The distant sky is dimly lit up.
The hot spring is located on the top of the mountain, so when the first ray of light appears from the horizon, it falls into the hot spring.
Shen Qingxuan only felt that there was a force supporting him, making him float on the water without sinking.
The taste of soaking in natural hot springs is not the same as that of a cramped wooden barrel with a size of one inch. Shen Qingxuan was immersed in the water, feeling so comfortable that he just wanted to sigh.
Later, Yi Mo also took off his robe and stepped into the water.
The water was rippling, Shen Qingxuan opened his eyes slightly, and watched the man with loose long hair stepping on the water, slowly approaching, the air filled with the smell of sulfur was filled with a cold breath, so close at hand.
Shen Qingxuan opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly remembered that he couldn't speak, and there was no pen and ink around him, so he couldn't even talk. The good mood was ruined by half. After all, after not meeting each other for such a long time, finally being able to face each other again, but not being able to talk, was really disappointing, Shen Qingxuan's expression became gloomy.
Yi Mo soaked in the water, looked at him for a while, and finally raised his hand, his cold fingers flashed a faint green light, and caressed his throat.
Shen Qingxuan watched his movements, and felt that his throat seemed to be drenched with mint juice from the inside to the outside. He couldn't tell whether it was hot or cold, but the overly vivid feeling forced him to burst into tears.
When Yi Mo withdrew his hand, he only felt the golden light in front of his eyes, as if the uncomfortable feeling of suffocation made Shen Qingxuan suppress his throat and cough desperately.
At first, there was a silent cough, and then there was a strange hoarse sound in the throat, which gradually became heavier, and finally every cough made a movement no different from ordinary people.
He—coughed. When Shen Qingxuan realized this, he couldn't say he was surprised or happy. He only knew that streams of moist water meandered down from the corners of his eyes, accompanied by the sound of coughing, one after another, resounding over the lonely mountain peak and the fog-shrouded hot spring sky.
As if he was about to cough up his lungs, Shen Qingxuan's eyes were red from coughing, he hunched over and drank hot spring water several times, and fell on the protruding stone with all his strength exhausted, gasping for breath.
Yi Mo leaned against the rock opposite him, with his arms casually resting on both sides, looked at him indifferently for a while, and finally closed his eyes to rest, letting Shen Qingxuan lie on the opposite side, coughing and wheezing.
After a cup of tea, Shen Qingxuan finally stopped coughing, and after he recovered, he covered his throat and looked back, and this was the scene he saw.
In the misty hot spring water, Yi Mo leaned on a protruding rock, with his arms crossed like a large character, his eyes closed and his head raised, with a calm expression, as if everything outside of him had nothing to do with him.
Only the loose long hair floated on the water in front of him, occasionally moving slightly with the water waves.
Other than that, he seemed like a sculpture, cold, indifferent, and indifferent.
Shen Qingxuan looked at it, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.
Because of this unexplainable discomfort, Shen Qingxuan knew that he had regained his voice ability, but he never spoke, and just stared at him without blinking.
The distance between the two is not far, but there are still a few steps away. The mist evaporated from the hot spring is like a thin veil, looming between them. Behind the veil is Yi Mo's face.
Shen Qingxuan still couldn't look away as if seeing his face for the first time. I thought to myself that there is no other person in this world who is so magnificent.
While watching, Yi Mo's closed eyelashes trembled, and then he opened them. The eyes are secluded and deep, as quiet as a thousand-foot cold pool, without a trace of waves.
Yi Mo asked him lightly: "Why are you unhappy?"
Shen Qingxuan thought to himself, how do you know that I'm unhappy, but he didn't make a sound, he still looked at him, and after a while, he replied: "Of course I'm happy."
After nearly twenty years, he spoke for the first time, and his voice was a little hoarse, which was extremely strange even to himself. You have to listen carefully, and carefully recall the child's voice when you were young, before you can be sure that the voice is really made by yourself.
"I..." Shen Qingxuan tentatively opened his mouth again, and was taken aback by the voice coming out of his throat. After a while, he warned himself to speak more familiarly, and said slowly, "I thought it would take two months for you to come back."
"After finishing the work, I will come back naturally." Yi Mo said.
Shen Qingxuan let out a "huh", lowered his head, thought for a moment before speaking: "I don't know why, I don't want people to know that I can already speak..."
Yi Mo nodded, expressing his understanding.
"If they ask me how I recovered, I'm not very good at lying." Shen Qingxuan considered the words and said while practicing pronunciation, "So I won't talk about it for now."
After a pause, he said again: "Have you retrieved the snake slough?"
Yi Mo said, "Yes."
"That's good." Shen Qingxuan said.
After finishing speaking, he didn't know what to say, so he bowed his head and remained silent.
Yi Mo withdrew his arms and immersed himself in the water, and remained silent for a while before asking, "How did you get sick this time?"
Shen Qingxuan didn't expect him to ask this, so he hesitated for a moment before explaining the process in detail, naturally omitting the section about Qimeng, and only blamed the accident on drinking. He fell asleep while taking a bath when he was drunk. , I don’t know if the water is cold. That's sick.
After hearing this, Yi Mo raised his eyes and stared at him for a moment, not knowing what to think, and said: "Miss in the boudoir is nothing more than that."
He spoke without beginning or end, but Shen Qingxuan immediately understood the irony in his words, and his expression was filled with shame and indignation, he actually compared him to the delicate daughter's house in his boudoir!
It's a pity that his own tongue skills are not as good as others, and he can only open his mouth just now. He is on the same level as this big snake that has lived for a thousand years, and he can only be bullied.
After pondering for a long time, Shen Qingxuan replied angrily: "Naturally, it can't compare to your scales and armor."
The implication is that he has no thick skin and is invulnerable to all poisons.
The two were fighting a language lawsuit and soaking in the water, but they didn't feel bored. The night gradually receded, the light became brighter, and a round of red sun rose majesticly, illuminating the two people in the water with distinct eyebrows and eyes.
Shen Qingxuan's words became more and more proficient and fluent, and he spoke happily, and moved himself to Yi Mo's place by the buoyancy of the water, wanting to talk close to Yi Mo as usual.
As they got closer, they realized that the sun was shining brightly, and the water was clear. Both of them were naked, and everything under the water was clearly visible in the clear water.
Shen Qingxuan's face flushed immediately, he was ashamed of his physical disability, and compared to Yi Mo's lean body, he looked more like a young man who hadn't reached the weak crown, his thin hands and legs were really ugly, he quickly lowered his head, leaned on the rock and backed away with the help of buoyancy two points. After all this back and forth, my hands were flustered, and my fingertips slipped on the smooth rock soaked in spring water. Without grasping it, my unbalanced body suddenly fell into the water, and the warm spring water disappeared instantly. Topped.
Seeing him tossing back and forth in the water, Yi Mo had already guessed something in his mind, and seeing him slipping and sinking in the water, he thought it was funny, and became narrow-minded, so he didn't go to rescue him immediately. Anyway, you can't drown.
Drowning in the water, Shen Qingxuan only stretched out his hands to scratch, and was anxious why Yi Mo didn't help him, so he opened his eyes in the water amidst the confusion.
What caught the eye was a pair of flexible lower limbs, slender and powerful, with slightly raised calf muscles and distinct curves.
The line of sight goes up the calf, and there is a clump of black hair in the middle of the strong thigh, which is slightly rippling in the water like a water plant, but between the hair is a sexual organ that is quietly curled up. Also unusually large.
The plump mushroom heads can be vaguely seen outside the soft skin, and even the fine holes in the middle can be seen clearly.
Shen Qingxuan didn't know where the strength came from, he supported the stone wall with one hand, and raised himself from the water with a "crash-".
His face was flushed, and his heart was beating like a drum.
I don't know if it's choking or something else.
Supporting the stone wall with one hand, and wiping away the water from his face with the other, Shen Qingxuan met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Shen Qingxuan's heartbeat was almost uncontrollable, and he choked up a few mouthfuls of water, and hurriedly lowered his head and coughed heavily, trying to calm his heartbeat.
At this time, I only heard Yi Mo's deserted voice, and asked teasingly in my ear: "Mr. Shen, is the taste of this hot spring water comparable to your Mid-Autumn Festival wine?"
Shen Qingxuan now knew that this snake liked to tease him, what he asked had no other intention, it was just a real joke. Unable to live up to expectations, he instantly remembered the cold limbs that entangled himself in the cold water bath that night. And what you just saw in front of you.
He subconsciously glanced into the water from the corner of his eyes, because of this farce, the two of them had unknowingly reached the limit. With this glance, Shen Qingxuan once again saw the huge thing in the water clearly.
Four words suddenly appeared in my mind: Snakes are inherently obscene.
These four words were like Gu insects, which penetrated into his heart instantly, and attracted thoughts that came from nowhere.
Shen Qingxuan clearly felt that the heartbeat that was calming down was once again out of order, like the chaos of heavy rain hitting the rubble in the mountains, but the sound became louder and more urgent.
Unable to resist anymore, he just watched his years of innocence and asceticism be wiped away.
Shen Qingxuan turned around abruptly, took a breath, hurriedly turned his back on the rock outside the water surface, and hid his raised legs between the dark water. He also reasoned that he was not feeling well, so he lay down here for a while. After finishing speaking, he hid his head in his arms, panting thinly, to curb his galloping desire.
Yi Mo didn't move at all, looking deeply at the thin body lying on the rock, that body was pale and thin, trembling slightly as if it had been greatly frightened. The ripples of water around him spread with the trembling of his body, like invisible thin threads, guiding Yi Mo to capture all the slight movements, rushing desires, and sudden panic in the water into his eyes.
Like a god looking down on all beings.
After a long silence, Shen Qingxuan finally raised his head slowly from the crook of his arms, and did not dare to look at Yi Mo, and still lowered his eyelids, and said in a low voice: "You send me back."
Yimo didn't respond for a long time.
Shen Qingxuan was at Liushen Wuzhu at this time, and suddenly felt a chill on his shoulder. Yi Mo walked around behind him at some point, stretched out a cold hand, put it on his shoulder, and pulled Shen Qingxuan over to face him. It seemed not enough, and continued to approach.
In the blink of an eye, the cheeks of the two were within arm's reach, and the breath gushed out on each other's face, making Shen Qingxuan blushed again.
"Mr. Shen." Yi Mo's voice was still cold, without showing any emotion, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, he said in a calm and unhurried manner: "She-beasts have different paths since ancient times, you have to think about it."
Shen Qingxuan's face turned red and white.
But without waiting for him to react more, he felt a flash in front of his eyes and the wind whistled in his ears.
In the blink of an eye, he was back in the villa, lying on his own bed.
As if being thrown back, the blush on Shen Qingxuan's face immediately faded and was replaced with livid.