Refinement, masculinity

Meng Xiaodong looked at Qi Jun, feeling panicked in his heart, subconsciously took half a step back, as if he was afraid that he would confess to himself about his engagement with Le Rong.Meng Ling keenly sensed that the restraining force was a little loose, so he began to break through the restraint with all his strength.

Seeing Meng Xiaodong covering his head in pain suddenly, Qi Jun hurried forward and asked concerned: "What's wrong?"

"I'm a little dizzy..." Meng Xiaodong looked at the face close at hand, felt sore in his nose, and became more and more reluctant. He didn't want to break the current relationship at all, and said in a trembling voice, "I want to go back to the dormitory to sleep for a while."

Qi Jun nodded, and thoughtfully said, "I'll see you off."

Meng Xiaodong shook his head, turned around and left.

Qi Jun knew that he didn't want to talk to him, so he narrowed his eyes slightly, went over to stop him, and asked worriedly: "Xiaodong, I think you've been absent-minded recently, do you have something on your mind, or did someone say something to you?"

Meng Xiaodong's heart trembled, and he forced a smile: "...No, I just didn't sleep well."

"Don't lie to me, I've always understood you," Qi Jun looked at him, his eyes were gentle and patient, and he couldn't see any anger. "Our relationship, what can't you tell me?" After a pause, he asked tentatively, "The brother-in-law you mentioned has been looking for you in the past few days?"

Meng Ling was doing his best to break through the barrier, but at this moment he suddenly heard "brother", and was immediately speechless.

Meng Xiaodong felt that the discomfort eased a little, but he still frowned and shook his head.

Qi Jun has already figured out his character, and he can tell that he is not lying just by looking at him. After thinking about it: "Is that someone else looking for you?"

Meng Xiaodong's expression was a little unnatural: "No...no."

Qi Jun has always been smart, thought for a moment: "Is it Xiao Rong?"

Meng Xiaodong bit his lip almost to the point of tearing it open. He struggled for a long while before opening his mouth: "You are looking for me today...why?"

"I see that you are not in a good state recently, and I want to ask what's wrong," Qi Jun slowed down, "Xiao Rong has a bad temper, so ignore her no matter what you say."

Meng Xiaodong clutched his sleeves tightly, not daring to look at him: "But...but she said you were engaged during the winter vacation..."

Qi Jun was taken aback, and scolded Le Rong in his heart, with a rare annoyance in his tone: "How could she lie to you?"

Meng Xiaodong raised his head suddenly, unable to believe it: "...you lied to me?"

"Well, think about it, she knows that we are dating, according to her temper, if she is really engaged to me, seeing that we are still together, she might have already started a fight, why wait until now?" Qi Jun said gently To put it bluntly, at the same time, he was secretly relieved. Fortunately, it wasn't that other monks approached Meng Xiaodong. His current cultivation base is too low, and he will definitely not be able to get cheap if he really confronts others.

Meng Xiaodong was stunned, only to feel suddenly enlightened and comfortable: "That's right."

Meng Ling could still feel the invisible fluctuation at first, but now he was completely suppressed and returned to the state of onlooker, unable to move at all. He fell silent for a moment, and sincerely hoped that Le Rong could show his power and torture Meng Xiaodong again.

Qi Jun's voice was full of helplessness and indulgence: "You have been troubled by this matter recently?"

"……Um."

"You, tell me if you have anything to do in the future, don't keep everything in your heart." Qi Jun paused slightly, not wanting to make any further complications on this matter, and patiently explained, "Actually, what Xiao Rong said was not entirely a lie, During the winter vacation, her family really wants to get engaged."

Meng Xiaodong raised his head hastily.

There was a gentle smile on Qi Jun's mouth, and he looked at him without blinking: "Our two families have a good relationship. It's not easy for my family to push it directly, so I just said it depends on our own ideas, so she proposed to move in with me. My family If you can't refuse anymore, let me let her live in the study, but don't worry, I won't marry her, she was spoiled since she was a child, too pampered, I don't like this, I just treat her as my younger sister."

Meng Ling looked into Meng Xiaodong's eyes together with Meng Xiaodong's gaze, seeing that the hypocrite did not lie this time, he couldn't help but be surprised. Although the hypocrite was very tolerant to Le Rong before, he never showed any other feelings. He thought it was because of Meng Xiaodong. Pretending to be in front of him, who knows that he really doesn't like Le Rong.

When Meng Xiaodong thought of them being under the same roof, he was somewhat disturbed and confused: "This is only junior high school, why did her family get engaged so early..."

"Who knows." Qi Jun replied casually, with a sneer in his heart. The Le family has gradually declined for nearly a hundred years. Of course he wants to cling to the Qi family, but he has made rapid progress and has a bright future. The Le family wants to settle down early before the college starts. , so as not to be robbed by others, but his parents firstly respected his meaning, and secondly, they thought he would have better choices in the future, so they did not agree.

He glanced at Meng Xiaodong, felt that it was necessary to add fuel to the fire, and then patted his head: "I only agree that she will finish her stay for this semester, and she won't be in the future. Don't think about it, we are dating, and I have something to do with me in the future." Say, so as not to cause misunderstanding," he pulled him into his arms and hugged him, with a gentle tone, "No matter what happens, you have to trust me, you understand?"

Meng Xiaodong was hugged by him, and there was a reassuring breath in his nostrils. The haze of the past few days was swept away in an instant, and an irresistible emotion surged from his chest and went straight to his brain. He took a breath: " Um."

Since the date, I finally got a hug. Although it didn't last more than ten seconds, it was still something to be happy about. Meng Ling sneered from the bottom of her heart, so moved that she could almost cry.

He had just finished thinking when he suddenly noticed that his eye sockets were hot, and a stream of warm liquid slid down his cheeks—Meng Xiaodong really cried.

Meng Ling: "..."

A trace of disgust flashed quickly in Qi Jun's eyes, and then disappeared, looking at him dotingly: "Why are you crying?"

Meng Xiaodong hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe it off, his cheeks were flushed, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Didn't you just say that you were dizzy, go to the dormitory to sleep, so you can be energetic for class in the afternoon."

Meng Xiaodong hummed, and left obediently until he lay on the bed with a smirk still on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you still dare to be more promising?" Meng Ling asked coldly, unable to bear it anymore.

Meng Xiaodong continued to laugh, naturally he couldn't hear someone's voice, if he could hear someone's voice, he would probably roll his eyes and faint from fright.

After some conversations, Meng Xiaodong was in a good mood all the time. He no longer suffered from insomnia at night and soon fell asleep. Meng Ling finally regained his body easily without mental tug-of-war. He sat on the bed and thought about it. Going downstairs through the window, it was too difficult to climb the drain pipe when he came back, and he really couldn't think of where to go, if he didn't turn the window...he had nothing to do.

So he sat without saying a word for 10 minutes, lay back silently, and closed his eyes to sleep, but at this moment, an object rushed over quickly, hugging him and screaming in horror: "Don't, don't sleep! I just Coming from home, you can’t help but disappear again in such a cruel way——!”

Meng Ling was shocked for a moment, opened his eyes suddenly, covered his mouth, and lowered his voice: "Are you crazy?!"

Duan Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, broke away his hand, took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, hugged him tightly, and happily rubbed against his neck: "I have set up an enchantment, daughter-in-law, even if you call out your throat, they won't hear you. "

Meng Ling: "..."

Meng Ling struggled to get away from him, and wanted to get up, but was forcibly pulled down by someone, and lay on the bed again, he couldn't help turning his head, and said every word: "What do you want to do again?"

Duan Cheng moved his body to find a comfortable position for him, and hugged him: "I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me?"

"Do not want to."

"But I miss you very much."

"...that's your business."

"Okay." Duan Cheng didn't mind his indifference at all, and moved towards him, feeling quite emotional, "This feels really good. When the Cultivation Academy starts, we can sleep together like this every day."

"..." Meng Ling was silent for a second, "Where can I transfer dormitories?"

"Give up, no one will tune you." Duan Cheng leaned over and kissed him with a proud face, "Now they all know that you are my wife, whoever dares to tune you, I will kill him."

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng observed his expression, and approached him flatteringly: "Daughter-in-law..."

Meng Ling broke away from him, turned over silently: "Get out, I want to sleep."

"No, I have something to do."

Meng Ling didn't look back, and said patiently, "Say, I'll listen."

Duan Cheng straightened his body, lifted the quilt, turned over and sat up, and began to unbutton his pajamas.

Meng Ling's pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed his arm in a hurry, his voice was so cold that ice could drop: "What are you doing?"

"Make a mark," Duan Cheng easily broke away from him, quickly unbuttoned all the buttons, stared at his chest, and explained with a smile, "Daughter-in-law, I just advanced, and my cultivation has not been stable. I have to go to seclusion. The magic weapon is hit, and it will disappear for more than half a month."

Meng Ling's upper body was naked, but he wanted to resist but he was not an opponent at all. He was soon stared at by his unscrupulous eyes a little uncomfortable, and asked indifferently: "What's the matter with me?"

"Of course there is something, you are my wife," Duan Cheng took out a brush from his pocket, "I can't look at you during this time, just in case I have to save something, don't move, it's for your own good. "

Meng Ling stared at his hand. The tip of the writing brush glowed with a little white light in the darkness. When it touched his chest, people couldn't feel the slightest touch. He frowned: "What are you writing?"

"Draw the family emblem of the Duan family," Duan Cheng said, "If other monks find out your secret and want to harm you during my absence, they probably won't dare to harm you after seeing this mark. Only monks can see it, so don't worry about being discovered by Meng Xiaodong."

Meng Ling stared at it for a while, then suddenly said, "Why do I feel that besides drawing, you also write?"

Duan Cheng coughed dryly: "Just write a few sentences."

"..." Meng Ling was silent for a moment, "What did you write?!"

Duan Cheng didn't answer, quickly packed up the brush, and lay down next to him again: "Good boy, go to sleep."

"..." Meng Ling turned his head a little bit and stared at him closely, "Do you have anything else to do? If you have nothing to do, go away, young man."

Duan Cheng closed his eyes, hugged him and quickly fell asleep: "Huh—"

Meng Ling: "..."