How to correctly attack sick and delicate

Qingxuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingers, which were drooping weakly, moved slightly.

These few days he has been conscious all the time, but this weak consciousness is overwhelmed by the discomfort of his body, so that he

He could only think vaguely, his mind still kept the scene of Ai Ze wearing a red dress a few days ago, and he could vaguely feel the out-of-control and crazy mood at that time.

Lying on the bed, the meridians all over his body seemed to be in pain as if they had been pulled vigorously, but he was always thinking about Aize, as long as he thought of anything about him, the pain seemed not so serious after his attention was diverted.

He was angry at first, and couldn't restrain his sadness and disappointment. They had already had such a close relationship, and he thought they would always be like this, but Ai Ze broke his dream.

Qingxuan has always been ruthless, he is not considered merciful, but he definitely advocates kindness.But at this moment, he is like a villain, thinking selfishly, it is better to make a hidden space, and imprison him by his side, never leaving him, this is the safest way.

Or destroy everything around Aize, let him taste the feeling of being extremely sad at that time, to be honest, he would rather Aize hate him to the bone, he would rather break the relationship between master and apprentice, as long as he can live forever Remember him.But what he doesn't want anyway is that he wants to belong to someone else!

But if he met his hateful eyes, he would probably collapse too.He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if Ai Ze withdrew his admiring and focused gaze on him one day.

Qing Xuan sighed and calmed down his thoughts.

Seeing that his brows were slightly furrowed, and his lips were slightly opened and closed, it seemed that he was about to wake up. The few monks who had been guarding him called the elder in surprise, and carefully fed him a blue pill.

The blue pill turned into a puddle of cool potion when it touched the lips and tongue, poured down Qingxuan's throat, and the chaos in his mind was dispelled like a big black cloud.

He opened his eyes, and the blurred vision gradually became clearer.His breathing became much easier, but he saw clearly the people around him, without the faces he longed to see, his heart still seemed to be pierced and empty, which made him palpitate and flustered.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at a void, and let out a weak sigh. "Ze'er..." Such a lonely call caused several monks who wanted to go forward to check his body to look at each other, hesitated and did not dare to go forward.

As if he had made a certain decision, he stood up, ignored his messy clothes, stepped on the ground barefoot, chanted Ai Ze's name in a panic, and stumbled to go out to find him.

The disciple who took care of him turned pale with fright, stopped him and comforted him at the same time, "Elder, elder! Don't worry, let's invite senior brother over!"

Hearing this sentence, Qingxuan paused, but in the next second, his blood surged up, his eyes turned black, he became dizzy for a while, and could only fall back on the bed.

Dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he tried to mobilize his spiritual power, but the spiritual power was so weak that it was almost negligible, and the meridians all over his body seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't move staggeringly. Every time he exerted force, the pain increased. .

It seems that the consequences of the previous willfulness were indeed not small. His spiritual power is now lacking, and his meridians are not smooth. If he doesn't cultivate in time, he may damage his foundation.

He lay down weakly, looking at the door expectantly.

Ai Ze was quickly invited to Qingxuan's place by several hot-tempered disciples.Hearing that little disciple said incoherently that Master's condition was not good, he ran over without further questioning.

Seeing the weak master lying on the bed who seemed to be blown away by the wind, Ai Ze's heart was twitched violently, and he quickly knelt down in front of him, his eyes became hot, and he looked at his face carefully, his lips opened and closed. , but choked speechlessly.

Fortunately, he can already speak, he tremblingly called out that Master.

Hearing the familiar call, Qingxuan's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, his eyes widened suddenly, and he stared at him without blinking, he didn't speak, just wanted to engrave Ai Ze's appearance in his mind.

One was lying down, and the other was kneeling in front of the other. Such a harmonious atmosphere of wanting to be together forever made the others a little embarrassed, so they could only exit the door.

"Master, are you okay?" Ai Ze frowned tightly, reached out and stroked Qingxuan's cheek, the touch was cold, Qingxuan was still staring at him with burning eyes, only nodded.

He turned his head uncomfortably, covering Qingxuan's eyes.

Qingxuan held his hand and put it on her face, holding it tightly with one hand, and twisted Ai Ze's body stubbornly with the other hand, pinching his chin, "Don't move, let Teacher take a good look. "

Just watch it, it's not like you haven't seen it.Ai Ze raised his eyes helplessly to meet his four eyes, and returned Qing Xuan with his eyes.

Master's complexion is very pale, but it is not the healthy and thorough jade white before, the color of his lips is almost pale, the eyebrows are not raised, the corners of the eyebrows are slightly drooping, and the sound of panting is so weak, Ai Ze feels strange. Uncomfortable, he stretched out his palm to stick to his heart, if it was snowing now, then this person would almost merge with the white snow.

"It's good to be a teacher." Qingxuan reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth to make a smile that he was not good at.Seeing Ai Ze's sullen face, he guessed that he might be worried about himself, and there was a little bit of sweetness in his heart. He felt that his hard work a few days ago was just to wait for his arrival.

Ai Ze didn't pierce him either, he lowered his head helplessly, but his eyes were astringent, it was too uncomfortable to meet Master's tender eyes, what would Master do if he really finished his mission and left this world.

He took a deep breath, comforting himself that this is a game, and Master is a constructed character.But this is too real, Ai Ze raised his head and stared at him, then wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him.

Qingxuan was a little surprised, lowered his eyes as if shy, wrapped his hands around Ai Ze's waist nervously, and grabbed his clothes vigorously, his cold lips were warmed by Ai Ze's sucking.

Breathing overlapped, Qingxuan was almost indulging in this sticky sweetness.The clothes of the two rubbed against each other, the sound of their heartbeats amplified, and the silence was so complete that only the sound of lips and tongue and sticky water could be heard.

Ai Ze felt the real touch, the cold temperature of Qingxuan, and the softness of his tongue aftertaste.He gave Qingxuan an apologetic look at attacking him for his temporary mission, and slowly followed his rhythm.

Kissing to the depths of love, breathing became short of breath, Qingxuan turned his back on the guest, opened his eyes and stared at Ai Ze, wondering if he was as emotional as himself, but didn't want to, Ai Ze looked pensive, as if he was thinking about something, his eyes wandered , making Qingxuan feel that he seems to be unable to hold him firmly.

The heat just now was lowered by his delicate discovery, Qingxuan smiled back, still looking unmoved, and bit Ai Ze's tongue dissatisfied.

"What were you thinking just now?" He still cared about this matter very much, if he didn't ask clearly, I'm afraid he would have a hard time in the days to come.

Aize didn't answer, just shook his head.

Unable to get his answer, Qingxuan had no choice but to remain silent, feeling a little lost all of a sudden, he always felt that Aize's attitude was spur of the moment, and he wasn't really at ease, just like a bird that spreads its wings and wants to fly, it always wants to fly away.

The root of Qingxuan's tongue became bitter, and the ruddy lips lost their color after being kissed just now. His Adam's apple moved, and after a long time of brewing, he lost all his stature and seniority. He asked softly in his ear, "Can you not leave me?"

Ai Ze's heart trembled. He couldn't help but feel sad when he heard Master's humble tone. He still remembered that when he first met, Master was aloof and despised everything, as if nothing could be left in this huge world. Hold him, he is like a fairy who will go away with the wind anytime and anywhere, and will never worry about the red dust and fireworks.

He didn't dare to be silent or refuse. He was afraid of seeing the sad or crazy eyes of the master again, so he only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

He knew that his words were fruitless, and he didn't like this kind of deceitful promise, but this time, Ai Ze didn't think about whether he could fulfill it. Even if he wanted to leave, at least they still had their last days to keep the good things. .

Looking up again, Qingxuan was relieved, as if he really believed what he said, his eyes were filled with fragmentary joy, and a faint smile broke out from the corner of his frozen mouth, like a ten-mile spring breeze blowing, the ice and snow melted, and everything Resuscitate, blow away all heartbreak, blow away all sorrow.

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