Xianjun, please calm down

Reverend Liufeng smiled lowly, with a fire in his eyes that Reverend Qingyang could not understand, he tentatively took another step forward, so close that he could hear and breathe with Reverend Qingyang.

Master Qingyang's eyelashes trembled slightly, but did not move.

Reverend Liufeng moved a little closer, and the two of them pressed their chests together. Reverend Qingyang breathed a little faster, tilted his head slightly, and looked down at the face of Reverend Liufeng who was close at hand. From his angle, he could only see A smooth and delicate side face, and slightly raised eye ends.

Reverend Liufeng approached Reverend Qingyang little by little at an extremely slow speed. Seeing that he didn't push himself out and didn't draw his sword, he slowly raised his arms and loosely encircled Reverend Qingyang's back, his chin lightened. Carrying it on the shoulders of Master Qingyang, he sighed inaudibly: "Xiao Yuan, you shouldn't have come out. If you are like this, I will die."

Master Qingyang was suffocated, and his heart beat faster and faster. He opened his mouth and said softly, "Why do you want to give up?"

Master Liufeng laughed lowly, and said softly, "I thought, everything was just my wishful thinking, and you won't want to see me in the future."

Master Qingyang frowned and said, "Why do you think so?"

Master Liufeng sighed again, and after a moment of silence, he whispered, "Didn't your attitude become obvious that morning?"

Master Qingyang was shocked, pulled him out of his arms, and said in a deep voice, "What happened that morning?"

Master Liufeng's long eyelashes drooped, he turned his face away, and refused to look at Master Qingyang, and said softly: "You were drunk that day, and you held me back...I was very happy, but the next morning , but you flatly deny it, your attitude...can't be more obvious."

Master Qingyang made a "boom" sound in his head, and he thought sure enough, that night he didn't just drag Master Liufeng to bed and lay down for a while, but he didn't feel any discomfort the next day, it was because Master Liufeng was given by him...

His face was burning like a head on fire, and he felt that the breath he exhaled was hot, and the hand that was holding onto the arm of Master Liufeng seemed to be holding a piece of iron, but he didn't let go.

After struggling for a long time, he said hoarsely, "I...don't remember."

Master Liufeng turned his eyes back and looked at him quietly.

Master Qingyang didn't dare to look at him, he was very guilty like a thief.

After a while, Master Liufeng took a step back, smiled and said: "I was joking with you, did I fool you?"

Master Qingyang felt anxious, grabbed him, and explained: "I really don't remember, it's not repentance."

Master Liufeng pursed the corners of his lower lips, and said, "You said yourself that you are still insane, but now you say you don't remember, what should you believe?" He smiled and said, "I'm not a big girl, I won't chase after you to marry me, so why do you lie to me? You were drunk and made...a small mistake, and you don't want to mention it, and you don't want to destroy the brotherhood between us. I can understand it, and I can return it. Go to Yunge, lest you feel embarrassed, we will still be brothers when we meet again, I..."

Master Qingyang became more and more uncomfortable as he listened, a feeling of distress rolled in his heart, he pulled Master Liufeng back into his arms with his hands, pressed his back firmly, and said almost touching the tip of his nose: "No! I really only remember half of it, and when I got back to my room, I didn't remember anything, I thought I fell asleep."

Master Liufeng frowned slightly, as if trying to tell the truth of his words.

Master Qingyang said anxiously: "It's true, I only remember half of it, we really..."

Master Liufeng turned his head slightly, his jade-white side face showed a faint blush in the morning light, which added a touch of color to his already slightly thick eyebrows.

Master Qingyang couldn't help but feel dizzy for a moment, he pressed his hand on Master Liufeng's back hard, leaned forward slightly, and pressed his lips against the corners of Master Liufeng's.

There was a soft touch, and there was a loud bang in his head, lightning and thunder.

Master Liufeng's eyes widened, and when he turned his head back, the lips of the two were firmly pressed together.

The two stared at each other's face with four eyes that couldn't be closer. It was unknown who moved first, or the two opened their lips at the same time, crazily trying to snatch each other's breath.

They stretched out their hands to clasp each other's back of the head, eagerly and viciously, as if they were going to eat each other up, their breathing was as heavy as a cow's panting, and the free hand still pressed on each other's back with all their strength. Holding it in my arms, as if I want to embed the other party into my body.

After a long time, they finally let go of each other panting heavily, calming down their breathing and feverish minds, Master Qingyang stared at the cloth on the shoulder of Master Liufeng for a long time, then licked his lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "You bite me .”

Master Liufeng turned his gaze back, and sure enough, he saw a trace of blood on his lower lip, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry."

He raised his hand and gently wiped Qingyang Master's lips with his thumb, and said again: "Why don't you bite it back?"

Unexpectedly, Reverend Qingyang raised his head abruptly, stared at Reverend Liufeng's extraordinarily bright lips with burning eyes and said, "Okay."

He took a step closer, and gnawed on Master Liufeng's lips.

Reverend Liufeng was hit hard by him, and he couldn't help taking two steps back. Reverend Qingyang pressed on step by step, until the back of Reverend Liufeng hit a tree and he couldn't retreat, finally stopped.

After another "fight", Master Qingyang put one hand on Master Liufeng's waist, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm going to travel."

Master Liufeng leaned against the tree, gasped slightly and said, "Then let's go."

Master Qingyang looked at his face and said: "When I went to invite Master to sit on the main peak, I told him that I wanted to find a Taoist companion to go back."

Master Liufeng also looked back at him and said, "Then did you find it?"

Master Qingyang said: "Almost, when my tour is over, will you come back to the sect with me?"

Master Liufeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "What about my Liuyun Pavilion?"

Master Qingyang pursed his lips, and said: "Master once said, if you don't come with me, I will knock you unconscious and carry you back. The old man will come to make peace in person, and Junior Brother Yu will also be there."

Master Liufeng laughed all of a sudden, and said with fear on his face: "There are two Mahayana cultivators from Guiyuanzong's sect, and I am a little Liuyun pavilion master, how dare I not follow? It's better not to work on the two venerables." , I will go with you myself."

Master Qingyang grabbed his wrist and said, "Then let's go."

Master Liufeng asked, "Where are you going?"

Daoist Qingyang summoned Feijian, pulled him up and said, "Didn't you say that Liuyun Pavilion has beautiful mountains and green waters? You have been a guest in my sect enough, let me go to your place to dominate."

Master Liufeng stood behind him, his peach-blossom pupils shone softly, and said softly: "Okay."