The lonely night, the cold wind, the warm embrace, and the gradually steady heartbeats in each other's hearts.
On the cliff, Yun Qiyou, dressed in white as snow, gently hugged Ye Xiaochuan's body from behind. This was almost the first time she took the initiative to embrace this man in her arms. There was no skin-to-skin contact in the past.
There is only warmth, calmness, and indescribable harmony in shame.
Ye Xiaochuan did not look back. For him, the moment the voice sounded from behind, he knew who the person behind him was.
This voice was almost integrated into his bones.
The familiar gentle feeling surged into his heart, gradually relaxing Ye Xiaochuan's depressed heart. His mind felt empty, as if he had returned to his carefree boyhood a long time ago.
The sky is vast and the mortal world is noisy. What does immortality have to do with me?
A pot of wine and a sword, why is it so difficult?
Just like this sad and desperate poem once sung by Situ Feng.
In the past, Ye Xiaochuan couldn't feel where Situ Feng's sadness came from, but now he felt it clearly. Only by truly experiencing unforgettable love can he feel this powerlessness and hesitation.
Yun Qiyou's head rested on Ye Xiaochuan's back, and she seemed to realize for the first time that unknowingly, the thin young man who was once a wretched and flamboyant man now had broad shoulders that others could rely on.
The pain of the past few days seemed to ease a lot when I hugged this man.
As long as he is still by his side, he is not alone.
The two people hugged each other like this for a long, long time.
Then, Ye Xiaochuan revealed his wretched nature.
The bulge of Yun Qiyou's upper body squeezed his back, as soft as cotton. At first, he was enjoying the rare silence.
Gradually, gradually...
When this guy calms down, he will turn into the little pervert who brought trouble to Cangyun's female disciple.
I rubbed my back slowly...
Yun Qiyou didn't notice this at first. When Ye Xiaochuan rubbed his back more and more, Yun Qiyou's face, which was a little dark from the sun, immediately turned red. She let go of her hand and raised her
With his long legs, Ye Xiaochuan covered his butt and flew out with a whoop.
This brat, can't you be more honest and let yourself rely on yourself for a while...
Ye Xiaochuan came over with a groan and said: "Qiyou, why are you kicking me?"
Yun Qiyou blushed and said, "What do you think?"
Ye Xiaochuan said with an innocent look on his face: "My back just felt a little itchy and I wanted to find a place to rub it." Ye Xiaochuan has been worried about the death of Uncle Jingshui. He has dealt too hard a blow to Yun Qiyou and is afraid of Yun Qiyou's death.
But come on, now it seems that the situation is better than I expected. Seeing Yun Qiyou blushing and kicking herself in shame and anger after being eaten by him, the familiar feeling came back.
We haven't seen each other for half a month. In addition to looking very haggard, Senior Sister Yun showed no signs of breaking through the sealing power on her heart, which made Ye Xiaochuan gradually feel relieved.
He sighed in his heart, the evil god was the evil god, and the prohibition seals he laid were not comparable to those of ordinary messy gods.
The way young lovers get along is always unpredictable. One moment they are shouting and screaming, and the next moment they are glued to each other.
They are serious about feelings.
At least when they were together, they never thought that one day they would leave each other.
Of course, except for people like Li Wendao, who are scum among scum, trash among scum, and fighting chickens among trash.
There is a medium-sized stone on the cliff platform. There is no snow in the alcove. It was once the dining table of Ye Xiaochuan and Wangcai.
Ye Xiaochuan simply cleaned the dust on it and asked Yun Qiyou to sit down. The alcove was very dark and the cold wind was quite cold. Ye Xiaochuan took out a lot of wood from the Qiankun bag and lit a pile in front of him.
There was a bonfire, and then the two people were sitting on the rocks.
Ye Xiaochuan said cautiously: "Senior Sister Ning, have you ever told you why I begged her to hide the matter about you, Senior Uncle Jingshui, in the Nine-Xuan Fairyland?"
Yun Qiyou shook his head gently and said, "I didn't ask."
Ye Xiaochuan felt a little relieved. It would be unwise for Yun Qiyou to know about her now.
He was still a little surprised and said: "You didn't ask? Why?"
Yun Qiyou said: "On the way back, you once told me that you would tell me, and I believe you."
Ye Xiaochuan gently stretched out his arm, and Yun Qiyou leaned on her naturally. The two of them stared at the dancing flames of the bonfire in front of them in a daze without speaking for a long time.
Until Yun Qiyou said: "Do you still remember the first time we met?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I remember, I was still very young at that time. When I saw you following Senior Sister Ning, I didn't dare to look directly at you. I remember that I was only five or six years old at the time, and I thought if I could marry someone like this when I grow up.
A beautiful woman is worth losing thirty years of her life."
Yun Qiyou was angry about it.
This brat wanted to make him angry on purpose, right? Did he ask him about the first time he saw him?
It was clearly said that this was our one-time meeting! Us!
In the past, I was a high-ranking girl, but who knew you, a big rat who only steals women's bellybands in the middle of the night? Seeing Yun Qiyou's face darken, Ye Xiaochuan hurriedly said: "You mean we met for the first time at Siguoya.
Ah, of course I remember. It had only been a few days since I was punished to cross the cliff. In the middle of the night, it seemed that it was also the time when heavy snow closed the mountain. I was bored to death. At this moment, you were like a mystery.
Appeared in front of me, with one move of the Eight Forms of the Divine Sword, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, the entire Broken Sword Peak trembled. Then you activated the Beidou God-killing Sword Technique, shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods, blocking gods and killing gods, and Buddhas.
She can be called the most amazing woman in the world for blocking the killing Buddha..."
This guy just needs a beating in his life and his five elements.
When Yun Qiyou forcibly activated Beidou to kill the God, he was attacked by the evil spirit and almost died. However, this boy called him a shocking ghost. He dared to use this method to make fun of himself. What else could he do if he didn't deserve a beating?
Yun Qiyou stretched out his hand and twisted the soft flesh of Ye Xiaochuan's waist several times. Ye Xiaochuan almost shed tears of pain, but he still maintained his calm and elegant appearance.
After a while, Yun Qiyou seemed a little angry and said: "When I first met you, I thought you were a gentleman. Later I found out that you are just a little scoundrel. Please tell me honestly. When I was in a coma, I was thinking about crossing the cliff.
In those days, did you touch me?"
Really not, Ye Xiaochuan was only fifteen years old at the time, and the opponent was Yun Qiyou, who had once killed a fellow sect member with a sword. He had both lust and courage.
However, seeing Yun Qiyou's sullen look, he rolled his eyes and smiled, as if he was reminiscing about some good memories.
This signature sleazy smile immediately made Yun Qiyou's heart feel cold.
Yes, I had been unconscious for two or three days, how could I have escaped the clutches of this little pervert? He stretched out his hand and grabbed Ye Xiaochuan's ears. Ye Xiaochuan was already prepared and dodged away.
