Xue Xiao, the Patriarch of Demon Dao, and his colleagues——Stars sinking into the sea [Rebirth]

Xue Yang couldn't wait, sat on the bed eagerly looking at Xiao Xingchen, and almost wanted to go up to him: "Why did the Taoist priest go so long just now?"

Xiao Xingchen briefly talked about the trouble in the middle, Xue Yang let out an oh, and sat dryly. When Xiao Xingchen came over, he whispered: "The Taoist priest made me wait so hard..."

Xiao Xingchen was taken aback for a moment, then walked away, walked around the cabinet, and returned to the bed with an extra candy in his hand.He handed the sugar to Xue Yang and said, "I'll boil the medicine first, and apply it to my legs later."

Xue Yang put the sugar in his mouth and watched Xiao Xingchen fill the earthenware pot with herbs and water and put it on the stove to burn.

"Master."

Xiao Xingchen turned slightly sideways, facing Xue Yang.

"Master."

Xiao Xingchen was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"Prince Daoist..." Xue Yang cheated, "Prince Daoist, Daoist, Daoist!"

Xiao Xingchen didn't know what he was up to, walked over, and said helplessly, "What's wrong?"

Xue Yang was quiet again now, obediently sitting on the bed and looking up at the Taoist priest.At this moment, this immortal-like figure was dripping with sweat, and his face was also covered with ashes, looking a bit downcast.He was supposed to be a hero with like-minded partners, and his future was bright and bright, but now he is blind, living on the edge of a cold small town, cooking fire for Xue Yang.

Xue Yang suddenly felt bitter in his mouth. He pulled his sleeves and raised his hands to help Xiao Xingchen wipe off his sweat, saying, "Take a rest."

Xiao Xingchen followed him and sat down on the side of the bed. Xue Yang looked at Xiao Xingchen's face, hesitated for a while, and then asked, "Is Taoist priest...healed?"

Xiao Xingchen's expression changed several times, and he nodded uncomfortably.

These few days Xue Yang took care of him, even taking care of the unspeakable part, afraid that Xiao Xingchen would feel embarrassed by his thin skin, so he always gave medicine to people lightly after he was fast asleep.But after all, the wound was secretive and sensitive. Xiao Xingchen should have known about Xue Yang's application of the medicine no matter how gentle he was. It was just that Xue Yang pretended to be asleep when Xue Yang was asleep, and the two of them could maintain a delicate balance and live in harmony.Now he seems to be evading, Xue Yang doesn't know what to say.

Xue Yang faltered for a while, then became more courageous.He moved towards Xiao Xingchen a little bit, then moved a little bit, his upper body slowly leaned towards him, and asked in a low voice from the side of his face: "Master Daoist, is it okay for us to kiss now? I... ...I want to kiss you, okay?"

His breath was filled with the sweet aroma of candy, like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, teasing people intentionally or unintentionally. Xiao Xingchen knew that this trap was dangerous, but he couldn't resist this temptation before he understood his intentions, and now he was even more ruthless. He refused with all his heart, but he still felt embarrassed and didn't know how to respond to him.

Xue Yang is used to being aggressive, seeing that Xiao Xingchen was silent, he leaned closer and rubbed the corner of his mouth.Xiao Xingchen's body stiffened slightly, and his lips subconsciously clenched, but he didn't push him away.

To Xue Yang, neither pushing nor hiding is acceptance.Xue Yang gained courage, moved closer, pressed Xiao Xingchen's shoulder, and pulled him over. First, he pecked and touched his warm lips a few times, and then stretched out his tongue to lick patiently and delicately. Lick, tap the crack of the lips, asking for acceptance.

Xiao Xingchen couldn't stand other people's tenderness and kindness the most. Xue Yang flattered him so much, even if he didn't know how to respond, he was not as stiff as before, but Xue Yang felt his softening, even if he was hot, he already felt satisfied.

In fact, the two of them have done more intimate things, but they haven't kissed well. This experience is new and exciting for Xiao Xingchen and Xue Yang.Xue Yang didn't dare to go too far, even a little clumsy, tasted a little bit of Xiao Xingchen's taste, and saw that the tips of his ears were red and transparent, so he pushed the half-filled candy ball into Xiao Xingchen's mouth, Not daring to do it again, he backed away unsatisfied.

Xiao Xingchen opened his mouth halfway, with a candy on the tip of his tongue.

Xue Yang was also nervous.It was the first time he shared the candy in his mouth with someone, and his heart was pounding for fear of being rejected.

The two of them were relatively silent, and it happened that the medicine boiled, and the sound of splashing water came, Xiao Xingchen got up and walked over, turning his back on Xue Yang, and made the fire a little bit to cook slowly.

The smell of medicine mixed with bitterness came to the nostrils, and the candy ball in Xiao Xingchen's mouth became more and more present, and the taste of the boy seemed to remain on it, clamoring domineeringly for him to accept, for him to face and admit his longing.

Xiao Xingchen swallowed inadvertently, and the melted sugar water slid from the esophagus all the way into the stomach, invading the internal organs, penetrating the tendons and bone marrow, refreshing and intoxicating.

After overcoming the first time, the next step is not so difficult.Xiao Xingchen finished eating the candy silently, and finally only the sweet smell remained in his mouth.He thought that he might understand why Xue Yang liked sweets so much, because if people are born to suffer, they must be comforted by some sweets to have hope.

If Xue Yang wanted candy, he would give it to him. As long as Xue Yang behaved better and made him feel that it was not too wrong for him to keep this bastard by his side, he would be able to resist the suffering he has already suffered and the suffering he may suffer.

Xiao Xingchen calmly guarded the medicinal soup, Xue Yang guarded the Taoist priest, the cold wind outside the door could not extinguish the fire inside the house.This small Yizhuang became their fortress, blocking the turmoil of the outside world, and surrounded the two people who were ignorant of love for the first time, allowing them to put aside their past hatred and prejudice for a while, and try to get closer to each other.

Xiao Xingchen picked out the cloth towel that had been boiled hot by the concoction, and went to Xue Yang's side to help him wrap it on his knee.

Xue Yang had been staying at the bedside in fear for the past few days and never had a good rest. He didn't feel it when Xiao Xingchen applied his legs, but when his bones were all hot from ironing, he felt bouts of unbearable drowsiness.After changing the towels several times, Xiao Xingchen heard his speech slow down, wiped off the concoction, covered him with a quilt, and let him lie down to sleep.

Xue Yang lay down, but refused to close his eyes. Xiao Xingchen packed up the medicine jars, came back and found that he was still awake, and asked him why he was not asleep.

"I'm not sleepy." Xue Yang insisted.

Xiao Xingchen asked: "But are you hungry? It's still early, the porridge has just been cooked, so you go to sleep for a while, and you'll have something to eat when you wake up."