Don't mess with Bai Yueguang [Quick wear]

There was a loud noise when the door was kicked open, instantly interrupting Yan Qinglian's complacency that she thought she had got Yan Wei. She heard the reputation and looked around, and saw Aman standing outside the door. She was worried about who it was, because it turned out to be a person who was overwhelmed.

However, because of Oman's sudden intrusion, she locked her eyebrows and sneered a few times. She said: "Ningman, who allowed you to come in? You are so bold. Since you disturbed my mood, don't blame me for slapping you." It's cruel."

Yan Qinglian thought that Aman was seeking his own death, but he didn't know that Aman was not as useless as she imagined.

And she didn't realize how bright and moving the originally weak Yan Wei was when he saw Aman, as if they were shining brightly, and she couldn't hide her joy.

Just when Yan Qinglian intended to hurt Aman with his sword, Amao, who was standing behind Aman, obeyed her order, and leaped in the air with a vigorous figure. In an instant, flames ignited all over his body, and his appearance changed drastically. The blazing fire created phantoms in the air, and its figure was like an arrow off the string, flying towards Yan Qinglian ferociously and quickly.

The miniature of Amao reflected in Yan Qinglian's pupils has undergone a huge change at this moment. It is no longer a common silly spirit donkey. It has antlers on its head, but its four hooves are stepping on flames shaped like clouds, and its body is covered in scales. It is full of golden yellow, mighty and tall.

It opened its mouth full of fangs, and its frightening aura immediately frightened Yan Qinglian. Seeing it exhale a breath, Yan Qinglian who was standing was shocked violently, and her clothes were blown up and down. , the whole person could no longer stand firm, following its breath, it scraped heavily against the wall.

Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Amao beast's pupils were cold and ruthless, and it walked over gracefully, the flames burning on its body became more intense, as if it was scorching the path it passed.

Yan Wei, who was a little far away from Amao, was also affected. She felt a hotness on her cheeks that could burn people to ashes, and her muscles twitched unnaturally. It can be seen that Yan Qinglian, who was attacked by Ah Mao, is now How uncomfortable it is.

Yan Qinglian fell to the ground, the dress on her body was broken, which was caused by Ah Mao's breath, and she saw blood overflowing from her exposed skin, not only the dress was torn, but even the hidden The skin under the clothes was injured.

Her body twitched, and the blood at the corner of her mouth was dark red, dripping and falling to the ground, forming a pool of red flowers.

Amao remembered Oman's order just now. It looked downcastly at Yan Qinglian who was stepped on by its sharp claws, and let out a hoarse growl. The sharp claws pierced her waist and abdomen instantly, causing Yan Qinglian to cry in pain. Howling.

A light bell rang, and Oman came out from behind it. His white and delicate face was expressionless. He was clearly a harmless ordinary mortal, but possessed such a powerful spirit beast. Such an unexpected thing It would happen to her, Yan Qinglian thought of her specialness, and regretted it very much. It was all because of her disguise, which made him underestimate this bitch!

She looked at the slim Aman with resentment, the pain in her body made her hideous, terrifying and ugly.

Oman turned his eyes away in disgust, and patted Amao's huge head with his cold white fingers. The animal eyes like copper bells flashed an intimacy, and the fiery red flame wrapped around her slender wrist without any discomfort. There is a bit of weird beauty in the atmosphere.

"Good boy, go and play with her. It's been a long time since you showed your real body to play with her. You must be overwhelmed."

It let out a cry of joy and wanted to rub against Oman, but Oman quickly pushed its head away and said with a smile: "Have you forgotten how big you are now, don't rub against me, I don't want to be You push down."

Amao held his head up, sat obediently, and listened to what Aman said.

"Go, don't pester me."

It lifted its claws and pushed Yan Qinglian, rolling around on the ground, because it didn't know how to strike hard, so it became an unavoidable thing for Amao's claws to penetrate into Yan Qinglian's skin from time to time.

Faced with Amao's strength, Yan Qinglian had no chance to resist at all, and could only become a plaything in his hands.

After Aman explained all this, he half squatted and helped Yan Wei, hugged him in his arms distressedly, and said with downcast eyes: "Didn't I give you the antidote, why did you get tricked so stupidly?"

When she came to Yan Wei's side, she smelled the stench, and looking at Yan Wei's appearance, she knew that she had still fallen into Yan Qinglian's trap.Oman felt pity and helplessness, but fortunately he came here, otherwise...

She pinched Yan Wei's cheek angrily, leaving a faint red mark, Oman snorted dissatisfiedly, and said: "How many times have I told you, be careful with your niece, she is a sinister and cunning person , with your temper, how can you beat her. Only I can conquer her. "

Aman said with a smile on his face, coupled with Yan Qinglian's screams beside him, the picture was very interesting.

Yan Wei saw that Yan Qinglian was tortured by Ah Mao as if he was about to die, the bad breath in her heart disappeared without a trace, she smiled and snuggled into Aman's arms, she didn't care if Yan Qinglian was an eyesore, she Now I just want to make Armando feel sorry for her.

So Yan Wei still pretended to be hit by the Sanling Pill, weakly as if she needed to be held in the palm of Oman's hand and cared for. She put her arms around Oman's neck and whispered: "I thought she would find her way back..."

Aman rolled his eyes, patted Yan Wei's buttocks with his hand, and corrected him: "Let me tell you, this kind of person is a black-hearted guy, do you think she treats you like an elder or an aunt! She That's thinking about you, trying to occupy you!

You stupid.I was afraid of scaring you before, so I didn't dare to tell you clearly. I have long since discovered that Yan Qinglian looks at you differently, just like, like that kind of hungry ghost who has been hungry for hundreds of years seeing a piece of delicious meat , I wish I could swallow you in my stomach! "

For someone like Yan Qinglian, do you still expect her to correct you?Why not look forward to the harmonious coexistence of the world of cultivating immortals and the world of demons, and jointly create a better future!Only people like Yan Wei who have been deceived by Yan Qinglian for a long time will believe her.

Aman took a deep breath, and said earnestly: "Yan Wei, just listen to my advice, she is only suitable for using violence to control violence. Look, how happy is she playing with Amao? How happy is she laughing?"

Yan Yan watched her open her eyes and talk nonsense without changing her face, and laughed out loud, sticking to Oman's arms and laughing non-stop.

Her sly and smart expression suddenly made Oman realize that what she said just now, hoping that Yan Qinglian would find her way back, was just teasing herself, and Oman said angrily, "You're playing with me again!"

Yan Wei pursed his lips and smiled, comforting Aman, and said, "Don't you dare, I just smile so happily because you care about me."

"I don't believe your nonsense."

Yan Yan blinked his eyes, looked at her white and tender palm stretched out in front of his eyes, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"

"Where's the antidote you put in the storage bag?"

She continued to panic, and sighed faintly: "I have no spiritual power now, how do you ask me to take it out for you?"

Aman was stunned. She ignored this question. After all, not everyone is like her, who has lost her spiritual root and still has residual spiritual power, so she can also have spiritual tools like storage bags.

But one of the antidote is a spirit herb that is not easy to find, which makes it impossible for Oman to unravel it for her for a while.

Yan Yan leaned on Aman's shoulder, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Then can you stay and take care of me tonight?"

She pretended to be pitiful, lowered her thick eyelashes, and said with a dejected expression, "I'm afraid."

Aman already felt sorry for her, so after seeing Yan Wei's helpless expression, he patted his chest without saying a word, and said, "No problem, I will definitely take good care of you."

Yan Wei was overjoyed, and said softly, "You are so kind."

She was lifted up by Aman, so she couldn't stay in the yard all the time. Although she was tall, it looked more like she was holding Aman in her arms from the side.

Yan Wei's eyes were looking forward, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a satisfied smile.

"Amao, feed her this elixir. Doesn't Yan Qinglian like to disperse people's spiritual power, so let her have a taste of it too. By the way, Yan Qinglian, don't try to make any noise unless the person who rescued you is better than you." Ah Mao is still fast, otherwise, all they will get is your corpse. So be good."

Aman's smile couldn't get into his eyes, and the frost hit his brows, making Yan Qinglian, who had been played with by Amao with little life left, trembled in fear. There was no luck in his heart, so he could only let Amao play with him she.

Yan Qinglian was about to become a man of blood, and his face was also scratched by Ah Mao's claws. His face was completely changed, which was very scary.

She can only use those eyes that can still see emotions to beg Yan Wei, hoping that she can save herself.

But she could only get Yan Wei's indifferent eyes, Yan Qinglian was completely heartbroken, and shouted: "Yan Wei, you are a ruthless woman! I am your niece, you can't just leave me alone!"

Aman lowered his eyes and made a gesture to Amao, and saw Amao directly stepped on her back, only heard a "click", Yan Qinglian's pupils dilated, rolled his eyes, and gasped Twitching.

At this moment, the elixir was fed in and melted in her mouth, even if Yan Qinglian wanted to spit it out, there was no solution.

"When you hurt her, why don't you think about it, you are her niece."

There is always a class of people who feel that everyone owes her. If they are loved by her, it is the luckiest thing in their life, and they should accept it respectfully. No one is allowed to reject her. Go crazy and target that person.

She thought this kind of feeling was affectionate, but it was actually just the performance of a lunatic.

Aman led Yan Wei into the room, and as he walked, his fingertips touched her wrist. Aman's thoughts moved slightly, he raised his eyebrows, and curled up the corners of his mouth meaningfully.

"Come and sit here."

On the canopy bed, the curtains are light, and there is a faint fragrance here, which is exactly the same as that of Yan Wei.

Yan Wei sat on the edge of the bed, and Oman was sitting beside her. Looking at her hand on her lap, Yan Wei couldn't help covering her hand, and said softly, "Does Ah Mao have the blood of the fire unicorn?"

She nodded without hiding anything.

They were very close to each other and shared the canopy bed, the atmosphere couldn't help but become a little lingering and ambiguous.

Yan Yan looked at Aman's bright red lips, showing a rare charm, she pursed her lips, and whispered softly: "I was frightened just now, but luckily you showed up in time to save me, Ningman, this time It seems that you saved me for the second time."

Yan Yan exhaled like blue, his arms clung to Oman's shoulders, and pressed her tightly.

She had wanted to be intimate with Oman a long time ago, but she was always afraid that it would scare her, so Yan Wei didn't dare to have any fancy thoughts, and could only hide her affection in her heart.

The moment the woman she had been dreaming of for 18 years appeared, she could no longer keep calm.

Because she is really important, more precious than her own life.Although he didn't know why he dreamed of her, he knew very well that his feelings for her were sincere and irreplaceable.

Today, the appearance of Aman breaking in made Yan Yan full of joy, because she saw that Oman was worried about her, and she had feelings for herself, so Yan Yan deliberately pretended to be tricked to gain Aman's love for her. Gentle and caring.

Yan Wei parted his red lips slightly, and said a sentence that made people's ears burn, "You have saved me so many times, do you really not want me to promise you with your body, Ning Man?"

Aman looked back and saw the smug smile on her lips, her tender eyes could see her purest affection at a glance.

Aman twitched his eyelashes, covered Yan Wei's eyes with his hand, and asked, "Don't tease me anymore, or..."

She chuckled, "What else?"

The palms were itchy because of her long eyelashes, and strands of numbness quickly spread to her heart, making Oman's face blush involuntarily. "Otherwise, I'll take it seriously."

Yan Yan wrapped her palms on her eyes with his hands, she regained her light, looked at Aman affectionately, with a little force in both hands, leaned her against the head of the bed, and said, "Then take it seriously."

Before Aman could respond again, Yan Wei's lips kissed her. The soft and delicate touch made Yan Wei more intense, wanting to know more about the beauty of Aman.

Lips/tongue/phase/dependence, the hot breath carries the affection that makes Oman tremble, even the thousand-year-old ice is melting into a pool of spring water at this moment, not to mention that this Aman who has no resistance to Yan Wei will only make the spring water Flooded.

Yan Yan noticed that Oman's hand on her chest was pushing her, so she stood up considerately. She looked at the pink peach blossom lips that seemed to be stained with morning dew, and squinted her beautiful eyes with satisfaction, and said, "It's me. It's too greedy, don't blame me."

Aman shot her a look, and said meaningfully: "Are you really without spiritual power? Why can't I resist you at all?"

Yan Yan knew that she was accusing him of being domineering just now, and also knew that what he had done just now was a little too much, so she pulled Aman to let her sit on her lap, and willingly gave up the dominant position to Aman.

She rubbed Aman's delicate cheeks with her fingers, and sighed indulgently: "That's because I can't control my love for you."

What she said was a sweet talk. If Oman hadn't discovered her clues a long time ago, he would have been fascinated by her words.

With a long voice, Aman held Yan Wei's cheeks with both hands, and said with a sneer, "Then, you who have no spiritual power, do you agree to let me bully you?"

Yan Wei frowned, as if he didn't understand what she said, but soon, Aman solved her confusion.

She took off the silver hooks holding the curtains, and the curtains blocked the scenery on the canopy bed. In the dimness, only Oman could be seen taking off the hairpin. His long hair was like a waterfall, and the tail of his hair was cool, passing by Yan Wei. With her snow-like skin, she couldn't help but increase the strength of the hand holding Oman's slender waist, wishing to embed it into the flesh and blood.

Oman glared at her dissatisfied, "It hurts!"

Yan Wei let go of his hands awkwardly, and heard her say again: "Don't worry, tonight's night is still very long."

She was very naughty, and the wind that came in through the open window was even more naughty. It blew the curtains and fluttered them, revealing the figures of two people, intimate.

Just when Yan Wei was about to sink, she hurriedly made a formula and drew a talisman with her spiritual power to cover the entire courtyard so that she would not be disturbed or disturb others.

...

The moon is bright, and the reflected moonlight leaves a shadow through the window.

Aman beside her was already asleep, but Yan Wei was still asleep. She stood up and looked at Aman's sleeping face, smiled softly, and planted a kiss on her cheek, with a touch of nostalgia in her eyes.

She was about to fall into a deep sleep, which made Yan Wei very sad.

"Remember, think of me."

Yan Yan put his arms around Aman's waist, and slowly closed his eyes. After she fell asleep, Aman sighed sadly.

However, a sudden problem made Oman stunned for a moment.

etc!If I remember correctly, Yan Wei, who will wake up later, has no memory of today, so when she sees herself lying next to her, will she be so scared that she will call out the Yuhan Sword directly!

Oman pressed the quilt tightly around her chest, her eyes were wide open, and she was thinking: Should I slip away now?At least two people are not embarrassed, right?

She tiptoed to sit up, not daring to disturb Yan Wei.

Ruyu's skin has no blemishes, and with her light swing, she is very charming.

Aman's waist tightened when he was wearing his underwear. She looked down and found a familiar wrist appearing here. She turned her head in surprise and saw Yan Wei, who was rubbing his forehead, staring at her.

Aman was very shy, blocked her eyes, and cursed: "Why did you wake up!"

Pushed by her, Yan Yan lay back on the pillow again, and said helplessly, "I already have keen senses, so it's fine to hear movement, besides, the time has passed, shouldn't I wake up?"

She scanned Aman with her eyes, and murmured in confusion: "Why did I have such a dream again?"

"Huh?!" This sentence startled Oman who put on the button all of a sudden. What does this mean?Is it possible...

Aman held back his smile, hurriedly put on his underwear, turned his head and talked to her: "Then what did you dream about before?"

Yan Yan clenched her palms subconsciously. She still remembered how soft Aman's waist was, so she replied: "I dreamed of your waist, and..."

Oman bent his eyes with a smirk, and asked, "Huh? What else is there?"

The previous Yan Wei was very bad, but the current Yan Wei seems to be easier to bully.

She was about to speak, but she smelled the fragrance of Aman's body. She will never forget this smell. In the dream, can she still smell her fragrance?

This question made Yan Wei wake up quickly. She sat up suddenly as if she had been pricked with a needle. She looked at Aman and then at herself, especially the red plum on her skin, which still remained. Feeling the slight pain, Yan Wei covered his face, groaning silently.

This is not a dream, this is clearly reality!

I...I actually lay on the same bed with Ningman!

Oman pursed the corners of her mouth in disappointment. It seemed that she had noticed something was wrong and realized that this was not a dream. Hey, she couldn't ask what she wanted to know.

"Yan Wei?"

"Yan Yan!"

"Aunt Yan Yan?"

After calling a few times, but she didn't agree, Oman had no choice but to put on her coat, and whispered: "Actually, quite a lot happened today, you can listen to my explanation."

Yan Wei flicked his fingertips, and the water mirror appeared, but there was no reaction.

Oman said with a smile: "She probably forgot, what do you want to know, let me tell you."

Yan Wei raised his head, his eyes were a little red, and Oman gradually lost his smile due to the deep emotion.

"what happened to you?"

Yan Yan twitched the corner of her mouth bitterly, how should she explain to Oman?Tell Oman, is she jealous of another Yan Yan?

"nothing."

Her alienated attitude made Oman very uncomfortable. Even Yan Yan, who was cold and cold, became gentle later, so her current appearance is very similar to the coldness and indifference shown by outsiders.

Oman only felt that her heart seemed to be splitting apart, and the pain made her unable to breathe.

She cautiously reached out to touch Yan Yan's arm, thinking that she would be ruthlessly thrown away by her like before, but Yan Yan just remained silent and did not move.

"You...what's the matter with you?"

Is she hating me?Even if Yan Wei has no memory of last night, he can know what happened before from the traces on her and himself.So are all her behaviors mad at me?

Aman's guess made her bit her lips in a panic, she held back the feeling of sore nose, it was because she was ill-considered and didn't take care of Yan Wei's mood comprehensively.

Aman held back tears, pulled the corners of his mouth, smiled forcedly, and said: "Don't be angry with me, okay? I know this will make it hard for you to accept, I apologize to you, don't hate me, okay? "

"Why are you crying?" Yan Yan was no longer silent. She looked at Aman's face and frowned in distress. She moved subconsciously. She took Aman into her arms and wiped her tears.

Aman choked up and said, "You ignored me just now, did you blame me for what happened to you?"

Yan Wei frowned slightly, and smiled helplessly. She was jealous of herself, and even if she blamed herself, she would only blame herself. How could she be willing to lose her temper with Ning Man?

She explained: "I didn't ignore you, and I didn't blame you."

She just envied that another self could approach her so intimately, and she also hoped that she could get this honor.

"Then you have been silent since you woke up, and you are still very indifferent to me!" Hearing this, Oman became confident and straightened his back.

Yan Wei opened his mouth, thinking of the words hidden in his heart, he was too shy to say them.

"Why didn't you speak? Could it be that your explanation just now was lying to me!"

Hearing her questioning, Yan Wei surrendered and chose to confess, but his voice was weak, and said: "I, can I kiss you?"

No explanation can match this sentence. Yan Wei knew that he was stupid, so he didn't say anything, but just acted.

Aman's eyelashes still had teardrops, and Yan Wei's heart beat faster due to her clear eyes. She thought about it, and asked again.

Oman laughed through his tears, pressed the back of her head, and kissed her.

of course can.

Both you and her are fine.

You are all equally important to me.

So, don't be wary, it's going to make me cranky.

The treetops swayed outside the window, and there was a touch of warmth in the room. Mingyue, who was hiding behind Yun'er, saw everything in the room. She blushed and continued to hide her figure. The light went to startle the couple.

This night is still very long.

The author has something to say:

Oman: I'm a little tired. QWQ!

Unconsciously, I wrote it for a month... Can I be lazy in February (probe