Turn the villain into a sweetie

He just looked at Yu Bolan's hand, then gently held it up and rubbed it back and forth.

"I don't have a ring," Yu Bolan looked at him and smiled, "I don't have so many spirit stones yet, but there will be some in the future."

Huai Mo's eyes darkened, and they lowered slightly.

After a while, he raised his eyes again, turned his head sideways, and looked at him: "I can help you grab the Lingshi, Xuantianzong is very rich."

Yu Bolan laughed "puchi", pinched his little face lightly, and did not speak.

Huai Mo turned his head again and stopped looking at him.

He first touched the ring on his finger, pursed his lips, then picked up the black sword, stroked it lightly twice, and then put it into the ring.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the small wooden sculpture of Yu Bolan from the front of his chest, and gently put it into the storage ring.

Then, Huai Mo lowered his hands and leaned back, without making any further moves.

"Ah..." Yu Bolan blinked and looked at him, "Is that all you have? This is... gone?"

Huai Mo looked at him suspiciously.

"Enough," he said.

Yu Bolan smiled, buried his head into his neck from behind, and rubbed hard.

Huai Mo was itchy from being rubbed, he hummed softly, and dodged subconsciously.

Yu Bolan froze for a moment, then smiled.

After Huai Mo sat up straight, he just lightly touched his itchy neck, said nothing, and then gently nestled back.

He picked a comfortable position and closed his eyes.

Yu Bolan put his arms around his waist from behind, sighed, and didn't say anything.

The atmosphere was quite peaceful, the boat floated slowly in the low sky, and the wind brought by it blew on the faces of the two of them.

The leaves also fluttered down.

It turned out that it was late autumn now.

Obviously when he first came, peach blossoms were still in full bloom.

Yu Bolan suddenly realized that it had been so long.

He really didn't expect that after being alone for so long, he would find his sweetheart in this different world.

He still remembered Huai Mo's menacing appearance when he first saw him.

Scary as hell.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

Huai Mo moved uncomfortably.

"Ah...Alan," he said hesitantly, "When can we... get married?"

Yu Bolan, who was laughing happily, was almost choked to death by his own saliva.

"Cough...cough, why did you suddenly think of this?" He asked.

This... This is not like Huai Mo's style.

Huai Mo pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly opened his mouth: "I... my mother told me when she was still here, that all Taoist couples who do not aim to combine citizenship are hooligans."

Yu Bolan was at a loss for a rare moment: "Huai Xiaomo, you...do you know what it means to be married?"

Isn't this equivalent to... a marriage proposal?

Please, if you propose marriage, this occasion is too unromantic, there is no candlelight and no flowers...

Well, the boat floating in mid-air and the fallen leaves in late autumn are actually quite romantic.

No, no, not this question!

He just never expected that Huai Mo would be so... fierce.

"Aren't you willing?" Huai Mo stared straight at him with red eyes, "Aren't you willing to join me?"

"Why did you hesitate?" Huai Mo asked, "Don't you want to be with me all the time?"

"Are you leaving me too?"

Facing the aggrieved eyes of Shang Huai Mo, Yu Bolan was momentarily at a loss for words.

His mind went blank.

Why...wasn't he still talking about the Excalibur just now, why did the topic suddenly turn into whether to get married or not?

He opened his mouth, faltering, not knowing what to say for a while.

At this moment, the boat stopped with a click.

They arrived at their destination, which was the small cave before.

The two decided to use this as their temporary base.

As soon as the boat stopped, without waiting for Yu Bolan to say anything, Huai Mo turned around first, got off the boat, and walked in without looking back.

It doesn't look too happy.

Yu Bolan scratched his head, went down too, and then put away the boat with a wave of his hand.

The small boat gradually shrank and turned into a small paper boat the size of a palm.

Yu Bolan walked into the cave and sat down.

Huai Mo was sitting next to him, half an arm's distance away from him, but he didn't have the slightest intention to lean towards him.

The air was terribly stagnant.

The dumpling on the shoulder fell asleep at some point.

Yu Bolan plucked the dumpling down, put it in his hand and groaned wildly.

Psychologically a little irritable.

It was fine just now, why did things suddenly become like this?

Is it because of... what Huai Mo said about the combined nationality?

Yu Bolan hesitated.

In his opinion, getting married is a very solemn matter, and it cannot be decided on a whim.

Just now, the topic was changed too quickly, and he didn't react for a while.

Now that I think about it carefully, he and Huai Mo are married...

Too... too fast.

Although he had almost confirmed Huai Mo in his heart, he still felt that it was too fast, which made him shrink back a little.

He was a little taken aback for a moment.

What on earth is he... afraid of?

He and Huai Mo obviously have two completely different modes of thinking.

In Huaimo's view, the union of citizenship should be an agreement that will not be separated for a lifetime.

But in my opinion, what is this?

In the last days, he has seen too many couples who were loving and loving before. When disaster strikes and they are short of food and clothing, they kill each other, and even eat each other's flesh and blood raw.

Under the chaotic values ​​of the last days, marriage has long been a joke. This word only represents adultery and betrayal.

Of course, he has indeed seen real warmth, but those bloody realities are always vivid in his mind.

He didn't want this kind of thing to happen to him, and he didn't want to get into trouble.

So he is all alone.

But this is not the end of the world.

Yu Bolan was taken aback for a moment, as if he had suddenly come to his senses.

What is he afraid of?

What he was afraid of, when everything fell on Huai Mo, would Huai Mo do this?

He turned his head and looked at Huai Mo beside him.

Huai Mo's eyes were slightly closed, and his head was lowered, as if he was practicing or thinking.

The long eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, looking quite cute.

Yu Bolan couldn't help stretching out his hand, and gently touched Huai Mo's face.

If the target is Huai Mo, it seems that everything is not so scary.

Huai Mo, who has a bad temper, might have already struck him with a sword if he had encountered that kind of thing.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing.

But at this moment, Huai Mo suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head, and stared straight at him.

Yu Bolan was taken aback, and reflexively wanted to withdraw his hand.

But Huai Mo held him down and gently rubbed his hand.

Yu Bolan was a little stiff: "Huai...Huaimo."

"Why don't you call me little rabbit?" Huai Mo looked at him and said softly.

Yu Bolan was about to say something, but in the next second, he felt something soft and fragrant pressed against his lips.

Looking at the expressionless face in front of him, Yu Bolan had a thought in his mind just before being thrown down.

Huai Xiaomo, is really vigorous...

Huai Mo half opened his skirt and leaned against Yu Bolan's arms.

He looked up at him, and there was a hint of attachment in his eyes.

The two were sitting on a fluffy blanket at this time, Yu Bolan put his arms around his waist, letting Huai Mo, who was already exhausted, lean into his arms.

As for the dumpling, they had already been humanely tied to one side by the two, and put on the soundproof cover.

Huai Mo felt warm and soft when hugged, like a small heater, completely different from his cold appearance.

Huai Mo at this moment is particularly intoxicating.

Yu Bolan's nose brushed against the top of Huai Mo's head, and gently kissed Huai Mo's sweaty forehead.

Huai Mo raised his head obediently, and lightly bit his chin.

There was still a trace of fascination in the eyes.

The two snuggle together.

Yu Bolan looked as stable as an old dog.

In fact, the groundhog screamed already in his heart.

No no no, what?How did he and Huai Mo become it?

Yesterday...Yesterday, after Huai Mo's operation, why didn't he resist it?

No, it would be abnormal if he resisted like yesterday!

Why is Huai Mo so proactive? Hey, this kind of thing...shouldn't it be done slowly?

But... but, once Huai Mo took the initiative, it was even more impossible for him to resist.

Yu Bolan's pupils trembled, and his brain set off a big storm.

After thinking about it, he finally decided to attribute all this to his "failure to withstand it."

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and he lowered his eyes slightly. From his angle, he could just see the marks on Huai Mo's neck.

His eyes went dark, and he immediately looked away as if he was electrocuted.

Oh shit.

He swears a dirty word.

I am really nothing.

Thinking of this, he mobilized his spiritual power and transformed into a tube of ointment.

Huai Mo was resting with his eyes closed. He was a little tired, and he felt that he was not so tired when practicing swords.

Although Yu Bolan was moving around there, he didn't bother to care.

Suddenly, he felt a coolness on his neck.

He opened his eyes slightly, and saw Yu Bolan's handsome face close at hand.

He kissed subconsciously at first, and then gradually regained consciousness.

"Let's join together," he said again.

Yu Bolan obviously stiffened for a moment, and then slowly let out a nasal voice: "Mmm."

Marriage in the world of cultivating immortals is still different.

The so-called joint nationality is the same as the contract with Yalin and the others, they must be signed.

The joint membership is a Taoist couple contract.

Take the heaven and the earth as evidence, engraved with blood and bones.

But Huai Mo didn't move.

Yu Bolan didn't move either.

"Would you know it?" After a long time, Huai Mo slowly looked at Yu Bolan, "I haven't learned this... I don't know how to form a bond and cast a spell."

Yu Bolan was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

The two stood between the heaven and the earth, and the heaven and the earth were speechless.

"I just want you to agree." Huai Mo finally said.

Yu Bolan finally understood.

All Huai Mo wanted was a promise.

He was about to be amused.

"I remember that there will be a special person from the Hehuan Sect to preside over matters such as union membership." After a long time, Huai Mo said slowly, "When we finish dealing with it here..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Bolan covered his mouth.

Yu Bolan's expression changed drastically.

This kind of flag cannot be set up casually!

The author says:

Don't worry, don't worry, I won't abuse you for a while (hehe);

The next chapter continues the plot.

The express keyboard has not arrived, I am so pissed off (sigh)