On Xue Xian's eyes.
Xue Xian's breath stagnated, his eyes became pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.
Immediately afterwards, Xuan Min's kiss pressed down...
Chapter 98
The kiss on the black rock beach last time was just a touch of water, not even a shallow taste. It didn't have the slightest throbbing and ambiguous meaning. It was more like a restrained and solemn farewell, because the heart of the future will be indefinite.
At that time, Xue Xian's five senses had just begun to recover, and he only vaguely felt that his lips had been touched lightly. If he had not seen Xuan Min's death in the Hundred Wormholes, he would not have even noticed the touch. I haven't bothered to pay attention to these.
So until now, he didn't really understand what it was like to be kissed by Xuan Min.
Xuan Min usually feels indifferent and unapproachable, like an ice sculpture of restraint, cold and calm. If he didn't get close to him, just looking at him from a distance with his eyes would even create the illusion that his flesh, muscles and bones were made of snow, and even his breath was cold.
However, his kiss was warm, with an inexplicable meaning, as if all the soft and deep emotions in this life were poured into such an intimate gesture.
This kind of intimacy has appeared on Xuan Min, which is about a hundred years old. How could Xue Xian be able to withstand it, even if he was defeated.
Surrounded by tender emotions, he raised his head and responded. He rubbed the tip of Xuan Min's cool nose, and when his lips were slightly opened, the smile on the corners of his lips didn't even dissipate.
But... After about half an hour, this gentle and idle smile disappeared, not even a shadow was found.
Xue Xian deeply regretted that at that moment he opened his mouth and used the tip of his tongue to open Xuan Min's lips and entangle his lips and teeth. Otherwise, he wouldn't be sitting on Xuan Min's body with one hand supporting Xuan Min's waist and the other tightly entangling Xuan Min's fingers...
Xuan Min's body was covered with steaming sweat, and he was sweating even more. The place where his skin was touching was moist and slippery, and even his tightly entangled fingers were about to lose their grip.
Maybe it's the dragon saliva that is too harmful to others, and maybe it's because he has the same mind and no more depression. Xue Xian never thought that he could lose control and become like this. He kissed and bit Xuanmin's movements. On the hard bamboo bed, a red seal has been pressed.
He tensed his legs and lowered his waist heavily. His squinted eyes were once again covered with a layer of water mist, and the thick black eyelashes were already soaked. When a thin layer of red appeared uncontrollably around his eyes, he slightly opened his lips against Xuan Min, and a long He took a deep breath, and there was a faint whisper in his breath.
The hooked fingers spasmed with all their strength, and finally slipped away because of sweat, and grabbed Xuan Min's tense arm again.
When Xue Xian couldn't breathe, Xuan Min's empty hand grabbed his waist again and added a force.
Xue Xian finally couldn't help gasping for breath, but before he could breathe to the end, Xuan Min's eyes came out from his half-open eyes and swept across his lips. The other hand lifted up, squeezed his chin, tilted his head and kissed it...
A long time ago, when Xue Xian heard the word "dragon xingyin" in folklore, he couldn't help but fill the faces of mortals with a mocking smile. He has lived for thousands of years without realizing that he has any connection with that word.
Now he suddenly felt that there was still some truth to what he said...
But don't blame him, it's all Long Kou's fault.
Oh... and the copper coins and that red string.
The original dragon saliva only harmed Xuanmin alone, and now he was implicated by these two unfortunate things, and he was not spared.
Well, maybe there is also the presumptuous mentality of finally achieving positive results.
In a word, the cause and effect of this world are extremely complicated, and under the influence of various factors, the final result is that he feels that he can never get out of bed in this life.
But Xuan Min had just recuperated his body after all, and smoked the Buddha's bone before he died... Even if Xue Xian had confirmed it again and again, Xuan Min's waist was not missing after the resurrection, but the Buddha's bone was a thing that could be smoked. , he always felt that there were still some residual influences.
If he hadn't dared to let Xuan Min waste his foundation, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to sit on Xuan Min's body.
Of course, Shu Tan doesn't need to be said, so Xue Xian has nothing to regret about this matter alone. He was just annoyed at why he didn't endure one more day, anyway, he went to eat something first. Otherwise, you don't have to be reduced to the point where you can't control your sweating while you are hungry...
It took the two of them three days of work, back and forth on and off, until they finally cleaned up and refreshed themselves.