Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Yue Wuhuan was practicing his sword, and his sword skills became more and more exquisite.

Cultivation has never been difficult for him. He can understand the martial arts at a glance, and the flow of spiritual power is as natural as breathing. He is a born practitioner, but he is trapped by the weak meridians and dantian of ordinary people. Cultivation breaks through the confinement, so he seeks the way of swords to reach the top.

The things in the illusion are vivid.

After calming down, he suddenly realized that the sword technique in the illusion had become a part of his body, as if he had practiced it countless times.He looked at the sword he stabbed obliquely. This simple sword technique can break through three protective magic weapons commonly used in the fairy world, and then press down on the sword to pierce the heart... He obviously didn't use a sword He has killed people before, but why does he understand everything, as if he has experienced it himself?

It is impossible for illusion Gu to have such an effect, otherwise it would be the number one wonder Gu in the world, not a toy.

Yue Wuhuan stared blankly at his sword-holding hand. He wanted to continue thinking, but his head became very painful. There seemed to be some kind of force suppressing him in the dark, and he was heavily chained to refuse the answer to this question. Expulsion, forcible modification, and finally let him come up with a barely logical answer.

There are all kinds of adventures in the fairy world, and the fantasy Gu may be his adventure.

The figure of Song Qingshi poked his head out from the depths of the corridor, and he didn't know where he had been looking for how long.

Yue Wuhuan quickly retracted his sword, saw him coming with a notebook and homemade charcoal pencils in his hand, motioned to sit down on the stone bench next to him, then looked at himself, struggled for a long time, finally spread the notebook, the blank first On the page, there are several large characters "hobbies and hobbies list".

Yue Wuhuan was at a loss: "What is this?"

Song Qingshi suppressed his shame, and he didn't want to do this kind of thing like a junior high school girl chasing stars, but Yue Wuhuan hid himself too well, his EQ was too poor, and he couldn't guess what the other party was thinking.

He is also a person who doesn't like to hide things in his heart. After thinking about it, he simply made a list, asked directly, filled in the information one by one, and made it into a medical record file to prevent mistakes.

"You are not allowed to lie, answer the question honestly." Song Qingshi tried his best to show the dignity of a doctor, then picked up the charcoal pencil, and asked seriously, "Wuhuan, what do you like to eat?"

Yue Wuhuan suppressed a smile and jokingly replied, "I love sweets."

Song Qingshi looked at him helplessly, and complained in a low voice: "Be serious, don't talk about what I like to eat." When he was in Lecheng, he also thought that Yue Wuhuan liked to eat milk cakes, but when he bought them, he found that he was eating them for himself. The same goes for the sorbet.

"I don't have anything special to eat," Yue Wuhuan thought for a while, and said seriously, "In the past... there were a lot of things I couldn't eat, so I broke my stomach and couldn't eat anything. Now I like Bigu Dan, which saves time .”

Song Qingshi directly noted "stomach medicine", and then continued to ask: "What do you like?"

Yue Wuhuan was stunned for a long time, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger: "I like the Lord, and the Lord treats me best."

Song Qingshi was embarrassed by the praise: "I'm talking about objects."

Yue Wu smiled and said: "I don't have anything in particular, because the lord has given me everything." The shiny gems are gone, and he doesn't need them anymore.The lord has already spent a lot of money on himself, there is no need to trouble him.

"Favorite color?" "White." "Favorite things?" "Practicing swords, making medicine, reading, studying."

Yue Wuhuan's answer was very smooth, and he couldn't find any flaws at all.

Song Qingshi finally asked, "Where's your birthday?"

Yue Wuhuan replied, "February [-]th."

When Song Qingshi heard this special date, the pen in his hand suddenly stopped.

Yue Wuhuan was puzzled: "Is there anything strange about this day?"

Song Qingshi held back his laughter and shook his head. There is no Valentine's Day in this world. He just suddenly remembered the original world. Every Valentine's Day, he would be on duty for senior brothers and sisters who were going on dates. Candlelight dinner and opera tickets, and then I accompanied the little white mouse to eat instant noodles in the laboratory. Everyone said that his future lover must be a white mouse, which felt so funny.

Yue Wuhuan watched him snigger, becoming more and more confused, he didn't know what the Lord was happy about.

Song Qingshi happily closed the notebook and collected a lot of information. Next month is Yue Wuhuan's birthday. He has already sent more than a dozen urging letters to Ye Yuge. , I can make a big surprise at that time, maybe it can make Yue Wuhuan feel better and forget about that problematic illusion.

Of course, the premise is that he must make sure that Yue Wuhuan will no longer get sick.

Most of the wounds on Yue Wuhuan's face had healed, and the strange thing was that the tear mole that had been completely gouged out grew back in its original place.Song Qingshi suspected that he hadn't cleaned it up at the time, and was afraid that he would hurt his face if he didn't like it, so he personally performed a mole removal operation on him. more dazzling, more beautiful.

Song Qingshi had never seen this kind of situation before, and thought it was weird, but after studying it for a long time, they couldn't find anything special about this tear mole.

There are many non-scientific things in the fairy world.Maybe it's a natural imprint that can't be erased?

Seeing him worrying, Yue Wuhuan repeatedly stated that he would give up dealing with the tear mole, and promised that he would not fall ill under the control of "Lock Love".Song Qingshi firmly didn't believe it. Although monk Yuanying's spiritual consciousness is strong, he can't release it from a long distance for 24 hours.

So these days, he has been staring at every step of the way, and he can't even sleep, so he just sleeps on the floor next to him, and his family members accompany the bed!Although it's embarrassing, it's better than him falling asleep in the dormitory without noticing any movement, and hanging up Ke Qiang for no reason.

Yue Wuhuan woke up in the middle of the night and was shocked to find Song Qingshi on the ground.

He never dreamed that his lord would do such a stupid thing for him!He thought about it seriously, should he pretend not to see it, or call the Lord up?It turned out that both were extremely embarrassing!After thinking about it, he bravely woke up Song Qingshi, and tried to find a step for him: "The lord is too tired, so he fell asleep here, and put him in the cold carefully."

Song Qingshi refused to go down the steps at all, and lay on the ground: "No, I want to be here."

Yue Wuhuan knew it was his fault, so he was extremely helpless: "Then, my lord, please sleep on the bed..." He originally wanted to say that he went to sleep underground.

Unexpectedly, before the words were finished, Song Qingshi's eyes lit up, and he climbed up the pole. He was always spoiled and pampered. He slept on the floor for a few nights and felt uncomfortable. Now the little angel invited him to sleep on the bed, and he was very happy!This proves that the little angel is not wary of him at all, and proper physical contact will help his psychological recovery!

He is a gentleman, and the little angel is the protagonist, so it is perfectly fine for them to sleep together.

The beds in Immortal World are very big, more than enough to sleep two or three people.

Song Qingshi was touched and climbed up with the quilt in his arms, spread it, and the two of them slept at one end at a distance, and promised: "Don't worry, I sleep very honestly, I never move around, how to sleep at night, how to get up in the morning, absolutely not Will take advantage of you."

Yue Wuhuan didn't know what to say...

Song Qingshi didn't sleep well for several nights and was extremely sleepy. He quickly picked up the quilt and fell asleep without warning. His messy hair covered the bed, half of his ice silk pajamas were lifted, revealing his soft waist and white belly... …

Yue Wuhuan pressed the "Love Lock" several times before he could control the desire in his heart, covered him with a quilt, and lay down helplessly, but couldn't fall asleep anyway.He knows that he has a lot of dark history, coupled with this deceptively pretty face, no one will see the natural aggressiveness in his bones, and no one will know how much he hates being a bearer.

In fact, he likes men because he likes to conquer, like to control, like to occupy the whole person, and his whole body is full of his own breath, only in this way can he get endless happiness from it...

The Lord has a simple mind and doesn't understand these messy things at all. He just trusts and cares about himself.

Dirty minds must never be had.

To sleep is to sleep, you can't think about other things, you can't touch anything, and you can't do bad things.

Yue Wuhuan lay next to the person he liked, feeling extremely uncomfortable...

His body temperature was already higher than normal, and his desire became even higher.

In Song and Qing Dynasties, in order to lock the two kinds of flames in the body, they practiced the cold jade art, and their body temperature was usually low.He felt a large warm stove next to him emitting heat, so he moved over in a daze, reached into the quilt next to him, hugged the heat source, and rubbed against it in satisfaction.

Yue Wuhuan's bosom radiated a pleasant scent of medicine, his neck was moist and beautiful, and his pale pink lips were slightly raised, as if inviting someone to taste it, his hands were locked tightly from his chest to his waist, Immediately afterwards, the legs also came up, like an octopus wrapped around a satisfied prey, and refused to relax at all.

The ice silk pajamas were too loose, and as he moved more and more, his collarbone was exposed, and he could vaguely see the attractive scenery. Except for the bitten mark on his neck that was bitten by a vicious dog, which was a bit of an eyesore, it was a full-color and fragrant pajamas. Feast.Yue Wuhuan seemed to have happy scenes of eating a big meal in the illusion, and he could no longer control the dirty thoughts in his mind, his body reacted unbearably, and he wanted to hide but was accidentally pinned down by the other party's legs.

"My lord, don't touch it, it's dirty..."

Yue Wuhuan was afraid of being noticed, so he didn't dare to push it away, so he could only plead softly. He felt that he was about to be tortured to death, and he couldn't vent. In the end, he could only close his eyes and rely on "locking love" to support him...

After finally surviving until dawn, Song Qingshi slowly retracted his hands and feet, then rolled into his quilt, and fell asleep again as he did when he just fell asleep, without any change.

The corners of Yue Wuhuan's eyes twitched. He was very sure that Song Qingshi's set of smooth and smooth procedures would not wake up from the beginning to the end. He also understood where his confidence in his sleeping position came from...

About half an hour later, it was completely dawn.

Song Qingshi opened his eyes, confirmed that he was still sleeping in the original position, and said happily: "Look, I sleep very honestly, right?"

Yue Wuhuan looked at him tiredly, thought for a long time, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

The Lord must be right, even if the Lord is wrong, he must be correct!

Song Qingshi asked happily: "I'll sleep here tomorrow too, okay?" He felt that since Yue Wuhuan could accept it, he could continue to try to help him overcome the fear of physical contact and let him know that even if a man sleeps next to him, It is also safe!Because there are many good men like him in the world who have no dirty thoughts!

Yue Wuhuan took another deep breath and continued to grit his teeth: "Okay."

On his way of practice, some tests of willpower may be needed.

Go to the bathroom and take a cold shower first.

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