Yue Ying opened her eyes, saw the darkness of chaos, and closed them again.

He was annoyed, and his chest was like a dense mass of stuff clogging up, tossing and turning.

He wanted to see Wen Sheen.

It's true that they'd only seen it before the day, maybe not for half a day, but that's not too much.

Yue Ying tossed and turned over with the churning thing in her heart.

This is called "torment".

Then I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Yue Ying thought about why she didn't go to see Wen Xien directly, so she began to look for a reason why the third watch could be established in the middle of the night.

Yue Ying lay on the bed and suddenly had an idea, and immediately sat up from the bed happily, he said that he had nightmares again, and he always felt that there was something dirty entangled, and the monk would definitely agree at that time, after all, he had used this excuse several times before to keep the monk.

Great.

He smiled smugly.

As long as she thought about it, Yue Ying had already gotten up quickly as if she had been doping, and she didn't put on any clothes, and hurriedly put on her shoes.

He was ecstatic and almost ran out.

Yue Ying ran to the West Wing Courtyard and came to the door of Wen Xien, hesitated for a while, and shouted tentatively at the door.

"Clean dust."

It took a moment for a faint voice to come from the hall.

After confirming that there was someone inside, Yue Ying was unwilling to stay at the door for a second longer, and without saying a word, she directly pushed the door in.

The hall was pitch black, and the moonlight sprinkled in, and Yue Ying's heart suddenly became hot for some reason.

"Son-in-law."

The man on the bed screamed hesitantly.

This cold voice of Yue Gongzi made Yue Ying's eyes dark and terrifying.

Listen to the voice with some weakness and panic in his eyes.

"Jingchen, I dreamed of being entangled by a ghost just now, and I thought I couldn't wake up, so I couldn't sleep anyway, so I came to you, with you, I'm more at ease."

There was a night disguise, and Wen Xien completely didn't notice his eyes and his clumsy acting skills.

Wen Xien coughed lightly a few times, his face turned pale, "The poor monk is unwell today, so he will exorcise evil spirits for his son-in-law in the future." ”

Yue Ying's face was pale, and her expression was not good-looking.

He never thought that this monk would refuse, and it was such a small request, obviously the monk would not refuse before, because he was about to leave, and he felt that it would be fine to cure his eyes anyway, so he was cold to him.

Dark emotions came up and were forcibly suppressed. The turbulent emotions in Yue Ying's eyes slowly calmed down, her eyes were dark, and her voice became more and more pitiful, "But I...... Is it feasible for me to sleep on a soft couch? ”

Saying that, Yue Ying walked in the direction of the soft couch, on the surface, it seemed that he had taken a step back, but in fact, it was not another kind of persecution.

In the end, Wen Xien was relieved, "Son-in-law should come to the couch, don't suffer the cold." ”

Yue Ying consciously passed this time, he tried his best to hide his joy, but he still couldn't help but smile.

At that time, Yue Ying hadn't thought too much about it, he just wanted to stay with Wen Xien, alone.

But when he was really lying on a bed, he reacted in a trance.

He was and Wen Sheen.

Just the two of them.

The two of them were covered with a quilt, but the distance was half an arm's length, it was originally as far as an arm's arm, but Yue Ying used the excuse of fear to move some distance.

He looked at it, but his head only received the faint and almost unpleasant cold fragrance of Wen Xien's body, which had a warm and moist scent, and at this time became the most vivid and alluring of all the senses.

Yue Ying only realized at this time what he should prepare for this great opportunity, but in fact he was prepared for everything.

Wen Xien carried the light on his back, breathing steadily, as if he had fallen asleep.

Yue Ying felt that this was simply a large piece of meat blatantly sitting in front of her eyes, and if she didn't do something, she would miss the opportunity.

But he won't just be so unscrupulous and go straight to the dust. He didn't want Jingchen to have a bad impression of him.

It's better to look like you're willing to do it, not one-sided, and he wants to get some response from Jingchen.

Yue Ying thought about it, and suddenly something in her mind immediately connected to each other and became a "road".

Now that Jingchen was lying beside him, Yue Ying couldn't sleep anymore, and he stared at Wen Xien's back with fiery eyes.

In the moonlight that poured in, Yue Ying could see Wen Xien's exposed skin, almost white in the dark night.

Snow white as snow in the dark.

Just as he was looking more and more intrigued, the figure suddenly turned over, Yue Ying was startled, and quickly closed his eyes.

After waiting for a while, finding that there was no movement, Yue Ying secretly opened her eyes again.

Wen Xien just changed his position.

Yue Ying quietly looked at Wen Xien's quiet face and his chest rising and falling with even and slow breathing, and then couldn't help but shout softly, "Pure dust? ”。

Wen Xien was still sleeping quietly, not responding at all.

Yue Ying quietly observed for a while, and she didn't know what kind of thoughts she had in mind, so she coughed loudly and cleared her throat.

Wen Sheen still didn't respond.

I didn't notice that Wen Xien's face was as pale as paper, his lips were as pale as water, and his whole face had no color, except for the picturesque and delicate eyebrows.

Yue Ying laughed silently, carefully propped up half of his body, and seeing that the other party still did not react, he was a little bolder, pushed a little harder, amplified his voice and shouted again, "Clean dust." ”

Seeing that Jingchen did not have any reaction, as if he had entered a deep sleep, Yue Ying was sure that Wen Xien was already asleep this time.

He looked at Jingchen and smiled even more.

He couldn't help but reach out and get closer to Wen Xien's sleeping face. His whole body tensed, watching his fingertips touch Wen Xien's face first, feeling the touch and temperature of his skin.

That subtle feeling filled Yue Ying's mind, and now it was his only world.

fingertips, fingers, to the palm of the hand.

Yue Ying's hand completely stroked the face of the person he had been delusional, and then slowly, stroked down.

The direct friction of his skin turned into a huge ecstasy that filled Yue Ying's mind, and he almost trembled with excitement.

He looked at each other, and all the tenderness, joy, madness, and desire were unabashedly gathered in his gaze. He laughed and laughed out loud. Emotions boiled in his chest, and he almost cried tears of joy.

He didn't even know what to do next.

However, his body was involuntary. Yue Ying slowly held Yaoguang's exposed hand a little awkwardly, gently and carefully pulled, raised, leaned over, and kissed solemnly and sincerely.

The touch of his lips to his skin made him sober up a little, or his body a little more sober, and knew what to do.

"Clean ......"

(End of chapter)