The master of cultivating immortals protects me

Folding his hands in front of his chest, lying flat face up, Feng Huang just rested with his eyes closed.

Not long after he closed his eyelids, there was a slight rustling sound around him, and then something warm touched him.

Although his eyes were closed, Feng Huang couldn't fall asleep.

The person next to him was Jiu Xiao, his apprentice, there was only one bed in the room, and he couldn't let his apprentice sleep on the floor.

It's just... a little too close...

The shoulders are almost touching the shoulders, such a close distance, even his brother Donghuang Taiyi, who used to be a fellow practitioner, has never been so close to him.

It's a strange feeling, a little uncomfortable, but it's not too annoying.

"Master..."

"Huh?" It turned out that his apprentice was not asleep either.

"Master, aren't you tired from sleeping like this?"

Feng Huang opened his eyes, the night was dim, he turned his head and looked at the apprentice next to him, half of Jiu Xiao's face was immersed in the shadow of the night, and half of his face was exposed under the reflection of the moonlight.

It was so close, so close that he could feel the heat of Jiu Xiao's breathing, which sprayed on his face as if being burned by fire.

Suddenly, Fenghuang's ears turned red and hot. He blinked and maintained his steady voice: "I'm not tired."

"Oh." Jiu Xiao kept staring at his master without blinking, the burning gaze in his eyes almost burned two holes in Fenghuang.

In the shadow of dangerous swords and swords, he never retreated half a point, and in the chaotic battle of thousands of troops, he was not timid at all, but Feng Huang was a little palpitated by Jiu Xiao, as if there were ants crawling around in his heart, he couldn't tell. weird.

Bite the bullet and never avoid Jiu Xiao's scorching gaze, Feng Huang asked puzzledly, "Why do you keep staring at Wei Shi?"

"Master, I didn't stare at you. I slept with my face inward, so I could see you naturally." Jiu Xiao's ability to tell lies with his eyes open is not inferior.

With a dazed face, Feng Huang, who was immersed in the shadows of the night, suddenly felt his cheeks burn. He always felt that Jiu Xiao's words were a little strange, but they sounded very reasonable.

"Well, go to sleep."

He returned to the original position, still facing up, but under the gaze of a particularly obvious gaze, his left cheek became hotter and hotter, as if it was about to burn.

Uncomfortable being stared at by Jiu Xiao, Feng Huang finally turned sideways, lying on his side like Jiu Xiao, except that he was facing the wall with his back to Jiu Xiao.

Jiuxiao secretly laughed at his new discovery, Fenghuang, who never showed any expression even when facing monsters, turned his cheeks and ears red with embarrassment under his gaze, and finally even gave up the original posture and turned his back to him. sleep with him.

As his master, I'm afraid he doesn't even know why his face is red.

Boldly, Jiu Xiao slowly leaned towards his master's back, until his chest touched Feng Huang's back, at that moment, he clearly felt Feng Huang stiffen his shoulders.

Jiu Xiao immediately stopped his movements and didn't dare to offend again. He was afraid that Feng Huang would beat him back to the God Realm as soon as he turned his head, so he hurriedly said softly, "Master, can't you sleep?"

Although Fenghuang didn't reply, his shoulders obviously relaxed again.

Feng Huang was staring at a certain point on the wall with his eyes open at this time, he really couldn't sleep, Jiu Xiao was almost against his back, and his scorching breath touched the skin of the back of his neck.

Too close, too intimate, but without the discomfort and rejection he imagined.

Even... the back was wrapped by that spacious and warm chest, which made him feel inexplicably stable.

Not long after, Fenghuang fell asleep with the steady heartbeat coming from his back.

When he woke up the next day, he felt that his waist was a little heavy, and the skin on the back of his neck seemed to be rubbed by something soft. When he turned around, the apprentice who was sleeping next to him also got up and left. , got up, and let Jiu Xiao serve him to dress as usual, when Jiu Xiao's fingers inadvertently brushed the skin of his waist, wrist and nape of the neck, the strange feeling in Feng Huang's heart became more intense.

Maybe he's just not used to being so close to people all of a sudden.