Although he always knew that this person was a vinegar jar, this was the first time he faced such an embarrassing dilemma.
Jiang Yinghe didn't feel that Li Huanhan was obedient at all, the more he couldn't bear it, the more the other party refused to relax in the slightest, as if he was afraid that he would run away, he hugged himself tightly and hugged him in his arms.
Chang Ye beside him was still coaxing him in a low voice, half coquettishly half questioning, urging himself to quickly refuse. Jiang Yinghe couldn't stand it any longer, and tried to stabilize his voice before rejecting the child outside the door.
The voices outside stopped suddenly, as if he had expected it, and didn't feel any disappointment. He boldly asked about Li Huanhan and Qin Jun, saying that they were his goals and role models.
Target…
example…
Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes to look at Qin Jun, he leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, and heard Jun'er's deep, laughing voice.
"Aiming at me?" He seemed to think it was outrageous, but he also had a sense of novelty, "Young fellows of the righteous way, let demons and ghosts become role models. I don't know whether to say that there are no successors in the fairy sect, or I will wait..."
He paused for a while, and continued: "...it can be called the light of the righteous way."
Jiang Yinghe was so tossed by the light of the righteous way that he couldn't think of any benefits or contributions to him in his mind, so he gave a vague "um" in a suppressed tone, and frowned.
"However, thinking about it, he has no chance to achieve his goal." Qin Jun's fingertips touched the peak of his eyebrows, and slowly stroked over, "He doesn't have... such a good master."
This sentence was half-joking, but Jiang Yinghe still felt his face burning hot when he heard him call Master in such a serious tone at this time, and he was too embarrassed to agree.
The little disciple outside the door didn't wait for the senior's response, and was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking. After he confided a few more words, he left Qingjingya.
After the footsteps left, Jiang Yinghe finally breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately, the fluffy tail that had been cushioning his waist came up and entangled him sweetly to a very irresistible degree, showing a very dangerous signal.
It's probably... a sign of courtship from a large monster.
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Cold night candle.
A rain fell outside the door, washing away the dust for several days. The clouds cover the moonlight, leaving only the sparse starlight faintly twinkling.
A few strands of long black hair fell on the soft quilt, spreading out in a meandering way, pushed aside by a hand, and gently passed behind the ears.
Jiang Yinghe was too tired, how long did he sleep
After an hour, he became easy to wake up. He raised his eyes and looked in front of him, and saw a pair of bright red blood eyes staring at him deeply.
On Li Huanhan's shoulder, a black snake that also seemed to have just woken up from a deep sleep lay down, lazily curled up in his clothes and yawned, and spat out a scarlet letter at Jiang Yinghe, almost saying "good evening" .
Jiang Yinghe...was sobered up.
In fact, he does not belong to the category that is afraid of snakes. On the contrary, he quite likes to see snakes that are locked in a glass box with a certain degree of security, but this is the first time he has seen them at such a close distance.
Li Huanhan seemed to have noticed his gaze, turned his head and glanced at the blood shadow on his shoulder, reached out his hand to grab the head of the black snake and pressed it back, and asked in the usual tone: "Don't you like it?"
Jiang Yinghe was silent for a moment, then thought about it and said, "It's not that I don't like it... my throat hurts."
Halfway through his speech, he felt his voice was a little hoarse. He only remembered how troublesome the long night in the second half was. Compared with it, even the fact that Li Huanhan was very fierce can be selectively ignored.
Moreover, Li Huanhan's attitude afterward has always been very good, how can he be angry.
These three words had just been uttered, and a cup of warm tea had already been handed into his palm. Jiang Yinghe took the warm tea, drank half of it habitually to moisten his throat, and then heard the sound of rain.
He turned his head and looked at the night sky outside the slanting wind and drizzle window, and saw the little white cat who had been kicked several times by him last night lying beside the lampstand, its dark eyes glowing slightly.
"...Where's Jun'er?"
Li Huanhan frowned briefly, calmly, as if casually mentioning that Qin Jun had a little sour taste to his master, but this emotion was too short-lived and changed too quickly, so subtle that even Jiang Yinghe couldn't understand it. not fully perceived.
"He's gone to give advice to the younger generation." Li Huanhan said in a flat tone, "Cultivate... the rising stars."
Jiang Yinghe was slightly taken aback, and had subtle doubts about this sentence in his mind. After thinking for a moment, he said, "What did you take? Did you take the sword?"
"I took it." Li Huanhan said, "The Zhan Yun sword is placed in Baihe Yuyu, and it is a gentleman's post."
The gentleman post was the sword that Jiang Yinghe once gave Qin Jun. At that time, he really thought that there was an incomparably pure teacher-student friendship between them, and he prepared weapons for each of the three of them, which showed his earnest teaching heart.
As a result, the teaching is teaching, that is, the content of the teaching is not quite right.
Jiang Yinghe breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then felt that no matter which sword Qin Jun used, the juniors would probably be beaten.
Looking at Li Huanhan in front of him, he suddenly said: "It shouldn't be... Jun'er is always lying to me, but he is the calmest one among you, how could it be him..."
"I was supposed to go." Li Huanhan said calmly, "But Qin Jun stopped him and asked me to accompany Master."
... This is almost the same, wouldn't it be more terrifying if you go
Jiang Yinghe drank his tea slowly, and when he heard the patter of rain outside, he gradually felt sleepy again, when he saw the little white cat who had been obediently lying beside the lampstand jumped down and tentatively approached him.
Jiang Yinghe remained motionless, watching the little bastard stretch out his paws.
His little paws are soft and cute, like a few small mangosteens, with claw hooks hidden inside. At this time, half coquettish and half flattering, he came over and put it on the back of Jiang Yinghe's hand.
Jiang Yinghe looked at him with raised eyebrows, ready to watch the performance of this little green tea cat.
Seeing him staring at him, the little cat stopped its tentative movements abruptly, and meowed a few times. Seeing that Jiang Yinghe's expression had not changed, and his performance became more and more pitiful, he swung his tail and let out a "wow".
Jiang Yinghe was stunned for a moment, then patted the cat's head with one hand, and said in a cold tone, "Go down, stay away from me, and I'll neuter you tomorrow."
How did this little green tea come out? Didn't he have sex yesterday while being coquettish? He also talked a lot, and kept asking "Does it hurt?" "Is it too deep?"
I don't want to, I get angry when I think about it.
He ruthlessly pushed the cat that came closer to the ground, and then changed the tea in his hand.
Jiang Yinghe drank his tea with his head down, checked the progress bar of the fusion, and found that the fatal progress bar had finally stopped rising by one percent. Under the impetus of fusion task four, it broke through the twentieth mark in one fell swoop, reaching level of 22 percent.
This was probably the best scene he had seen these days.
In addition, this level of fusion can also unlock the level of reading the diary... While he was thinking, his face was suddenly cupped and kissed.
This kiss was very slight, without any lust, and seemed to be just a way to bring him back to his senses.
Jiang Yinghe really came back to his senses, feeling the slight and gentle touch of the other party's lips. Afterwards, Li Huanhan's voice sounded in his ears.
"Looks happy? What happened?"
Although he is aware of the existence of a system, he still can't fully understand the existence form of this tool.
"Fusion." Jiang Yinghe looked up at him
, The star pupils are bright. "It's increased a lot."
Li Huanhan was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "It's good news."
good news…
Everything in Jiang Yinghe's mind suddenly cooled down, as if covered with autumn frost. He looked at the other party's bloody eyes intently and seriously, and could hardly judge his emotions based on the other party's words.
How could this be good news for him? Even Juner said...
No one can predict what will happen after the fusion. Li Huanhan once asked him in the carriage, if he was just a part of the soul, then what is the past, those pasts
Li Huanhan's expression rarely changes, he is often calm and unwavering, and occasionally crazy and unpredictable, even Jiang Yinghe feels that he rarely smiles.
Jiang Yinghe hesitated for a moment, then asked: "... You, aren't you afraid?"
"What are you afraid of?"
"Fusion." Jiang Yinghe said, "Maybe...you..."
"Won't."
The other party answered so bluntly that Jiang Yinghe was taken aback for a moment. Then, Li Huanhan pressed his forehead and said in a calm and authentic tone: "The preservation of the body has to experience life, old age, sickness and death in the world, and the preservation of the soul has to go through life and death. Difficulties and obstacles on the road to immortality."
"I used to have scruples. I was afraid that after merging into one person, I would lose all the past with the master. For example, when Qin Jun entered the school that day, I was deeply afraid that he would take away the attention and deprive me of the only tenderness I encountered."
His words paused for a moment, and his breath slowly dispersed, subtly blending with the cold fragrance on Jiang Yinghe's body.
"My last reservation is in Master's heart. It's not the Penglai Sect, let alone the Tianmo Sect."
His tone was too calm, if Jiang Yinghe hadn't been watching him all the time, he would have felt that the other party was just saying insignificant words such as "good morning" and "good night".
He kissed Jiang Yinghe's eyelashes.
"When I met Master, it was an April day." He whispered, "A spring day in the world."
Jiang Yinghe clearly felt his heartbeat, he was surrounded by the other party's breath, as if he was wrapped in a soft and cool breeze.
He didn't say anything for a while, but when he felt the other person's embrace, Jiang Yinghe raised his hand, hugged him back, relaxed everything and buried him in his arms, whispering softly.
"... I'll sleep a little longer."
"En." Li Huanhan kissed his forehead, slightly raised his hand, and the candle on the lampstand in the distance suddenly went out.
Only the pattering night rain and the cold moon covered by dark clouds remained. The crane spirit at the gate has been sleeping for a long time, the stars
sparse.
Under the sound of rain, the sound of the opening and closing of the Xuanmen became extremely soft, and a burst of mist condensed into a human figure, and he took off his coat that was stained with raindrops.
It was too quiet inside the screen, and the footsteps of the visitors followed quietly. Qin Jun glanced at Li Huanhan and saw that he tucked in the quilt for his master, so he knew that Jiang Yinghe was resting without communicating.
The degree of fusion between the two gradually increased, and the degree of tacit understanding also became higher and higher. Qin Jun didn't speak, and casually lifted the cat on the ground by the back of the neck, and put it on his lap loosely, keeping a safe distance from the side of the bed that would not disturb him.
The night was silent, the moon covered the face, the stars hung low, and finally even the sparse drizzle gradually became quiet.
His sweetheart fell asleep.
The author has something to say: that is the most gentle spring I have ever encountered.