Shen Zhixian didn't know that it was not an honor to be invited by a beautiful woman, he only knew that he was going to be burnt by Yan Jin's sight.
As if he was a heartless person who changed his mind and forgot the old.
Fortunately, the lady was just doing a scene and invited them back, probably just to be angry with her husband. After asking them clearly that they were just people passing by, she asked them to prepare a guest room and asked them to go first. rest.
"You have a job." After smilingly sending off the steward who led them, Shen Zhixian rubbed his brows and tried to reason with Yan Jin: "Don't be angry, I'm here for no other purpose, I just want to inquire about the undead city. thing."
Yan Jin's expression loosened a little, Shen Zhixian saw this and knew that he was willing to tell the story, so he pushed him to rest in the room arranged by the manager, "Those two are probably busy settling accounts with each other, let's rest first, Let's talk about it tomorrow."
The steward didn't know their relationship, so he arranged two rooms for them, Shen Zhixian didn't care, Yan Jin was a little reluctant: "I want to be together..."
The door of the guest room faced the outside, and was guarded by guards. The two guards saw them wandering around the door of the room, and quietly looked over.
Shen Zhixian coughed lightly and said sternly: "Be polite at other people's houses, be serious. Be good." He pushed Yan Jin into the room, and went back to the next room himself, closing the door.
In fact, since the day Yan Jin confessed his thoughts, they hadn't slept in separate rooms. Today, the two suddenly separated, not to mention Yan Jin, Shen Zhixian actually felt that he... seemed a little unaccustomed.
Always subconsciously want to call Yan Jin.
When I was drinking water, I wanted to ask Yan Jin if he wanted to drink it. When I was ready to rest, I wanted to ask Yan Jin to shake the quilt.
Shen Zhixian stood in front of the bed for a long time before sighing helplessly.
This is not good. How can a person be so dependent on others in this world? Habits are a terrible existence.
He took off his shoes and socks, hung his coat on the shelf beside the couch, shook off the quilt, and was about to rest when he heard a light knock on the window not far away.
Shen Zhixian paused for a while, then walked to the window with bare feet after a while, with a slight force on his wrist, he pushed the window halfway open.
Outside the window of this house is a bamboo forest, the moonlight falls, the bamboo shadows are luxuriant, the wind blows the leaves, rustling, and the environment is very quiet.
Yan Jin, who had just separated, was standing in front of the window. As soon as the window opened, his eyes fell on Shen Zhixian accurately.
Shen Zhixian tightened his fingers on the window, and after a while he opened all the windows and said, "Why are you here?"
Yan Jin said softly, "I want to go in."
Shen Zhixian immediately put aside all his thoughts just now, and extended his hand to him without hesitation.
Yan Jin held it, jumped easily, and entered the room.
Shen Zhixian had an unknowing smile in his eyes, and whispered, "If you don't leave a good door, you have to open the window."
Yan Jin also whispered back to him: "I'm afraid that Suijian will not let me in." He looked down and saw Shen Zhixian's bare feet, he closed the window with his hand, and half hugged the person and urged him back to the couch, "It's cold on the ground."
Shen Zhixian obediently returned to the bed, watched the other party sneak in without hesitation, and pushed him: "Get up early tomorrow and go back to your room."
Otherwise, when someone sees the two of them in a good room tomorrow, they have to come to squeeze a room without sleeping... Shen Zhixian said that he is getting old and shy easily.
Yan Jin hummed, not sure if she heard it or not, she embraced the person familiarly, put out the candle with a flick of her fingers, and the surroundings were suddenly dark.
Shen Zhixian habitually put his hands on his waist, nestled in his arms, and prepared to sleep peacefully.
Being held by Yan Jin, Shen Zhixian was actually very happy.
His physique was cold, and he always felt cold when he fell asleep. When he was in Qingyun Sect, he always had a hand warmer in his bed. The hand warmer that had been blessed by magic and was burning hot was wrapped in soft brocade cloth. Although it was warm, it was not very comfortable to hold. Although Shen Zhixian disliked it, there was nothing he could do.
And now being held by Yan Jin...
Yan Jin is simply a natural and pollution-free super heater built for him!
Shen Zhixian was surrounded by this reassuring warmth, and was about to fall asleep in a daze, when he suddenly heard Yan Jin calling him softly.
"…Huh?" He answered vaguely half asleep, his voice barely audible and his eyes closed.
Yan Jin's lips were on his forehead, and the breath made him a little itchy. He shrank involuntarily, and in a trance, he heard Yan Jin asking him, "...What did you watch when you saw Sui Jian?"
Shen Zhixian was so sleepy that Shen Zhixian didn't react. He half-opened his eyes in a daze, and immediately felt his body sinking.
After the sleepiness dissipated, Shen Zhixian subconsciously pressed his hand against his chest, pressing it slightly to prevent him from being completely pressed down, and said, "What are you doing?"
The candle was blown out, and in the darkness, other senses were magnified infinitely. Shen Zhixian felt Yan Jin's hand slowly move to his waist and poked tentatively.
Not knowing where he poked him, Shen Zhixian froze suddenly, his back straightened, and his voice trembled for a moment: "Don't touch me there..."
He just thought that Yan Jin touched him by accident, and pushed Yan Jin again, to push Yan Jin off himself, but Yan Jin remained unmoved, and poked his waist with great precision.
Shen Zhixian lived such a big life, he really didn't really fear anything, the only thing he was afraid of...
Is being touched by the soft waist of the waist.
- That's where he's most sensitive.
However, after poking and poking again and again, Yan Jin did not restrain himself, and rubbed the edge even more vigorously.
Shen Zhixian's waist is very thin, and there is no excess fat on his lower abdomen. In order to sleep comfortably, the straps of his underwear were not fastened tightly, but were loose. Yan Jin's slender fingers fiddled lightly and they loosened.
Warm fingertips touched delicate skin.
Shen Zhixian's breathing became hurried, and the hand holding Yan Jin's collar tightened a little, and whispered, "A Jin!"
His original intention was to stop Yan Jin, but this sound gave Yan Jin courage. Instead of flinching, Yan Jin completely put his entire palm on his skin.
Shen Zhixian was scalded by the fiery palm, and suddenly shivered, subconsciously struggling. But Yan Jin pressed him firmly under him, he couldn't move, and could only passively bear what Yan Jin brought him...
itchy.
So Yan Jin seemed to have discovered something extremely interesting, slightly curved his fingertips, poked lightly, and poked around in a circle without a teacher.
Shen Zhixian was still trying to hold back his breath, but after Yan Jin shouted "Sui Jian" with some doubts, he couldn't hold back any longer, and he laughed unsteadily: "Don't do it... It's so itchy. …”
Yan Jin showed a thoughtful look. He carefully recalled the scene that was scattered by Shen Zhixian in a quick glance today in the painting boat. The two long legs were pressing on Shen Zhixian and struggling to kick his legs. As he continued, the other hand hovered and wandered repeatedly on his lower abdomen around his waist.
Shen Zhixian couldn't hold it anymore, his whole body was trembling, and his uncontrollable laughter was intermittent, he threatened: "Ajin... You're going to rebel! Well, don't poke any more! If you poke again, I won't be with you for a day tomorrow. speak!"
This seems to be the same as in that picture, but it seems to be different.
In that picture, the two people are also up and down, their clothes are half faded, and the people lying below have a blurred expression, as if they are enjoying it, and they seem to be holding back something.
Yan Jin didn't know what they were doing, and before he could understand it, the scene was scattered by Shen Zhixian.
The dim light did not prevent him from seeing Shen Zhixian's situation fully. The face of the person under him, Junxiu, was crimson, and tears were forced out of the corners of his eyes, his eyes were slightly moist, and his breathing trembled.
Yan Jin felt like there was a sea of fire in the bottom of his heart, burning hotly, sweeping through his body, trying to burn him and Shen Zhixian to the ground.
Shen Zhixian's hand finally struggled out, he tried his best to calm his breath, his brows still had a smile on his face, he pressed Yan Jin's chaotic hand, and said in an unsteady tone: "Who taught you to do this..."
"Booklet..."
"Um?"
He murmured too softly, and Shen Zhixian couldn't hear it clearly. He hummed in confusion, but Yan Jin said, "I can't read the booklet, so can I read Suijian's words book?"
From Shen Zhixian's reaction, he was keenly aware that the booklet and the book of words were probably similar things. The more Shen Zhixian didn't want to show it to him, the more he wanted to read it.
Probably this is... Yan Jin's belated teenage curiosity and rebelliousness
Shen Zhixian: "..."
Only then did Shen Zhixian know that Yan Jin was talking about the pamphlet about the painted skin demon. He felt that he could never raise a crooked apprentice. He categorically refused: "No."
Yan Jin moved his hand while being held down: "See you at the end of the year..."
"It's useless to act like a spoiled child, A Jin, you are a big kid, you have to be obedient - don't move your hands! Can't you hear me!"
Will Yan Jin be obedient
Maybe during the day when you're awake, but definitely not right now.
In the dark night, those secret thoughts were all revealed and vented without restraint, unscrupulous.
Yan Jin easily got rid of Shen Zhixian's imprisonment, so he repeated the trick.
This time, he was determined to let Shen Zhixian let go, and the nonsense became more and more serious. Shen Zhixian could not stop him without his spiritual power. He struggled and dodged in the narrow space between his chest and the bed, and was scratched hard by him He smiled in a controlled manner, the circles of his eyes were all red, and a tear clung to the corners of his eyes, moist and moist.
Shen Zhixian originally gritted his teeth and refused to agree, but Yan Jin is a normal man with strong blood and energy, and he is so close to his sweetheart...
Shen Zhixian felt an unharmonious hot pressing against him, his back stiffened, and his whole body was not well.
Although he is willing to get in touch with Yan Jin, he has not been able to reach that point directly. Fortunately, Yan Jin had never been in touch with this kind of thing before, so he didn't understand it very well.
Before things became more uncontrollable, Shen Zhixian took a deep breath and resolutely abandoned the car to protect the handsome: "Okay, okay... Stop making trouble, take a look, can't I show you..."
He pushed Yan Jin with little energy, "I'll give it to you tomorrow, don't make any more trouble."
Yan Jin stopped, not knowing when it started, the fire in his heart shifted to his lower abdomen, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He had never felt this way before, he didn't know why, and wanted to figure out what was going on, but Shen Zhixian rarely let go, and he didn't want to miss it, so he could only bury his head in the crevice of Shen Zhixian's neck and arched it, whispering. Hum: "Now..."
Shen Zhixian who didn't respond at first will be thrown out of the fire. He gritted his teeth again, tried to ignore the subtle existence, and succumbed: "You let go and let me get up."
Yan Jin let go of her hand obediently, turned over and sat up, flicked her fingers to light the candle, and hugged Shen Zhixian to sit up as well.
Shen Zhixian seemed to be a little hesitant, but Yan Jin stared at him for a split second, thinking that he would continue to make a fool of himself if he didn't take it out.
Shen Zhixian was helpless when he looked at him. He dutifully took out the storage bag where the book was hidden, rummaged through it slowly, and put three book books in Yan Jin's hands, one of which was just a while ago. It was not taken back from Yan Jin.
Of course, there are more than three books in the whole set, but the content in this book is step-by-step, and the latter two... Shen Zhixian didn't feel anything when he read it himself, but thought that Yan Jin had read it...
hiss.
Shen Zhixian felt his face get hot.
Seeing that Yan Jin seemed to want to say something else, Shen Zhixian sternly said, "Don't think about anything else! I'm really going to be angry if you make trouble again!"
Yan Jin said hello in a low voice, and carefully put the notebook into her storage bag, with a little joy hidden in her eyes, like a child who finally got candy, her stern face softened a lot.
After such a commotion, the sleepiness disappeared, and Shen Zhixian didn't want to lie down, so he leaned in Yan Jin's arms and talked gossip.
"Painted skin demons have all kinds of stunning colors, are you not tempted by the new year?"
"What are you going to do?" Shen Zhixian casually said, "The skin is the most difficult thing to ask for, and anyone will be a bone in a hundred years... Well, of course, the truth is that I still like beautiful ones, after all, I have to treat my eyes well."
He tilted his head to look at Yan Jin, his eyes slid from Yan Jin's eyebrows to Yan Jin's lips.
Yan Jin's appearance is that kind of tough style, with long eyebrows like swords, dark eyes, pale lips, always slightly pursed, when not speaking, the whole person looks restrained and stern. However, occasionally he will show a strong aura, which makes people obey unconsciously.
Shen Zhixian liked his tune very much. Although he was taciturn, his every move was reassuring.
To put it in the unsightly words of the unserious trivia, it is strong, cold and abstinent, which makes people want to tease him, smash his indifferent mask, and see what other expressions he can show.
Shen Zhixian saw that Yan Jin's ears were a little red, and then he smiled slightly and boasted solemnly: "Our Jin is much prettier than her."
When Shen Zhixian compared it with the painted skin demon, Yan Jin was not angry. He lowered his eyelashes, saw Shen Zhixian smiling and heard Shen Zhixian say "We A Jin", his throat tightened and he did not speak.
Shen Zhixian remembered the hatred he had just been tricked into, and wanted to take revenge back, so he continued to tease him in a leisurely manner: "After seeing Ah Jin, no one else can catch my eye... uh!"
Yan Jin suddenly raised his hand, put it on the back of his head, tilted his head and pressed it.
Probably men are self-taught in this kind of thing, or in other words, men can't stand the excitement. In the past, Yan Jin's closeness was only superficial, but this time he finally broke the shackles and was no longer satisfied with simply touching his lips.
Shen Zhixian was held by his head and was not allowed to move. He raised his head slightly and endured a short but hot kiss. When he hurriedly pushed him away, the heart in his chest almost jumped out of his throat.
"Nonsense again!" Shen Zhixian tried his best to calm his overly cheerful heartbeat, and gave a light rebuke without any deterrence. His voice was a little soft, and he could hear it himself.
Losing again and again, Yan Jin didn't tease, but instead suffered a loss.
Yan Jin was not annoyed at being reprimanded by him. Looking at Shen Zhixian's slightly flushed cheeks, she leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Me too."
"… Um?"
However, Yan Jin didn't speak any more, and surrounded Shen Zhixian from behind, resting his head on his shoulder.
The sound of breathing sounded in his ears, and Shen Zhixian couldn't tell that the heat on his face was spontaneous, and it was also caused by the heat from Yan Jin.
He endured it for a while, and felt that not only his cheeks were hot, but the area on his back that was close to Yan Jin's chest was also hot, which made him feel a little unbearable.
Shen Zhixian pulled Yan Jin's hand away, stood up as if nothing had happened, pulled his shoes casually, and pretended to walk to the window calmly: "It's a little hot, let the wind blow for a while."
The half-closed window was pushed open again with a creak. The breeze blew with a little coolness, and Shen Zhixian patted his cheek, feeling a lot more awake.
He looked out indifferently, the moonlight made the ground mottled, and occasionally there was one or two insects chirping among the bamboo forests, which was very clear in the silent night.
Yan Jin didn't follow, and Shen Zhixian stood for a while, feeling much calmer, heaved a sigh of relief, and planned to go back to sleep. He was raising his hand to pull the wide-open window back a little, but a movement not far away suddenly caught his attention.
Shen Zhixian paused, and after a while leaned slightly out of the window in surprise: "... what is that?"
A thick dark cloud, like a monster with claws and claws, silently covered the sky not far away.
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