Shading the sky: Dressed as Qin Yao, the boss of the heavenly court spoils me to the bone

He closed his eyes and continued to listen to her chatter, but he didn't feel annoyed.

Qin Yao raised her eyes and saw that Ye Fan had closed her eyes, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, annoyed that she talked a little too much today.

It was night, and it was dark outside the window.

Very quiet, very quiet.

She came to the courtyard, took out a jug of wine, one cup after another, after a long while, the several jugs under her feet were tilted to and fro, and she was actually a little drunk.

Looking at the dark night sky, his eyes blurred for a while. There is no starlight in the desolate night sky, and he doesn't know if the other side of this deep space is the fairyland he has been thinking about?

The two mountains outside Wuwang City rose slowly in the darkness, and two light red smoke flew out of the mountains, flying towards the sky above Wuwang City.

After an unknown amount of time, a gust of cool wind blew and wet and cold air brushed against Qin Yao's face. Only then did she realize that there was a light rain falling from the sky at some point.

It's embarrassing for this small world, there is no shortage of gods like Fengshen Yushi, Sun God and Night God. They work hard every day and abide by their duties. It is really hard to come out to be on duty at this hour.

Remembering that before going out, Xianshang's window didn't seem to be closed, so he turned and went to his room.

Quietly closing the window, the night pearl in the room gave off a faint light, she stepped forward to straighten his quilt, "Ah Qi! Ah Qi!"

It was probably because the cool wind blew too much, and her body felt chilly for a while. She couldn't help but sneezed twice in succession.

Raising his eyes, he met Ye Fan's slightly narrowed eyes.

"Uh, I'm the one who surprised the gods?"

"Have you been drinking?" came his slightly low voice.

Not only did she drink, she drank a lot, she smiled and shook her head, "Let me turn off the light for you! It's really hard to sleep with the light on!"

Hua Qingran's alcohol stamina was getting stronger, she turned around and her eyes flickered, her body tilted uncontrollably.

At this time, Ye Fan was already beside her, helping her stabilize her figure: "I'll take you back!"

"Come on, you're sick yourself, how dare you ask a sick person to take me back? I can walk by myself!" She laughed foolishly twice.

He staggered and walked out, but before reaching the door, he fell to one side again.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand, picked her up directly by the waist, turned around and came to the bedside.

"You sleep here tonight!" He helped her cover the quilt and continued, "I'll stay outside!"

She sneered twice: "What a warm bed!"

When Ye Fan got up, she grabbed one of his hands. He froze and said, "You're drunk!"

She was stunned, shook her head, and said, "It's okay, I'm just dizzy, I'm sure I'm not drunk!"

The hairpin was pressing against her head, and it hurt a little, she pulled out the hairpin in disgust and threw it on the ground.

Ye Fan picked up the hairpin on the ground.

Her soft voice came: "Tell me a story!" No one has told her a story for a long time.

He admired the hairpin in his hand and said, "I won't!"

"Well, then tell me your story!"

She blinked her big dark eyes and stared at him for a long time with a look of anticipation.

He rubbed the hairpin in his hand and thought for a moment: "A long time ago, a young man was taken away from the earth by the Kowloon coffin and entered the Big Dipper Star Field. Recognized, achieve the status of Emperor of Heaven, and lead the Heavenly Court to teach and become an immortal."

"Huh? Gone?" She fluttered her big eyes, still not intending to fall asleep.

"Well, it's gone! You have a good rest, I'll watch outside!"

Before Ye Fan got up, she pulled her into the bed with a little force.

She laughed foolishly: "I want you, put me to sleep!"

He was stunned, his body couldn't help but slightly stagnated, he only felt that although the person beside him had been lying down for a long time, his body was still cold.

Qin Yao suddenly fell into a warm embrace, and her cold body was suddenly surrounded by warmth. Her eyes were smiling like two crescent moons, and her small face was red all the way to her ears perhaps because of drunkenness.

After a long time, she continued: "Mystery, you are so warm!"

Ye Fan: "..."

But still unconsciously clenched her little hand.

Her icy little hand was held in his palm, it was warm.

She remembered that one night, she also had the same dream, in which they were lying together like this.

She even blamed herself, how could she be so brazen and have unreasonable thoughts about him?

However, at that time, she quickly denied her own thoughts. Since it was in her dream and no one knew about it anyway, why not be more shameless?

So, she remembered that she not only moved her hands that day, but also moved her mouth.

It was still the same tonight, although her mind was dizzy, but she knew it was not a dream, they were really sleeping together on the couch.

She looked at the handsome face of the person in front of her, and said softly: "People often say that if you cultivate for a hundred years, you can cross the same boat, and if you cultivate for a thousand years, you can sleep together in the same bed. Only two people who like each other can do this."

"Ye Fan, how many lives do you think we have cultivated?"

Her voice was very small, but it was still very clear in the silent night.

When Ye Fan heard her calling his name directly, he was slightly surprised and shook his head.

But she said in a daze, "I think we knew each other a long, long time ago..."

No matter what, her soul has lived thousands of lives, and the emotions in each life are not her own. She is like a numb tool person who just completes the task and never thinks about love.

It seems that she was born unable to love anyone. All those who love her say that she is cold-blooded and ruthless, but she has a warm heart. All emotions are limited to having more friends and fewer lovers.

But in this life, she seems to be a little different, and she seems to understand a little bit.

His brows and eyes were tightly closed, "Go to sleep! Be good!"

"Immortal, I..."

She still wanted to say something, but her eyelids were suddenly so heavy that she couldn't open them. She wrapped her arms around his waist in a daze, and mumbled a few words.

The person in his arms was asleep, but his hands were tightly wrapped around him, his body suddenly became a little unnaturally stiff, he cleared his throat, and sighed slightly.

Rubbing her hair lightly with fingertips, "Do you like this place very much?"

However, no one answered him, and he continued to talk to himself: "Just like it!"

Qin Yao had a dream, dreaming that she and Ye Fan had returned to Jiuchongtian. She drank a lot of wine on Yunxiantai, and all the immortals came to toast for some reason.

She, who has always been heroic, never refused to come and drank them all in one gulp. She even heard the immortals praise her for her good wine.

She listened with a smile on her face, and followed suit with one or two salutes. After drinking for three rounds, everything in front of her eyes began to blur, and after a while, she was the only one left in the entire Yunxiantai.

At that time, she was dazed and saw Princess Fo Lian holding a long whip, rushing forward angrily, and waving the long whip in her hand.

She was no longer so submissive, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the long whip that was being swung towards her, with a sudden force in her hand, she snatched the long whip from Princess Fo Lian's hand, and swung it at her fiercely.