The little crying bag became the furnace of the demon king

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Zhaoyan climbed onto the bed and burrowed into the depths of his arms.

His eyes were red, but he didn't want Xiao Su to see it, so he buried his face in front of the opponent's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry..."

"Didn't teach well in the morning?" Xiao Su stretched out his hand to cover the back of his head, ran his fingers through his soft hair, and said with a smile, "As expected, you don't have to blame yourself for being stupid."

"It's not... I've finished all the content I prepared." Zhao Yan's attention was quickly diverted from Xiao Su's words, "They learn quickly."

Xiao Su started to rub his hair indiscriminately, maybe it felt too good, after playing for a while, he lowered his head and kissed Zhao Yan's hair: "Then why are you apologizing?"

"Because, I feel that I am useless." Zhaoyan's lips trembled, and he held back his tears.

As soon as the words fell, there was a slightly low-pitched laughter from the top of the head: "Lu Ding, self-knowledge is not bad."

The corners of Zhaoyan's eyes became more and more red, and after a long silence, he stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Su's waist.

After groping around, he didn't find what he was looking for. He raised his eyes and looked at the other party in confusion: "Last time, is the medicine that Fengyue gave you still there? The medicine from the furnace."

"Aren't you unwilling to eat?" Xiao Su met Shang Zhaoyan's gaze, "Why did you mention it all of a sudden?"

"I haven't eaten for several days, and I want to continue eating." Zhao Yan's eyelashes became more and more wet, and he looked at Xiao Su seriously, "I want to help you, even if the hope is slim, I still want to give it a try... ..."

Furnace can help Xiao trace back, but omega can't. Omega is useless in this world.

"This deity has picked you up several times, but half of your spiritual power has not increased." Xiao Su's hand slid down the top of his hair, passing by his slender back, and landed on his waist, pinching him, "Your tripod cavity can't be removed. It's a little hotter than the side, nothing special."

Saying that, Xiao Su lowered his head, and leaned close to the other's blushing face, the tips of their noses almost touched.

There was a playful smile on his delicate lips: "It is better to expect you to give birth to a real child than to expect you to play the role of a furnace as soon as possible."

Zhaoyan's cheeks were almost bloodshot.

He looked at Xiao Su's flawless face from a close distance, his body temperature rose little by little because of the other's words, and his whole body was almost smoking.

A few seconds later, Zhaoyan dodged to avoid staring at each other, his eyelashes trembled shyly, like a black butterfly that stumbled and fell from the air, and said vaguely: "You didn't believe that I could give birth..."

This topic again.

Xiao Su refused to answer.

He took out the medicine bottle from his cuff and put it in Zhaoyan's palm: "One in three days, take it before the deity picks you up."

Zhaoyan clenched the medicine bottle tightly and nodded, "Yes!"

The next moment, Xiao Su held his arm and pulled him out of his arms.

Zhao Yan didn't want to get off him yet, so he quickly hugged Xiao Su's waist tightly and slipped back into his embrace: "What are you doing?"

"Go down." Xiao Su frowned, "Next time, don't disturb the deity when the deity enters the time."

"Well, I remember." Zhaoyan put the medicine bottle into his belt, and reluctantly stayed on his body, unwilling to leave, "Come on, hold me for a while..."

Hearing this, Xiao Su stared at him quietly, and for a moment, Zhao Yan immediately let go of his waist and climbed down from him.

"I won't sit down anymore, you can practice." Zhao Yan hesitated, admitted his mistake, and obediently stayed beside Xiao Su, keeping a distance from him.

Not long after, Fengyue brings food to Zhaoyan, plus a bowl of fertility soup.

"This is the decoction that Your Majesty ordered me to prepare for you." Fengyue glanced at Xiao Su who was behind the gauze curtain not far away.

"Thank you." Zhaoyan hurried forward, took hold of the bowl, blew on the mouth of the bowl a few times, and sucked carefully.

Xiao Su glanced at Zhaoyan before falling into samadhi. Through a layer of tulle, his dark pupils reflected Zhaoyan's gesture of cautiously aiming towards him while drinking the medicine.

The moment the two met their gazes, Zhaoyan who was foolishly holding the bowl suddenly rolled his eyes with a smile.

"You're so stupid." Xiao Su quickly glanced away, his thin lips were slightly pursed, but there was a slight upward arc.

After the lunch break, Zhaoyan followed Xiao Su's instructions and went to the back mountain to find Zhemo and the others.

Resisting is still resisting, he wants to reduce the number of times he meets Zhexi, and he didn't get enough sleep last night, his eyes are dark and dark, Zhao Yan wants to use this as an excuse not to go to the back mountain.

However, he really didn't have the courage to bother Xiao Su who was sitting beside the bed in meditation after Xiao Su had warned him, so he could only obediently get out of bed and get dressed.

The act of closing the door was also deliberately lightened, so as not to disturb the demon king who would curse when he became aggressive.

When they arrived at the back mountain, Zhexi and the others hadn't arrived yet, so Zhaoyan let go of his hanging heart.He walked to the tree and found a slightly cleaner place, and sat down to rest.

The sunlight scattered on his hair through the cracks in the trees, warming like Xiao Su's broad palm, and he let out a sigh of relief.

Then the whole person lazily leaned against the trunk, drowsy.

The air in the back mountain was flowing quietly in the afternoon sun, the birds on the trees sang once or twice, and there was no more noise in the back mountain where the disciples had all moved away. Zhaoyan opened his eyes for the second time and found that the three people hadn’t arrived yet. Simply closed his eyes and fell asleep in peace.

After an unknown amount of time, in a daze, he heard an intermittent conversation coming from a distance.

"You don't have to follow... I can teach him alone."

"Why are you always so close to him recently?...I went to see you and you let me go, and you let him in when he passed...What did he mean by what he said this morning, you smelled his incense? Could it be that you also followed him Like your lord, once you have tasted the taste of the stove, you can't stop it, and you can't put it down as if you're fascinated by him!"

Then there was silence.

Then, there was the sound of rustling footsteps.

Zhaoyan slowly raised his eyelids under such movement, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked in the direction of the voice.

Zhemo's figure gradually became clear in his sight.

Zhaoyan put his hands on the tree trunk, and was about to support himself to stand up from behind the tree, when he suddenly saw Zheyu grabbing Zhemo's shoulder, and pushing Zhemo hard against the boulders around Hanshan Mountain.

"What are you dissatisfied with?" Zhe Yu's voice was angry and anxious, "Is it interesting to keep ignoring me like this?!"

"I've made my words clear." Zhe Mo wanted to break free from Zhe Yu's confinement, but the other party tried too hard, and he failed several times, his quiet face was gradually covered with frost, "Let go!"

"I didn't agree with us ending!" Zhe Yu roared, "You said that Zhe Xi and I didn't know each other well, it's been so many years, nothing happened between Zhe Xi and I, and you never mentioned it.

Why did you say you wanted to break off relations with me as soon as the cauldron came?Is it me or you that is the problem between us? "

Zhemo was powerless to refute, the disappointment and tiredness in his eyes were strong.

He opened his mouth, his voice was not loud, but indifferent: "Get out of the way."

"Zhemo!" Zheyu squeezed Zhemo's shoulders tightly with both hands, and Zhemo frowned in pain, "Why do you say it's over and you can kick me away if you like the furnace? You're dreaming!"

"I'm trying to forget." Facing Zheyu's unreasonable words, Zhemo's attitude is consistent, "And the process is quite smooth. If you don't pester me one after another, I will do better."

After Zhe Yu listened to the other party's words, he stared blankly at him for a long time, an almost cruel smile appeared on Yin Mei's face: "What did you say, can you say it again?"

"Before I was with you, I thought that love was a matter between two people, not to mention Shan Wuling's unforgettable, at least two people's love." Zhe Mo condensed the other party's eyes, and said slowly, "Later, I will be by your side After staying for five years, I gradually understand that feelings are a matter of one person. Just like you are to Zhexi, I am to you. Since my feelings are only related to me from the beginning to the end, I say break, Zheyu, you have no right to stop .”

"Because of that stove?" Zhe Yu still couldn't understand it, and he began to soften his tone, "We were not good before? I didn't get close to Brother Zhexi anymore, are we still as good as before? You don't talk to me these days I talk, I can't calm down, I'm full of you. I want to find you, so I've been looking for you..."

Zhemo looked away, and his voice was firm and cold: "When you and Zhexi went down the mountain to watch the lanterns, I also waited for you for a long time."

After finishing speaking, he slapped away Zhe Yu's gripping hand, turned around and walked towards Zhao Yan's direction without giving him another look.

Zhaoyan thought that the other party had seen him too, he had been hesitating whether to leave or stay where he was, he stood up from behind the tree tremblingly, took a breath, and was about to lift his feet to go out when dozens of spells appeared on the fold Mo's side.

The huge spiritual energy instantly forced Zhaoyan to take a few steps back and fell to the ground. Because he had no spiritual power to protect his body, he curled up on the ground in pain, unable to recover for a long time.

And Zhemo, who was besieged in front of the forest, was imprisoned in place by a spell the moment he turned his head to look at Zheyu, and lost the right to move.

Zhe Yu smiled, but there was no friendliness on his exquisite face, but a shadow, a terrifying shadow, "The body-fixing curse, you can't break free."

"I never thought of doing anything to you." Zhemo said slowly, "Are you declaring war on me?"

"I know I can't beat you, so I can only use some means." Zhe Xi clenched his fingers, and the spells in the air immediately approached Zhe Mo's body one after another, and then disappeared into a cloud of black mist.

Zhemo lost all his strength, and when he was about to fall to the ground, he was pulled into Zheyu's arms.

"Senior Brother, I still don't understand why you suddenly separated from me." Zhe Yu hugged him tightly, "I've already given up Zhe Xi for you, why aren't you happy?"

Zhemo closed his eyes, the tiredness in his heart made him resist to look at Zheyu even more.

Seeing that Zhemo's lips were tightly pursed, Zheyu's evasive appearance really made him irritated, and he immediately increased his tone: "Is it really because of that stove? You fell in love with someone else, so you don't want me anymore? You have been helping him, this morning Helping him in the study, Zhexi is just venting his anger, you insist on interrupting!"

No wonder the sudden entanglement and emotional out of control, it really is because of Zhexi...

Zhemo's eyelashes trembled, he slowly opened his eyes, stared at Zheyu's face for a while, and said, "What does it matter to you if I like others? Lu Ding is pure in nature, and his words and deeds are more dignified than you bullying Hanshan disciples." .”

"You!" Zhe Yu got the answer, his eyes widened, and after a while, those eyes sank again, "Senior brother, have you forgotten your identity? You are just a role of a female lying under me, you can use it Is it a cauldron?"

Zhe Mo was humiliated, and his complexion turned pale: "Zhe Yu, you..."

"Hush——" Zhe Yu covered his mouth with his hand, smothering his next words in the palm of his hand, and began to untie Zhe Mo's belt with the other hand, "Lu Ding should come to practice soon, he is very concerned about this You don't care about things at all, but you have to come so early.

That's okay, when he comes, I'll let him see how Zhe Mo, the second senior brother who has mischievous thoughts about him, is lying in other people's arms with an unbearable posture behind his back.

In this way, will the dignified him look at you more?Um? "

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