Xianzun and his cat

On the second day, Yin Ning was woken up by Di Shu. He was sleeping on his own pillow, covered tightly by the quilt. When he was woken up, he hummed softly, and then opened his misty eyes.

"Hungry..." He opened his mouth and said.

Di Shu stretched out his arms to hug him, and Yin Ning lay softly on top of him, like a goblin whose energy had been sucked dry.

The little goblin opened her mouth and yelled again in a daze, leaned against Di Shu's neck, sucked in a breath of spiritual energy, and narrowed her eyes again.

"Ning Ning?" Di Shu called him, but what he heard was Yin Ning's shallow breathing. Looking sideways, he found that Yin Ning had fallen asleep again.

In the past few days, Yin Ning slept too much, and always had nightmares, no matter how he thought about it, something was wrong.

Thinking about it, Di Shu carefully observed Yin Ning's expression, but found no sickness, so he hugged him and walked straight out.

The news of his going to the northwest land this time was not publicized. The spirit boat of the sect landed outside the mountain gate in a mighty manner. The leader was Xie Juechen. I'm more proficient.

Xie Juechen is also the senior of these disciples, although he needs to practice, but his qualifications are considered deep, and with Di Shu following him, there will be no accidents, so Mo Yan releases his troublesome junior from the mountain gate with confidence.

When Di Shu came, he was unobtrusive, he carried Yin Ning Dafangfang and boarded his spirit boat, his eyes met Xie Juechen, he only whispered a word to him, and then he entered the spirit boat .

"Brother Xie, all the disciples are here, shall we go?"

"Let's go."

The spirit boat sailed forward for a while before Yin Ning opened his eyes from the small couch. He stood up with his hands propped up, looked around, and felt relieved when he saw Di Shu was beside him.

"Are you awake?" Di Shu closed the pages of the book in his hand, and stretched out his hand to signal Yin Ning to come over.

Yin Ning got off the couch, ran to him, and sat down beside him.

"Have we come out yet? Why don't I know?"

Di Shu glanced at him, and replied softly, "Sleeping like a pig, what can you know?"

Yin Ning stared at him blankly, then looked at the sky outside the window, stretched out his fingers and counted: "Five, six... I slept for seven hours?" It was strange that he could sleep well. so long?

Di Shu held his hand, "Did you feel dizzy after sleeping for so long?"

Head dizzy or not?

Yin Ning frankly shook his head, frowned, and murmured in disbelief: "Why have I slept for so long..."

Di Shu checked Yin Ning's situation when he was asleep, and found nothing unusual. Now seeing Yin Ning's frightened expression, he became interested in teasing him.

"The book I asked you to look through a few days ago is "Miscellaneous Disorders". Have you read it carefully?" Di Shu pinched his fingers and said casually.

Yin Ning was taken aback, lowered his head, and replied with a guilty conscience: "Xu, Xu took a look."

Di Shu knew that he would not read those books seriously, so he told him to take out the books.

Yin Ning quickly took out a bunch of books from Xumijie, which were all the ones that Dishu told him to read before. He bent over and rummaged on the ground, and found the book that Dishu said after a while.

"Cultivators have psychic powers and heaven and earth, and there are very few people who are sick. The diseases recorded in this book are all strange diseases. You can find out if there is one that matches your condition."

Since he said so, Yin Ning dared not listen, took the book and sat aside to read it carefully.

Di Shu also had other things to do. Seeing Yin Ning'an was on the sidelines, before he could take a breath, he heard a gurgle in his ear.

He looked sideways, and saw Yin Ning was clutching his stomach, his little face turned red, and he was grasping the pages of the book with his fingers, as if he was embarrassed, and looked over eagerly.

Di Shu glanced at the sky outside, then turned to Yin Ning's face, and said softly, "Come here."

Yin Ning went over again, didn't forget to take the book, and was taken to the small table by Di Shu, and sat at the table leaning against Di Shu.

"Wait a minute. I've asked someone to prepare it. It will take a while. Let's read a book honestly." Di Shu patted his head, signaling him not to worry.

Yin Ning doesn't want to be in a hurry, but the stomach is disobedient and it just wants to bark, what can I do?

"Coo-coo-coo--" the stomach was still growling.

The tips of Yin Ning's ears were completely red, and he was covering his stomach with one hand while tugging at the pages of the book, unable to turn the next page for a long time.

"I..." Yin Ning finally raised his head to look at Di Shu, but found that Di Shu seemed to be looking at him all the time, and when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say.

Di Shu looked from his embarrassed face to his stomach, lowered his head slightly, turned his palm, and a thin layer of spiritual power emerged from his fingers. His eyes were dark, and he restrained himself a bit at this moment. , casually said to Yin Ning: "If Ning Ning is hungry, let's satisfy his hunger first."

Yin Ning was sitting next to him. He had tasted the spiritual power of Dishu more than once, so he could smell it. Now that he was hungry again, Dishu almost told him directly: Eat Let me eat me.

How could Yin Ning be polite.

He twisted around, grabbed Dishu's hand with both hands, and as before, opened his mouth to enclose one of Dishu's fingers.

He is no longer in the form of a kitten, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with licking Di Shu's fingers like this. He happily licked one finger and then licked the next, as if treating Di Shu like a dish, gnawing on it. Very happy.

Di Shu could feel that Yin Ning was devouring his spiritual power, and he was not angry when he was hugged and gnawed like this. Instead, he moved his knuckles thoughtfully. look at him.

"Hey, open your mouth." While speaking, Di Shu pressed down Yin Ning's tongue with his index finger, and lifted his head slightly with his other hand on his chin.

Yin Ning was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth obediently and remained still.

Dishu's expression remained unchanged, and he put another finger in, twisting the little tongue and moving it back and forth. By the time Dishu sensed something was wrong, Yin Ning had already stuck to his body, his eyelashes were wet with tears, and there was something in his mouth. Humming sound.

Withdrew his hand abruptly.

Yin Ning bent over hastily and coughed a few times in a low voice.

Di Shu froze with one hand, and hurriedly patted him on the back with the other. Before he could speak, there was a knock on the door.

"My lord, my disciple has brought you something."

Xie Juechen stood outside the door with a food box in his hand, guessing in his heart, it stands to reason that the Immortal Venerable had already bigued and had no desire for these vulgar foods, why did he specifically ask him to prepare them?The spirit bone soup was also the same, no matter how you think about it, it’s not right...

Could it be that the Immortal Venerable raised a young disciple who was not bigu by his side?

Thinking of this, a figure flashed in his mind.

"Come in." Just as he was thinking, Di Shu's voice came from inside the door. For some reason, Xie Juechen felt that there was something wrong with Xianzun's voice.

He pushed open the door and walked in.

Yin Ning was still bending over and coughing softly, as if he was choking, while Di Shu hugged his waist and patted him on the back lightly.

As if hearing the movement, Yin Ning raised his head slightly, with a small face flushed from coughing, with sparkling water in his eyes, and transparent water stains around his lips, when he looked over like this, Xie Juechen fell down immediately. Take a breath.

Sure enough, it was the little fairy.

"Put the things on the table, and then go out." Di Shu's tone sounded a bit majestic, Xie Juechen hurried over to put the things down, and when he was about to leave, he took a sneak peek and found that Yin Ning had stopped coughing, and instead put his head together Going to Xianzun's neck, he opened his white teeth and took a bite.

Not daring to look any further, he hurriedly stepped back, as if frightened, and walked forward in a daze.

Yes, it doesn't necessarily have to be a little disciple, maybe it was hidden by Xianzun Jinwu Zangjiao...

The little goblin who was hidden by Jinwu Zangjiao was holding Dishu's neck in his mouth and refused to let go, as if he was about to bite him to death.

Di Shu also let him bite, and still had some spare time in his hand to take out the plates from the food box and put them on the table one by one. When the things were finished, Yin Ning let go.

"Ning Ning is hungry, isn't he? Come and eat something." Di Shu coaxed him, but Yin Ning pushed his hand away.

Yin Ning stared at him with red eyes: "You always—coax me with food!" Seeing Di Shu's pensive expression, he stepped forward again and grabbed his collar, "You, what are you playing? my tongue?"

Di Shu really couldn't tell the reason. Just now, seeing Yin Ning's appearance, he wanted to stretch out his hand, and he did so when he thought so. That demon was at work...but he didn't completely lose his mind...

"You don't talk..." Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Yin Ning loosened his clothes in frustration, and turned to look at the table of dishes. For some reason, he felt extremely wronged.

Di Shu frowned, tentatively lowered his head and approached Yin Ning's head, and thought of an excuse to coax him: "Ning Ning is too obedient, and her little tongue is so soft, I just... played too much for a while, and made Ning Ning unhappy... ...If Ningning is still angry, just bite me, anywhere."

Yin Ning turned his head to look at him with a wrinkled face, and said angrily, "I'm not a dog, why do I always bite you!"

After finishing speaking, he caught sight of the bite mark on Dishu's neck, half of his anger subsided, he snorted, and said, "Next time, don't play with my tongue! I'm choking..."

Before Di Shu agreed, he saw Yin Ning get up abruptly, took a small handkerchief from somewhere, wrapped it around his saliva-stained fingers, and muttered that he was so annoyed while wiping him.

Di Shu's hands were slender and well-defined, and they didn't look dirty even when they were stained with shiny saliva, but Yin Ning just couldn't get used to it, so he wiped the handkerchief back and forth three times angrily, and he didn't let it go until it was wiped clean. With a sigh of relief, he threw the handkerchief far away.

"Okay, stop making trouble, I want to eat." After speaking, Yin Ning sat back on his small cushion, took the chopsticks and picked up the dishes on the table.

Di Shu looked at his fingers and rubbed them lightly a few times. What he didn't know was that there was a smile on the corner of his mouth at this moment.

That little tongue is really soft.