The surrounding light was a little dim, and the tiredness seeped out from his bones. Shen Zhixian only felt that he had no strength in his body. As soon as his eyes opened, his eyelids began to fish non-stop.
He took a hard look at it, only to find that it was not above the five peaks, but in a familiar and unfamiliar room.
It is familiar because the layout here seems to be arranged according to his preferences, and it is unfamiliar because he is sure that he has never been in this room before.
A warm and humid feeling suddenly came from his chest, and Shen Zhixian was shocked, only to find that Yan Jin was holding him in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, wiping his body for him, with gentle and meticulous movements.
There was no inch of the upper body, which made Shen Zhixian feel very insecure. Every inch of skin was trembling. Shen Zhixian gasped in his heart—what is Yan Jin doing? Is it that exciting
He wanted to ask, but he tried his best to make a faint humming sound, but Yan Jin didn't seem to hear it.
Shen Zhixian had no choice but to feel Yan Jin's gaze swept across his upper body along with the handkerchief, which was so hot that he wanted to curl up his toes in shame.
However, he has no strength. At this time, he seems to be just a wandering soul, attached to this body, unable to move, and unable to be perceived by Yan Jin. He can only passively and let Yan Jin wipe it a little bit.
Repeatedly, wiped three back and forth.
I don't know what kind of potion was on the veil. The faint scent of medicine lingered on the nose. Shen Zhixian felt as if he had turned into a boiled, bright red shrimp. curled up.
After wiping the upper body, Yan Jin threw the handkerchief aside, and began to repeatedly massage several large acupoints on Shen Zhixian's body, and then poured spiritual power into his body, gently soothing and moisturizing his veins.
Shen Zhixian felt very comfortable being kneaded by him, the fatigue in his bones was slightly reduced by two points, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.
Just when I was drowsy, someone outside the door suddenly hesitantly reported, "Your Highness, there is..."
Shen Zhixian was startled and woke up, but he didn't understand what the man outside the door said "there is", because Yan Jin quickly interrupted the announcement outside: "No."
There was silence outside. Shen Zhixian was a little curious, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Jin, but Yan Jin didn't seem to see his sobriety, and only gently dropped warm and moist kisses on the corners of his eyes and lips: "Sui Jian, wake up and see Look at me, okay?"
His tone was too low, as if he was pleading. For some reason, Shen Zhixian felt sour in his heart. He wanted to hug him, but he couldn't move. This dream was a bit strange, but when he turned back and woke up and saw a real person, he must hug Yan Jin well.
Yan Jin hugged him, massaged him for a while, put on his shirt loosely for him, helped him lie down again, went to change a veil, soaked the potion, and walked back.
This time Yan Jin reached out to Shen Zhixian's pants.
This action was too sensitive. When the tie on the trousers was untied, Shen Zhixian felt that the taut string in his head was also cut. He didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly broke through the invisible restraint and grabbed it. Yan Jin's hand: "Don't—"
"Don't what?"
Yan Jin's suspicious voice rang in his ears, Shen Zhixian didn't think much, and subconsciously continued the second half of the sentence: "Take off my pants..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes flickered, the darkness was still there, but the scene changed and he returned to the top of the five peaks. The light moonlight and the person in front of him fell into his eyes, Shen Zhixian was silent, and after a while, he coughed lightly as if nothing had happened, and sat up slightly.
However, Xiaocaoya suddenly emerged from Yan Jin's shoulder, jumped happily, and then jumped onto Shen Zhixian's shoulder. I don't know what mysterious power pill it ate. This time, it came over and hit the unsuspecting Shen Zhixian. Lean back.
Shen Zhixian was still holding Yan Jin's hand, and when he leaned back, he pulled Yan Jin along. Yan Jin could stand still, but he didn't know what to think when he thought about it. Not only did he not stand firm, but he fell down with Shen Zhixian's strength, and half pressed on Shen Zhixian's body, his elbows resting on Shen Zhixian's cheeks.
Shen Zhixian: "..."
Little Caoya, who didn't know what he was doing, jumped up and down on the shoulders of the two of them. After a while, they didn't pay attention to it. It jumped away angrily and rushed into Shen Zhixian's room, leaving two people behind. People face each other outside.
"Cough... Sit up first and then talk properly?"
Yan Jin thought thoughtfully: "Who wants to take off his trousers?" There were waves in his eyes, and there was a faint hint of coldness in the light of the stars.
Shen Zhixian turned to him and changed the subject: "A Jin, are you in my dream, or is it real?"
Yan Jin didn't answer, his dark eyes fixed on him.
Shen Zhixian couldn't stand his gaze, so he sighed helplessly and said, "I just had a dream, maybe it's still a dream within a dream..."
Shen Zhixian talked about the strange dream just now in two simple sentences, and while he was talking, he suddenly saw Yan Jin's expression condensed for a moment, and some thoughts flashed by, he frowned and said, "A Jin, you are honest with you. I said, what is this all about? It's not an illusory dream, right?"
Last night, he was in a bad mood, holding Yan Jin to let his thoughts go out of his mind, and he didn't want to think about anything. Today, he calmed down, and he has the mind to think about what is going on.
He is now sure that he is not wearing a book. He was originally a person in this world. After being snatched, he went to the modern age by accident... It's just how wrong this mistake is, he always Did not want to understand.
And his rebirth...
He raised his eyes to look at Yan Jin, and said firmly, "A Jin, you have memories of your last life, don't you?"
Yan Jin's lips trembled, and it seemed difficult to speak.
Shen Zhixian repeatedly jumped on the edge of the truth but was not allowed to enter. In a hurry, he pushed Yan Jin without thinking, and in turn pressed him down, and asked in a fast tone: "We met a long time ago, It's just that I was taken away... You know that I was taken away, right?"
"The last life - let's call it the last life, after I died, what did you do to make the time go back?"
"Where are you now? Is this a dream or reality?"
The question after another came over, Yan Jin's expression became heavier and heavier, regret and pain rolled in his bright red eyes, his throat moved, and he called out in a hoarse voice: "Sui Jian... I... "
Every word he spit out seemed to be bloody, Yan Jin said with difficulty: "I'm sorry..."
Shen Zhixian sighed softly, lowered his head, pressed his forehead, his posture was intimate, the breath between his nose was intertwined, and when he spoke softly, his lips would even touch Yan Jin's.
"I don't blame you, Ajin, I don't blame you... I just want to know what's going on here, tell me, okay?"
His voice was very gentle, very much like the appearance of Xiao Yanjin who couldn't sleep many years ago, and his eyes were full of tenderness and tolerance.
Yan Jin blinked slowly, as if he had finally made up his mind. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse: "After the last life... After that, I..."
The author has something to say: This is the ending volume, Thomas Spiral Carvin, I am short and I am sorry, I will grow back as soon as possible.
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Quietly put your friend's new article "The First Sword in the World" by Fortune Teller
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#If you want to do it, be the first sword in the world! #
#Actually, if you don't work hard, you will lose your soul :)#
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After Wan Li died, he got a chance and got a chance to be reborn.
But there is no such thing as a free lunch.
Because of his unstable soul, the boy who was willing to give him the chance of rebirth had only one wish.
"I want you to apprentice to Jinyun and be the number one sword in the world."
At that time, Wanli did not know that the long-cherished wish of the deceased, that is, the answer, was the curse of life and death.
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After gaining the body, Wanli, a weak scholar in his previous life, had no choice, and was forced to take up his own weapon of survival.
All apprentices and brothers: Senior apprentices practice swordsmanship early in the morning and in the dark, so diligent! Truly a role model for my generation!
Wanli: No...
Everyone: Brother Wan is talented and hardworking!
Banli: No! You don't understand!
- Practice the sword or die
- Not much to say, what kind of human suffering is this.
ps: ① Mentoring and apprentice writing. It's an unscrupulous and easy upgrade flow, and the male protagonist is very talented.
②There are golden fingers and face slaps.
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Thanks to Xiaokuo Ai Jiang Yuanyuan's rocket launcher x1;
Thanks for the mine x2 for the little cute chanting;
Thanks to the nutrient solution of Xiaokuo loves:
5 bottles of the long case; 4 bottles of Mohan; 3 bottles of Ping Pi, a wallet that has never been fat; 1 bottle of Goose Goose, I am waiting for you to come back at the bottom of the pit;
(づ￣3￣)づ╭chirp~