Bai Yueling was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Her clear Taoist heart was fluctuating violently at this moment. If she continued like this, her Taoist heart would be damaged.
Jiang Qiao's words sounded fine, but something felt wrong.
However, immortal cultivators should have firm beliefs and trust in themselves. If the relationship between the two is fake, then it is fake.
Playing on the spot, no matter how real the play is, it is still a play!
She took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the bed and recited Huang Ting, and then got rid of all the messy thoughts in her mind.
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After shoveling Fu Lu Shou Xi's shit, Jiang Qiao returned to his room and lay down leisurely. Recalling the shy look on Fairy Bai's face just now, an uncontrollable giggle appeared on his face.
The plan to kidnap the fairy into a wife is proceeding slowly and smoothly.
After walking around for a day, sleepiness quickly came to his mind. Jiang Qiao closed his eyes, thinking that one day he would be able to hug the fairy back home, and slowly fell asleep.
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On top of the snow-capped mountains, a man with white hair and plain robes stood on the top of the mountain, and behind him stood a girl in red.
"Disciple, those who want to become immortals should abandon the seven emotions and six desires. Only by being too supreme and forgetting emotions can we hope for the great path."
"Why do you forget your love?"
"Ruthless heart and soul."
The girl in red stared straight at his back and said in a soft voice, "Master, what should I do if I can't do it?"
“If you can’t do that, you can’t transcend.”
He sighed quietly: "I only made it half a step, but I couldn't take the last half step..."
The girl in red bit her lip: "If I am really too forgetful, Master, will you also forget me?"
His body trembled, his eyes closed slightly, and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face.
"I won't forget. I just don't have any feelings for things outside myself."
"Am I also a thing outside my body?"
He nodded hard.
"If this is cultivating immortality, I would rather not practice it!"
The girl turned around and swept down the mountain top, leaving a trace of red smoke in the endless pale ice and snow.
The snowy wind blew up his plain white Taoist robe. Looking at his disciple, a bitter smile appeared on his everlasting expression.
"Idiot, idiot, if you can't keep your mind pure and have few desires when cultivating immortality, and the more distracting thoughts you have in your mind, the Taoist heart will collapse, the bottleneck will be thick, the inner demon will be rampant, and the day of transcendence will be far away."
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The biting cold wind howled outside the window, as if it was driven by the snowy wind. Jiang Qiao shivered inexplicably and woke up. He glanced at the window. No wonder it was so cold. It turned out that he had forgotten to close it.
But the quilt is so warm, and I still have to get up to close the window. Forget it, just huddle under the quilt and endure it. The night will pass quickly.
There was a faint fragrance on the tip of his nose. This smell was very familiar to Jiang Qiao. Its appearance in the room at this time and its presence on his bed could only mean one thing.
He turned his head and saw Bai Yueling leaning sideways, holding her chin with her hand and looking at him. Her scarlet eyes were slightly dazed. The hands that often touched his body unexpectedly did not move tonight.
"This is at my house. Didn't I tell you a long time ago not to mess around? What if my parents wake up at night and find out." Jiang Qiao looked helpless.
"They won't wake up."
Bai Yueling blinked: "Did you... just dream?"
"No, absolutely not!"
Jiang Qiao shook his head and denied it. This woman actually thought that he was sexually assaulting her? What's so good about her? Isn't it just that she's a little prettier and has a better figure? She has many two-dimensional wives, and it's not like she hasn't seen them before.
Bai Yueling smiled half-heartedly: "Jiang Lang, your thoughts are not serious. I didn't say 'Le Wuhen', but a very serious dream."
"That's even worse. If you didn't come, I could sleep until dawn. In medicine, dreamlessness is considered to be a better state of rest."
"Think about it carefully, are you really not dreaming?" Bai Yueling raised the corner of her mouth.
Jiang Qiao thought about it seriously and shook his head again. He just looked at her eyes and asked in a confused tone, "Am I talking in my sleep?"
"Guess?" Bai Yueling blinked.
Jiang Qiao said angrily: "I can't guess."
"Well, you said you love me so much. You wish you could get a marriage certificate with me after I get my ID card, and raise three children together. Even if we don't have more children, we can still contribute to the country." Bai Yueling said in a serious tone.
"The tone of this nonsense sounds like my tone, but it's not like my style. It's so expensive to raise children now. I can't afford to raise one, so why should I raise three?" Jiang Qiao had already concluded that she was lying.
Bai Yueling sneered, hesitated for a few seconds and then said slowly: "Master, can you call me disciple again?"
The sweet voice made Jiang Qiao's bones go numb.
You bold witch, don’t even think about destroying my Taoist heart or messing up my mind!
I thought silently in my mind: Steady!
"What do you want to do again?" Jiang Qiao looked wary.
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to hear, scream, scream, scream~" She shook Jiang Qiao's arm coquettishly.
When his fingers touched the delicate skin, he took a breath and broke into a cold sweat: "Where are your clothes?"
"Who is a serious person who wears clothes when sleeping~"
Jiang Qiao's tone was faint: "Are you saying I'm not serious?"
The winter in the south is really too cold. Every morning it is freezing below the thighs, so he not only wears autumn clothes and long trousers, he even wants to put on socks as well.
"My body is warm. Master, why don't you take off your clothes and hold me to sleep? Come back to the house on time every morning and make sure no one can find out~"
Bai Yueling blew gently into his ear: "My disciple, I just want to secretly be a pair of wild mandarin ducks with you, and we just sleep together without doing anything~"
"No, I don't want to."
Jiang Qiao immediately shook his head fiercely. Can he still promise not to do anything while sleeping with him in his arms? What little lucidity there was would be forgotten in an instant.
He once watched a video that said people are actually controlled by hormones secreted by organs. When lust comes, he doesn't believe he can hold it back.
The bewitchment of the inner demon is really powerful.
Fortunately, my will is stronger, I am loyal to Fairy Bai, and I can win every move.
"Jiang Lang, you are really heartless."
Bai Yueling pouted and said in a very resentful tone: "Look at me, how can I not compare with her? I have the same face and the same figure. Even if I imitate her, I can still imitate her perfectly. If I practice double cultivation, not only will my cultivation be able to advance by leaps and bounds, You can also enjoy double the happiness, and you don’t even want this deal that comes to your door?”
"I'm a traditional, law-abiding young man. I can't have sexual intercourse until I get married." He said dryly.
Bai Yueling smiled and said: "In that case... when my ID card arrives, we will go get it!"
Jiang Qiao's breath froze.
"No, it doesn't matter what I say about this matter. We still have to wait and see what my parents want."
"Aunt Xia makes the decision at home, and she likes me. Do you think they both agree?"
"It still doesn't work. When I was 15 years old, I made a vow not to get married until I was 28. I want to be an honest and trustworthy person. You can't force me."
"If you're 28, that's only two years."
Bai Yueling said with a smile: "Then it's settled."
Jiang Qiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. This inner demon should still be reasonable with him, so he would have to work with Fairy Bai in the past two years to figure out how to solve the inner demon's problem.
Bai Yueling slept on his pillow, gently scratching his chest with her bare hands.
"Speaking of which, please don't interrupt. Master, please call me your disciple."
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(I share with you my daily life with my fairy wife, but you still scold me, woo woo woo)