Sheng Xuanyuan hesitated: "Do you really want to listen?"
"Of course." Qiong Yi put his chin in his hands and said with piercing eyes, "I'm all ears."
Seeing that she was full of expectations, Sheng Xuanyuan lightly wiped the jade flute in his hand with a handkerchief, and played it horizontally to his mouth. The melodious and clear flute sound hovered in the room. Qiong was slightly touched when he heard it, and thought to himself: It's not bad.
This thought only lasted for three breaths. On the fourth breath, Qiong Yi felt a little strange. It wasn't that the sound of his breath was sparse and intermittent. On the contrary, the sound of Sheng Xuanyuan's breath was very smooth and strong. He had practiced kung fu for a long time; it was not that he played the wrong note, there was no mistake in the note, and there were no omissions. The reason was that the rhythm of his playing was far different from the original song.
This famous song "Falling Flowers" has a melodious style and is very pleasant to the ear, but he forcibly blew out a chilling air. The rhythm was fast and slow, just like the interplay of drum beats, becoming more intensive and exciting, which made Qiong start to listen. I had goosebumps all over my body and quickly stopped: "Sheng Kyung, it's okay! It's okay!"
Sheng Xuanyuan stopped playing the flute and said, "I haven't finished playing the song yet."
Qiong Yi felt that after he finished playing this piece, he would have to send her away, so she forced a smile and said: "You played, uh, well, very well."
Sheng Xuanyuan put down the flute and laughed: "What are these words?" He paused and realized that there was a big problem with his playing. "I have been practicing this piece for many days, but I am still not familiar with it. I will practice it again after I have mastered it. Blow it to you."
Qiong Yi cursed softly: "You need to practice more..."
He wiped the flute again and put it back into the wooden box. Seeing that Qiong Yi was a little frightened, he stretched out his hand and ran it along the braid of her hair on her back. Qiong Yi felt like he was touching a cat to comfort her, and she had some thoughts. Smiling, her braid quickly went back. She held his hand on her shoulder and tightened it very skillfully.
Sheng Xuanyuan felt her warm and gentle hands and said softly: "Qiong Yi."
"Huh?" Qiong Yi turned around, her eyes full of autumn water, looking at him with a smile without saying a word.
Sheng Xuanyuan looked at her, and when he saw her eyelashes fluttering like feathers, her lips were red, he lost his concentration for a moment, his ears were burning rapidly, red to the core, and he pulled her into his arms. Both sides were close, leaning in for a kiss.
He came suddenly, but Qiong was not surprised. The strong wine she drank in the evening seemed to have started to take effect. She felt vaguely drunk and her face turned red. Sheng Xuanyuan hugged her waist tightly, breathing rapidly. Maybe he felt the coldness on the table or something, so he directly hugged Qiong Yi up. While hugging her, he still asked for a kiss from her.
"Qiong Yi, come..." Sheng Xuanyuan hugged her and lowered his voice.
Qiong was also lifted off the ground, tightened the clothes around his chest to stabilize her balance, responded to his request, and pecked his cheek.
Sheng Xuanyuan walked to the bed and put her down. He was afraid that she would knock her head, so he pillowed her with his hands and lay down on her. Although the bed was covered with mattresses, it was still a bit uncomfortable, and Qiong was also uncomfortable being pressed by him. When her lips separated, she raised her hand to push him away and sat up.
Sheng Xuanyuan didn't know what she was going to do, and he struggled to get up, but she turned her hand to hold his shoulders. She sat on his lower abdomen and held him down.
Qiong Yi supported his upper body and looked down at the person below him. It was obviously such an oppressive posture, but Sheng Xuanyuan did not feel any panic except for his face turning abnormally red. There was an undercurrent in his dark eyes, as if he was Watch with interest to see what she does next.
Qiong also untied his high ponytail, and the black hair was scattered on the quilt, like fine black brocade. She untied his hair hanging from his forehead, and looked at him carefully, his jade-like face, and his handsome eyebrows. , has five or six points of eyes that are like red phoenixes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, but the bright pupils are round enough, the eyelashes are long and thick, the wings of the nose are high, and the lips are deeply red after being kissed passionately. It is really a unique scene in the world, how can it be? Can't get enough of it.
She picked up a strand of his hair, held it on her fingertips, and said with a smile: "Sheng Jing, you are so beautiful..."
When she finished speaking, she kissed the lock of hair gently, hooked her knuckles on his chin, stroked down his Adam's apple, and said softly: "I like it."
"...Qiong Yi." Sheng Xuanyuan's Adam's apple twitched subconsciously, and he grabbed her hand, with feelings gradually rising in his eyes: "You are teasing."
She leaned over and pressed down: "No, I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart."
Sheng Xuanyuan pressed on her back and pinched her waist with one hand. Qiong also noticed that he wanted to turn over and take the upper position, so she quickly pressed her shoulders with both hands, but she couldn't resist his strength, and he easily lifted his leg to push her back. to the initial position. Sheng Xuanyuan's heart was in uncontrollable chaos in his chest. Without saying a word, he lowered his head and bit into her mouth arrogantly and messily. He used his lips and teeth together. There was a faint taste of wine on his tongue. It was sweet and tempting. He seemed to have some Drunk, between breaths, and then a deep kiss, Qiong also hugged his neck, her breath getting deeper and deeper.
"Sheng Kyung..." She panted slightly during the brief moment of contact: "I never taught you to bite when kissing..."
"Yeah." Sheng Xuanyuan bit her lower lip, "But I like it."
He slightly turned his head half way, just enough to cover her lips completely, and said, "Open your mouth."
Sheng Xuanyuan bit her hard and robbed her of all her breath. Qiong Yi was a little confused, but she didn't want to be outdone and let him swallow her food, so he bit her back. He noticed that her bite was neither light nor heavy, and he just felt a little confused. Itching, he chuckled and said: "Use some strength, Qiong Yi. Didn't I entertain you well for dinner tonight?"
These words were a bit frivolous, and Qiong Yi's already red face turned even redder. She couldn't bite him, and couldn't press him down. She locked his neck angrily, and Sheng Xuanyuan was suppressed by her. In the hollow of her neck, he happened to kiss and bite her neck. He stretched out his hand to pinch between her elbows and pressed inwardly.
Qiong Yi suddenly felt numbness in his arm, and his whole arm was twitching without feeling. His neck was still itchy and warm, mixed with two or three points of tingling pain. He said angrily: "Sheng Xuanyuan! You pinch my numb tendons!"
"You were the one who locked my throat first." Sheng Xuanyuan said with an innocent face: "You're not allowing me to defend myself?"
"You, woo..." Qiong also felt him blowing into her ear and sucking on her earlobe. The warmth made her body tingle, then gradually became numb to her bones. She had no choice but to curl up under him, secretly scolding her in her heart. Said: Sheng Xuanyuan is just a vixen who relies on himself to get my heart and does whatever he wants!
*
In a quiet moonlit night, after a kiss, the two of them lay flat on the bed, their hands still held together, palms touching, and their fingers intertwined along each other's fingers, like the intertwined roots of trees.
The moonlight coming in through the window is very weak, but still bright. The window lattice looks like frost flowers, adding coolness to the early summer. Qiong also listened to the heartbeat and breathing of the person next to her, feeling at ease. She didn't know if she was too relaxed or if she was really sleepy. After drooping her eyelids for a few times, she fell asleep quietly. Sheng Xuanyuan still wanted to talk to her some more. When he spoke, she was already fast asleep.
"Qiong Yi?" He called her several times, but there was no response. He half raised his body to look at her, and saw that Qiong Yi was sleeping very peacefully. The soft flesh of her cheeks was piled on the mattress, making a round arc. Her sleeping appearance was really cute.
"Asleep." Sheng Xuanyuan sat up half straight. Qiong Yi felt that there was nothing on one side of her body in her sleep, without anything to rely on, so she twisted and shrank towards him, having to be close to him to settle down. Sheng Xuanyuan saw her snow-white neck. The red marks and bite marks were particularly conspicuous. They were all left by him after a while of tossing. Maybe he felt distressed at this time. He gently lifted her hair from her ears and temples and rubbed her bruises to reduce swelling. .
Qiong Yi was sleeping deeply and was defenseless. Sheng Xuanyuan's eyes stopped at the collar of her left shoulder and stretched out his hand, but he didn't dare to fall on her for a long time and his movements were hesitant. He knew that there was a huge scar on Qiong Yi's back. He glanced at it accidentally, but he didn't see it clearly. Her life experience was engraved under the scar and buried by the hideous flesh. There was no way to know. As for what exactly was being engraved, everything is just a guess.
She was sleeping peacefully next to him, her breathing was gentle, like a quiet bird. Sheng Xuanyuan's heart sank, and he couldn't do anything, thinking: It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate. I can't do this to her.
Then he got up and got out of bed, took out a bottle of ointment to reduce swelling and bruises from the cabinet, and applied it on the ambiguous marks on her body and on his body that were extremely conspicuous.
The swelling should subside tomorrow.
Sheng Xuanyuan covered her with the silk quilt and tucked it in. He didn't want to spend the night alone, so he followed his own wishes and didn't send her back to the next room. He took out the mat from the storage box and laid it on the ground. Make a bed on the ground and lie down on the spot to sleep.
*
In the early morning, the sky was only dimly lit.
Qiong Yi was sleepy. When she woke up from her dream, she felt that she hadn't slept so comfortably in a long time. The things surrounding her were warm, and she didn't know where such a good pillow came from. When she opened her eyes completely, she saw half a The exposed chest was looming under the clothes. When he raised his head again, he saw the beautiful woman's long and thin eyelashes, and his mind suddenly went crazy.
Sheng Xuanyuan was still sleeping, with one hand pillowed under Qiong Yi's head, and the other hand holding her hand tightly. Qiong Yi's remaining hand was not idle either, and was holding it firmly around his waist, with his legs She also hooked up between his legs extremely restlessly, getting as close as she wanted.
What happened?
Qiong also retracted her hand and asked herself: Was she so disheveled last night?
Sheng Xuanyuan felt that his hands were empty and he pulled the person in front of him into his arms and murmured: "Qiong Yi..."
Qiong Yi's face felt a little hot and she thought he was awake too, so she asked, "Sheng Kyung, are you awake?"
Unexpectedly, the beauty in front of her said "Hmm", her eyelashes didn't even tremble, and she continued to hold her motionless. After a while, Qiong Yi realized that this person was not awake at all!
It was impossible for Qiong Yi to break out of his arms without disturbing him. She struggled for a long time until Sheng Xuanyuan was awakened by her tossing. The two looked at each other and he silently let go of his arms. Arms, Qiong Yi was completely freed from the restraints and began to breathe smoothly.
Sheng Xuanyuan's face was a little distracted. He held his forehead and looked at the quilt on the bed, especially most of the quilt on his side. Then he looked at the mat on the ground and remained silent.
All the answers were ready to come out. It could only be that last night, he crawled back to the familiar bed half asleep, snatched the quilt that was covered with her, and slept with her arms around her for the whole night.
Although the two spent the night in each other's arms in the wilderness when traveling north, it was still very different from sleeping in the same bed.
Qiong Yi patted his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not bad, it's okay, it's okay."
Sheng Xuan resented and was speechless. This was a saying among Taoist cultivators. Taoist couples sleeping together for the night would damage both parties' cultivation. The original intention was to scare the young and passionate disciples into restraining themselves and not doing anything beyond the rules.
The rumors are naturally false. Taoist couples practice together and practice together, which is like the heaven and the earth. They return to yin and distance from yang, which can improve their cultivation. However, this kind of magic must be done after one's age, otherwise it will damage the original essence.
Sheng Xuanyuan wanted to tell Qiong Yi that the rumor was false, but the words lingered in his throat and he couldn't speak. He half-cast his eyes, and finally stopped talking.
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