The beautiful eyes of Fanchen Zhenxian were wandering around, and he couldn't help but squint towards Yan Qi.
This bastard's profile is also so lethal.
The mortal immortal thought evilly, if he were replaced by Jun Yue, would this bastard still lie down and pretend to be dead?
I was lying here, and this kid actually fell asleep motionless.
What an insult to me.
Real immortals in this mortal world have wild thoughts.
Thinking about it at the end, I laughed angrily.
"Bah, bah, bah, what nonsense am I thinking about?"
She realized that she had been practicing for sixty or seventy years, and when she met Yan Qi, her wonderful state of mind was gone.
The more the mortal immortal thinks about it, the more he can't sleep.
The clothes on my body were too tight, making me feel uncomfortable.
She glanced at the nightgown.
"Would you like to put on your pajamas? That will make you more comfortable. Anyway...that bastard is already asleep anyway."
The mortal immortal was afraid of waking Yan Qi, so he carefully took his pajamas.
She took off her coat and wore only her bra.
She has a hot body, fair and elastic skin.
Just about to put on pajamas.
Yan Qi turned over and suddenly turned to the mortal immortal. He closed his eyes and kept mumbling something.
The mortal immortal was so frightened that his claws were numb.
She just wore a bra and was naked in front of Yan Qi.
She didn't dare to think that if Yan Qi opened her eyes, she would see her spring.
This time, she froze.
My heart trembled.
I forgot to put on my clothes.
"It's so dangerous, so dangerous."
The mortal immortal patted his towering chest and said, "Fortunately, he fell asleep and didn't wake up."
The mortal immortal is so panicked.
She took the nightgown and examined it carefully.
Want to see if these pajamas are new?
If it was worn, she wouldn't wear it.
What a grind.
Yan Qi, who was sleeping, suddenly spoke: "If you continue to dawdle, I will open my eyes."
"Asshole, you're pretending to sleep!"
The mortal immortal was so frightened that her delicate body trembled, and she put on her pajamas in a panic.
Yan Qi turned over and sat up, looking at the mortal immortal in a joking manner: "The pajamas I made for you are pretty, aren't they?"
The mortal immortal's face was red, and his chest was heaving: "Tell me, did you peek at me?"
Yan Qi said forcefully: "You can watch it if you want. Why are you doing this secretly?"
The mortal immortal said angrily: "Does that mean you didn't see it?"
Yan Qi said: "Of course!"
The mortal immortal pursed her red lips and said, "Okay, I believe you."
She lay down and suddenly said: "What color is my chest and clothes?"
"red!"
"Yan Qi, you bastard, you still said you didn't peek."
The mortal immortal rushed forward and strangled Yan Qi's neck.
Yan Qi's legs hooked onto the thigh of the mortal immortal.
A true immortal in this world cannot escape.
The delicate big white legs were joined together with Yan Qi's legs.
That feeling made my heart tremble.
The mortal immortal couldn't escape and shouted angrily: "You still said you didn't peek at me? If you didn't peek at me, how could you know that my chest and clothes are red?"
Yan Qi was very innocent: "I gave you the bra and clothes. Have you forgotten?"
"Forehead……"
The mortal immortal suddenly came to his senses: "It seems that such a thing is really happening..."
Yan Qi was depressed: "What do you mean, it seems like, that's what it is. I said Sister Fairy, are you looking for a chance to get close to me? Look at you, your whole body is pressed up, and your big white legs are still hooked on my legs. Go up. Do you have needs in that area? If you really have needs in that area, for Jun Yue’s sake, I will satisfy you..."
"Go away, you bastard, stop talking nonsense to me."
The mortal immortal exhaled his inner energy.
boom!
Yan Qi's legs were easily opened.
He chuckled: "Sister Fairy could easily break away from my legs, but you didn't. You insisted on keeping my legs together. Isn't this deliberate? Hehehehehe..."
"You talk a lot."
The mortal immortal felt guilty, so he hurriedly lay down, covered himself with a quilt, and muttered viciously: "You are not allowed to talk while you are sleeping. If you dare to say another word, I will tear your mouth apart."
"I feel guilty, I don't dare to speak, and I even hide it."
Yan Qi muttered a few words and fell asleep.
He can sleep, but how can a true immortal in this mortal world sleep?
It felt so weird to have a handsome guy lying next to me.
Touching Yan Qi's leg, Fanchen Zhenxian's whole body felt bad.
I was very confused.
Never before.
She began to close her eyes and meditate and recite the meditation mantra.
But, it doesn't work.
A beautiful heart is still as messy as lint.
I went to see Yan Qi again and slept soundly.
So infuriating.
She picked up the pillow and hit Yan Qi hard on the face.
"what."
Yan Qi sat up angrily: "I was sleeping soundly, but you woke me up. If you can't sleep, why don't you let me sleep?"
The mortal immortal said angrily: "Who made you fall asleep?"
Yan Qidao: "Who kept you awake?"
"I can't sleep with you lying next to me."
"That means you have wild thoughts and impure thoughts. Look at me, your heart is as still as water. When I see you, it's like seeing a pink hole. That's why I'm sleeping so sweetly. Sister Fairy, you have to learn from me."
"Learn from your skills."
The mortal immortal's face was red and his ears were red: "I don't care. If I can't sleep anyway, don't try to sleep. You can find a way to make me fall asleep. Otherwise... humph..."
Yan Qi was a little scared.
Not letting him sleep is a big problem.
Yan Qi had an idea: "I have a good idea."
The real immortal said: "What can I do?"
Yan Qi took out the sheets, passed ropes through both sides, and tied them to the pillars of the tent.
The mortal immortal was curious: "What are you going to do?"
Yan Qi pointed to the sheets: "You sleep on it."
The mortal immortal frowned: "Can I sleep here?"
"certainly!"
Yan Qi jumped up and lay on the sheets, rocking from side to side, feeling very comfortable: "Not only can I sleep, but it's also very comfortable, just like a child sleeping in a crib. Don't all children sleep like this?"
"Yes."
When the mortal immortal heard this, it really made sense.
She pushed Yan Qi down and lay lightly on the sheets, rocking from side to side.
"It's really comfortable."
Yan Qi yawned sleepily: "I've taken care of your bed for you, don't talk to me now, I'm going to sleep."
"Whoever strikes up a conversation with you really thinks you are some kind of treasure."
The mortal immortal was lying on the sheets, swaying from side to side, but he found some childhood fun.
"Hey, Yan Qi."
"Sister Fairy, what's wrong?"
"Let me ask you, how did you come up with the idea of tying bedsheets in the air? It's quite interesting."
"It's not my original work, it was created by someone else."
"who?"
"Little Dragon Girl."
"Who is the little dragon girl? A dragon?"
"No, no, no, he is the descendant of the Ancient Tomb Sect."
"Heir of the Ancient Tomb Sect? What sect is that?"
"You don't have to worry about the sect. At least the kung fu practiced by this little dragon girl is somewhat similar to yours."
"What's the similarity?"
"There's something about beauty, hehe, but this little dragon girl is more beautiful than you."
"Prettier than me? Why don't I believe it?"
The mortal immortal floated in front of Yan Qi: "Tell me, where is the Ancient Tomb Sect? Why is it so good at maintaining appearance?"
Yan Qidao: "The Ancient Tomb Sect is at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, the Tomb of the Living Dead."
The mortal immortal frowned: "Why have I never heard that there is a tomb of the living dead at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain? Are you making it up?"
