The number of times Shen Zhixian came to the wasteland was actually very few.
In the early days, the place was smoky, and Yan Jin didn't want him to be upset by demons and ghosts, so he always took the initiative to go to Qingyun Sect. Later, when Yan Jin took care of the wasteland better, he occasionally asked Shen Zhixian to come over, but it didn't take long for him to come.
The last time I came to the wasteland was more than half a year ago. Shen Zhixian's impression of the wasteland was still in the boundless darkness.
But this time, when he opened his eyes, he was stunned.
The person who brought him over disappeared, Shen Zhixian stood alone, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that in the dark night, there were countless stars that were boundless and boundless.
Shen Zhixian stared blankly for a while, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.
A breeze blew from somewhere, and wiped his cheek with a softness, Shen Zhixian grabbed it casually, and held a touch of pink. The soft and lightly scented petals were held in his palm, Shen Zhixian turned his head and saw a tall peach tree.
This peach tree is the peach branch that Shen Zhixian handed to Yan Jin in the secret realm of the merman in the past. The branches fell, confusing people's eyes.
A swing is tied to a branch that has grown out of it.
This swing looks very unusual. The seat tied with long ropes is neither wood nor jade, white and soft... It looks like a cloud.
Shen Zhixian walked over, stretched out his hand and pinched it, and his hand felt soft. His eyes lit up, and he felt that this swing must be very comfortable to sit on. He wanted to sit on it and play, but he felt that it would be boring to be alone.
Yan Jin, the big pig's trotter, brought him here, and he went missing again.
Shen Zhixian reluctantly squeezed the swing again, and walked in the direction indicated by the contract.
The starlight in the sky illuminated the road ahead for him, and as he walked, the sight in front of him became more and more familiar - this was the house he had seen in Yan Jin's memory.
It was the place where the two lived after Yan Jin gathered his soul for him in the last life.
It's just that in the last life, Yan Jin arranged the house in a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. In this life, Yan Jin arranged it in the wasteland.
Shen Zhixian slowed down.
There is a large open space in front of the house, and the layout here is similar to that of Qingyun Sect. The small pavilion, jade table, and warm jade couch are all placed according to Shen Zhixian's preferences.
The door of the house was half-closed, and Yan Jin was standing in front of the house, with a straight body and a face... Usually, there was no expression, but when Shen Zhixian saw him, for some reason, he remembered what was described in the book, waiting for her husband to come back. petite wife.
Shen Zhixian held back his laughter and walked over. After only two steps, he caught a glimpse of Yan Jin's arm and shirt with a little blood. He smiled slightly: "The wound was not treated?"
This was cut by a knife in the secret realm. Shen Zhixian pushed him into the house to see his wound, but just after taking a step, he heard a rustling sound coming from the side of the house.
A fluffy little claws probed the side of the house, and then a similarly fluffy head was stretched out halfway, revealing a pair of pointed ears that were half drooping, and big black eyes that were cautious and timid. blinked.
Shen Zhixian looked at its slightly trembling ears and wondered, "What is this?"
He beckoned to Xiaomao Tuan, Xiaomao Tuan hesitated for a moment, then ran out.
It's a fluffy little wolf cub.
Shen Zhixian let go of the hand holding Yan Jin's arm, bent down, and hugged the little ball of fur: "Ah, little guy."
As soon as Yan Jin saw this little guy, he was stunned for a moment, and then his expression turned a little colder at random. He stared at the little guy coldly, and scared the little guy into Shen Zhixian's arms.
The spiritual power on the little guy is very pure. It seems that the origin is not simple, but it is still too small. The fluff on his body has not been trimmed. It is a little long and looks soft.
Shen Zhixian still really likes fluffy creatures, he rubbed the little guy, and rubbed it until it whimpered, then put it back on the ground, stood up, and pushed Yan Jin again. Walking into the house, his brows and eyes were full of smiles: "You are really secretly raising such a cub."
Yan Jin pursed her lips, and her voice was a little dull: "I didn't raise it, the rabbit demon picked it up."
Of course, Yan Jin would not personally manage the group of monsters and monsters in the wasteland every day, but the rabbit demon would deliver all kinds of orders in his place.
Although the rabbit demon looks weak, it is very delicate. It can live safely in the wasteland surrounded by enemies for so long, which is enough to reflect its ability. On weekdays, it is the connection between Yan Jin and many demons.
It is really a very cunning rabbit demon. Its only weakness is that it always likes to pick up all kinds of strange things, and throw it at will after picking it up.
For example, this little wolf cub was picked up from nowhere, and when it was picked up, it didn't take a good look at it, and let the little wolf cub run around.
The little wolf cub liked to come to Yan Jin's place very much, but fortunately it was still honest and didn't do any damage in Yan Jin's place, so Yan Jin just closed one eye as if he couldn't see.
But it actually attracted Shen Zhixian's attention like this...
Yan Jin glanced at the little wolf cub coolly again, silently making a note for the rabbit demon in his heart, and then allowed Shen Zhixian to push him into the house.
The little wolf cub clacked to keep up, squatting obediently not far from Shen Zhixian.
Shen Zhixian pushed the person to the couch and sat down, heard the little wolf cub's movements, and turned to look at it again.
The little guy tilted his head at him like he was cute.
Shen Zhixian thought it was too cute, with a smile on his face, he couldn't help teasing it softly.
Yan Jin was left to the side like this, with a heavy face, finally gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, strode over, picked up the small hairball, took a few steps to the door, put it aside, and closed the door with a backhand. .
The lock was dropped again, and the lock was not enough, and another restriction was placed to ensure that the little guy... or other monsters and monsters couldn't come to disturb him.
Shen Zhixian raised his eyebrows, came back to his senses, watched him lock the little hairball outside, didn't say anything, just sighed "what are you doing to bully the little guy", then reached out and patted the bed, motioning him to sit back quickly.
Shen Zhixian's expression was normal, his smile was gentle and calm, and he didn't seem to be any different from usual, but Yan Jin felt a thump in his heart for some reason, and an ominous premonition floated up.
Whether it was his delusion or not, he always felt that Shen Zhixian seemed a little… unhappy.
Are you upset that he suddenly revealed his identity and took him to the wasteland
Yan Jin suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, sat down obediently, and stared at Shen Zhixian closely, not letting go of the slightest expression on his face.
Shen Zhixian ignored his cautious and tentative gaze, took out the storage bag, and took out a lot of elixir.
Yan Jin was docile and did not resist, even without Shen Zhixian calling him, he raised his hand and withdrew his hand, letting Shen Zhixian pull out his sleeve.
After a long time from the wound, the blood had solidified, and Shen Zhixian performed a cleansing technique to clean his hands and cleaned it up for him. This wound is not too serious. For Yan Jin, it is only a minor injury. After applying medicine, it will be better tomorrow.
He crushed an elixir and carefully applied medicine to the wound. Just as Yan Jin was about to move, he noticed it, patted Yan Jin's shoulder, and said gently, "Don't move."
Yan Jin didn't dare to move again, he hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "Is Master angry?"
Shen Zhixian asked back, "Why are you angry?"
"I was so angry that I brought you here all of a sudden, and I didn't tell you anything..."
Shen Zhixian put the last bit of the elixir on his wound, and rubbed Yan Jin's face with a smile, the same way he rubbed the little wolf cub, he said, "Don't be angry about this—turn around and I'll look at you. Is your back hurt?"
Shen Zhixian only said "don't be angry with this", that's what he meant... Yan Jin was full of thoughts and didn't pay attention to what the other party said. He felt Shen Zhixian push him to turn around, and without thinking, he turned his back and turned his back to Shen Zhixian until A hand gently caressed his back before he reacted.
"No other injuries..."
Yan Jin moved uncomfortably and wanted to turn around, but was held down by Shen Zhixian. He had no choice and did not dare to resist strongly, so he could only straighten his back and let Shen Zhixian act.
If you can't see people, the touch is very obvious.
Yan Jin could clearly perceive that Shen Zhixian's fingers were slowly and softly walking on his back, as if they were drawing a line.
After the heart disease was cured, Shen Zhixian was less afraid of cold, but after this disaster, his body temperature was still low, and his fingertips were always slightly cold.
However, Yan Jin felt that Shen Zhixian's fingertips were on fire, burning his skin all the way, causing him to sweat unconsciously on his forehead.
Yan Jin's throat moved, and her voice was a little hoarse: "See you soon."
"Hey." Shen Zhixian didn't seem to know what he was doing at all, so he responded with a relaxed voice, vaguely regretful, "...there is a scar on my back, I used to call you for medicine, but you just kept me on guard like a bandit. of."
"I… "
Shen Zhixian didn't give him a chance to answer at all. As soon as Yan Jin made a sound, he interrupted softly: "It's not too late, it can be cured."
Yan Jin wanted to say no, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the sound dissipated suddenly before he could spit it out—
The warm softness gently touched the scar on his back, and the feather-light warmth sprayed on his skin, causing him to shudder for no reason.
Immediately afterwards, this soft, little by little, traced the scars of his old wounds.
Occasionally accompanied by a little wet feeling.
Yan Jin's whole body froze completely.
After a while, he turned around suddenly and easily pinned the person on the couch.
After Shen Zhixian regained his soul in the last life, he was very weak for a long time, and when he touched it a little, there was a bruise on his fair skin. Yan Jin was worried about him. It's a thick layer.
This habit has continued in this life. The bed was covered with a soft and thick layer. Shen Zhixian was suddenly overwhelmed. He only felt that he fell into the cotton pile, but he didn't feel any pain, but felt a little heavy. Do some strength, hold him down, and don't allow him to get up.
The bottom of Yan Jin's red eyes was turbulent, and the breathing sound was a little heavy. Shen Zhixian was close to him and immediately felt the change.
Shen Zhixian smiled slightly, and withdrew the hand that had just subconsciously wrapped his arms around Yan Jin's neck. Instead, he held Yan Jin's face, which just happened to resist the other party's gesture of wanting to bow his head, and said softly, "I'm sleepy."
The hot breath sprayed on his face, and Shen Zhixian ignored it and repeated it seriously and innocently: "A Jin, I'm sleepy."
He deliberately softened his voice, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a faint hint of tiredness. Seeing Yan Jin staring at him for a split second, he blinked, and the corners of his eyes immediately shone with water, shiny and moist.
Having been with Yan Jin for so long, he knew very well where Yan Jin's weakness was and what kind of posture would make Yan Jin submit.
Shen Zhixian raised his head slightly, touched Yan Jin's lips exactly, and complained vaguely, "It's too hard to fold that knife in the secret realm..." As soon as the soft touch touched, he whispered: "So sleepy. We are so sleepy. Are you resting? It's been a long time since I slept with you."
Every word is a huge temptation.
But the man who was tempted had a shallow and gentle smile, with innocent tiredness, making him unable to start.
Yan Jin took a deep breath, paused for a moment, and then let it out slowly.
Then he tilted his head in frustration and muttered, "Okay."
Shen Zhixian bent his brows and kissed him again, and pushed him away with ease and joy. He turned around and got under the quilt, showing a gentle smile: "Can't Ah Jin come?"
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As we all know, Shen Zhixian is actually a very tolerant person, and he will never care about some innocuous little things.
But this doesn't mean that Shen Zhixian doesn't have a book of secret grudges in his heart.
At this time, when the first page of this small book was opened, Yan Jin's name was remembered.
Regarding the last time Yan Jin escaped from life and death without extinguishing the fire, Shen Zhixian said that he couldn't get used to it, and that whoever deserved revenge would always have to retaliate.
Relying on Yan Jin's distress for his tiredness, he would not mess around. He hugged Yan Jin generously, and rubbed it casually, until he found a satisfactory posture, and then closed his eyes comfortably.
In fact, Shen Zhixian didn't lie. He was tense in the secret realm for a long time, and finally used such a big move. He was indeed a little tired. He felt Yan Jin's unnaturalness. fell asleep.
Shen Zhixian slept very deeply this night, Yan Jin was by his side, he didn't need to guard against anything, he just needed to fall asleep peacefully. When he woke up, he saw the surroundings in a trance, and for a moment, it seemed like a lifetime.
Perhaps it was the instinct left over from the previous life. When Shen Zhixian woke up with sleepy eyes, he subconsciously shouted A Jin in a daze: "I'm still tired, I want to take a hot spring..."
It seems that in some distant and vague memories, he likes to take a hot spring after waking up, because he was not full of soul at that time, no matter how long he sleeps, it is always difficult but boring, so he likes to go to the hot spring. Water, soothing.
As soon as the words fell, Shen Zhixian also woke up a little, stunned for a moment, shook his head, and laughed: "I'm confused, lie down for a while."
He was about to stay in bed, but Yan Jin said, "There is a hot spring behind the house, which draws water from a spiritual mountain outside the wasteland... If Sui Jian wants to, you can try it."
Shen Zhixian snorted, slightly interested, turned over and sat up, urging: "Take me to see."
…
The hot spring water is indeed full of spiritual power, and I don't know how much effort Yan Jin took to bring it from such a distant spiritual mountain.
Shen Zhixian casually kicked his shoes aside, stood by the hot spring pool, tapped his toes, and tested the water temperature.
It happened to be his favorite temperature.
Shen Zhixian was happy. He didn't put on his coat, and only came here with his underwear on. He lightly tied his belt and walked down the steps designed by the hot spring pool.
The clothes were wet and floating in the water, and the thin and slender body was looming in the water. Shen Zhixian got into the water, found a slightly higher stone platform and sat down, and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Ajin is coming?" he asked casually.
When he was in the hot spring of Qingyunzong, he asked Yan Jin if he would come, but Yan Jin always refused. He was used to Yan Jin's refusal. Yan Jin jumped into the water and walked slowly to his side.
In the heat, the emotions in Yan Jin's eyes seemed a little unclear.
Shen Zhixian didn't think much, and subconsciously moved to the side to make room for him, and ordered him by the way: "A Jin squeezes my shoulders for me."
The hot spring water is a spiritual spring, full of spiritual energy. The strands of spiritual energy soaked into the skin as Yan Jin pressed and kneaded, and merged into the muscles and veins, which made people feel sleepy. Shen Zhixian was like a big satisfied cat, nestling lazily in Yan Jin's arms, as if he was about to fall asleep again.
However, Yan Jin's hand quickly became restless, he quietly untied Shen Zhixian's belt, and put his hand gently on Shen Zhixian's waist.
Shen Zhixian suddenly woke up in a drowsy state. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Jin's gradually deepening eyes. With a jolt, he immediately noticed something was wrong, and he was about to run away when he got up. Unfortunately, this time Yan Jin was determined not to let him go. , gently but firmly pressed him on the stone platform.
Shen Zhixian pushed him, but he was unmoved, the hand hidden under the water acted recklessly around Shen Zhixian's waist. , with a little pride: "Master can't escape."
bad guy.
Shen Zhixian was in a daze, and he didn't know if he had scolded this sentence.
Being in the water is really a very delicate thing. The waves are rippling, and the whole person is like a small boat in the ocean, swaying constantly.
When the bliss was approaching, Yan Jin slowed down, tilted his head and put Shen Zhixian's soft little earlobe between his lips and teeth, and said vaguely: "Master, do you still remember what you promised me?"
Shen Zhixian opened his hazy eyes, looking at the person in front of him with a slightly scattered gaze, his mind was chaotic, where did he remember what he promised, and just wanted to urge him to hurry up.
Yan Jin didn't move, his eyes rolled up with a smile: "Master promised to read the words in the book to me..."
He had to force Shen Zhixian to remember that it was a long time ago, when Yan Shen planned to frame him, Shen Zhixian made a promise when they walked with that group of hairy boys.
At that time, Yan Jin was targeted by the group of hairy boys. Shen Zhixian looked very unhappy and had no choice but to think of such an idea to coax him.
Shen Zhixian dazedly remembered that there was indeed such a thing, and glared at him hatefully.
When not to read, but now...
The bad guy!
There are a lot of love words in the book that are contained but not revealed. I usually don't realize anything when I read it. Now, when I read it, doesn't it add fuel to the fire!
Shen Zhixian wanted to refuse, but when he spoke, he realized that his voice was soft and sticky, like a piece of sweet cake, and like a kitten humming, without the usual calm and cool feeling. He was startled by himself, fell silent, shook his head and refused.
His earlobe was still being bitten, and he couldn't shake his head too much—in fact, even if he wasn't bitten, he didn't have much strength, and he felt like he was about to become one with the hot spring water.
Yan Jin let go of his earlobe, and turned to kiss his lips lightly. Yan Jin whispered with a smile, "Sui Jian's words don't count..."
He tortured him intentionally, Shen Zhixian squeezed his shoulder tightly, only a little bit every time, he just felt that the whole person was going to be driven crazy, and his whole body was shaking, if it wasn't for Yan Jin holding him, he would have To kneel in the water.
"It doesn't matter if you don't miss Suijian, can I hear Suijian sing?"
Yan Jin's bad intentions are together, and no one can suppress it.
Shen Zhixian tilted his head slightly, spit out a mouthful of hot air, and a drop of long eyelashes fluttered, and he didn't know whether it was water or sweat. , the voice trembled like a spring breeze swaying the flowers on the branches: "Spring banquet, a cup of green wine to sing again... I will worship Chen Sanyuan again..."
Spring banquet, sing with a glass of green wine, and worship Chen Sanyuan again.
First, I wish you a thousand years old. Second, I wish my body to grow strong.
The voice was out of tune, and the tone was trembling. At the end, Shen Zhixian seemed to wake up a little, slightly opened his eyes soaked in water, and clinging to Yan Jin's ear, trying to sing every word clearly.
"See you every year..."
"Ajin, see you every year..."
The author has something to say: At the end of the main text, I lingered.
The side story will first write about Yan Shen, and there may be some vice cps (possibly! The update is uncertain).
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