It was an extremely quiet night, and the candles barely flickered. In the small room, Shen Qingxuan's voice was not loud, but it was clear. His expression was very serious, even dignified.
He said with such an expression: I will go to the same destination with you by different routes, okay
Yi Mo was a little surprised.
How can you not be surprised
He was originally a snake, but he was enlightened only because of his cold personality and was favored by others. The person who enlightened him is now an immortal in the sky. He has practiced for thousands of years. And the fairy class is just another two or three hundred years. At this time, there was a mortal, Shen Qingxuan, who said with certainty: "I and you have arrived at the same destination by different routes."
Where are we going? Heaven or earth
Yi Mo could tell that Shen Qingxuan didn't have the root of Taoism, it was related to fate. Shen Qingxuan's fate is vigorous and unspeakably precious, but he is only adapted to the world of mortals. Although Shen Qingxuan, who was destined for wealth and honor, is in dire straits at this time, it is just a period of bad luck.
When they met for the first time, Yi Mo knew that this was a chance for him and Shen Qingxuan. The meeting was due to chance, otherwise he had been hiding in the mountains, how could he enter the Shen family's other courtyard on a whim on that day, and even wrapped himself around the railing in a snake shape to bask in the sun, causing Shen Qingxuan to pour a cup of hot tea all over his body.
So he helped him, but he obeyed the destiny. According to the sayings in the world, he is Shen Qingxuan's nobility, and if he helps him get through the calamity, he can also get merit.
Shen Qingxuan, who has survived the bad luck, will naturally go with the tide according to his fate, and it will have nothing to do with him when he reaches the extreme in the future. Yi Mo doesn't pay much attention to profit and fortune in the world, but Shen Qingxuan's fate is fixed, and he can't escape it.
Moreover, a mortal's life is only a hundred years, and a hundred years is just a drop in the ocean to him. In the future, when Shen Qingxuan died of old age, his bones were completely rotten, but he still looked like this, walking and standing in the world. Why do we come together
Yi Mo walked over slowly, stood in front of Shen Qingxuan, lowered his head, looked at him for a long time, and then said: "I really underestimated you."
Shen Qingxuan knew that his previous words were reckless, even offensive, but he didn't know how he could say such a thoughtless remark. At this moment, Yi Mo's face was usually indifferent, and he couldn't see any clues, so Shen Qingxuan took this sentence as a compliment. Unexpectedly, Emer paused for a moment, and then said calmly: "Although she is thin and weak, she will fall at the first sight of the wind, but she is very lustful."
Shen Qingxuan suddenly asked him to make such an evaluation, but he couldn't react for a while, and still raised his face, staring at him blankly. After he reacted, his face suddenly lit up with bright clouds, and he couldn't even speak smoothly, and he scolded in a low voice: "You, what nonsense are you talking about!"
Yi Mo still stood with his hands behind his back, without any emotion on his face, he just said calmly: "I saved your life, and I promise you to recover as usual, and you should repay me with your body. It's just that I haven't committed adultery yet. Heart, but you are so anxious, I am very surprised."
What he said was clear and clear. However, the thoughts in Shen Qingxuan's mind were immediately bombarded into scum, and he could not speak.
Yi Mo saw that he was in disarray, blushing as if he was going to spontaneously combust in the next second, and panicked with his tongue tied. After pondering for a moment, he raised his hand, curled his fingers slightly, and touched the hot and shameless face with his fingertips. It's like an inspection, and it's also extremely frivolous.
The heat is transmitted from the fingertips, and the touch is smooth. Yi Mo opened his palm again, and turned his wrist sideways, letting his cold palm completely and completely cover the heat source. extremely warm.
Later on, his palm slowly stroked that face, from the corner of the forehead to the cheekbones, and then down to the cheeks, finally resting on Shen Qingxuan's sharp and thin chin. After stroking his cold palm for a while, the temperature on Shen Qingxuan's face not only did not drop, but became even hotter.
Regardless of Shen Qingxuan's wide-eyed and dazed appearance, Yi Mo touched it for a while, then Shi Shiran withdrew his hand, saying: "It's a little thinner, but it's still smooth."
Shen Qingxuan let out a low cry of "Ah", and then instinctively shrank back, regained consciousness, and quickly reprimanded: "You think this is a business transaction, do you still need to check and accept it?"
Yi Mo raised his eyes, looked straight at him, and said: "Since you want to promise yourself with your body, why don't you allow me to have a test?"
Shen Qingxuan was still blushing, but most of his sanity had recovered. Seeing that he was so frank and shameless, and there were only two people in the room, they were very close, and the exchange of breaths made the ambiguity even more, so he simply let go of his shame, and whispered He said: "According to what you said, I did it to repay your kindness. Have you ever seen any man who would promise himself to repay his kindness? There are no such records in those books."
He was talking, but Yimo reached out again and untied the belt around his waist.
With his waist loosened, Shen Qingxuan pursed his lips tightly and swallowed the words he was going to say, and suddenly understood in his heart that it was not that Yi Mo didn't understand, but deliberately shifted his thoughts to the matter of repaying his gratitude. In this way, it is much easier to solve, and there are not so many entanglements.
Shen Qingxuan wanted to understand this, but felt as if his heart had been poured with ice water, and the cold air overflowed. It's just that he has some experience, and he calmed down in an instant, thinking how could he be the opponent of this well-informed old monster, but he didn't move at all, letting Yi Mo undress himself.
The room suddenly returned to silence, only the slight rustle of clothes being loosened.
Shen Qingxuan looked down at his outer robe which was wide open, revealing the snow-white undershirt. He also saw the thin, strong and slender fingers moving deftly, loosening the thin belt on the waist of the jacket, and then went to untie another thin belt. When Yi Mo's cold fingers occasionally touched the skin of his body, Shen Qingxuan felt cold, and tiny bumps appeared on his body.
Sensing his reaction, Yi Mo stopped his hands, remained silent for a moment, and asked, "So, are you still willing to promise yourself?"
Shen Qingxuan also remained silent for a moment, then let out a low laugh, and raised his hand to untie his hair crown. A head of long hair poured down, covering half of his face in strands.
"Since it is to repay your kindness, you must be sincere." Shen Qingxuan rolled up the corners of his lips, put the crown aside, turned around and smiled calmly: "Don't say that you are a snake, you can't freeze me to death. It is the thousand-year ice, I Maybe."
Yi Mo didn't say a word after listening, and stretched out his hand again, passed through the loose hem, and slowly stroked the thinnest curve of his waist.
Shen Qingxuan trembled in his hand, then relaxed his body, closed his eyes as if unwilling to look at the scene, and focused on feeling the hand touching his waist, cruising there lightly or heavily. On the curved line, sometimes pause and knead slowly, and sometimes increase the strength to clasp the waist tightly.
Perhaps it was because of the difference in body temperature that always reminded that the person fondling him at this time was not of the same kind, but of the same sex. The part that shouldn't be so sensitive is now extremely sensitive, Shen Qingxuan can only feel that the skin on his waist rubbed by his hands is burning from the inside to the outside, and the numbness is transmitted from the psoas muscles to half of the body, The meridian connected to the lower abdomen was being kneaded and pulled, so that he was not covered by a robe, and the part where he was only wearing underwear gradually raised his head.
Shen Qingxuan opened his eyes with uneven breathing, and happened to meet a pair of eyes that were as cold and silent as a cold pool. In an instant, his heartbeat, which had gradually lost its rhythm, completely collapsed.
Shen Qingxuan didn't know where he got the courage, grabbed Yi Mo's skirt, pulled him face to face, touched his nose, and said with his lips touching: "Put me on the bed."
Hearing his slightly weak voice rang in his ears, Shen Qingxuan blushed for a moment, but said again: "The legs and feet are inconvenient, and the body is weak, so you should take care of it."