Turning people to the foot of a remote mountain with a smile, Ji Yanshu's originally smiling face instantly swelled with anger.

"Liu Xinyue, you are so bold."

ripped off the hat on An Yang's head, Ji Yanshu raised his hand and grabbed her chin, forcing the two Rao to look at each other.

The moist eyes were filled with aggrieved water, and the long eyelashes trembled lightly. The first time Ji Yanshu saw Liu Xinyue's appearance, his brain lost his mind for a moment.

"I just want to go home and see," those delicate lips let out a low sobbing sound, "but I didn't expect to meet the elders of the Lingxiao Sect, and I had a relationship with Lingxiao, so I ......"

"You seem to have changed," Ji Yanshu didn't listen to her carefully at all, and his eyes stared at her face with inquiry.

The hazy sunset gilded An Yang's face with a faint glow, but in more than half a month, the person in front of him was like a beast with sharp claws, revealing the unique coldness of the immortal cultivators.

The body unconsciously pressed closer, and a faint fragrance came, making him feel as if he was bewitched, and his breath gradually became hot.

"What does it smell like?"

"Yes, it's Lotus," An Yang bit his lower lip, a little resistant to Ji Yanshu's approach.

In the six months that the Demon Sect had been there, the two of them had never been so close. Now that the dream she had been thinking about day and night had become a reality, she realized that she couldn't cope with this ambiguous atmosphere at all.

Her heart was beating uncontrollably, and she pushed her hand to keep Ji Yanshu farther away.

"Don't move, it's been a long time since I've hugged you properly."

Ji Yanshu raised his eyebrows, looking at her shy and evasive appearance, he suddenly felt itchy in his heart.

Forcing the person to the stone wall, his arm bent and pressed against the top of An Yang's head, his nose greedily sniffed the fragrance on her body, and sprinkled his chaotic breath on her neck.

"You, it's okay for you to stay away from me," Anyang was really awkward, and couldn't help muttering, his voice full of grievances.

From the time she left the Demon Sect to the present, Ji Yanshu didn't care, and now it's like this again. The complaining tone made Ji Yanshu laugh.

His thumb gently rubbed An Yang's jaw, and he said shamelessly, "Haven't you heard of it, don't win the newlywed." ”

"Who, who is ...... with you" An Yang blushed angrily, this look was more in line with Ji Yanshu's appetite.

He swallowed the dry foam impatiently, and where his body was up, he deliberately moved against An Yang.

"Huh?"

"You, you runny!"

Ji Yanshu's eyes narrowed slightly, and at this time, he kissed Anyang when he opened his mouth.

An Yang's eyes widened in surprise, he couldn't imagine that things were progressing so fast.

Obviously before......

But in just a moment, all the thoughts in my brain were devoured.

Ji Yanshu listened to her cat-like humming, his heart was beating faster and faster, why didn't he find out before, it turned out that letting this person practice immortal law would be reborn, which made him like it very much.

Especially now that the two of them are still at the foot of Lingxiao Mountain, just thinking about such a scene makes him feel very excited.

"Y-What do you want to do!"

Finally regained his senses, An Yang took advantage of Ji Yanshu's defenselessness and successfully pushed people away, "I, I'm a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect now, you can't be rude to me." ”