shut up, shameless old thief

Ji Yexing stayed in Luomo Mountain for about half a month before being kicked out by Bian Ling who couldn't bear it anymore.

Before leaving, Ji Yexing hugged his brother seriously, and told him word by word: "Brother, you have to protect yourself well, don't let people do some weird things to you, understand?"

Ji Yan seemed to understand but half understood, and said, "Okay."

Ji Yexing was still not at ease, and after putting Ji Yan down, he stared at Bian Ling with condemning eyes.

Bian Ling broke down a little, and said coldly: "I'm not such a beast! Have you finished your sentence? Get out of here immediately, and don't come here to bother us again in the future."

Although Ji Yexing said so, he also knew that Bian Ling's temperament would not take advantage of others. He couldn't look at his thighs, but looked eagerly at his Ji Yan, sighed quietly, and said, "I am such a well-behaved brother. , how did you become that ghost when you grow up?"

Bian Ling said: "Get out!"

Ji Yexing rubbed Ji Yan in his arms again, and then walked away swayingly, his back was very coquettish.

Although this person was a bit strange, he still got along with Ji Yan for half a month. When Xiao Ji Yan saw him leave, he was a little bit reluctant, and waved his little hand to say goodbye to him.

Bian Ling bent down and hugged him, saying: "No matter what you look like, I like it."

Ji Yan didn't quite understand what his words meant, so he blinked.

After nightfall, Bian Ling hugged Ji Yan in his arms and fell into a deep sleep. Suddenly, he felt a toss in his arms. Before Bian Ling could wake up, he felt a foot suddenly kick towards his waist. Kicked him off the edge of the bed.

Bian Ling: "..."

Bian Ling woke up completely, gritted his teeth, stood up and looked towards the bed, and was stunned the next moment.

Xiao Jiyan disappeared at some point, and was replaced by Ji Bingzhu, who was completely naked, lying on the bed, sleeping like a dead pig.

Bian Ling took a deep breath, returned to the bed and patted Ji Bingzhu's face lightly: "Bingzhu? Bingzhu?"

Ji Bingzhu was awakened in a daze, opened his eyes and glanced at him, and said vaguely: "A Ling, don't make trouble."

As he said that, he kicked him again, and Bian Ling quickly grabbed his ankle with his quick eyes, so that he could not be kicked down again.

The corners of Bian Ling's lips twitched, and he was still doubting whether Ji Bingzhu had recovered his sanity, but now it seems that there is no need to say anything, this is the real brat Ji Bingzhu.

Although Bai Ribianling still said with a full expression, "I like you no matter what you look like", but seeing the dying Ji Bingzhu, he couldn't help but compare him with the well-behaved and sensible Xiao Jiyan. Feel heartache.

Until Ji Bingzhu woke up from a full sleep the next day, Bian Ling was still sitting by the bed and looked at him with some resentment.

Ji Bingzhu yawned, and said blankly, "What's wrong with you? It's so early in the morning, why are you looking at me like that?"

Bian Ling glanced at him with a complicated expression, and Ji Bingzhu was immediately vigilant: "I didn't double cultivate today, I just passed both yesterday, and my waist is still... Hey, my waist doesn't hurt anymore? Is it really as habitual as Ye Xing said? Is it all right?"

He pressed his waist while talking, it seems that he has no memory in the past month.

Bian Ling heaved a sigh of relief, but the next moment Ji Bingzhu's seductive and unknowing posture attracted reddish pupils.

Originally, Bian Ling didn't have the kind of plan Ji Bingzhu said, but seeing him blindfolded in front of him, his white waist collapsing into a beautiful curve, broke Bian Ling's defense almost instantly .

Bian Ling took a deep breath and said, "It wasn't yesterday, a month has passed."

Ji Bingzhu was taken aback for a moment, then said in a daze: "Ah? One month?"

Bian Ling said: "Yes."

He stepped forward, gently touched Ji Bingzhu's side face, his eyes were heavy.

Ji Bingzhu wondered: "I just remember that I fell asleep, how could it take a month? Oh, by the way, I remembered that it was Ah Ya who went to retreat."

He rubbed against Bian Ling's palm unconsciously, and said vaguely, "What happened this month? Did I just sleep for a month?"

Bian Ling said: "No."

Ji Bingzhu blinked his eyes doubtfully and waited for his answer, but he didn't get the answer, but he waited for Bian Ling's words: "Come to double cultivation."

Ji Bingzhu: "..."

Ji Bingzhu looked at him like a beast.

Bian Ling raised his eyebrows slightly: "Aren't you coming?"

Ji Bingzhu hesitated for a moment, then lifted the quilt covering his lower body, closed his eyes, and stretched out his hand towards Bian Ling solemnly, saying, "Come on!"

Bian Ling couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud. Those who didn't know thought he was going to the execution ground, Bian Ling leaned down and kissed him lightly, and said with a smile: "This time you take the initiative, I will tell you What happened this month?"

The double cultivation in the past few months is often guided by Bian Ling. Ji Bingzhu only needs to be responsible for lying on the bed and shouting. He never knew that he could do this by himself.

Ji Bingzhu recalled how Bian Ling treated him, and then thought about it in a different way, and immediately tied his hair into a ball with excitement, intending to show off his glory.

After a while, he sat on Bian Ling, his hands were held by Bian Ling and pressed against his chest, he raised his head desperately to pant, and murmured with tears in his eyes: "No... didn't you say that I would take the initiative?"

Bian Ling pressed his hand to prevent him from escaping, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you the one who is taking the initiative now? Be good, raise your waist up a bit, and sit down..."

Ji Bingzhu cried loudly, his legs were trembling unceasingly, and he really experienced what it means to be "active".

After the end, Ji Bingzhu was hugged and soaked in the hot spring in the backyard, his whole body was full of traces of ambiguity, his face was flushed, and he was still panting slightly, looking very tired.

Bian Ling was rubbing his waist sanctimoniously at the side, Ji Bingzhu panted for a while, then grasped Bian Ling's hand wearily, and said pitifully: "You haven't told me what happened this month What? Why don't you tell me that I have worked so hard, do you want to renege on your debt?"

Bian Ling wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and told the story in full, Ji Bingzhu fell silent after listening to it, and said quietly after a long time: "You must think that I am not as good as I was when I was a child."

Bian Ling was seen through, and quickly denied: "No, no, I think they are all very good, I like them all."

Ji Bingzhu said: "But when you talked about Xiao Jiyan just now, the expression on your face was gentle and gentle. You have never shown such an expression to me."

Bian Ling was taken aback for a moment, he originally thought that Ji Bingzhu was so careless and knew nothing about emotions, but he didn't expect that he would be so sensitive after returning to his position.

Bian Ling was silent for a moment, then said softly: "I just love you when you were a child."

No one has ever said such things to Ji Bingzhu, even Ji Bingzhu, who was making trouble for no reason, was stunned for a moment and looked at him blankly.

Bian Ling gently held him in his arms, and said, "If someone had been by your side when you were young, you wouldn't have suffered so much. I just love you."

Bian Ling seldom said love words to Ji Bingzhu, let alone such explicit words to him. Ji Bingzhu stared at him blankly, and only moved his lips lightly after a while, and said, "Are you my Ling?"

Bian Ling felt a pain in his heart, and said, "I am."

Then Ji Bingzhu hugged him with trembling hands, and buried his face in Bian Ling's neck.

Bian Ling cleaned him up, carried him back to the bed by the waist, and when he was about to close the door, Ji Bingzhu suddenly grabbed his sleeve nervously, with a panicked look on his face.

Bian Ling said, "What's wrong?"

Ji Bingzhu murmured: "You, what are you going to do? Did I just let go and wake up from the dream?"

Bian Ling was stunned for a moment, then turned around and hugged him gently, saying: "This is not a dream."

Ji Bingzhu had never been so concerned about gains and losses, he hugged Bian Ling's waist tightly and refused to let him go, he raised a finger, ejected a spiritual force to close the door, and directly dragged Bian Ling's waist to bed.

Bian Ling hit the bed directly, almost hitting his head: "Bingzhu?"

The moonlight came over from the window, and according to Ji Bingzhu's slightly red face, he said in a low voice: "Just now... just now is the deal, now, I want to take the initiative."

Before Bian Ling could react, Ji Bingzhu threw himself on him dripping wet, taking the initiative again.

False and false, like a dream but not a dream.