Gods will go crazy if they stay for a long time

Chapter 15 Saving Master 14
Sleeping in is great, but getting up is still deadly.Goodbye, my fragrant and soft bed
Senior Brother Nangong, come here and see me. "Du Yan is so mournful that his resentment can feed ten demon clans."

"What's wrong, Junior Sister Duyan?" One night passed and it was the cute Nangong Jin again.

"I don't feel well"

My mother tongue is speechless. Nangong Jin rolled his eyes, but followed Du Yan's words.

"What should we do?"

"I really want to sleep, senior brother." Du Yan leaned against Nangong Jin and acted like a baby. He didn't care about the life and death of others. The people behind him looked like they had seen a ghost. They didn't expect that Du Yan would also act like a baby.

There is a life-threatening beauty of a broken filter.

"Why don't you see Song Yuan's senior brother?" a young junior sister asked.

He looks well-behaved and is easy to bully at first glance.

"What's that? Senior Brother Song Yuan has something to do. Let's go first and he will follow in a moment." "The considerate Xiao Jinquan is here to answer your questions.

"Big brother is so weird"

"Yes yes yes"

"He disappeared last night"

"No matter, let's go first"

“I’ve had enough of this shitty place anyway.”

"Me too," Du Yan ignored the whispers behind him and walked side by side with Nangong Jin.

The little flowers are so pretty, pink and red, the grass is so green, just like the top of Qing Mo’s head, this tree is so big like me, so powerful and domineering, in this secret realm. . .Next time I'm a dog.

Ding-ding-dong, ding-ding-dong, my brother’s hair has fallen off, ding-ding, ding-ding, the green light on Qingmo’s head is shining, ding-ding, ding-ding, the sound of crossing the smoke to make a fortune.

La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, the sound of crossing the smoke to make a fortune.

[Woman, you are playing with fire]

[Shaobaba]

[Stop singing, if you are singing, I will jump down from here]

【Then you dance】

Damn, this host is no longer a human being.

Laughing to death, everyone will go crazy after being a god for a long time, just like a certain cat named Jiuxiang who is as nervous as ice every day.

It doesn't matter that I will die at the critical moment.

"Hey, Du Yan, have you noticed that Qing Laogou is missing?" Liu Yue'er squeezed from the back to the front, patted Du Yan on the shoulder, looked around, and whispered in Du Yan's ear.

"Huh? Who are you talking about?" Du Yan, who was interrupted from singing, was confused and looked at Liu Yue'er who was patting her.

"Qing Lao Gou, that's Qing Mo"

"Oh~ why do you miss him?" Du Yan smiled with a sly eyebrow and looked at Liu Yue'er with a joking look on his face.

"It's so funny. Who likes him? I'm just afraid that he will die. After all, he still holds my life in his hands." Liu Yue'er rolled her eyes at Du Yan and touched her animal ears. She liked her more and more. ears.

"Tch, who believes it?" Duyan ignored Liu Yue'er and came closer to Nangong Jin, asking Nangong Jin to hold out his hand, "Senior brother, you don't know something. I can read palms."

Du Yan touched Nangong Jin's hand, left and right, and rubbed Nangong Jin's hand carefully. This small hand was white and tender. This hand was weak and boneless. He really wanted to put it in his mouth and kiss it.

"Junior sister, what did you notice?" Nangong Jin saw that Du Yan was looking seriously. It was also because of her trust in Du Yan, and she didn't believe that Du Yan would be a liar. "Wait a minute, you haven't seen it yet, let me see for myself." Duyan, a charlatan, was seriously trying to trick Little Rabbit.

When everyone came out of the secret realm, they met the old man again.The old man smiled and stared at Nangong Jin's hand in Du Yan's hand.He glanced at Nangong Jin again and then at Du Yan, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

What does this old man want to do, covet Nangong Jin?That's not okay, this is mine.

Du Yan pulled Nangong Jin behind him, blocking the old man's sight, and gave the old man a cold look.

Old man, I'm watching you. If you dare to make any move, try it.

Du Yan had been on guard against the old man. It wasn't until I got on the flying boat and Nangong Jin entered the room that he let down his guard.

Old man: Young people are really good at playing.

"Everyone, I will be driving the flying boat when we return today. Everyone, please have a good rest. We will arrive at the sect in less than half a day," Du Yan said to everyone while standing on the deck.

If you ask Du Yan about Song Yuan, Song Yuan will naturally go back on his own.

Don't you worry?

What are you worried about? What's the point of worrying? What's the point of worrying when Qing Mo is following you?

In fact, I am a little worried. I don’t know if Qinglao Gou will work.

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"Baby, what do you think our relationship is?" Qing Mo put his head on Song Yuan's neck and rubbed it with his furry head.

"Aren't we good friends?" Song Yuan looked at the top of the bed and his hoarse voice sounded in Qing Mo's ears.

"Song Yuan, you have no heart." Qing Mo's voice was deep, with complaints against Song Yuan in his tone.

"Qing Mo, it's wrong for us to do this." Song Yuan tried to reason with Qing Mo, but Qing Mo was unreasonable at all.

"What's wrong? Obviously, you also like me." Qing Mo took out his head, turned over and pressed it on, staring straight into Song Yuan's eyes,
"Qing Mo, but it's useless to like him." Song Yuan turned his head and didn't look into Qing Mo's eyes.

"A Yuan, I don't want it, I just want to be with you." Qing Mo was like an unreasonable child, refusing to listen at all and vowing not to give up until he achieved his goal.

"Qingmo, I don't have the courage to fight against the world, and I don't have the confidence to love you in the face of rumors." Song Yuan turned his head back, took out his smooth arms from the quilt, held Qingmo's head, and raised his head He pressed his forehead against Qing Mo's, sighed, and explained to Qing Mo.

The world is unfair. He and Qing Mo have never been able to live in public. Their love has always been shady. In the future, he will be the head of the Qingyan Sect, will have his own Taoist companion, and will have his own children. , it is impossible for them after all.

"It's okay, A Yuan, I'll take care of everything." Qing Mo's eyes filled with tears, trying to touch the softness in Song Yuan's heart.

"Qingmo, don't you understand? There is nothing impossible for me." Song Yuan shouted sternly, Qingmo, don't you understand? In this world, if you are discovered, you will die and never enter reincarnation.I can't lose you.

Qing Mo was silent. He didn't know what words to use to refute Song Yuan.He could only remain silent.

Seeing Qing Mo's silent expression, Song Yuan still couldn't help but feel cruel.He raised his head and kissed Qing Mo.

"Since we are all good friends, let me hug you." Qingmo pulled away Song Yuan's hand holding his head, put the quilt on Du Yan's head and started cooking.

Song Yuan thought to himself, just let us sink this time.

Both of them knew full well that this was their last intimacy, so they let desire lead them completely to sinking.

Song and Yuan seemed to be lying on a small boat, rolling with the waves, connecting up and down.Wet by the waves of the sea.

Before Song Yuan passed out, he seemed to hear someone crying, but he couldn't tell clearly because he had no strength.

God, if you hear my prayer, bless me, bless us.

(End of this chapter)