Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

Xi Feiluan never drank alcohol since childhood.

There is a cafeteria in the door for the disciples who can't get bigu, but they only provide some ordinary stir-fried and pasta, and there is no drink, so he thought that Meng Xiangyang would automatically give up the idea of ​​"buying him a drink" when he arrived at the cafeteria .

It's time to order, there is not much food left in the cafeteria, Xi Feiluan is sitting at the table, watching Meng Xiangyang strolling to the back kitchen to ask the master in charge of hot dishes, not long after, the food is on the table, followed by the food Served on the table together...is a jar of daughter red with fresh soil on the seal.

Xi Feiluan: "..."

After living for 120 years, he knew for the first time that there was alcohol in the cafeteria.

Meng Xiangyang put two large bowls on the table, and gave Xi Feiluan a look of "Don't worry, there is someone behind me": "Tonight, we brothers and sisters will not go home until we are drunk!"

"...There is morning class tomorrow."

"Oh, don't worry, I'll wake up early from the wine tomorrow morning, junior brother, you're afraid you may have slept through it, it's okay, senior brother will call you at your room on time tomorrow morning!" Meng Xiangyang assured, patting his chest.

"..."

The aged seal was opened, and the aroma of the wine overflowed, attracting a few scattered disciples to look here frequently. Meng Xiangyang picked up the wine jar, poured two big bowls, and then put one of the bowls in front of Xi Feiluan: " Come! Junior brother, drink!"

The mellow wine splashed out with the shaking, Xi Feiluan paused: "I think it's still..."

"Drink, junior brother, if you don't drink, you won't give me face! How can you not drink some wine to cheer you up on the big day?"

"..."

Half an hour later, in Fu Hua Hall.

The gate of the main hall was dodged, and Yu Sheng, who was writing at the desk, paused.

A strong smell of alcohol rushed in immediately.

The person who came was Meng Chaoxing. He was carrying one on his shoulder and another under his arm. He walked in with a snort and went around a few times before finding Yu Sheng who was working in the back room. He loosened his arms and Meng Xiangyang slid down and lay on his stomach. The carpet didn't move, and just as Yu Sheng got up, he threw Xi Feiluan, who was on his shoulders, into Yu Sheng's arms. Yu Sheng hugged him quickly, and the smell of alcohol made him frown.

Meng Chaoxing said angrily, "Here! Your two good disciples!"

Yu Sheng frowned and stared at Xi Feiluan in his arms. Xi Feiluan closed his eyes, breathed evenly, his complexion was not even a little red, and he didn't look like he was drunk at all: "What are they doing?"

"I didn't know, I picked it up in the cafeteria!" Meng Chaoxing was about to wave his hand to leave when he accidentally kicked Meng Xiangyang who had just been thrown on the carpet with his feet. Yu Shengguang stared at the disciple in his arms, a little surprised: "You still snatched him from me when you were recruiting disciples today, and it's only been three hours now, and you like buy one get one free again?"

"Like..." Yu Sheng chewed these two words, and suddenly smiled when he raised his eyes: "How could it be like?"

"..." Meng Chaoxing got a little hairy from his eyes, and thought that this man was hysterical again: "Whatever you love, I'll send you back, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Meng Chaoxing left in a hurry, Yu Sheng lowered his eyes, and looked at the sleeping face of the person in his arms again by the light in the hall.

How could it be... like it?

Xi Feiluan was hugged by him, with his hands neatly placed between his waist and abdomen, and on his half-exposed right wrist, a light red circle emerged from under the skin, and then disappeared without a trace.

This is a small technique of the Yaozu, which Yu Sheng once learned in the Cangdian Pavilion.

Although the spell is small, its effect is extremely obvious. Planting this spell on the body of the caster can form a one-way connection with the caster, so as to know the precise location of the caster.

Yu Sheng found an opportunity to plant this one day when Xi Feiluan suddenly had a high fever and fell into a coma in the village. , Within three hours of planting it, there will be a very conspicuous red line on the wrist.

This technique is called Zhu Sitang, and it was originally invented by some kind of demon clan to deal with a passionate sweetheart. As long as the red line fades, even Da Luo Jinxian can't detect this technique.

There are too many secrets about Xi Feiluan. Yu Sheng originally wanted to use this to find the location of Moshou Palace, which is rumored to be an important place of demons.

If it was for stealing the sword last time, what was it for this time?Yu Sheng's drooping eyelids added a bit of confusion.

Coming here again and again, wearing a fake face again and again...

Yu Sheng's fingertips gently rubbed against Xi Feiluan's ear.

Is it because of nostalgia?

Xi Feiluan in his sleep seemed to be itchy, and he frowned slightly and moved away from his hand.

Yu Sheng had an answer in his mind: a demon clan, and a demon leader, how could he care about old love?

There must be some conspiracy...

Yu Sheng subconsciously exerted force on his hands again, snapped Xi Feiluan's head back, his eyes suddenly turned sharp.

Brother, when will you be able to show your fangs like a real demon?

At that time, I can put my hand on your neck with peace of mind, and settle these entanglements without any burden...

Xi Feiluan in his sleep seemed to be even more uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand unconsciously, grabbed the skirt of Yu Sheng's chest, then shrank back, nestled into his arms, and fell asleep again.

Yu Sheng suddenly stiffened and remained motionless.

——Always pretend to be so well-behaved, so that you can't find fault, what on earth do you want to do?

Yu Sheng's heart throbbed suddenly, blood red flashed in his eyes, he staggered a step, glanced at Xi Feiluan in his arms, and was about to throw him on the ground, when someone grabbed the hem of his trousers.

Yu Sheng lowered his head, Meng Xiangyang was lying on his back on the carpet, his whole body was in the shape of a big character, he was grabbing him with one hand, flailing wildly with the other, he kept mumbling with his eyes closed: "Junior brother... drink... drink..."

"..." Yu Sheng suddenly didn't want Xi Feiluan to lie on the ground with him for the night, so he lifted his foot with difficulty to shake off Meng Xiangyang, and walked to the bed.

Just as he threw him on the couch, Meng Xiangyang rolled over on the carpet again, entangled his legs like an octopus, Yu Sheng kicked him away indifferently, his waist suddenly tightened, and he lowered his head However, Xi Feiluan rolled to the side of the couch unconsciously, and hugged him, as if treating him as a source of warmth.

The loose collar was pulled by the movement, and the line of the collarbone was faintly visible. With a thought, Yu Sheng stretched out his hand and pulled off his collar, revealing a dazzlingly fair skin. Yu Sheng pressed his shoulders and pulled the clothes back to his chest the following.

Although Xi Feiluan looks thin, he still has a thin layer of muscles on his body, but his skin is fairer than a woman's, which always makes him look thinner than he actually is, and on his upper arm, there is a piece of flesh that is close to the length of an adult's palm. The scar suddenly appeared in Yu Sheng's field of vision.

The mottled, uneven scars imprinted on the jade-white skin made Yu Sheng's eyes tremble bit by bit, and there was a trace of panic.

The sharp pain suddenly pierced into the brain, and it seemed that something was missing in the mind, and it seemed that there was something more, Yu Sheng covered his head with one hand, his eyes were puzzled, and he was stuck on the scar.

——It was a burn from being touched by the tongue of fire.

Senior brother with almost perfect skin will also have this kind of scars on his body.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll pull you out right now..." A crisp, fuzzy voice came out of thousands of chaotic memories.

Yu Sheng raised his head, as if he had returned to the black and red sea of ​​flames.

There is a light that is constantly expanding in front of him, and the hands are stretched out to him, converging with the light, a kind of reassuring power is continuously transmitted from those hands.

The young Yu Sheng grabbed those hands and plunged into the light without hesitation.

Perhaps he was trembling unceasingly, and the hand fell lightly and softly on his back, and Yu Sheng heard a gentle voice: "Okay, okay, don't be afraid."

Who is it, who is willing to work hard to save a child like him who no one cares about?

He tried to raise his head, trying to see the man's face clearly.

However, what was reflected in his pupils was the raging flames. He saw the burnt roof beams smashing towards him with sparks, and the scorching breath hit his face. He closed his eyes.

He heard a muffled grunt, and when he regained consciousness, he was already hugged tightly in his arms.

"I'm a fairy, it doesn't matter." He heard the voice say.

"It's okay..." Yu Sheng blinked, and the scene in front of him gradually recovered. He looked down at Xi Feiluan who had rolled to the other corner of the bed, and muttered to himself.

The cock crowed three times, the sky turned pale, and Xi Feiluan woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, a slow dull pain immediately poured into his brain, Xi Feiluan raised his hand to cover his head that was about to explode, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

where is this?

He looked at the completely unfamiliar bed, and there was a hint of familiarity in the strangeness.

Cyan bed curtains, light golden patterns... Isn't this the master's room?Xi Feiluan suddenly sat up.

"woke up?"

A voice suddenly came out from the side, Xi Feiluan shuddered again, turned his head slowly, and saw Yu Sheng sitting in front of the desk in the dormitory, looking at him with a pair of dark eyes.

"Why... are you here?" Panicked, Xi Feiluan couldn't care less about his attitude.

Yu Sheng raised her eyebrows, her tone was much lighter than yesterday, as if she had returned to the familiar look of Xi Feiluan: "This is the master's dormitory, if the master is not here, where should it be?"

Xi Feiluan couldn't speak, was stunned for a moment, and said without thinking: "Then why are you sitting there?"

"..." Yu Sheng looked at him: "Because you occupied the teacher's bed."

"Oh..." Xi Feiluan's eyes were blank, and he sat there for a long time. His memory seemed to be broken. He seemed to be dragged to choose a weapon, then dragged to eat, and then...

Oh, he was poured a big bowl of 13-year-old daughter red by Meng Xiangyang in the cafeteria.

But why did he run into the junior brother's bedroom?

After thinking about it, he remembered that Yu Sheng was still beside him, and then, intermittent, thunderous snoring suddenly sounded in the room.Xi Feiluan lay on the side of the bed and looked down, while Meng Xiangyang lay face down on the floor for some reason, sleeping soundly.

"Go to morning class, remember to get him away." Yu Sheng picked up the brush and dipped it in the ink, ignoring the two of them.

"Oh..." Xi Feiluan slowly lifted off the quilt, and touched Guangjie's chest.

A smooth chest...?

Xi Feiluan lowered his head, looked at his clothes with the neckline open, and was stunned for a long time.

Ripped off?Xi Feiluan felt that she had always slept well.

Suddenly coughed twice over there, and Yu Sheng saw this side for some reason, and raised his head again: "You sleep very dishonestly."

"Oh..." Xi Feiluan slowly closed his clothes and got out of bed. Seeing that Meng Xiangyang was still lying there snoring, he knelt down and patted Meng Xiangyang's side face lightly: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother."

Meng Xiangyang snored even louder.

"..." Xi Feiluan didn't want to stay under Yu Sheng's nose for a quarter of an hour. He had no choice but to drag Meng Xiangyang's collar and drag him out, all the way to the outside of the hall. Shivering, finally woke up.

He stared blankly at the eaves of the main hall above his head, like Xi Feiluan, his mind had already been broken.

Xi Feiluan glanced at the sundial in the courtyard, it was less than a quarter of an hour before morning class, he hurriedly pulled Meng Xiangyang up: "Hurry up and change clothes, we're going to be late."

In the hall, Yu Sheng put down his pen and looked at the messy bed.

A simple wooden hairpin reclined in the middle of the bed.

Yu Sheng walked over, picked up the raw wooden hairpin, and narrowed his eyes slightly.