My master is obedient and soft

A few days later, the world.

At this time, it was winter, the snow was white, and the mountains and fields were covered with silvery snow. A small courtyard at the foot of the mountain was built against the mountain, and there was smoke curling up in the quiet world alone.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning flooded the bed through the window, Zheqing's dark crow eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his hand to shield his eyes from the discomfort of the sunlight, and turned over again.

The quilt covering his chest suddenly moved slightly.

A fluffy black head got out from Zheqing's neat collar, making a mess of his obscene clothes.

Zheqing frowned, his eyes were still closed, and his voice was still tired and sleepy: "A Yuan, don't make trouble."

After all, he raised his hand and stuffed the struggling head back into the bed.

Wen Yuan is in the form of a cub at this time, and last night coaxed Zheqing to talk about it before agreeing to let him get into his clothes and sleep.

I thought the plan had succeeded, the bed was soft, Zheqing's body was warm, and everything was satisfactory, but...

He really can't breathe!

Just as he was about to come out to breathe quietly, he was pushed back by Zheqing. Wen Yuan spun around in front of Zheqing irritably, his hair standing up while wheezing, and finally he let out a "owwow" and bit down without even looking. .

"hiss."

The slight pain caused Zheqing to open his eyes instantly, and he grabbed Wen Yuan's slippery tail and pulled him out mercilessly.

The little monster was dangling in front of its eyes with its tail.

Zheqing stretched out his hand and spanked its butt: "Where are you going to bite?"

Wen Yuan shrank into a ball, and Zhe Qing's slap knocked him into a daze, and he yelled angrily: "Qing Qing, I can hardly breathe, you are murdering my husband!"

Zheqing's collar was messed up, and from this angle, he could just see where he was just bitten, and the teeth marks around him were still stained with saliva.

Wen Yuan smacked his lips, recalled the feeling just now, and felt that just being spanked didn't hurt his ass, and he took advantage of it.

Zhe Qing let go of his hand, Xiao Zai Zai Wen Yuan fell onto the mattress with a slap and was knocked dizzy, before he could stand up, he was rubbed again by Zhe Qing's palm.

The cub's fur is smooth and shiny, and its body is warm, making it easy to stroke.

Zheqing played to her heart's content.

He yawned, and finally sat up from the bed, but just as his feet touched the ground, Zheqing let out an ah, shook his whole body, and fell back on the bed again.

"what happened?"

Wen Yuan anxiously changed back into a human form, able to support Zhe Qing's body, the tall and handsome man's eyes were full of worry.

Zheqing glanced at him, wanted to pull back his arm but couldn't, he complained, "Isn't it all about you?"

Wen Yuan was stunned for a few seconds and then understood, he smiled ambiguously, leaned into Zheqing's ear and said: "Master was tired last night."

Zheqing turned his head away, his cheeks turned red, and he said, "Don't call me Shizun."

"Okay, okay... Qingqing."

"..."

This early morning scene has to start with Zheqing being seriously injured last time.

He has been out of danger since he woke up, and he can walk on the ground in a few days, but because of the damaged meridians, he often feels weak and unable to lift heavy objects.

Wen Yuan took good care of him in every way, and later Zheqing got bored in Nightmare Territory, and said he wanted to go for a walk in the world, Wen Yuan thought about it and agreed to him, and the two traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, and ended up in this Lived in a small quiet courtyard.

Now that Zheqing's cultivation base has completely lost the appearance of a mortal, however, the method of dual cultivation is indeed of great benefit to improving her cultivation base.So when he came to the world, Wen Yuan pestered Zheqing almost every night, but Zheqing couldn't resist him, and liked him in his heart, so he gave in half-heartedly.

The two rolled around and slept in this small room all day long.

Zheqing blocked Wen Yuan's body with one hand, and was about to go down to find shoes to wear, but Wen Yuan grabbed his wrist and led him down on the bed.

The two people's black hair was entangled together, and the strands were inseparable. He was burned by Wen Yuan's deep eyes.

Zheqing was a little flustered, it was only yesterday... Obviously, Zheqing understood what Wen Yuan meant.

Zheqing pushed him back: "It's still morning! You can't..."

Wen Yuan buried her head in his shoulder, and said intentionally: "This is all for the sake of Qingqing's body."

"Doesn't Qingqing want to restore her cultivation sooner?"

Here we go again, Wen Yuan would say that every time.

"Last time, the magic doctor said that the method of double cultivation will get twice the result with half the effort for you."

What's more, Zheqing still has Wen Yuan's demonic blood in his body, so the method of nourishing the source is naturally more effective than panacea.

"Qingqing..." Wen Yuan pretended to be coquettish and said, "How about it?"

Zheqing couldn't stand him like this the most, he was defeated, and compromised like many times before: "...Okay, take it easy."

Wen Yuan kissed him sideways, "Qingqing is so kind."

Wen Yuan is very considerate, he is completely different from the first violence, he is willing to worry about Zhe Qing's feelings, and he also wants to make up for him and make up for his previous mistakes.

Over time, Zheqing also got used to him, and even... felt happy.

Wen Yuan carefully took care of the lost and found people, Zhe Qing saw all this.

He sometimes thinks that this life is so long, if he can stay with the person in front of him forever, he will have no regrets.

The people he has protected and loved with all his life are his apprentices and even more his lovers.

Zheqing sometimes likes to slowly caress the sword marks left on Wen Yuan's chest and mouth, and trace the lines of the sword wounds with his fingers to describe the pain he suffered at the beginning.

He raised his head again, and slowly imprinted a kiss.

The sword wound was stabbed cruelly by him a hundred years ago, and he was with him in this quiet hut a hundred years later, Zhe Qing was thinking in a trance, and it could be regarded as repaying him in another way.

Simply, the rest of my life is very long.

Just like what Wen Yuan said, there are still hundreds of years between them, and many past events have long been settled in the torrent of time. Fortunately, they can still have each other at this moment.

"Master, I love you so much..."

"I really love, love you so much."

Wen Yuan called him over and over again, as if wanting to crush him into his arms.

Zheqing said: "I know, I also..."

He closed his eyes and replied softly, "I love you too."

In the past, he was not aware of his heart and ignored his heart all the time. Fortunately, he didn't miss it now, and everything is still in time.

Wen Yuan boiled hot water and filled the entire tub, he picked up Zheqing and carefully put it into the tub.

The hot water wrapped all the limbs in an instant, Zheqing relaxed his body, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of comfort.

Wen Yuan took the saponins and scrubbed him carefully, and Zheqing lay down with his eyes closed, letting Wen Yuan manipulate him, raising his arms and legs when he asked him to, he was obedient and obedient.

Wen Yuan rubbed a lot of foam on his hands, spread it on Zhe Qing's long hair, washed his hair and massaged his scalp.

Zheqing felt comfortable being served by him, and couldn't help closing her eyes and sighing: "I didn't expect you to be so good at serving people."

Wen Yuan is as good as others: "Of course you have to do your best to serve Mrs. Hou."

Zheqing opened his eyes: "Who is your wife?"

"You." Wen Yuan moved to Zhe Qing's lips and kissed him.

Zheqing turned her head away, and said uncomfortably: "... poor-mouthed."

"Good good..."

……

In order to divert attention, Zheqing suddenly said: "That's right."

"Ok?"

"The last time I went out, I just received an invitation from Qingli Flying Pigeon. He is getting married and invited you and me to Beihai for a wedding."

Wen Yuan paused: "Just that fat cat?"

Zheqing: "...Yes."

Wen Yuan said: "No."

Zheqing didn't expect him to refuse so simply, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yuan said sourly: "I'm not interested in the wedding banquet of my rival."

It took Zheqing a while to realize it. By the way, the Princess Beihai's pursuit of him caused an uproar in the entire fairy world.

He couldn't laugh or cry: "How many years ago did this all happen, and besides, it's just a little girl who eats this kind of jealousy?"

Wen Yuan didn't speak, and secretly exerted some force on his hands, and Zhe Qing suddenly said "Ouch", and his waist was sore.

"Okay, okay, don't mess with me, if you don't go, you won't go..."

Wen Yuan sighed, "Let's go, we are old friends anyway, and we just happened to go to Beihai for a visit, and it would be boring to stay here all day."

Zheqing asked: "Are you really going?" He was a little afraid that when the princess took one look at Wen Yuan at him, the wedding banquet would be ruined.

Wen Yuan nodded, really.

Why do I feel that you are so reluctant, Zheqing thought, jealous.

Wen Yuan didn't let Zheqing go until he had washed Zheqing's body thoroughly.

Wen Yuan washed Zheqing thoroughly, wiped him clean, put on his clothes again, and buttoned them carefully one by one.

From the beginning to the end, Zheqing waited for him to serve with open arms.

Wen Yuan said: "Try to see how it recovers."

Zheqing nodded, and slowly mobilized the few spiritual energy accumulated in his body these days, until a light blue spiritual flow appeared in his palm.

Wen Yuan shook his hand and said happily: "That's great!"

Finally, there is improvement. According to this trend, it is only a matter of time before his cultivation recovers. It is worthwhile for him to work so hard for so many days.

Wen Yuan was so touched that the ancients' method of double cultivation really did not deceive me.

He said sincerely, "Qingqing, I will work harder in the future."

Zheqing: ...

It's dying.

Wen Yuan picked up Qing Li's invitation card and looked at it carefully, the bright red skin was imprinted in Wen Yuan's eyes, he looked at it motionless for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Until Zheqing called him: "Ah Yuan?"

Only then did Wen Yuan come to his senses, he put the invitation on the table and smiled at Zhe Qing, but he was thinking in his heart: sooner or later, the Three Realms will receive such a wedding invitation, it belongs to Wen Yuan and Zhe Qing Qing's.

Wen Yuan made new clothes for him and Zhe Qing.Zheqing's gown is moon-white, the cuffs and collar are embroidered with complicated patterns of gold thread, and the material is also carefully selected by Wen Yuan. His own is similar to Zheqing's, but it is Xuan Colored, the two fit together very well.

The polished copper mirror reflected the figures of two people, Wen Yuan picked up the mahogany comb, and was about to tie Zheqing's hair.

The soft long hair fell on the palm, and there was still a vague fragrance after bathing on it. Wen Yuan gently lifted a strand and combed it bit by bit.

The silver hairpin was fixed, Wen Yuan looked at Zheqing in the bronze mirror, lost his eyes for a moment, and said involuntarily: "Qingqing...you are so pretty."

"Do you think we look like a couple in the mortal world now?"

In the morning, the husband combs his wife's hair, which is ordinary and warm.

Zheqing lowered her head, did not answer his words, but quietly held Wen Yuan's hand underneath.