The ancestors engaged in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Xie Heng laughed, "I didn't say that."

For some reason, ever since Xie Heng kissed the side of Ran Ling's cheek, the atmosphere between the two has become a bit weird.

Although Ran Ling is a tasker, she only goes to survive, cultivate immortals, and the world of doomsday. In terms of feelings, she has never been in touch.

She felt that she must have taken a fancy to Xie Heng's face, but whether she liked him or not was yet to be determined.

Xie Heng knew that he liked her a little bit, but he also felt that Ran Ling had taken a fancy to his face.

But she said that she hates other people approaching her, so he is not in a hurry.

In short, the two are in a delicate and confused stage recently, but this does not affect Ranling's profit.

She rubbed Xie Heng's side face with her fingers, tilted her head, "Go wash your hands, and eat later."

Xie Heng glanced at her, nodded, and went into the room to wash his hands.

Ran Ling lay on the rocking chair for a while, and her trotters and roast chicken were brought over. She carried them upstairs, placed them on the small table on the balcony, and washed her hands.

As soon as Xie Heng came out, what he saw was too much fish and meat.

"..."

His long eyelashes blinked slowly, he walked over to take off his robe and sat down, ripped off the chicken legs and wings and put them on her plate.

After Ran Ling washed her hands, she saw that her plates were stacked high.

It was as if a piano string was being silently plucked in her heart, she pursed her lips, and walked over to stand behind him.

Xie Heng noticed the movement, raised his lower lip, and didn't care.

It's just that his jaw was suddenly lifted up.

He raised his eyes, just looking into the other's dark eyes.

The light shone into Xie Heng's eyes, and Ran Ling clearly saw the beautiful faint blue in his eyes, as well as the indiscernible surprise.

The distance between the two was extremely close, their eyes met and their breaths were intertwined.

Xie Heng's voice became a little hoarse, and his breathing was a little unsteady, "What are you doing?"

"What do you think I want to do?" Ran Ling smiled like a swinger.

Xie Heng's jade-like ears turned red quietly, he couldn't stand the ambiguous atmosphere, he avoided his eyes, "Stop making trouble, let's eat."

"No, Little Phoenix hasn't let me touch it for several days, you have to make it up to me." Faced with such a face, faced with his reaction, Ran Ling's grievances from working overtime and staying up late these days suddenly eased a lot, More and more like a villain who molests women from good families.

Xie Heng: "..."

A certain person's ability to beat back is first-rate, it is clear that she is too busy and has no time, but at this moment, he has not let him touch her.

He felt helpless, "Then what do you think—"

The other party kissed him suddenly.

The slightly cool and soft lips pressed against his lips.

The pupils suddenly dilated, the brain went blank, and the heart stopped suddenly.

Xie Heng never expected that she would do this.

At the same time, Ran Ling's heart also lost its rhythm slightly.

She didn't expect to be so impulsive.

Just now, she saw the other party's beautifully curved and colorful lips, and she kissed her as soon as her brain got hot.

However, this feeling...

She sucked lightly.

Xie Heng's knuckles, which were clutching the skirt of his clothes, were slightly white, and a layer of crimson was cast on his fair neck, slightly staggered, breathing slightly, "Danling..."

Very good.

Ran Ling didn't give him a chance to speak again, and kissed him again, kissing the other's incredibly soft lips inch by inch, and his clear and pleasant smell lingered on the tip of his nose.

His breathing became more rapid unconsciously, and his heartbeat was as dense as a drum, and he didn't know who it was.

Xie Heng's Adam's apple rolled, he closed his eyes, and opened them again.

The simple lips touched each other, without further advances, but this kiss lasted for a long time, so long that Xie Heng's raised neck was a little sore, but he didn't care about it at all.

All senses have disappeared, only the sense of touch has become extremely clear.

This feeling is too strange, too...exciting.

Suddenly, Lin Yunqiu's weak voice came from outside.

"Old Ancestor... Hearing that the Pavilion Master of the Wind Pavilion is here, he said he wants to see you."

Xie Heng's somewhat chaotic brain finally took effect. He heard someone talking outside, a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes, and he struggled subconsciously.

"do not move."

Ranling's palms dragged the back of his neck, gently massaged and kneaded him, turned around, and kissed face to face. The tall nose bridges of the two brushed gently, and the long black hair slid down from Ranling's shoulders, blending with the silver blue Hair strands tangled together.

Lin Yunqiu outside frowned, walking left and right in a small area, looking very nervous.

Why do these big forces keep coming here recently? He originally wanted to send that Su Pavilion master away, but the other party refused to accept it, and stuck at the door insisting on seeing the ancestor!

Why, do you think this is still the time when the ancestors care about you?

Look, he has been reporting for so long, does the ancestor want to see you?Returning the pavilion master is not interesting at all.

It is difficult to be a person, and it is even more difficult to be a leader.

He was really afraid that the old ancestor would fan him out if he was unhappy!

People outside are in a stalemate, and the atmosphere inside is even more stalemate.

Finally, Ran Ling bit the lower lip of the other party lightly, and then slowly left.

Xie Heng's lips were too ruddy, and the end of his eyes was stained with a layer of rouge and crimson. He quickly lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at the other party at all.

"I, I'm going to wash my hands again."

He looked calm, and walked into the room steadily.

The premise is to ignore his red bleeding ears.

Ran Ling let him go, sat on his seat with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and was stunned for a moment before he remembered Lin Yunqiu at the door.

What is he saying?

"Yunqiu, what's the matter with you?"

Lin Yunqiu who had been waiting at the door for a long time: "..."

What the old ancestor was doing, he didn't even hear what he said clearly.

He suppressed his curiosity and could only repeat it.

Ran Ling looked a little colder.

She didn't like this Pavilion Master Su in the first place, so she hated him even more because she couldn't understand why he was so stalking.

Ranling is in a good mood now, so he doesn't intend to beat him half to death and throw him out, but just ordered lightly: "Let him go."

Lin Yunqiu paused, "... Patriarch, he said he insisted on seeing you, and if you didn't see him, he wouldn't leave."

Ran Ling frowned, "Did you let him in?"

Lin Yunqiu said: "That's not...it's at the foot of the mountain."

How could he let outsiders in so casually? Now the whole sect is in a state of secret training. What if others come in and steal their training methods?

Only then was Ran Ling satisfied, "He doesn't want to go, so just stand there, don't worry about it."

Lin Yunqiu tilted his head and grinned, "Understood."

With the imperial decree, even if it is the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, he would dare to let the other party stand outside for three days and three nights.

Ran Ling almost emptied the tall plate, Xie Heng dawdled and came out of it with normal expression.

He just raised his eyebrows and kept his eyes fixed, as if Ranling was some kind of evil spirit that sucked people's energy. He didn't even look at her. After coming over and sitting down, he began to eat gracefully.

This simply greatly stimulated Ran Ling's desire to do evil.

She chuckled, "Little Phoenix, your mouth is swollen."