Ah Jin sat cross-legged on the bed in his room.

But his mind was extremely restless.

Normally, you can meditate for a long time, but before you open your eyes in a few minutes, the time is very difficult, and you can't calm down.

All I have in my mind is the picture of that day in the Drunken Immortal Tower.

His face was instantly embarrassed and slightly red.

Although he resisted for ten minutes, he was very, very shameful on Cong Yi.....

Thinking about it, Argent has no face, and he doesn't want to see Cong Yi.

But meditating in the room is also very uncomfortable.

At this time, there were footsteps outside the door of the room, and Ah Jin frowned suspiciously.

Yesterday, I had already told my senior brother that if he wanted to retreat and cultivate, no one should come to disturb him.

Although Xiao Ran's kid is a little frivolous, he also knows the importance of this aspect very well, there are so many people back and forth in the Taoist temple, who is standing outside the door at this time?

Before he could react, the door to the room opened softly from the outside.

He's obviously closed the door.

As King Kong prepared to stay, he got up to see who it was, when a voice came from outside.

"Ah Jin, Ah Jin, I'm here....."

Hearing this familiar magnetic voice, Ah Jin's face changed suddenly, and he almost subconsciously wanted to find a place to hide, but most of the rooms were places that could be swept at a glance, and if he looked for a place to hide at this time, I am afraid that there would not be enough time.

He looked overhead, almost without thinking, and the whole person was attached to the top of the bed like a spider.

The bed is covered, and the boxy is very ancient, if you don't lie on the bed, you won't notice his existence.

Cong Yi opened the door and walked in and didn't see Ah Jin.

But on the edge of the bed, I found a pair of boots.

He looked around the room again, but there was no trace.

Ah Jin clung to the bed beam and looked out cautiously, wanting to see when Cong Yi would leave.

But Cong Yi sat at the table in the room, picked up the teacup he had drunk, poured a sip of tea, and leisurely sipped it.

It was exactly the same as when I was in my own home.

What is he doing here?

Ah Jin closed his eyes irritably, and the whole person hung on the bed beam, although he could support it for a while, if Cong Yi didn't plan to leave, he couldn't support it.

He thought to himself, Cong Yi couldn't find him, and he would definitely leave after drinking a little.

Just hold on a little longer.

But Cong Yi wandered around his room, looking at his clothes for a while, looking at his gadgets for a while, as if he was still looking very energetically, and picked up the novels he usually read, sat on a chair and read them.

He was half-leaning back in his chair, looking particularly lazy, his eyes downward, looking at the book seriously, as if it was something else.

This person has always given Ah Jin the feeling that he is multifaceted.

He is a man with many faces.

But it's all bad in nature, and it's very sanctimonious!

At first, he didn't like Cong Yi very much, but Cong Yi helped him a lot.

The mouth is bad, and the behavior is also very strange, which makes him angry and embarrasses him and does a lot of things, but once there is something big, he comes out to help him.

Cong Yi, this one is very strange.

Knowing how dangerous it is to be a yin and yang person, the more people who know his secret, the more danger there will be, but he still let him know.

"Ah Jin, are you tired?"

Suddenly, Cong Yi's voice came: "Do you want to come down and drink saliva?" ”