Ye Zijin looked at Xiao Mo's retreating back and felt quite uncomfortable. He always felt that his attitude towards Xiao Mo just now was too tough and he didn't know if it hurt Xiao Mo's heart. Thinking about it, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had been pricked by a needle, with bursts of pain.
Suddenly, Ye Zijin felt a weight on his body, a warm body pressing against him, and a hot breath in his ears, as if it was about to burn his ears. Ye Zijin's ears were burned red, as if As beautiful as a branch of red plum in the first snow
He wanted to turn his head to look at Yan Jue, but there was a wet touch on his shoulder. Ye Zijin suddenly stopped, and it took him a long time to say: "Brother."
It took a while for Yan Jue to reply to Ye Zijin: "Brother is here." Hearing Yan Jue's words, Ye Zijin felt uncomfortable. He took Yan Jue's hand and said, "Brother, brother."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"Brother, I'm sleepy. I'm so tired. How about you go to bed with me..." Ye Zijin didn't know what reason to find, and it took him a long time to come up with this stupid reason.
Pfft, Ye Zijin heard a chuckle coming from his little head, and then he was let go. Yan Jue turned Ye Zijin over, held Ye Zijin's little face and said, "Well, you should have a good rest. Look, there are dark circles under his eyes, just like a giant panda."
"Then I need my brother to accompany me." Ye Zijin said ruthlessly. He always felt that Yan Jue pushed him hard and never really let go all day long. For some reason, Ye Zijin had an illusion. He always felt that Yan Jue seemed to have let go. Something happened, and now his whole body felt surprisingly relaxed, and the smile on his face was the most beautiful that Ye Zijin had ever seen.
"You are so old, why do you still love to act like a spoiled child and let your brother accompany you?" Yan Jue said with a smile, the doting in his eyes seemed to immerse him to death.
"Brother, listen to you, can I accompany you?" Yan Jue immediately picked up Ye Zijin and walked into the room. He gently put her on the bed, and then squeezed in. Although the bed was not too big, , but it can also sleep two people, but the distance between them is relatively small, almost being carried on the back.
"Brother, brother, are you asleep?" Ye Zijin hugged the quilt and asked in a low voice. The voice was as soft as a little cat vomiting. It was soft and like a little paw in Yan Jue's heart. Scratching.
"No, what's wrong?" Yan Jue was not a good sleeper in the first place, and now he was lying on the broad tree just for the sake of the young man. It would be difficult for him to fall asleep.
"Brother, I can't sleep. Brother, can you tell me a story?"
"Okay. Once upon a time, it was a world far away. People there respected martial arts. Whoever had a big fist could speak." Yan Jue told half-truths and half-falsehoods that he was in the world of cultivation. what happened there. Ye Zijin was fascinated by what he heard and soon fell asleep.
As soon as Ye Zijin fell asleep, Yan Jue couldn't sit still. Although he was very happy, he was still very sad. He didn't understand what was going on with Ye Zijin's eyes. For a while, they were emerald green, and after a while , turned pure black again, this is really strange, especially when the potion he gave Ye Zijin was still very large, Ye Zijin woke up inexplicably.
These strange signs made Yan Jue feel like
(End of chapter)