The Protagonist Only Thinks About Falling In Love

There was a cool breeze blowing in the courtyard, and the red lanterns hanging on the courtyard swayed, making people's faces blush. Chu Shun's hand rested on Ling Yugeng's shoulder, and the soft touch on his lips brought a faint smell of wine.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

A hazy expression appeared on his face, the lips were pried open by the wet and hot tip of his tongue, he opened his mouth obediently, Ling Yugeng pressed him up, and his body leaned back again, being held down by his back shoulder.

Thin and slender hands clasped his shoulders tightly, sinking into the clothes, leaving a series of wrinkles, inadvertently revealing the man's desire to control, Chu Shun's thoughts are like a bunch of threads entangled indiscriminately Together, tied a dead knot.

His palate was swept, his breathing stagnated, and his whole body trembled.

Ling Yugeng's half-closed eyes, snow-like brows and eyes lost the indifference of being thousands of miles away. He seemed to be earnestly kissing the person whose body had softened in his arms, eroding his sanity step by step.

Only in this way can he be honest.

Chu Shun gradually became a little out of breath, grabbed Ling Yugeng's lapel, and scratched his neat lapel into a mess, with several choked sounds in his throat.

Ling Yugeng's tongue, which disturbed his sanity, paused, and let go of those sweet lips. As soon as he let go, Chu Shun opened his lips, panting heavily, his body was still trembling slightly, his chest heaving and falling.

Ling Yugeng's breathing was also a little heavy. He lowered his eyes and raised his hand to brush away a strand of black hair sticking to the side of Chu Shun's face.

The black hair fell from his fingertips, Chu Shun watched him put the long hair under the tip of the nose, the soft hair had a faint fragrance, he played with the hair, "Go back to the house?"

Chu Shun came back to his senses, "Master, do you still know who I am?"

Ling Yugeng raised his eyes and met his gaze.

Chu Shun saw the corners of the man's lips pulled up, saying it was a smile, but not entirely.

"What kind of tricks are you playing?" His deep voice was a little hoarse.

He had never spoken to him in such a tone, and the most extreme thing was the night when he was pressed against the door in Kunlun—no, there were times, in a dream.

The beating rhythm of Chu Shun's heart suddenly became chaotic.

"I do not have……"

His chin was picked up, and the temperature of those fingers was low.

There was a hot breath in the wind, that hand stuck to his cheek, and his thumb pressed against his lower lip, pressing and rubbing, the movement was slow, light or heavy, playing with it extremely charmingly, Chu Shun couldn't help it Swallowing, he looked at the man who seemed to have no desires on his face.

His hand on Ling Yugeng's shoulder tightened suddenly.

Ling Yugeng sat on the stone bench, Chu Shun lowered his head, Ling Yugeng's hand went down his shoulder to hold his wrist, pulling and pulling, he fell from the stone table to Ling Yugeng's lap.

"Hands," he said softly.

Chu Shun stretched out his hand, and a cup was placed in his hand.

"feed me."

Hearing what Ling Yugeng said, he seemed certain that he would not refuse.

The flagon was held high, and the clear liquid fell, splashing in the glass. When the glass was full, the flagon was put aside. Chu Shun licked his lower lip, and brought the glass to Ling Yugeng's lips.

The wine in the glass was drank in one gulp.

"Drinking alone, master, isn't it not fun." Chu Shun said.

Ling Yugeng's hand was just lazily resting on his waist without exerting any force, with the usual indifferent expression on his face, "Well, you're right."

Chu Shun put another poured wine glass to Ling Yugeng's lips, "So..."

The wine in the cup was drank again. Chu Shun looked at the man's protruding Adam's apple, licked his lips, and lowered his eyes, "Master..."

The following words could not be uttered, and all of them were blocked back.

Ling Yugeng raised Chu Shun's chin with the other hand, made him turn his face, pressed against his lips, and passed the wine. Chu Shun couldn't swallow, and was choked. As soon as his lips parted, he tilted his head. He coughed, and his earlobe and cheeks turned red.

This face looks even better.

Ling Yugeng seemed to be stroking the fine white jade with his fingertips, tracing Chu Shun's outline, resting his chin on Chu Shun's shoulder, closing his eyes, sniffing the light fragrance on his body, and murmured in a low voice: "Why are you so careless... ..."

Chu Shun was so red from the neck to the ears from the sip of wine just now, his clear eyes were stained with a bit of moisture, and the tails of his phoenix eyes squinted at Ling Yugeng, looking at Ling Yugeng, who wanted to refuse and greeted, "The wine is gone!" , disciple, go get some more."

Ling Yugeng let go of him, leaned his head on one side, and lingered on Chu Shun's body, Chu Shun could feel his gaze, his heart was beating extremely fast, Ling Yugeng's attitude made him fall between illusion and reality between.After a while, Chu Shun came back, put a jug of wine on the table, poured two glasses of wine, put one glass in front of Ling Yugeng, looked sideways at Ling Yugeng, put the porcelain white wine glass to his lips, raised his head and took a sip. As far as he could go, his eyes never separated from Ling Yugeng's.

Under the gazebo, their gazes were entangled in the air, fermenting in the air, filled with a fiery and obscure atmosphere.

Chu Shun raised his head, at the junction of his shoulders and neck, his clothes were loosened a little, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, a few strands of hair fell on his shoulders, and the transparent wine overflowed from the corners of his lips, ran across his chin, sank into his clothes, half-covered, plain white Daydream.

Ling Yugeng sat quietly, with an air of non-humanity, his stern face remained unchanged, his throat seemed a little thirsty, and there was a glass of wine in front of him, but for no reason, he didn't want Chu Shun to know that he was thirsty , even with the glass of wine, he failed to get the slightest attention from him.

"Master." Chu Shun put the wine glass on the table, "This wine is mellow and fragrant, which is different from the previous one. Do you want, Master—"

Before he finished speaking, he leaned back against the stone table, and the wine glass on the table fell down and rolled in a circle. The shadow in front of him was shrouded in a strong attack.

Ling Yugeng had a terrifying aura on his body, and his tone was still calm, "Is it delicious?"

The corners of Chu Shun's lips curled up, and he wrapped his arms around his shoulders, licking his red lips, "Taste it, Master, and you'll know."

"Try where?" Ling Yugeng put his hand on his chin, hooked it up, and pressed his fingertips on his lips, "Who allowed you to make up your own mind, huh?"

"Master, you are drunk." Chu Shun met his slightly aggressive gaze, tilted his head from the heat, his voice was a little hoarse, his tone was soft, and he said meekly, "Go back to the room. "

The candles in the room were flickering. Chu Shun was lying on the bed with his soft black hair loose. He hugged the man. Everything was beautiful like a dream. effect of vigilance.

Just when he thought that everything would fall into place, Ling Yugeng stopped suddenly.

Chu Shun panted heavily and opened his eyes, seeing Ling Yugeng touching the lotus, his complexion suddenly paled.

Ling Yugeng frowned. Looking at the thick black air, he subconsciously thought that it was a harmful substance that needed to be cleaned up. Chu Shun's hands were about to get entangled again, and he was pressed on the bed. He looked at Chu Shun's hazy eyes, He leaned down against his lips.

This was the first time Ling Yugeng used this method to inhale the demonic energy. Out of spontaneous preference, the effect was remarkable. After a long time, he let go of Chu Shun, sat cross-legged on a corner of the bed, closed his eyes and practiced the Purifying Mantra.

The delirious Chu Shun who was kissed: "..."

Chu Shun: "?"

He lay on the bed, looked at the person who left suddenly, turned his head, and propped his upper body on his elbows, "Master?"

The neat white robe on the man's body was in a mess, his thin lips were much redder than usual, and there was a slight tooth mark on it, obviously his whole body was messed up, but he was still sitting there meditating spotlessly, exuding The taste of taboo.

It seemed that he was the only one immersed in it from the beginning to the end, but Chu Shun clearly saw Ling Yugeng's anger, and it still hasn't subsided.

"Master." Chu Shun crawled to Ling Yugeng's side, bowed his waist, leaned into his ear and called, "Take care of me."

Ling Yugeng didn't move.

After a while, Chu Shun lay down, pillowed on his lap, blinked at Ling Yugeng's clear jawline, turned his head, and turned his gaze.

……

Ling Yugeng's meditation was interrupted.

The weakest part of the firewall, the most vulnerable data was being targeted. He was really confused. He lowered his head to meet Chu Shun's innocent gaze, and a burst of anger welled up in his heart. Demonic energy flowed in his body, and the bottom of his heart was full of darkness.

After a lot of tossing, Ling Yugeng trapped Chu Shun with the quilt, feeling that it was not enough, put his arms on the quilt, trapped him, closed his eyes in satisfaction, and continued to practice the mind-cleaning mantra.

The room was quiet, Chu Shun panted and struggled a bit, the man's arms tightened again.

He turned his head angrily, saw Ling Yugeng's face, stepped forward and bit the tip of his nose.

I don't know how he can still sleep.

Seeing Ling Yugeng frowned, Chu Shun's anger dissipated a little.

The night was getting dark, the candles were blown out, and there was no dream all night.

The next morning, when Ling Yugeng woke up, he felt something was wrong.

The headache sequelae caused by the hangover accompanied him, and there were bouts of dull pain. He only felt his fingertips touched the warm and delicate skin. He opened his eyes and saw a head of black hair first.

In his bed, a person fell asleep.

Ling Yugeng's fingertips trembled, and he sat up abruptly from the bed.

The quilt slipped off his body, and Ling Yugeng saw half of that sleeping face in profile. When he saw who it was, Ling Yugeng's memory began to slowly come back.

He bent his legs and rested his palms on his forehead.

Last night, Chu Shun came to drink with him, talking about some interesting things, and then... what happened afterwards?

The memory of the second half was fuzzy, like a layer of tulle, like a dream but not a dream, he seemed to see the demon again.

Why did Chu Shun sleep on his bed?

He... he must be drunk...

Ling Yugeng looked down at the clothes on his body, they were a little messy, but nothing happened. Ling Yugeng's tense heartstrings relaxed a little, the quilt was lifted, and the person under the quilt turned his back to him, curled up and fell asleep, and took off his coat. No, there is only one obscene garment, which has been shrunk down by half.

Just now his hand was on Chu Shun's waist.

Chu Shun rested his head on the pillow, sleeping obediently.

After hesitating for a moment, Ling Yugeng decided to further confirm whether he had spoiled someone. He relaxed his movements and untied Chu Shun's obscene clothes, without any traces on them.

It seems that he was drunk last night and slept here.

It's not like they haven't slept in the same bed before, and there are always unavoidable situations when going out for training, but Chu Shun was still young at that time, and thinking about it now, he was just looking at the young one at that time.

Just as he was about to quietly help him put his clothes back on, Ling Yugeng suddenly saw a red finger mark beside the lotus, he paused, put his hand on it, and compared it——

The young man's muscles tensed up instantly.

"Master...Master..." Chu Shun shouted tremblingly.

Ling Yugeng: "..."

He raised his head and met Chu Shun's phoenix eyes. He didn't know how long he had been awake. Chu Shun raised his hand, put the back of his hand on his lips, and looked at him in disbelief.

"Master... what are you doing?"

"I... will check it for you."

"what to check for?"

Ling Yugeng: "..."

He was silent and wanted to help Chu Shun put on his clothes, but when Chu Shun moved, the obscene clothes fell off his shoulders.

Ling Yugeng: "..."

"I……"

"Master..." Chu Shun tilted his head and looked away, and looked at him secretly again.

Ling Yugeng: "Last night... did I do anything to you?"

He didn't realize that his first reaction was not to ask Chu Shun why he was here.

Chu Shun's eyes dodged even more in embarrassment, he hesitated and couldn't speak, he pinched the hem of his clothes and shrank back, Ling Yugeng stepped forward to help him put on the clothes, but as soon as he retreated, the clothes slipped from his shoulders to the ground again. elbow.

"Sect Master." A disciple's voice transmission came from outside, "Elder Meng is here."

Ling Yugeng turned his head to look outside the door, and the door was pulled open with a jerk.

The quilt on the bed was lifted and covered Chu Shun.

There is an enchantment here, not many people can come in, ordinary people need to report, and obviously this Elder Meng cannot be called an ordinary person.

As soon as Elder Meng came in, he saw Ling Yugeng standing by the bed with his back to him. When the curtain falls, what should be seen is still seen.

There was a small bag bulging on the bed, and it was astonishing that their suzerain hid someone there.

Ling Yugeng's black hair was scattered, he hadn't washed and washed, and the clothes on his body were not neat.

"Also ask the elders to wait outside." He said.

Elder Meng said that he was being abrupt, and backed out again.

The door closed again.

Chu Shun pulled down the quilt, revealing a head.

"Clean up and go back to your courtyard first." Ling Yugeng said.

It shouldn't be a trivial matter that made Elder Meng come here in such a hurry.

"...disciple understands." Chu Shun responded in a low voice.

Ling Yugeng tidied up and went out of the room. The room became quiet again, only Chu Shun was left.

He sat up from the bed and turned his head to look in the direction of the door.

He really... still doesn't want to admit it...

When Ling Yugeng went out, Elder Meng was drinking tea and shaking his legs in the front hall. Ling Yugeng sat on the seat above, and Elder Meng got straight to the point.

When I went back to Kunlun last time, the enchantment of Wanmo Cave was loose. Although the enchantment was strengthened later, not long after Hehuanzong left there, the enchantment loosened again. This time it was more turbulent than last time. Some little monsters came from inside After escaping, the Zongmen Dabi died without a problem.

And yesterday, there was news that a difficult monster had also broken through the barrier and came out. There is no movement at present, and it is hiding.

"That monster has done a lot of evil. It was only sealed by three great powers at the beginning, but now that it has escaped, there will be some turmoil in the cultivation world." Elder Meng said.

The turmoil he mentioned did not refer to the monster. The monster was sealed for so long, and its ability was not as good as before. It was guessed that the hiding was for recovery. Elder Meng was referring to this series of unrest.

Cultivators in the cultivation world often face crises, and experienced monks are more sensitive to danger.

Ling Yugeng frowned. There was no such passage in the original book, but the direction is different now. He pondered for a moment, and asked Elder Meng to summon the elders to go to the boundary of the barrier with him to strengthen the barrier.

Five sword lights flashed back and forth over the Hehuan Sect's gate, so fast that people couldn't see them clearly. The disciples of Hehuan Sect who were training in the morning raised their heads and looked at the place where the sword lights went.

"Are you the suzerain and the elders just now?"

"In such a state, Yu Jian is really fast, and it's hard to catch with the naked eye."

"Where did this go?"

Chu Shun stood in it with a sword in his hand, looking up at the direction that had disappeared.

At the edge of the barrier, the elders of the Hehuan sect will check and strengthen the barrier at a fixed time. It has only been a month since the last time the barrier was strengthened.

Ling Yugeng and the four elders sat down cross-legged, and when they were running their spiritual power, the roots of the spirit were jerky at first, and then became smooth as if they had been smeared with lubricating oil.

Something is not quite right.

He closed his eyes to check the spiritual root, and found that the spiritual root was mixed with black air again.

"Sect Master, let's start." Elder Meng said.

Ling Yugeng: "Yes."

The five stayed here for three days.

Three days later, Ling Yugeng returned to his palace and began to clear the black air from his body. He didn't know when it came and where it came from. The inner demon "lived" again, climbed onto his shoulder from behind him, pressed his cheek against his shoulder, and softly called "Master".

Ling Yugeng stood still.

Chu Shun: "Master was so enthusiastic that night, why is he so cold tonight?"

"Master is really ruthless."

"What you have done, forget it as soon as you say it, Master."

"The disciple is really ashamed."

"Master..." Warm breath sprayed on Ling Yugeng's earlobe.

This "Master" directly woke up Ling Yugeng.

The magic energy in the body was absorbed little by little, and the bug was completely repaired.

He remembered where this devilish energy came from.

I also remembered what happened that night.

That's not the demon in the illusion, that's the real Chu Shun.

In the room, Ling Yugeng suddenly opened his eyes, a thin layer of sweat was floating on his forehead, the obscene clothes on his back were wet with sweat, and his breathing became disordered.

Ling Yugeng stood up, his feet swayed unsteadily twice.

Ling Yugeng sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea, and the fragmented picture appeared in his mind, frame by frame, and finally stayed on the wet and red face with shy eyes.

That face opened its mouth and called out "Master".

The evil fire that hadn't been vented that night burned vigorously again.

The mantra of purifying the heart is useless.

His father's love was not pure after all.

What a dirty system he is.

The cup shattered into pieces in his hands.

In the morning training, on the martial arts field, the disciples competed with each other. Chu Shun was holding a long sword in his hand, facing Jiang Chaoyun who was swinging a whip. As if, the long whip wrapped around his waist, his thin waist was tightened, and he advanced instead of retreating.

Ling Yugeng looked at the young man's thin waist, his powerful moves, his every move was complex and changeable, and in the end he reduced the complexity to simplicity.

Jiang Chaoyun still failed to win, picked up the whip and stood up, saying: "Next time I will definitely win you!"

"Brother said the same thing last time." Chu Shun put the sword back into the scabbard.

Ling Yugeng raised his foot and walked over there. Before he got close, he heard Chu Shun tell Jiang Chaoyun that he was going back to practice.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Shun, who had his back turned to him, ran away like a gust of wind.

"Chu..."

People disappeared.

"Master!" Jiang Chaoyun saw Ling Yugeng and waved, "Why is Master here?"

"Come and take a look." Ling Yugeng looked at the direction where Chu Shun disappeared.

Jiang Chaoyun: "I will definitely win next time!"

"En." Ling Yugeng answered absently.

After Chu Shun ran away, Ling Yugeng didn't see him again today.

At night, Ling Yugeng meditated into the realm of nothingness, and saw that face. I don't know if it was because of today, the inner demons in the realm became active.

"Master, I miss you so much." The heart demon's hand wrapped around his waist, and it came up and stuck to his back.

The way and tone of his speech are exactly the same as Chu Shun at certain moments.

Ling Yugeng grabbed his wrist and pulled him in front of him. Chu Shun staggered forward and lay on his lap. He propped himself up, raised his head, and met the man's cold eyes.

Ling Yugeng quietly looked at his face.

"Say it again." Ling Yugeng said without any ups and downs.

Chu Shun: "What?"

"Just now." Ling Yugeng said, "Say it again."

I don't know if it was to humiliate him, but Chu Shun didn't care. He hooked his lips, bent his clear eyes, and his tone of voice became sweeter and sweeter, as if it was rolled in a pot of poison and honey, wrapped in sugar, "I said, I miss you so much, Master—”

It was dark, and his eyes were covered by a wide hand.

Eyelashes brushed Ling Yugeng's palm, making it itchy.

He looked at the bright red lips, slightly parted lips showing a little tip of tongue, as if to seduce ignorant people to kiss him.

This is a poison that cannot be turned back.

But it's fake, no matter how it looks, it's also fake.

not him.

"Stop seducing me." He said softly, "It's useless."

The slightly parted lips were closed, forming a slit, straightened, and the corners of the lips were raised again, "Master is so determined, what is it that you are afraid of?"

Ling Yugeng stopped answering.

For several days in a row, Ling Yugeng failed to catch anyone, but during these few nights, when he meditated, Chu Shun was never absent. Ling Yugeng seemed to have grasped some rules, and the demons in his heart during the day would only watch He only becomes active at night.

You can't see it during the day, and you can't escape it at night.

The blackening value is still rising in a steady trend like a thief piling up his own achievements.

Chu Shun didn't go out to accept the mission of the sect, nor did he retreat, but Ling Yugeng couldn't catch anyone, no matter how slow he was, he also realized that the other party was avoiding him. I don't know if Chu Shun noticed something that night and the next morning .

"Sect Master." The summoned disciple saluted.

Ling Yugeng turned his back to him, looking at the distant mountain peaks outside the window, "As for the cleaning work tomorrow, arrange for Chu Shun to come."

The disciple said: "This...Senior brother Chu has taken over the job from Elder Meng."

What's more, this kind of cleaning should not be the work of inner disciples, and I don't know where this little brother has offended the suzerain.

"I'll talk to Elder Meng, you can arrange it."

"……Yes."

The disciple went down.

Unfortunately, when Ling Yugeng was waiting for Chu Shun to come the next day, he first waited for the voice transmission from the elder, and he went to the Yishi Pavilion. Recently, some minor disturbances have occurred in several sects. Invasion, almost ruining the immortal journey.

On the way back, Ling Yugeng thought about it.

The deviation of the plot started when Chu Shun was dragged into the burial place of the demon clan, making it inevitable that Ling Yugeng would put the two together.

He suddenly remembered seeing Chu Shun and... Chu Beishao in Wanmo Cave that day.

In addition, the last game that Chu Shun lost - he was able to deceive others, but not him, he did it on purpose.

His thoughts were interrupted when he saw Chu Shun coming out of his hall. Chu Shun came out with a handkerchief in his hand and his sleeves rolled up. There was no loss of masculinity on his body, which made his face look like a peach blossom.

When seeing him, Chu Shun's eyes obviously dodged for a moment, and he turned sideways to go, but Ling Yugeng stood in front of him, Chu Shun hurriedly stopped, and if he took another step forward, he should bump into Ling Yugeng.

"Master... Master."

"Hide what?"

"No……"

"In the past few days, every time I saw me, I ran faster than a rabbit, and said I didn't hide?"

He saw that Chu Shun's ears were burning red, and he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Ling Yugeng: "Speak."

"Disciple... didn't hide." He bowed his head and said.

"Look up and look at me." Ling Yugeng said.

Chu Shun raised his head and glanced at him, then his eyes drifted to him again.

Obedient, but did not listen to all.

"Look into my eyes." Ling Yugeng repeated with emphasis.

"Disciple and..."

Ling Yugeng raised his chin.

Only then did Chu Shun look into his eyes, and his eyelashes trembled a few times.

Ling Yugeng: "Say, are you hiding?"

Chu Shun pursed his lips, his phoenix eyes were bewildered and erratic.

Ling Yugeng: "What happened on that night in Zhongqiu..."

Chu Shun interrupted him: "Master."

Ling Yugeng looked at him.

Chu Shun: "Disciple...the disciple will reply to Master later, Master...don't force me."

force him?How did he force him?

What answer?

Chu Shun moved his chin away from his hand, "The disciple will leave first."

He lowered his head and left Ling Yugeng's side, leaving behind a hasty back, which disappeared from Ling Yugeng's sight.

That night.

Ling Yugeng was sitting in the room with a book in his hand, and the table was illuminated by a candle. He looked at it for a long time before he realized that the book was held upside down. Turning the book upside down, he realized that it was an ancient book of double cultivation.

Ling Yugeng: "..."

He put the book upside down on the table. After a long time, he got up and sat aside to meditate. After he settled down, he felt the slight gaze again. Ling Yugeng opened his eyes and turned his head to look over. On the side, she looked at him with her chin resting.

They stared at each other for a long time, but the demons in their hearts did not move.

Ling Yugeng got up and walked in front of him, the demon looked up at him.

Ling Yugeng: "So you give up?"

The demon doesn't speak.

Looking at him for a long time, Ling Yugeng closed his eyes.

Really dazed.

After only an hour in meditation, Ling Yugeng opened his eyes.

He felt the fluctuation of the enchantment.

He pushed open the window, and the demonic energy seemed to go back to the mountain, but after that moment, it disappeared without a trace like his illusion.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor, and when Ling Yugeng arrived at the back mountain, he really felt the aura fluctuating.

The surrounding area was completely dark and silent, and the insects that should have appeared at night did not appear. The forest was full of evil energy, making the surroundings filled with a terrifying atmosphere. Ling Yugeng stepped into it.

After walking a certain distance, Ling Yugeng found the source——

The night shrouded the jungle, and a figure not far away was waving a sword. The black and red epee exuded evil spirits in the night, as if sensing an outsider, the sword intent pointed straight at him, and Ling Yugeng sideways avoided it.

It was Chu Shun and his sword.

Ling Yugeng didn't know if he was affected by the sword, he flashed forward at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye, grabbed the man's wrist, and guided him to withdraw the evil spirit.

"Master?" Chu Shun panted, the dark red light in his eyes faded, before he saw his face, he had already guessed who was coming, Ling Yugeng let go of his wrist.

Come to think of it, the previous demon energy came from this sword.

"What are you doing here?"

"The disciple can't sleep, practice sword here."

Ling Yugeng once told Chu Shun that he should not use this sword until he was unable to control it, and Chu Shun agreed, but remembering that he had used this sword before, and even knew it better than him, Ling Yugeng didn't say anything this time .

"The sword is a good sword, the heart is not calm, and the sword intent is also restless—" Ling Yugeng retracted his hand on his wrist, guiding him to circulate his spiritual power. Wherever his fingertips went, he could feel Chu Shun tense.

After a while, Chu Shun's breath calmed down, Ling Yugeng took a step back from behind him, Chu Shun turned around, and asked him why he came here, Ling Yugeng felt the fluctuation of the enchantment, so he came to have a look.

Seeing that Chu Shun's face was covered with sweat, he handed the handkerchief to Chu Shun to wipe off the sweat. Chu Shun looked at the handkerchief but didn't pick it up, so Ling Yugeng raised his hand and wiped his face.

"Master." Chu Shun called out.

For some reason, Ling Yugeng faintly felt that a cloud was covering Chu Shun's body. Chu Shun raised his head, his face was gentle and elegant, and his eyes were warm.

The cloud seemed to have dissipated again.

"Master, I've made up my mind." Chu Shun said.

"What?" Ling Yugeng felt that something was wrong with him, and his eyes stayed on his face, but the next moment, his words disrupted the rhythm.

"Master, stay with me." Chu Shun said.

Ling Yugeng: "...?"

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Ling Yugeng said, "Be ruthless, don't stick to petty love."

"I've made up my mind." Chu Shun's face was still red from practicing the sword just now, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Master, the way of ruthlessness is not good, so the disciple will not practice. I want to be with the master."

"This is... the disciple's answer." Chu Shun turned his head, his blushing face turned towards Ling Yugeng.

Ling Yugeng was taken aback for a moment, before realizing his words.

Together, how to be together, one of them is human, the other is just a body made of cold data, Chu Shun doesn't even know what he is...

Ling Yugeng: "You and I, master and apprentice, are based on emotion and reason..."

"Boom" -

The epee in Chu Shun's hand suddenly swept behind him, and the thick tree trunk fell down. His eyes flickered slightly, and after he dealt with the guy who was in the way, he turned his head and looked at Ling Yugeng. In the night, there were dots of light in his eyes .

"What did Master just say?"

A ray of devilish energy fluctuated nearby, but Ling Yugeng never noticed it because he was focusing on Chu Shun's face.

Those clear eyes looked at him expectantly.

Ling Yugeng's Adam's apple rolled, and his heart trembled.

Master and apprentice are... not impossible.

The not so firm refusal thought annihilated.

There must be a unified virtue in order to be unified, and there must be a beginning and an end. Once it is agreed, it will not be let down.

His points should be enough for him to stay in this world...

stay.

It seemed like a thought that had never occurred before, but it came up very naturally at this moment.

His heart began to beat unbalanced, as if a string of currents passed through his back, causing a feeling of numbness, the seeds that had been buried in his heart grew into sprouts that broke through the ground, and he clearly saw the shape of the sprouts.

That was his demon.

his desire.

Ling Yugeng's hands hanging down his legs moved slightly, and he pursed the corners of his lips.

Whatever you want.

"You and I, master and apprentice, are created in heaven and earth, a natural pair, it's a perfect fit."

Under the moonlight, the forest was in a mess, and the young man stepped forward happily, "Is it true what Master said?"

"One promise, one thousand gold." The man's indifferent face softened a lot under the moonlight.

Chu Shun leaned towards him, and tentatively put his hand on the man's shoulder.

After the loud noise, it was quiet and pleasant, and the eyes were lingeringly intertwined without distinguishing each other. An atmosphere so ambiguous as to make people blush and heartbeat was spreading.

Ling Yugeng raised his hand to support his side face, leaned forward, bowed his head and kissed his lips tenderly like water.

A shallow kiss parted.

Chu Shun wrapped his arms around Ling Yugeng's shoulders, and hugged him on tiptoe, with the corners of his lips curled up, like a clingy animal, rubbing against his shoulders twice.

Ling Yugeng leaned over and put his arms around the waist that had been wrapped around the whip.

At this point, when Ling Yugeng came to this world for the first time, the big cake he drew for himself disappeared in smoke.