After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

At dawn, Qi Hua stood outside Sheng Zhao's door and wandered.

His body was covered with cold dew and ice, but he didn't use his spiritual power to remove it.

Qi Hua couldn't feel the cold, but felt that he couldn't hold back. For a moment, he wanted to push open the door of Sheng Zhao's room and wake up the young man who was still immersed in sleep.

The other party won't wake up immediately, they might look at him in a daze, then shrink back into the quilt in a dream, with red tides on the corners of their eyes and face, shrunk away from Qi Hua's cold fingertips.

Pushing him away a little coquettishly.

Sheng Zhao, who is unconscious, must be easy to speak, and can easily be tricked by Qi Hua into what he thinks.

Then wearily agreed to Qi Hua's request.

Qi Hua's lips curled up amused by the scene in his mind, and the honey-like sweetness entangled his whole heart.

He put his palm on the door, hesitated for a while, but felt relieved, and thought with some distress, that he should not wake him up.

When Sheng Zhao wakes up, they will have a good talk openly, and this time he will not be as aggressive as last night.

Besides... Qi Hua rubbed the space between her brows, there are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.

In a few days, the Qi family will be the head of the aristocratic family, representing the cultivation world to get in touch with Mozun's group of good students, and talk about the belongings of the materials in the cultivation world within the next hundred years.

Last time it was the Wuwang Immortal Venerable of Jianzong who was in charge, this time it was the Qi family's turn.

This is a tough battle, if it is fought well, he, Qi Hua, will be able to squeeze out Qi Shiren and immediately inherit the position of Patriarch.

Thinking of this, Qi Hua's eyebrows darkened. It stands to reason that he should be the one to make the decision this time, but that immortal Qi Shiren didn't want to delegate power, and insisted on taking over everything, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

Qi Hua's eyes were playful, so let's wait and see, the elders will choose him or Qi Shiren.

He turned around and left, and the attendants hurriedly opened their umbrellas to follow.

Sheng Zhao who was inside the door opened his eyes for a moment, Qi Hua thought the sound of his walking back and forth was very small, but in the end it woke up the light sleeper Sheng Zhao.

He sat up and pressed his temples to look at the door that was locked by him before going to bed.

There was no longer any delay, Sheng Zhao looked irritable, he wanted to have a good night's sleep.

Sheng Zhao sat for a long time before getting up to wash.

The maid heard the movement and lightly knocked on the door: "Mr. Sheng, are you up yet?"

Sheng Zhao opened the door and smiled: "Well, good morning sister."

The maid couldn't help but blushed, she nodded slightly and saluted: "Good day, young master, Second Young Master has been waiting for you for a while."

"Young master, should we eat first, or go to see the second young master?"

Sheng Zhao subconsciously looked towards the pavilion in the distance, there were several pavilions and pavilions in the middle, and from a distance from the lamp, there was only half a piece of white clothes sitting in the pavilion, pouring and drinking by itself.

With the good eyesight of a cultivator, Sheng Zhao could see at a glance that it was Qi Ren.

Thanks to the incident at the ghost ancestral hall, Sheng Zhao has already memorized Qi Ren by heart.

Sheng Zhaoyang smiled, a little pleasantly surprised: "I haven't seen Qi Ren for a long time, how about this, I'll go find him, and you go prepare breakfast."

"Prepare an extra table and chopsticks, I will eat with Qi Ren."

Qi Renben was playing with the teacup with lowered eyes, his complexion was a little pale, when he heard some movement suddenly, he saw a red dress running from a distance in the blink of an eye.

The red dress is particularly eye-catching in the silver-white snow, and the corners of the clothes are flying like a dancing red luan butterfly.

Until Sheng Zhao came in front of him, Qi Ren was still holding the white jade teacup and didn't recover.

Sheng Zhao bent down to look at him, smiling: "Qi Ren?"

The cup was filled with scalding hot water, and Qi Ren's fingertips were slightly red from the heat. He regained consciousness, stood up in a hurry, frowned, and personally swept off the snow flakes that fell all the way on his body for Sheng Zhao.

"Why don't you just ask Shi Cong to inform me, and remember to hold an umbrella next time, huh?"

Sheng Zhao didn't care much, his eyes were slightly curved, and they were as bright as falling stars: "Because I want to see Qi Ren soon."

Qi Ren paused slightly, and suddenly felt a little hot.

Sheng Zhao continued, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you a little."

He smiled with his face up, so beautiful that people couldn't hold his breath. Qi Ren was the only one with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes were bright, as if he didn't know how ambiguous these two sentences he said, and how attractive his actions were at this time. People daydream.

Before Qi Hua had time to say anything, Sheng Zhao spoke again: "You look so pale, you haven't come to see me these few days, is it because something happened? Or is it sick?"

Apologetically, he lowered his head slightly: "I'm sorry, I wanted to find you, but... Qi Hua won't let me go."

In just a few words, Qi Hua couldn't help feeling distressed and jealous. He felt sorry for the butterfly being imprisoned, but also hated Qi Hua for being able to own it.

He smiled slightly, and there was an imperceptible malice in his words: "I had a conflict with the young master a few days ago, and he punished me a little bit, so it's not your fault."

Sheng Zhao's expression froze, and he avoided it: "Well, let's have breakfast first."

Qi Ren held up an umbrella for Sheng Zhao, and the two walked in the snow, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

He knew the entanglement in Sheng Zhao's heart. When he couldn't bear it and wanted to speak out, Sheng Zhao finally made up his mind: "Is it because of that day...you took me to the ghost ancestral hall?"

Qi Ren didn't make a sound, which is equivalent to acquiescing.

Sheng Zhao was suddenly annoyed: "Why is he like this?! I'll go and tell him, you don't have to worry."

Qi Ren declined politely: "The young master must have animosity with the young master—"

Sheng Zhao interrupted: "I was the one who begged you, this matter happened because of me, I have to be responsible to you."

Sheng Zhao was angry, and the way he pursed his lips made Qi Ren want to pinch his soft white face, why is he so easy to deceive.

Qi Ren smiled: "Thank you so much, young master."

The attendants had already brought up the breakfast, covering a large table. Sheng Zhao ate something delicious and gave it to Qi Ren beside him, with natural movements and expressions.

It seems that I am used to sharing delicious things together.

Qi Ren couldn't help but move around again, he looked sideways at the attendant who was waiting to be summoned: "Go down first."

Sheng Zhao was startled: "Qi Ren?"

Qi Ren: "There are some things I want to tell you."

He came over: "The wall has ears, so don't move, my lord."

Sheng Zhao froze all over, and nodded helplessly: "Yes."

They were too close, their noses intermingled, and each other was only reflected in their pupils, as if they could kiss each other in the next moment.

It's as close as the ear-to-eye contact between Taoist couples.

It's more or less over the line.

But Qi Ren was still approaching, while asking embarrassing words: "Did the young master tell the young master that he likes you?"

Sheng Zhao was a little disgusted, and couldn't help but want to back away.

Qi Ren raised his hand to clasp the back of Sheng Zhao's neck, his movement was very light, but he didn't allow Sheng Zhao to continue to escape. He was wearing a long robe with wide sleeves, so he covered Sheng Zhao's face with such a lift.

Only half of her shy and delicate face was exposed, and the corners of her eyes were red.

The covered pink and thin lips were sticky and opened and closed, ashamed to open their mouths, they were extremely colorful.

The hand with sharp phalanges couldn't help pressing against Qi Ren's chest with soft force: "It's too close, that's it... just say it like this."

Qi Ren chuckled softly, and asked again: "Did he say it?"

Sheng Zhao nodded: "Say it."

Qi Ren lowered his eyes: "Do you like the young master?"

Sheng Zhao frowned, and nodded again in confusion: "I like it a little bit."

Hearing Sheng Zhao's confession, Qi Ren couldn't help being jealous. He was a little annoyed, and he stuck closer, but held the final bottom line and didn't touch each other.

He said softly: "I have something to say to you, so you can think about it when you go back."

"Our young master has a marriage contract. The other party has grown up with the young master. You must have heard of him, and he is Mr. Yu Anyi of your sword sect." Qi Ren stared blankly at Sheng Zhao, not daring to confidence.

Sheng Zhao was angry and ashamed, his face turned pink, and he denied it in a low voice: "Impossible! He told me he liked it last night."

Qi Ren sighed softly: "Men, what you say is one thing in your mouth, and the other thing in your heart, and the young master himself is the same, don't you know?"

"He is greedy for the young master's beauty, and he can spout all kinds of lies."

"Zhao Zhao, you are simple and believe it easily, but I can't stand it." Qi Ren's eyes were distressed: "Don't you believe it?"

Sheng Zhao shook his head stubbornly.

Qi Ren lowered his eyes and moved closer: "Then he doesn't allow you to leave Qi's house? Because he wants to lock you up and throw you away when he gets tired of playing."

Qi Ren endured the desire to speak his love words, and only smiled: "I treat you as my best friend, and I won't allow you to be bullied like this."

"Well, Zhao Zhao, you can go and test the young master tonight."

Qi Ren looked at Sheng Zhao's wavering and struggling expression word by word, "If you believe me, I'll help you leave Qi's house, okay?"

"What are you doing?" This deep voice, though light, was like thunder in Sheng Zhao's heart.

Sheng Zhao turned his head in panic to look at the people outside the door.

Qi Hua stood by the door, staring at the two of them's intimate posture with a blank face, her eyes were cold and playful, and she asked again sullenly: "What are you doing?"

Sheng Zhao instantly realized the inappropriate posture between him and Qi Ren, pushed away the person in front of him, stood up and looked at Qi Hua: "We...we are—"

Qi tenaciously held Sheng Zhao's hand, exerting force between his fingers.

Sheng Zhao was dumbfounded, what he said to Qi Ren must not be known by Qi Hua.

Qi Hua looked at the handshake between the two of them, which made his eyes hurt, so he slightly pursed his lips, "Say it."

"I'm all ears."

He has been here for a while, watching Qi Ren keep pressing down, while Sheng Zhao was so kissed that he had no strength to struggle, and shook his head impatiently, but was still forced by Qi Ren.

Qi Ren's hand clasped the back of Sheng Zhao's head was so comfortable that his veins burst out.

Qi Hua could even imagine the sweet, soft and watery taste in Sheng Zhao's mouth, before Qi Ren even kissed him before.

Sheng Zhao was swept away by his gaze, and quickly let go of Qi Ren's hand: "I just wanted to talk to Qi Ren about something."

Qi Hua sneered, "Why do you have to be so close to talk about it?"

Sheng Zhao felt wronged and couldn't speak.

Qi Hua's expression was gloomy: "Zhao Zhao, come here."

Sheng Zhao didn't move, Qi Hua's aura was too scary now, he didn't dare to go over.

Qi Ren slightly stood sideways in front of Sheng Zhao: "Don't scare him, let's talk about anything."

Qi Hua's face became more and more cold: "What are you?"

Qi Hua: "Zhao Zhao, don't make me angry anymore, come here by yourself."

Sheng Zhao hesitated, always feeling that he would be very miserable in the past, otherwise he should discuss it clearly with Qi Hua while Qi Ren is still around.

"Qi Hua, calm down first, I can explain." Sheng Zhao hid behind Qi Ren, walking firmly and still.

The end result was that Qi Hua could no longer hold back the anger in her heart, and walked quickly.

Qi Ren wanted to stop him, but Qi Hua's cold eyes fixed him on the spot: "Kneel down."

Qi Hua held down Sheng Zhao who was struggling, picked him up and left, "When you get back to the room, you can explain to me carefully."