this time he fell on Chu Xia, and he couldn't even find the reason why the other party didn't like him at all.

Even Lian Qing felt frustrated by this inexplicable dislike.

"I really envy you." Lian Qing said suddenly, the smile on the corner of his mouth did not disappear, but the warmth in his eyes gradually lost: "However, the person who takes the lead may not necessarily be the winner. I understood this truth a long time ago. .”

"Do you think I'll give you a chance to surpass?" Mo Yan snorted.

"That's not necessarily true." The corners of Lian Qing's mouth rose politely, he finally glanced at Chu Xia, leaned over and kissed Chu Xia lightly on the face.

Sure enough, he received a strong killing intent.

He smiled provocatively, opened the door and walked out.

Mo Yan's eyes darkened, and he struggled to sit up from the bed.The wound was still growing, and there was an unbearable itching, but he was used to it, and his face remained unchanged.

Holding the edge of the bed and walking to Chu Xia's place, Mo Yan reached out and pinched the soft flesh on the other person's face, half sighing and half helplessly sighing: "I didn't expect you to attract bees and butterflies so much."

Not long after he came here, he had offended some of the most famous people in the fairy world, which made him feel a little pressure.

"It's really hateful." He said so, but his tone was full of pampering, and he even rubbed the red spot that he had pinched just now.

Chu Xia seemed to be really tired and slept soundly. Even if her face was tossed like this, she didn't have the slightest intention of waking up.

Mo Yan stared at him with his head down for a while, feeling the pain from the wound on his body, he fell directly on Chu Xia's bed, and hugged him vaguely.

How naive, do you think it would be useful to move two beds!