Castle Peak with rain

It didn't take long to finish drinking the medicinal soup at night.

Huang Ziying's heavy and elegant Wanhua disciple's clothes still had a faint medicinal fragrance.

Gao Yunli hugged this person, and heard him say slowly——

"When I woke up from a nightmare last night, I called your name, but it turned out that you were not there."

"Zihong," Gao Yunli made a muffled voice from the buried side, "Did you call me?"

"Well," Huang Zihong said, "At that time, you were the only one who reminded me of it. I only hope that you can be by my side and be with me."

"But..." Gao Yunli didn't continue.

"But what?" Huang Zihong asked.

"Have you ever thought about it," Gao Yunli took a deep breath, "the consequences of not letting me go back?"

"..."

There seemed to be an inexplicable silence.

"It's so difficult to guard the one you love so close, but do nothing," Gao Yunxuan sighed, "Ziyun, you don't understand."

"So...the consequences of what you said..." Huang Zihong muttered to himself as if he had understood.

Gao Yunlian finally raised his upper body and stared at Huang Zihong.

"Zihong, you must not be conscious."

Huang Zihong showed a confused expression.

"To me, it's like you're tempting me."

Gao Yun's eyes rested on Huang Zihong's thin lips.

Then he held Huang Ziying's chin with the index finger of his right hand, and gently stroked Huang Ziying's thin lips back and forth with his thumb.

Then he saw Huang Zihong frowning suspiciously, as if he was trying to remember something.

Gao Yun said in a persuasive way: "Zi Rong, do you really not remember?"

"Don't remember... what...?"

"I don't remember how I tempted me..."

"No," Huang Zixuan tilted his head slightly, "How could I..." There was ambiguity in the following eye waves.

【Self-regulated】

When he was finally hugged and slept together by Gao Yun, Huang Zihong was too sleepy to care about the mess left between his body and his quilt.

The clothes of the two of them mixed together were messily thrown all over the floor by Gao Yunli.

Even if the nightmare strikes again, he is in the arms of the person he wants to accompany him.

There is no practice for the competition today, and I am not in the mood to ask the drug boy Dongfang Xin if there is anything that needs help.

Although the shameful pain last night had no effect on Huang Zihong, who was a martial arts practitioner, soon.

But I always feel that I don't want to meet people, and I can't fight Gao Yunli as usual...

Although it is not unacceptable - if it is not acceptable, Gao Yunli would have been kicked out of the door directly from the bed, after all, the chances of winning in the duel are already [-]-[-], not to mention Huang Zihong believes that Gao Yunli is Will not do anything to force him.

So while it's not unacceptable,...

It's not something that can be taken for granted and taken for granted right away!

How could Huang Zihong admit that he was embarrassed!

"Zihong."

Why are you calling me? !

Huang Zihong stared back inexplicably with anger.

The handsome man from the Western Regions with wheat-colored skin came over, bent down to Disciple Wanhua who was sitting on the porch steps, let down his curly side hair and long eyelashes, and curled his black waterfall-like hair on his fingers. A lock of blue hair, gently kissed it.

"I know."

He said.

"you like me."

The author has something to say: Regarding the non-age-oriented part of self-regulation, I made an encrypted file on the network disk.

But anyway, no one will read it here, just keep updating, um.