Xi Yao sat on the bed, looking down at her feet, recalling the scene at that time, she was hiding in the corner with her body wet. Is it because she has a bad image, is Xi afraid that she will be embarrassed, or does he not want Ying to know? But why didn't he want Ying to know? What did he mind?

When Xun was still there, although Xi was facing Ying, he never tabooed the matter between him and Xi Yao, even if they were noisy, he would not deliberately avoid Ying, hide Ying.

It stands to reason that Xi and Xi Yao are together, isn't it a normal thing?

Maybe it's because Xi has changed, since he died, he was left alone to take care of Ying, and he has slowly changed.

Xi Yao's thoughts, if Xi wanted to know, were as easy as a snap, even if he didn't look at her dreams, he could feel her feelings for him getting deeper and deeper. But Xi Yao didn't understand Xi, didn't understand what he was thinking, and couldn't guess his thoughts.

She bit her lip, and she confessed that she was attached to the kiss, just as she could frankly admit that she loved him, but after that day he had not come to her for a long time, and she could only look at him from afar, and his gaze did not rest on her at all.

When he said that he liked her, she felt that she was very happy, and she had always believed it, but Ying's appearance and what he said to Ying made Xi Yao confused.

Hurried footsteps sounded on the corridor, and Xi Yao knew that Ying had a nightmare in the middle of the night and ran to Xi's room, pushed open his door, and climbed into his bed. Such a scene is very familiar, and Xi Yao can imagine the whole process.

Xi Yao's feet moved back, her arms wrapped around her bent legs, her body shrunk tighter, her head buried lower. Why does she feel an indescribable discomfort in her heart? Should she believe him? Believe that he will not fall in love with Ying like Xun?

In fact, it is true, and there is more tassels on the bed.

"Don't go, don't leave me alone......" Ying muttered, lying on her side on the side of the pillow. With dreamy eyes like amethysts, she stared at the person beside her for a long time to confirm that he was real and had not left.

She was barefoot, dressed in a single garment, and when she came, she was blown open by the wind, and she lay beside him, her neckline hanging down at one of her shoulders, and she was full of spring.

Xi closed his eyes, feeling inexplicably annoyed for the first time, because he saw her body. Perhaps this is the reason why Hyun refused to sleep in his bed in the first place.

As always, he did not refuse her, whether he was there or not. But as he grew up, he couldn't do the same as before, especially a woman who looked like Ying. She doesn't look like a mother at all, but like an ignorant girl who needs protection, but she looks bright and moving, and her smile and frown are very attractive.

"Huh?" Ying saw a hint of strangeness in Xi's eyes just now, which was extremely rare for her, "Xi, do you hate me?"

"Nope. Xi's voice was still gentle, but there was already a hint of impetuousness in his tone, and even he himself couldn't control such emotions.

"Xi is really Xi, and he will be impatient. Ying said and reached out to caress Shangxi's face, for him, he was already the maximum limit of gentleness, he still had his own emotions and temper, and his personality was distinct, so no matter how he imitated Xun's gentleness towards Ying, it would never be exactly the same.

The gentleness is like a calm sea, there is a danger of turbulent waves at any time, but the gentleness is always a clear spring on the iceberg, giving people eternal tranquility and peace of mind.

Ying doesn't want Xi to leave her now, it's not that she is against Xi finding the girl she likes, he can find it, but she doesn't want him to leave. Because of Xun's death, she was even more afraid of losing and being alone. So I hope that Xi will stay for the time being, at least let her wait until the reincarnation of Xun.

Ying looked at Xi's seemingly calm face, but she knew that he was already emotional, and said, "It turns out that Xi still minds if I disturb you......"

"Nothing. Xi interrupted and vetoed, but when he opened his eyes, the impetuousness in his blue eyes spontaneously appeared, he would not refuse her, it had always been so, he couldn't even bear to speak to her in too heavy a tone, he didn't know how to remind her that he was no longer an ignorant child.

Ying clearly saw the strange strong dissatisfaction in those blue eyes, he had a dissatisfied opinion about her, which made her very uneasy, if she lost him, it would be the loss of the only one.

"I won't ...... like this" Ying suddenly said this sentence for some reason. Yes, Xun would not show such dissatisfaction with Ying, unless he died, he was not willing to leave her, and she did not have to worry.

"I'm not him. Xi was inexplicably annoyed, he imitated his brother's gentleness towards Ying, just hoping that she would be better, that she could be happy, that she could adapt, even if he was no longer there, it would not make her feel lonely, but he refused to be his brother's shadow.

He was so annoyed that Ying lowered his eyes and removed his hand from his face, she was disgusted by the only person, and she was a little overwhelmed.

"Don't put that on your face, I don't know what I'm going to do. There was a command in Xi's tone, and it didn't match the boundary of gentleness at all.

Xi's tone clearly surprised Ying, even if it was Xi before, she just talked little, but she would never talk to her like this.

"Don't climb into my bed again. Xi refused for the first time.

Impatience, impetuousness, irritation, ordering, refusal, and then only the word "leave" can be thought of, and this is the final result. She doesn't know why Xi suddenly became like this, she doesn't know that Xi, who never refuses her, will drive her away, if she doesn't want him to leave, then she can only accept his "refusal". She pursed her lips and propped her arms on the bed.

"I said, don't show such an expression!" he got up in the middle of the day, his arms folded on either side of the tassel, and he approached her for the first time, so close that his lips could feel her exhalation.

She supported her arms, and her wide-open light purple eyes looked at the person in front of her, confused, uneasy, and even a little frightened. She tilted her head, her sharp chin raised high, her long black hair scattered behind her, a few strands of long hair in front of her, an inch of fair and tender skin exposed, as the loose collar of the single coat hung down on one of her shoulders.

Such a look, such an expression, is a fatal temptation for any man, and she herself does not know it in the slightest. Because she never felt that Xi was a man, and she didn't seem to be a woman. She had always thought she needed his company, nothing more.

Ying didn't think that Yun was a man, even if she finally found out about Huan's secret, what he was hiding was her, and she didn't think too much about it. The long years have long made her forget that feelings are related to the body, and she is convinced that feelings are closely related to the heart.

The only time she used her body was the night she said goodbye, many years ago, when she knew almost nothing. If you ask her why she became pregnant and gave birth to a pair of sons, she will probably not be able to answer you. Before she was taken to Micheng, she had been at home for many years, she was just properly taken care of by Xi and Xun, and she was almost isolated from the world, obviously missing a lot of things that she should have experienced.

For Xi, the tassel at this moment is like a bewitching poppy, infinitely charming, seductive, and swaying with the light of the bewitching. And her ignorance made him even more damn desire, this woman, he couldn't touch, but she was tempting him.

Xi's impetuousness and annoyance are all because of this, even if she doesn't have the smell of obsession with him, he still wants her at the moment. His fingers on the bed board clenched fiercely, his frowning brows suppressed a flame of desire, and his breathing unconsciously became rapid and uneasy.

He suddenly had a terrible heartbeat - he wanted to kill her.

He can't possess her, he can't touch her body, but he can kill her, that's what he does best. Because he wants her and can't, then kill her, otherwise he doesn't know what to do, he doesn't like this kind of thing that is not under his control, which makes him very angry.

"Huh?"

Stunned, he withdrew his desire to kill, he watched the seductive red lips gently open, calling out his name, and the sweet and pleasant breath brushed his thin lips. His eyes closed and slowly opened, he was curious about the unknown world in his red lips, what it would taste like, he didn't know but wanted to try to understand, his dry and uncomfortable throat squirmed unconsciously.

This kind of Xi made Ying feel very strange, he was already obvious, but she didn't know what he wanted to do. The only thing she could think of was to keep him, it didn't matter if she did something wrong, "If you don't like it, I won't do it again in the future, don't leave, okay?"

Why did she speak? Why did she speak so inappropriately? Looking at the slightly moving red lips, a soft and timid voice came out, she was really afraid of his departure. But for him now, he didn't care what she said, what he cared about was the softness of her lips, the touch of the tip of her tongue, and her unknown body.

Desire made his body temperature much higher than usual, and it made him hot and restless, he couldn't take his eyes off her lips, he wanted to kiss it, he didn't think about anything, he didn't care about anything, he just wanted to know what it would be like to kiss it.

He lifted his hand, his fingertips touching her delicate face, his hot palm slowly touching her cheek, it was not the first time he had touched her skin, but it was so different that he couldn't help but sink. He closed his eyes, his body exuding a strong hormonal scent, accompanied by a scorching breath, his thin lips pressed down.

"Don't climb into my bed like this again. His voice was much softer, a warm reminder. He let go of her, lay down, and closed his eyes.

There was still a little kiss mark left on her forehead, and she paused for a moment, climbed out of bed, and left. She had no idea what Xi had just experienced, that seemingly calm and indifferent face, but inside she had experienced the most fierce battle, entanglement and struggle in history, which was the most difficult thing he had ever encountered.

This woman, he can't touch it, he can't kill it, he has to accompany her like this every day, and he will be tempted by her ignorance and death every day, he will go crazy sooner or later.