as usual

A feeling of disgust towards Qinghe welled up in my heart, and the original feeling of guilt towards him disappeared.He thought to himself: Is it not enough to make me subject to you and take the opportunity to detain me in this secret place? What else do you want to do?He looked at Qinghe with sharp eyes, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Smelly Taoist priest, why did you test me?"

Qinghe's brows and eyes are still calm, as if nothing in the world can arouse his emotional ups and downs.He said softly: "See if you can restrain your animal instinct. If this test can let you go out for a walk, wouldn't you be happier?"

Wen Liu's mood changed sharply. He was surprised at first, and then overwhelmed by endless ecstasy. God knows that he was going to be moldy in this place.After the initial joy, he calmed down again, thinking that there must be something weird in it.Seeing Qinghe looking at him kindly, Wen Liu's doubts only increased.He asked vigilantly: "How could you be so kind, what price do you want me to pay?"

There was a hint of helplessness in Qinghe's tone of voice: "Stupid Wenliu, can't you figure this out? The price you have to pay is to control your desire to kill with self-control. After you and I go down the mountain, you have to do what you did just now, and you can't hurt people." .”

Wen Liu felt very happy to be praised by him. Hearing his words, his face became a little hot, and he felt that his ending just now turned into a small claw scratching his heart.He didn't know how to express the joy in his heart for a moment, he turned around twice anxiously, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind and he took the shape of a human, strode forward to wrap Qinghe in his arms and turned around twice on the spot.

Qinghe didn't set up defenses against Wenliu, so he was easily hugged upright, with a broad and strong chest behind him, Wenliu's steady and regular heartbeat was transmitted to him through his clothes, and he felt a little embarrassed.When he was let go in a daze after vacating, Qinghe immediately moved away from him, smoothed his hair on the sideburns with his hands and asked uncomfortably, "What are you doing?" Looking at the tall, blond, blue-eyed Wen Liu, he found the point: "Oh, that's not right, didn't you say that you won't transform into a human form?"

Wen Liu was almost used to walking on two legs. He didn't understand why Qinghe was so far away from him suddenly, so he walked towards him and said, "There is a monster here to teach me."

Qing He pursed his lips when he heard this, and said to Wen Liu, "Don't get too close to them."

Wen Liu has always disliked being restrained, so he retorted: "Cut, you control me, who are you?"

Qing He smiled and said, "I am indeed not yours, but you are under my control."

Wen Liu was so angry that he was still scolding him after he left the secret realm.

as before (end)

Qinghe took Wen, who had turned into a big yellow dog, to find a house on the edge of a small town in the south. Although it was a little dilapidated when they bought it, after the two of them slowly repaired it, the house still looked good.

On the first day of joining the team, Qinghe was very happy, and went to buy a catty of wine after a long absence. Wen Liu, who was ordered to stay in the house, saw him coming back in the cold because of something that he heard could relieve his worries. He sneered at this , and with some curiosity, asked him: "Taoist priest, don't you practice the law of alcohol?"

Qinghe set out two wine glasses on the creaking table, raised the jug and squinted at him.Wen Liu understood, and said with a look of disgust: "I don't want it, what's so good about it being spicy and choking?" Qing He smiled, shook his head and sighed: "You!" Then he put away both glasses , put on a big bowl, and poured wine into it.

Qinghe poured it in a hurry, spilled some wine on the table, the crescent moon outside the window and the candlelight on the table melted together in this transparent liquid, not only did not feel repulsive, but added some fun to it for no reason.Qinghe picked it up and threw it on his back. Wen Liu watched his neck bend into a fascinating arc, and swallowed for some reason.

After finishing the bowl, Qinghe filled himself up again like before, until the catty of wine was finished, there was no conversation between the two.When the jug bottomed out, Wen Liu saw that Qinghe's cheeks were flushed, and even his eyes were a little wandering, knowing that he was drinking heavily.

Wen Liu was already in good spirits at night, and now he was free, so he asked the previous question again: "Don't you Taoist priests not give you alcohol?" With the pink color in his eyes that is tinged with winter, he said slowly, "Wen Liu. Do you know why I saved you?"

Wen Liu opened his mouth halfway, his heart was suspended in an instant, and he even spoke in a very soft tone: "Why?" It's not that he hasn't asked this question before, but he has never answered himself once.

Qinghe's handsome face approached him, passed his face, lifted it up a little bit, and said in a small voice that was barely audible: "I won't tell you."

Wen Liu almost jumped up when the heat hit his sensitive animal ears.He felt that he suppressed the impulse but only got a joke, and he was very upset about it. He rolled his eyes and immediately exploded: "Smelly Taoist, you are kidding me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the person above tilted his body and fell down obliquely.Wen Liu wanted to reach out to catch him, but the distance between the two of them was too close. Just as Wen Liu turned into a human body, most of his body was crushed by the person above him.

Landing on his belly, coupled with the weight of Qing He, he was out of breath, and Wen Liu struggled on the ground like a tortoise whose shell was held in vain.When he was so embarrassed, he opened his mouth and cursed at Qinghe: "Hey Taoist, get up, what are you eating that is so heavy, do you want to crush me to death?"

The man on him didn't respond, Wen Liu scolded his mother, turned over with difficulty, wanted to kick him away, but after thinking about it, he pushed the man to his chest with his knees, and held his shoulders with both hands for support , the two faced each other.Qinghe's hair fell down, and a few strands fell on his face, itching.With his eyes closed, he no longer had the sharp aura he had when he opened them, his facial features naturally stretched out, and his black eyebrows and red lips made Wen Liu look very pleasing to the eye.He looked at this face with soft lines when he was asleep, and thought: This Taoist priest is not as hideous as the others in Taihua.

Maybe it's because the feeling of being restrained by the shoulders is very bad, after Qinghe muttered something, he unconsciously twisted his shoulders and struggled.Although Wen Liu was stronger than him, it was not easy to support a big man with his hands alone, so how could he withstand his violent movements?Before Wen Liu yelled at him not to move around, the right palm was empty, and Qing He lost his balance and fell down again.

Everything was in slow motion, Wen Liu watched Qinghe's face get bigger and bigger, and stared nervously at the Taoist priest's closed eyes, for fear that he would open them the next moment.At this moment of lightning and flint, Wen Liu suddenly found that the beautifully curved eyelashes were not very long, but very thick.Wen Liu didn't even dare to blink, and just stared at Qinghe's eyelashes.

Suddenly, his lips were covered by something soft, and Wen Liu stretched his hands in the air for a long while, before the soft breath on his cheeks brought him back to his senses.Wen Liu's heart beat suddenly quickened, and he couldn't do anything else, he threw Qinghe to the side with his hands and feet, a carp stood up and stood up a few steps away from the Taoist priest, kept wiping his lips with the back of his hand, and took a few mouthfuls.

The violent heartbeat still hasn't calmed down, Wen Liu couldn't help but secretly glanced at the person lying on the ground, Jian Qinghe scratched his body with his right hand, turned on his side and continued to sleep.With such a frivolous move, he can still sleep peacefully!Wen Liu was furious, and threw a stance with his hand, but was bounced away as expected.

Isn't it just two lips touching, and there is no real loss, so it seems petty to care about it like this, Wen Liu thought bitterly when he saw the culprit in front of him but had no way to retaliate.This night, he couldn't sleep well, and his mind was always filled with clean eyelashes and cool and soft dry lips.He became more and more irritable, so he simply got up and walked around the mountain not far from the house.

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In the early morning, Qinghe was uncomfortable by the cold and hard floor, and reluctantly woke up.He sat up, and the charcoal brazier in the house was already completely cold.His head hurts, and he can't remember why he also lay on the ground and slept all night.

Qinghe stood up, saw the wine jug on the table, and then slowly recalled it, but the clear memory is only up to the sentence I will not tell you, it is impossible for him to say this sentence like a rascal when he is sober .He sat on the chair and rubbed his forehead. He didn't understand why he drank too much last night, obviously he was not bad at drinking.Suddenly remembering the words "Half Jin Crossing the Soul Bridge" on the broken wooden board at the door of the restaurant, I couldn't help laughing.

After thinking about it, Qinghe found that the room was empty, and there was no sign of Wen Liu anywhere.He was a little strange, he sensed Wenliu's position with seals of his hands, and found that he was rushing back from a nearby village.When it was time for a cup of tea, the yellow dog's earthy gray figure appeared at the door, and Qing He just finished washing and put on new clothes and came out from the inner room.

While straightening his collar, Qinghe asked unintentionally, "Where did you go so early in the morning?"

Wen Liu at the door transformed into a prototype after entering the room, occupying a lot of space in the hall at once. Qinghe saw his eyes roll downwards, and he paused for a while before saying: "I haven't come out for a long time, let's go for a walk."

Qinghe didn't speak, Wen Liu ignored him, bowed his head and walked straight to his room.The door curtain was lowered, and a huge figure was hidden behind the house.Qinghe sat on the chair, rubbing the edge of the bowl with his fingers, his eyes were frighteningly cold.Although it was very faint, he could smell blood.Qinghe glanced at the ground and found a few leaves by the door. He walked over and squatted down to pick them up, recognizing that they were unique plants in this place.

He squatted on the ground for a long time, and suddenly with his thumb, his nails dug into the veins of the leaf, splitting it in half.

Wen Liu thought he just took a nap, but he didn't think so.