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"Who said it wasn't? If it wasn't for Fellow Daoist Qinglian, none of us would have seen that Elder Ji was so jealous."

"It's terrible, it's terrible. Fellow Daoist Qinglian will suffer in the future."

"But have you ever heard that Elder Ji called Fellow Daoist Qinglian? Zhuang Ziqiu? Is that the real name of Fellow Daoist Qinglian?"

In Ji Qingning's residence, Zhuang Qiu patted his head in embarrassment.

"Junior Brother Ji, did I say the wrong thing again just now? Don't take it to heart, I'm stupid, I don't mean anything else, don't get angry with senior brother."

"Brother." Ji Qingning looked at Zhuang Qiu with red eyes.

Zhuang Qiu's heart melted at the sight.

This is what he likes. If he is tough, he will only be disgusted, but if he is soft, he will not be able to say anything cruel.

Looking into Ji Qingning's eyes, Zhuang Qiu felt that he was a big jerk.

"Senior brother, don't cry, you tell the senior brother, what is wrong with the senior brother, and the senior brother will definitely correct it in the future."

"Really?" Ji Qingning's eyes were filled with tears, but they didn't fall, looking at her so pitifully.

"Really." Zhuang Qiu nodded without any hesitation.

"Then brother, put your fingerprint on this piece of paper."

"what?"

Zhuang Qiu watched Ji Qingning take out a piece of paper as if juggling, and looked up, the tears in Ji Qingning's eyes disappeared.

He looked down at what was written on the piece of paper in a daze.

On paper, there are rules and regulations restricting him.

[-]. Unless necessary, do not take the initiative to talk to other monks.

[-]. Unless it is necessary, other people should respond perfunctorily when talking to others, and should not be active and enthusiastic.

[-]. It is not allowed to call other people junior fellow apprentices or senior fellow apprentices.

Fourth, do not do bad things outside of Ji Qingning's sight.

Fifth, don't speak ill of Ji Qingning.

Looking at these lines, Zhuang Qiu could only think of four words: It has been planned for a long time.

"Junior brother, this contract is too strong. Could it be that I can't talk to others in the future?"

"If it's not an important thing, is it necessary to talk to others?"

"Ji Qingning, you are changing the concept secretly."

"Brother, do you not like me?"

Zhuang Qiu was so angry that he patted the table and said, "Ji Qingning! Is it not obvious enough? I don't like you, or you don't like me. Why do you want me to sign this? You want to sever my relationship ."

Ji Qingning's eyes were red again, and he tugged Zhuang Qiu's sleeve carefully.

"Brother, I just don't like you talking to others, I feel uncomfortable."

"Can I only talk to you alone? Then what am I doing alive? Just die."

Hearing the word death, Ji Qingning's complexion suddenly turned pale, and his hand that was holding Zhuang Qiu's sleeve was also exerting force.

"Brother, I don't want to hear the word death, can I not say it in the future." Ji Qingning begged.

Zhuang Qiu looked at Ji Qingning's face and heaved a long sigh.

He sat on the chair, rubbed his brows and asked, "Qingning, what on earth do you want to do? Senior brother is a little tired. It's really too difficult to guess your thoughts."

Ji Qingning paused for a while, then suddenly straddled Zhuang Qiu's lap.

Zhuang Qiu:!

Ji Qingning rubbed against Zhuang Qiu, sat forward, and kept her thigh resting on Zhuang Qiu's waist.

"Qingning!? Have something to say!"

"Brother still doesn't understand?" Ji Qingning's eyes were full of grievances.

Zhuang Qiu's head buzzed.

"Qing Ning, Senior Brother is a fool. I'm always being sentimental and self-righteous. If you like Master, don't treat Senior Brother like this, okay?"

Last time in the hot spring, Ji Qingning did the same.

Innocent, yet seducing him everywhere.

Zhuang Qiu also thought about it afterwards, whether Ji Qingning really didn't know what he was doing.

But Zhuang Qiu didn't dare to think that Ji Qingning liked her.

It is an extravagant hope to be happy with each other, and wishful thinking is the normal state in relationships.

For Zhuang Qiu, liking means treating him well and taking care of him everywhere.

But scolding him, targeting him, and not letting him get along with others is to hate him.

Human feelings are not so simple, but Zhuang Qiu's feelings are so simple.

Otherwise, he won't be able to survive, and he will be trapped in an endless cycle where Ji Qingning likes him and forgets him.

"Ji Qingning, I don't understand, I really don't understand, please, stop playing with senior brother, okay?"

Ji Qingning held Zhuang Qiu's face in both hands, and he kissed Zhuang Qiu's lips like a dragonfly.

The instant kiss made Zhuang Qiu stunned.

He stared blankly at Ji Qingning, and Ji Qingning also looked at him.

"Senior brother, I am over 100 years old. In the 100 years after your death, I like you far more than you imagined."

Zhuang Qiu closed his eyes and opened them again, and 100 years passed like this.

But for Ji Qingning, it was 100 years of living with guilt and nostalgia and living a life that was worse than death.

He has survived these 100 years, and he never thought that his love would be less than Zhuang Qiu's.

During the days and nights that accompanied Zhuang Qiu's corpse, he always thought that it would be great if he was the one who died, so that the brother would miss him forever.

He knew that the senior brother didn't really die, he was still waiting for him, so Ji Qingning survived year after year, and then when he went to the Demon Realm to seek peace, he saw that skeleton.

"You, what did you say?" Zhuang Qiu stared at Ji Qingning with wide eyes.

"I said, I love you." Ji Qingning bent down and kissed, but this time it was not a casual one, but aggressive.

He was extremely restrained, but in the restrained love, the kiss still seemed a bit rough.

Zhuang Qiu felt that Ji Qingning didn't seem to be kissing him, but he seemed to want to eat himself into it.

The love that Ji Qingning suppressed for a hundred years before declaring it out of his mouth was like a surging tide.Zhuang Qiu felt that he was like a boat on the sea, following the ups and downs of the tide, he would fall into the bottom of the sea if he was not careful.

Dangerous, but exciting.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhuang Qiu began to respond enthusiastically to him.

With a bang, both of them fell off the chair, Zhuang Qiu's butt fell to the ground, and Ji Qingning put his hands on the back of his head.

This accident did not interrupt Ji Qingning, he reached out to take off Zhuang Qiu's clothes, and Zhuang Qiu also went to undo Ji Qingning's girdle.

Until Ji Qingning wanted to touch Zhuang Qiu's back, Zhuang Qiu suddenly woke up.

He grabbed Ji Qingning's wrist, and Ji Qingning looked at him fascinated.

"Senior brother... can you let senior brother come."

"But I'm afraid of pain." Ji Qingning looked at him pitifully.

"Senior Brother will be very gentle. If you feel pain, you can hit Senior Brother. Senior Brother will never fight back."

"Brother, can't you let me come?" Ji Qingning saw that it was impossible to pretend to be pitiful, and started calling his brother again.

Zhuang Qiu lowered his head and frowned.

He is not a demon, and he has never been treated by anyone. This should be the first time.

His resistance was far greater than Ji Qingning imagined.

Seeing that Zhuang Qiu was lost in thought, Ji Qingning rubbed against him again, kissed Zhuang Qiu's face hard, and made another red mark on his neck.

Zhuang Qiu suddenly stepped back a little.

"Brother, wait a little longer, Brother Rong think about it again, and give you an answer after thinking about it."

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Qiu grabbed the clothes on the ground, put them on indiscriminately, and ran out while wearing them.

Ji Qingning didn't get angry, on the contrary, he showed a smile.

Don't be too impatient when fishing. If the fish struggles too hard when biting the hook, you have to let go of the line.Waiting for the fish to get tired of struggling before retrieving the line will have an unexpected effect.

The disheveled Zhuang Qiu ran out hastily.

Before he had time to think about what happened just now, Qing Xin walked towards him. He pointed at Zhuang Qiu's neck in surprise and said, "Fellow Daoist Qinglian, are there mosquitoes on this flying boat?"

Of course Qingxin is pretending to be stupid, they are monks, and mosquitoes can't get close to their body-protecting aura, Zhuang Qiu's appearance is obviously just finished.

——It doesn't have to be just finished, it may be half finished, this Fellow Daoist Qinglian looks panicked, it doesn't seem to have finished everything, if that's the case, it should be a look of satisfaction.

Zhuang Qiu fastened the girdle of his clothes, covered his neck with his hand and said, "Maybe it is, I don't know too well."

In fact, he was thinking: What exactly does Ji Qingning want to do? Isn't the kiss here for everyone to find out? !

However, at that time Zhuang Qiu was still struggling and had no time to deal with him.

Saying goodbye to Qingxin, Zhuang Qiu ran back to his place of residence.

They don't have a place to sleep. In a sense, monks don't need real sleep. Sleep is a way to restore mental power, but if you don't consume mental power and keep nourishing your mind, you can't sleep without sleep for a month. Can.

But people's talking, eating, and practicing all consume mental power, so they need to sleep to replenish mental power.

The Taixuan Sword Sect has a way to conceive and nourish spiritual power, so they don't need to sleep on the way to Wuhua Mountain.

Even when Zhuang Qiu returned to his residence, there were still a lot of people, which made him even more upset, so he came to the deck of the Shenzhou boat, where the strong wind hit the defensive formation of the spirit boat.

There was no one here, so he finally calmed down.

It can't be considered completely quiet, because in his mind, the two villains are already arguing.

He likes Ji Qingning, there is no doubt about it, when he saw Ji Qingning, he wanted to touch him, kiss him, some of the most primitive impulses.

But Zhuang Qiu also has the dignity of a man of status. Apart from liking Ji Qingning, he should be regarded as a normal man, and a normal man must have no problem in output, but if he accepts it, then there is a problem .

Zhuang Qiu's thoughts were a bit messy, he recited the meditation formula silently, he wanted to keep his emotions from turbulent, he needed a little reason to solve the matter in front of him.

In a blink of an eye, more than half of the journey has passed, and Wuhua Mountain is almost here.

Ji Qingning never forced Zhuang Qiu, and he didn't even hint at it. He was just the same as usual, as if nothing had happened. Occasionally he would invite Zhuang Qiu to drink tea, and he would still smile politely at him, and would still Call him brother.

Sometimes Zhuang Qiu couldn't help but want to ask him.

What the hell are you thinking?Isn't that a big deal to you?