This is the first time a man has called him by such an affectionate name.
Xie Yuan's heartbeat slowed for half a beat, and then he began to study the deep meaning hidden in the man's words, sleeping on a bed, was it just a literal meaning? He didn't think about it deeply, lest he find out that he was self-indulgent. In fact, ever since he learned that the man had poisoned him, Xie Yuan had no expectations for him.
"No need, just squeeze the disciples and brothers."
If it was the former him, he would definitely have agreed impatiently.
Just when he thought so, the man opposite said again, "Yuan'er, why do you need to be so polite with your teacher?"
Xie Yuan settled down, bent down slightly, and replied to him respectfully and politely: "The disciple is not to be polite to the master, but now everyone knows that Bai Qing is the future teacher, if it is known that I live with the master in the same room, I am afraid that It's misleading."
Chen Heng's heart froze when he heard this.
Listening to the tone of Xie Yuan's words, when he mentioned Bai Qing, he was very calm, without showing any jealousy.
Could it be that Xie Yuan really regarded him as a master
Thinking of this, Chen Heng paused, took the initiative to walk to Xie Yuan's side, reached out and held his plain white hand with a slight coolness, "Yuan'er, are you still blaming the teacher?"
The boy's body was shocked, and his eyes fell on the fingertips where the two were connected. He could feel the temperature from the man's palm, and the warm touch made him dazed for a moment.
He hadn't touched the master's hand for a long time.
In his memory, the master's hand was so warm, and his little hand was firmly wrapped in his palm. At that time, he thought that as long as the master didn't let go of his hand, they would never be separated. But later, Bai Qing appeared, and the master let go of him and took Bai Qing's hand instead, but his hand never warmed again.
Scenes and scenes of the past flashed in his mind. Xie Yuan pursed his lips and wanted to pull his hand away. Chen Heng realized his intention, so he simply held his hand and put it by his mouth, using his lips The skin on top touched the boy's fingertips.
"Why are your fingers so cold?" Chen Heng asked softly.
Xie Yuan lowered his eyes and stopped struggling. He only said, "Master, don't do these misleading actions, I will take it seriously."
What Chen Heng wanted was Xie Yuan's change of heart. Hearing this, he hooked his lips, and the serious face of the young man appeared in his long and narrow black eyes.
"What would you do if you took it seriously?"
He had already said it so bluntly, but the man was still pressing him step by step, Xie Yuan understood that this was not his self-indulgent affection. Although he didn't know the man's real intention to show his favor to him, he had nothing to do with the man for the next plan.
So he gently broke free from the man's hand, and his slender and white fingertips slowly rubbed against the other's lips, and a soft and smooth touch came from the fingertips, Xie Yuan thought to himself, I don't know how these two lips tasted. What is the taste. Recalling how the man had kissed Bai Qing so passionately and furiously, the frozen flame in Xie Yuan's heart had a tendency to rekindle. He used his strength uncontrollably, almost rudely licking the man's lips.
There was a slight tingling sensation in his mouth, Chen Heng frowned slightly, raised his eyes to look at the young man opposite, Xie Yuan's brows were focused and gloomy at this time, he stared at his lips motionlessly, his slightly frowning brows showed Worried about what the master was doing.
Chen Heng didn't know what Xie Yuan was thinking, and he didn't stop Xie Yuan's reckless actions until the tip of his tongue tasted a touch of rust, and he knew that his lips were broken by Xie Yuan's fingers.
I really don't know what's going on with this kid.
Chen Heng stretched out his tongue to lick the wound on his lips, and inadvertently slipped over the boy's fingertips. Xie Yuan abruptly retracted his fingers and pressed his lips. Resisting the urge to lick the blood on the man's lips, Xie Yuan stared at the man's dilated pupils without blinking. Those eyes were as deep as a deep pool, and he could not see any emotion.
He pressed his lips against the man's lips, squirming his mouth, and his lips brushed against the man's lips, arousing the addiction in his heart, "Master, if you stay with me for the night, I may do something to you that I can't control myself. Did you really think about it?"
Chen Heng: "Yeah."
He was sure that Xie Yuan would not/raise it, so he had no fear.
After getting the answer he wanted, Xie Yuan finally stopped suppressing himself, almost wanton tasting the man's lips.
Chen Heng was very satisfied with the young man's enthusiastic response, because it meant that Xie Yuan still had him in his heart, and he only needed to get Xie Yuan's blood in his heart. He planned to wait until he had captured the martial arts gate and returned to the Xueyuan Palace before finding a chance to attack Xie Yuan, so that the blood extracted would be the freshest.
This Yuelai Inn is really not luxurious. The place where the bathing robe is separated from the bedroom is separated by a pink ink screen. Through the thin plain brocade, the figure of the person opposite is faintly visible.
At this time, Xie Yuan was sitting at the table, holding a cup of tea with three or two pieces of tea leaves floating in his hand. The taste of the tea was lackluster, showing the unique bitterness of old tea. On the fan screen, I saw the man's slender and flexible body reflected on the canvas depicting the landscape.
This hazy and ambiguous picture is even more touching because there is no substantial sight of the man's naked/exposed body. Xie Yuan began to uncontrollably fantasize about the man's appearance at the moment, and the body that had been silent for a long time actually showed a few traces of restlessness.
Doctor Di Jiang's pharmacy is strong and domineering. In the past two years, he has never stopped taking medicine. It is gratifying that his body has finally begun to develop. Although it did not meet his expectations, it has been greatly improved compared to the beginning. big improvement.
At this moment, a strange feeling lingered around him, and somewhere in him there was a faint tendency to look up.
With the sound of water splashing, Chen Heng slowly put on his clothes. His sixth sense has always been strong, and of course he could sense that Xie Yuan's eyes were always following him. He only wrapped his white tunic and tied his belt loosely. Chen Heng walked out of the screen. His sharp eyes happened to see Xie Yuan lowered his head and avoided his gaze.
Deliberately pretending not to know, Chen Heng straightened the front of his clothes, "I'll ask Xiao Er to change the bucket of water."
"No need." Xie Yuan said softly, "The disciple can wash with the water that the master has used."
Chen Heng snorted and smiled as Xie Yuan lowered his head and passed by him.
Through the screen, he saw Xie Yuan slipping his clothes into the wooden barrel, the silhouette that hurriedly passed by was thin and thin. Also, Xie Yuan lacked androgen, and no matter how much he practiced, he couldn't build any muscles.
Chen Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, rolled over and fell on the bed, with his hands behind his head, and began to close his eyes and rest.
After about half a column of incense, the sound of water in his ears gradually subsided. Chen Heng opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the reflection of the boy printed on the screen. Although Xie Yuan was thin, his body proportions were good, his limbs were slender and slender, and the black shadow printed on the ink screen was particularly pleasing to the eye.
Chen Heng blinked, and when Xie Yuan came out from the inside, the corners of his mouth twitched just right, and he watched the boy walking towards him with admiration. Because he was about to go to bed soon, Xie Yuan was not dressed properly as usual, and the white brocade robe opened to the sides, revealing the delicate texture inside him.
Seeing this scene, his man narrowed his eyes slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth paused for a second, and the smile was meaningful.
"Yuan'er, come to the bed quickly, don't catch a cold."
Xie Yuan responded, lifted the quilt and lay down, only to hear the man beside him ask in a rather strange tone, "Do you want to turn off the lights?"
He paused, turned to face the man, his crimson lips parted slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "Master, what do you think?" There was a thin layer of twilight in the eyes of the young man who said this, and he Facing his white and pink cheeks, he was just like a little beast seeking pleasure, apparently inexperienced but pretending to be calm.
Chen Heng thought it was interesting, and remembered that Xie Yuan was still in the infant state, so he said slowly with the joking mentality of wanting to see Xie Yuan make a fool of himself, "Then let's not put it out."
"It's what the master says."
Xie Yuan's tone was indifferent, and he didn't seem to be embarrassed by what was about to happen, "Since the master has left me, it shouldn't be an offense if the disciple does something to the master."
What does he want to do to him
Or, what can he do to him
Chen Heng suppressed the surprised look in his eyes, and the upward curvature of the corners of his mouth revealed a bit of tenderness.
"Yuan'er, I've made it so obvious, don't you know the heart of being a teacher?" He still had to stabilize Xie Yuan, and these love words that made his teeth sour must still be said.
Hearing this, Xie Yuan gave a wry smile, closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Master's heart is too unpredictable, and this disciple does not dare to be sentimental."
It seemed that Xie Yuan still did not let his guard down.
Grabbing Xie Yuan's hand and placing it on his chest, Chen Heng said affectionately: "I know that being with Bai Qing before broke your heart, but I did this for my own reasons, not true. like him."
"Difficulty?" The end sound rose slightly, representing the owner's doubts.
Chen Heng made a nonsense excuse, saying that Baiyun Villa had the secret martial arts technique he wanted, and he kidnapped Bai Qing just to get Bai Qing's father to hand over the lost secret technique on the rivers and lakes. Xie Yuan seemed to be attentive and didn't ask any further questions. When Chen Heng finished speaking, he held the man's hand with his backhand, "I believe you."
The two were very close, and Chen Hengcai realized that the pupils of the young man were not pure black, but a light amber color, as if a clear and transparent spring was surrounded.
The man rubbed the boy's hair, "When we go back, I'll go and make it clear to Bai Qing."
"Not in a hurry."
Xie Yuan shook his head slightly, kneading the man's fingertips skillfully, at the end, he bent his index finger and scratched lightly on the man's chest, his voice was filled with a sweet smell, "Master, you haven't been there for a long time. Sleep with me."
Chen Heng stretched out his hand and hugged Xie Yuan into his arms, "That's it."
The boy shook his head in dissatisfaction, grabbed the man's hand and moved down, and finally stopped somewhere.
"How to do?"
He frowned on purpose, and looked innocently at someone who was as dumb as a wooden chicken.
how come? Chen Heng took away the stunned look in his eyes. Could it be that his dose was not well controlled, and Xie Yuan developed a second time in the next few years
"Master? Master?"
Hearing Xie Yuan calling him, Chen Heng came back to his senses, with a smile on his face again, the end of his eyes slightly raised, under Xie Yuan's abruptly stiff gaze, he unceremoniously stretched out his hand and shook it, and gave it a try. feel and size.
Well, the size needs to be strengthened, it seems that the poison he placed is still useful.