Into Liaozhai and falling in love

Yan Chixia sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hands and pulled the quilt to cover him tightly, glanced at Ning Caichen who was on the ground, who was already tired and panting, with complicated expressions on his face, and he opened his mouth. No sound came out.

Leaning down, he whispered in Lu Qian's ear, "If you're not used to it, go invisible."

Lu Qian's eyes lit up suddenly, he was so stupid that he didn't think of this idea, and realized that someone would stare at him from time to time at night, he felt really awkward, it would be strange if he could sleep.

but--

He pursed his lips and looked at Yan Chixia with interest, the corners of his eyes were raised, and the eyeballs rolled around - what are you doing invisibility?

Yan Chixia paused, then turned her head to look at Ning Caichen who was obviously delaying time but didn't want to lie down immediately, and just wanted to take another look at Lu Qian.

He closed his eyes and frowned slightly - you are especially dishonest when you sleep at night, what would you look like if you were seen?

That's it, then I will definitely control it tonight.

Lu Qian twitched his eyes, moved his body inward, and pressed his back against the wall, then looked at Yan Chixia eagerly with an obedient smile begging for praise.

I will be very well-behaved when I go to bed tonight. No matter what position I lie down at night, no matter how I wake up in the morning, my hair will not be messed up.

Yan Chixia: "...!"

Yan Chixia glared at him - aren't you afraid of the cold tonight?

Lu Qian looked at him with an expression of why are you so forgetful? Is it because of old age? I absorbed a lot of Yang Qi this afternoon, and now I feel very comfortable and warm all over my body. I don’t need it for the time being. .

Smiling, he rubbed against the quilt as if he was going to sleep, the clothes on his shoulders slipped off, revealing a short section of smooth arms, reflecting under the light.

Yan Chixia: "..." trembling with anger.

In a panic, he turned his head almost immediately, seeing that Ning Caichen was in a state of nervousness and bewilderment after looking at Lu Qian, and did not dare to turn his head back, so he breathed a sigh of relief temporarily.

Just when he was racking his brains with a straight face, he was thinking hard about the reason why he should be invisible.

Lu Qian seemed to realize that this was not right, and immediately changed his words with a smile - I'd better stay invisible, there are strangers in the room and I don't feel safe.

Yan Chixia: "..." Although the destination has been achieved, something is not quite right, especially when looking at the faint smile on his lips, the sense of disobedience is even stronger.

Could he be teasing himself again?

It's just that when Yan Chixia moved closer to see the subtle emotions in his eyes, Lu Qian disappeared with a whoosh, and could only see a halo of indistinct halo nestled under the quilt.

"..."

*****

Early in the morning, Lu Qian turned over habitually to touch Yan Chixia, and the tentacles were slightly cool. He opened his sleepy eyes, sat up blankly and looked around.

Sensing a vague figure in front of him, Lu Qian stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, finally seeing clearly.Yan Chixia half bent down beside the bed, and helped him pull up the quilt that slid down to his waist and abdomen: "Do you want to get up?"

Lu Qian shook his head, lowered his head into his arms, stretched his upper body vigorously, and said weakly, "When did you get up?"

Yan Chixia rubbed his head, in case he suddenly caught a cold: "It's not long, is it cold?"

Lu Qian turned his head against his chest, his head was dizzy and couldn't remember: "A little bit, just a little bit."

She absorbed a lot of Yang Qi yesterday, and today her body is still warm. Even after Yan Chixia woke up, the bed didn't immediately cool down, it was really comfortable.Lu Qian rubbed comfortably, with an unstoppable smile on his brows.

Yan Chixia saw that he was so eloquent, so she knew that he was not awake yet, so she lowered her head and paused for a moment, stretching out her hand to pinch his face, definitely with a serious attitude towards the problem, completely without selfishness.

Sure enough, although it wasn't hot, it didn't feel as cold as before, like touching ice. It seemed that his yang energy might make him warm up slowly again, and it was more like a little bit.

Yan Chixia supported his shoulders with both hands, opened the distance between the two of them, lowered her head and asked softly, "Do you want to get up?"

Lu Qian said dimly: "Then do you want to go out?"

Yan Chixia sat on the edge of the bed, tidying up the trivial things on the bed: "What are you doing out there?"

Lu Qian's head was half-tilted on his shoulder, and his head was slightly lowered. A lock of hair hanging down just covered half of his side face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only hear his tone of frustration: "Aren't you a good man every morning?" Will they all go out?" Yesterday it was delayed because of the murder of a scholar, and there should be no other obstacles today.

Yan Chixia was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was talking about getting up early to practice kung fu and going to the village to patrol. Realizing that there was something wrong with his tone, she pursed her lips and asked, "You don't like me going out."

I don't think I've heard him mention it before. Is it because I haven't woken up yet, so I'm in a daze.

Lu Qian squinted his eyes, pulled his sleeves and hugged him in his arms. He looked up with a wrinkled face, especially aggrieved. His big eyes were glistening with water, shining brightly against the backdrop of the rising sun. Yan Chixia choked for breath, and turned her face away in a panic.

Lu Qian was dissatisfied, so he raised his upper body with his elbows on his shoulders, pinched his face with both hands to force him to look at himself, and said seriously, "I don't like it." He looked into Yan Chixia's eyes, Emphatically, "I don't like it very much."

Yan Chixia's heart skipped a beat: "Why?"

Lu Qian pursed his lips, returned to Yan Chixia's arms in a daze, and said softly, "I don't want to stay at home alone."

Yan Chixia was bored for a long time before she said, "You can go out with me."

"No." Lu Qian shook his head frantically. He grabbed the quilt and hugged it tightly in his arms. He rubbed against the quilt between his legs. It was so soft and comfortable, "I don't want it."

Yan Chixia rarely said much: "What's the matter, don't you want to go out, they won't hurt you with me here."

Lu Qian was frustrated: "I don't want them to know that you live with ghosts." When he was a human being, he didn't like to go out, and those people outside didn't like him either.

He grew up alone, lived alone, and was alone from the beginning to the end. Although it is true that he has no clothes and skin, but because of his pale complexion, emaciated body, and introverted personality, others don't like it. Playing with myself, even—children cry if they get too close to him.

Lu Qian didn't know why, as if he was born a different kind, and would never be able to integrate into any circle of other people.

You will get used to being alone for a long time, but you will also yearn for warmth more.

Especially eager for the response of those who have hurt those people, just like trying to prove yourself.

That's why - Lu Qian saved Yan Chixia who only met once, and saved the same kind of coal balls who are not afraid of him.

He had tasted the pain of being isolated, and he was even more unwilling to let Yan Chixia suffer the slightest harm.

This person is the first person who said he would care about his life and death. This person is the first person who has approached his life in decades. Even if he can't do anything, he will do his best to protect the two of them. He could even tell Yan Chixia his name without reservation, just concealing the relationship between the two.

As long as Yan Chixia is still willing to stay by his side, it doesn't matter if others don't know, it is enough for him to know.

His warmth and coldness are not for others to see, but for living by himself.

Lu Qian buried his head in the bed, because it was tightly wrapped, Yan Chixia's smell had not dissipated, it smelled especially good, it was really addictive.

Yan Chixia suddenly realized that he was so slow.He has lived with Lu Qian for so many years, but Lu Qian has never appeared in front of anyone other than him. Before, every time a stranger went to the house to ask for help or he took someone back, although he was still tired of himself every time, but always Will be invisible.

But every time he would play a series of pranks, making himself think that he wanted to use his invisibility to embarrass himself in front of other people, so... it turned out that it was for his own sake.

He still didn't think much, Yan Chixia had a thought, and put his arms around his shoulders: "It's okay."

Don't be afraid that people will know that I live with ghosts, they will know eventually, it's just a matter of time.

But Yan Chixia didn't think clearly about what he wanted them to know. He just wanted to make this ghost happy first, even if it was a heartless giggle on weekdays, no matter what method he used.

Even if he ran out of the grove now and shouted "I have lived with the ghost around me for nearly ten years" at the head of the village, it would be fine, not only that, but also very happy.

It's like declaring sovereignty, and it's best to let the scholar who not only hates ghosts but also hates people hear it.

Not yet fully awake, Lu Qian was always in a daze when he got up early, and fell into complete confusion after he didn't speak for a while. He took a deep breath, held the front of his clothes with both hands and indulged in the dry and warm yang energy: " It's so warm and comfortable."

Yan Chixia: "?"

Lu Qian raised his face, with obvious redness on both sides of his cheeks, rubbed against Yan Chixia's arms, and said in a tired voice: "It seems to be stepping on cotton, hehe, I feel so dizzy."

Yan Chixia: "?" Looking at Lu Qian's face, he suddenly realized that more yang energy is not better for ghosts, and seeing Lu Qian's obviously confused face, Yan Chixia suddenly thought that he might be a ghost. Because there is too much yang, let's get drunk.

Will you be drunk? Will you be drunk? Isn't this already drunk?

I haven't figured out the specific conclusion yet, just looking at the blur in the ghost's eyes and the shy and satisfied face, Tuo Hongyan Chixia also blushed quickly, and her ears and neck were also red.

This ghost is so pretty.

In an instant, the yang energy in the room became more intense. The sufficient yang energy was like a fire under a cauldron. The blood boiled all over his body and his mind was bubbling. Lu Qian's face was so red that he was almost dripping blood. .

"..." Touching her fingertips lightly, she shrank suddenly. Yan Chixia was surprised, it was so hot!

He completely forgot that he and Lu Qian are not the same.

There is a vast ocean in Lu Qian's mind, and his consciousness floats up and down on the surface of the sea, and he firmly grasps the only duckweed in the endless sea under his body, and dare not let go.

Slowly, the sea water seemed to be heated. He was the only ingredient in it. After a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on Lu Qian's forehead. It seemed that there was a fire hidden in his body, which was roasted. He was distressed and anxious.

"Uncomfortable, it's so hot, it's going to burn to death~" The waves rolled one after another, almost hitting his whole body head-on into the scalding sea.

Yan Chixia: "..." He watched as Lu Qian couldn't control the restlessness in his body, and as soon as he lifted the quilt, he wanted to tear the clothes that confined him, because his body was so soft and limp that he couldn't exert any strength at all.

He could only lean on the quilt, meowing and meowing like a kitten, asking for help. His white and tender hands were flushed red by the clothes, but he didn't take them off, hanging loosely on his body, revealing his smooth and smooth shoulders.

"!" As if the surrounding air seemed to be sucked away, Yan Chi had difficulty breathing, and with his mouth widened, he gasped as hard as he could and managed not to suffocate.

Obviously my brain told me not to see, but when my consciousness came back to my senses, my straight eyes had already seen a lot of what I shouldn't have seen.

Right in front of the ghost finally found a way to take off his clothes, Yan Chixia's eyes finally moved, and she quickly grabbed his wrist.

It was scorching hot, and it was greasy because of a thin layer of sweat. Yan Chixia, who touched a man's sweat, not only didn't feel disgusted, but felt that she was worthy of this beautiful ghost. Even sweating looks so good, no wonder The book says that it is fragrant and sweaty, and it is so beautiful.

Yan Chixia: "..." He seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, otherwise he would be lowered. He withdrew his hand again in a flash, looked at his palm stained with water in shock, pursed his lips and frowned. .

"Huh?" Lu Qian's mind was in chaos, he raised his face to look at him blankly, then looked at his hand, stretched out his hand to touch, but was avoided by the other party like a snake.

He stared at Yan Chixia's face uneasily, twisted his body that was almost limp into a puddle of water, and asked him what's wrong with his eyes.

"!" Like a kitten that has been begging for milk, there is a small white and tender pad under its soft paws, soft and soft, stepping on Yan Chixia's heart. Itches, and scratches with his nails from time to time, making people completely ignore his existence.

Those always crooked eyebrows and eyes are now slightly frowned, Xizi's holding her heart is nothing more than that, Yan Chixia's whole body is agitated, knowing in her heart that she can't look any longer, but her eyes are obediently on this ghost.

fortunately.

He was so shocked that he was so stiff now that it was a luxury to even move his fingers, let alone do anything else.

Lu Qian unconsciously leaned on Yan Chixia, not forgetting to fight with his clothes.

Without the usual teasing and joking, he is like a clear child, clean and generous, no matter what side he is, he is deeply attracted to Yan Chixia.

He half opened his mouth to speak, but found it all in vain.

Throat dry and hoarse, unable to make any sound.