A Sick Beauty Daoist Couple Dressed as a Villain

Hearing Shen Qingtang's slightly hoarse, trembling but extraordinarily firm voice, Ye Chen showed a little bit of emotion, but soon he closed his eyes and continued to give Shen Qingtang alms.

At this moment, the expressions of several elders waiting outside the house were a little strange.

Cui Yongsi stood quietly, with his long eyebrows slightly frowned, staring at the closed door.

On the other hand, Gong Fuyu paced back and forth in the courtyard a few times anxiously, going to the door to listen to the movement, but she didn't dare to put her hand on the door for fear of disturbing the inside.

Li Changfeng also pursed his thin lips into a line, with a very serious expression.

This time, it was obviously a bit too long.

If it wasn't for Shen Qingtang himself asking for a longer initiation time, then something went wrong.

But at this time, no one knew what was going on inside, and no one dared to go in.

Suddenly, Gong Fuyu realized something, looked around and frowned and said, "Where's Qin Yi? Qingtang is suffering inside. If he's not waiting here, where did he go?"

Cui Yongsi didn't know where Qin Yi had gone, but he didn't really care about it, so he said at this moment: "Don't mind your own business, just keep an eye on it."

Gong Fuyu's expression was a little annoyed, feeling that Shen Qingtang's infatuation had made a mistake, and there was a soft squeak from the opposite side.

This soft sound resounded, Gong Fuyu and the others raised their heads almost at the same time, and looked in front of the door.

Ye Chen, whose face was slightly pale, came out. At this moment, the reddish sunset fell on Ye Chen, elongating his white figure and making him a bit taller.

At the same time, the three pairs of eyes immediately focused on Ye Chen.

However, all that was hidden in his line of sight was the anxiety of inquiry.

Facing the sunlight, Ye Chen was slightly startled, then he stretched out his hand to wipe the dripping sweat from his forehead, heaved a long sigh of relief, and said with a smile to the three of them, "It's going well, I've reached the seventh level of Qi training in one session."

As soon as these words were uttered, not to mention Gong Fuyu, even Li Changfeng, who was always indifferent to emotions, suddenly relaxed a lot, and his eyes brightened.

Just when the three of them were about to go in and have a look, a black figure appeared out of nowhere, holding a food box in his hand, and walked in quickly.

It was Qin Yi.

Seeing Qin Yi enter the door, Gong Fuyu was dumbfounded for a moment, and couldn't help muttering: "This kid wasn't there just now, where did he come from now?"

Saying that, Gong Fuyu couldn't help but want to step forward and go in to see Shen Qingtang's situation.

But Ye Chen stopped him.

At this time, Ye Chen showed a mysterious smile on his pale face, and gave a little hint inside.

Gong Fuyu glanced at it, and saw Qin Yi carrying the food box, quickly turned to the screen, carefully lowered his head and sat down, and gently stretched out his hand towards the screen.

After a while, a snow-white and soft hand stretched out from the screen, and slowly placed it on the back of Qin Yi's hand.

Like silent comfort.

Then, for the first time, Gong Fuyu saw Qin Yi's thin lips under the mask quietly outline a slight distressed but unusually relieved smile.

Gong Fuyu was stunned for a long time, then sighed silently, and retreated.

Cui Yongsi and Li Changfeng naturally also saw this scene, and they both retreated in unison.

Ye Chen closed the door smoothly.

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Light smoke lingers, and the calming aroma slowly diffuses in the room.

Qin Yi embraced the fragile body that was as light as thin smoke in his arms, feeling distressed and helpless, but somehow relieved.

Shen Qingtang's temples were drenched, his pale face had almost lost any color, his thin lips were pursed, and his long eyelashes were quietly drooping, just nestling in Qin Yi's arms so fragilely, slowly absorbing some of his own warmth and tranquility.

At this time, Qin Yi slowly stretched out his hand, caressing Shen Qingtang's wet side face, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he broke into the room just now——

There was no light in the room, but he could still see countless green vines stretching all over the room, almost covering the sky.

At that time Qin Yi's heart sank, and he rushed to the screen immediately.

But at this moment, Shen Qingtang's low and trembling voice suddenly sounded quietly.

"Lan Ting...don't come here yet."

Qin Yi's steps suddenly stopped, and his heart couldn't help but drop.

But in the next moment, he heard a weak laughter from behind the screen, and then, Shen Qingtang tried his best to use the softest voice: "I don't look good now... just wait for me..."

"Wait until I put away all the vines, okay?"

Qin Yi closed his eyes, suppressed the soreness in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

The emerald green vines gradually retracted rustlingly, the light of the night pearl in the room gradually shone, and the whole room began to brighten again.

There was light projected on the screen, casting a clear shadow, Qin Yi seemed to see something like a tree trunk turn into a human hand for a moment.

The slender and beautiful hand was familiar to him.

In the house, it slowly became quiet.

Qin Yi came back to his senses little by little, and then he did not show the slightest surprise or fear or disgust, but walked forward slowly with unusually gentle steps.

Putting down the food box in his palm, he gently stretched out his hand behind the screen.

"Are you ready?"

Not long after, a soft white hand slowly stretched out and rested on the back of his hand.

Qin Yi pursed his lips, subconsciously pulled slightly harder.

Then, a scented cloud came towards him, snow-white and soft, just like that, it fell into his arms.

Qin Yi slowly closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to gently caress the thin and thin back through the soaked outer clothes, and said in a low voice: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

It's been a long time.

"Um……"

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Shen Qingtang fell asleep in Qin Yi's arms for more than an hour.

And for more than an hour, Qin Yi maintained this posture, even though his arms were already numb, sore, swollen, painful, and numb, and he repeated this cycle several times, he did not move at all.

Finally, the soft body in his arms trembled slightly.

Qin Yi quickly lowered his head, and saw a pair of slender eyelashes lift up tremblingly little by little.

At that moment, Qin Yi subconsciously let out a breath, not knowing how to describe his mood at the moment.

A pair of weak clear water eyes opened, the black jade filled with confused water vapor, extremely gentle, the moment it touched Qin Yi's eyes, a shallow smile like a pool of spring water quickly burst out.

This pair of beautiful eyes just looked at Qin Yi lightly for a moment, and Qin Yi felt that his whole body had melted away.

His Adam's apple twitched slightly, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he hugged the person in his arms tightly uncontrollably.

As if it was his own life.

Shen Qingtang also let him hold her.

After a while, a soft hand gently patted Qin Yi's back.

"Lan Ting, I'm thirsty."

Qin Yi suddenly came back to his senses, looked away in embarrassment, and then said in a hoarse voice: "There are glutinous rice balls made with wine, but they are already cold."

Shen Qingtang's lips slightly raised a little dimple: "It's okay, I'll drink some moisturizer."

Qin Yi was silent for a moment, then he stretched out his hand and pulled over the food box beside him.

Open the lid of the food box, there are two layers inside, one layer is rice balls with fermented glutinous rice, and the other layer is a plate of pastries and a plate of candied fruit.

Shen Qingtang watched from a distance, a slight smile appeared on his pale face, at this moment he coughed twice, then said in a hoarse voice: "It's all my favorite food, Lan Ting has a heart."

Qin Yi didn't speak, but just picked up the bowl of glutinous rice balls that were already cold.

He took a sip himself, feeling that it was really cold, and couldn't help hesitating.

Shen Qingtang said helplessly, "It's just a little cold, I'm not that delicate yet."

Moreover, the stretched meridians all over his body are burning hot and uncomfortable, and he really wants to drink something cold to feel comfortable.

Only this point, Shen Qingtang did not say it.

Listening to Shen Qingtang's urging, Qin Yi was silent for a while, and suddenly his eyes moved, and a ball of red light flashed in his palm.

Gradually, the bowl in Qin Yi's palm began to turn red, and the fermented rice in the bowl also began to steam.

Not long after, the red light in Qin Yi's palm faded, and the wine and glutinous rice balls in the bowl were already warm.

At this time, he took the spoon seriously, took a spoonful, and handed it to Shen Qingtang: "Come."

Shen Qingtang just watched Qin Yi's operation, and simply didn't know what to say.

But at this time, Qin Yi had already fed him, so Shen Qingtang didn't say anything, just smiled silently, lowered his eyes, and drank the fermented rice in the spoon.

Qin Yi took another spoonful.

Shen Qingtang continued to drink.

When Shen Qingtang finally couldn't drink anymore, Qin Yi drank the rest of the bowl in one gulp, then took out a handkerchief, and carefully wiped off the water stains on Shen Qingtang's lips.

Shen Qingtang just quietly looked at Qin Yi with those weak and bright eyes.

Suddenly, he had a bad idea, so he took a bite, which happened to bite on the finger that Qin Yi was wiping with a handkerchief for him.

Qin Yi: ...

Qin Yizheng slowly withdrew his hand helplessly, trying to tell Shen Qingtang to stop making trouble, but when he raised his head suddenly, he met Shen Qingtang's flowing eyes with a mysterious smile.

After a moment of silence, Qin Yi realized something.

There is a gentle atmosphere rising with the light smoke.

I don't know who took the initiative first, the breathing of the two is getting closer and closer.

Shen Qingtang's long eyelashes trembled, and a slightly dry lip was attached to her soft and thin lips.

Qin Yi's hand clasped around his waist slowly tightened a little.

A pair of snow-white arms slowly embraced Qin Yi's neck, and the breaths of the two gradually intertwined and became hot.

Between the lips and teeth, there is the sweet taste of fermented rice, with a faint floral fragrance.

Shen Qingtang's lips are soft, sweet, and like jade, smooth and smooth.

Qin Yi's breathing gradually became hot.

The emotions that were suppressed in his heart were gradually released by him.

He kissed Shen Qingtang with a little force unconsciously, with a hint of plundering and aggression.

He really didn't want Shen Qingtang to suffer, but he couldn't help wanting to keep him closer and closer to him.

It's best to be in his eyes all the time, in his arms, hard to fly, just fine...