Original God: Coconut sheep breeder, Ganyu was raised by me

"But I took it seriously!" Qin Yue said, and slowly moved closer to Zhuoyang.

A fragrance came to his face, and Zhuoyang couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Seeing Qin Yue's eyelashes trembling, he leaned over and was about to kiss Zhuo Yang's lips.

Upon seeing this, Zhuo Yang took a deep breath, took a step back, and calmed himself down.

"There is a difference between immortals and mortals. I may be in seclusion for decades at a time. I can't delay you!"

Qin Yue shook her head, "I only care about having you in the past. I will not marry anyone else but you in this life, and I don't ask you to marry me!"

"Today, I belong to you!" Qin Yue said, and gently pulled the belt around her waist.

Zhuoyang immediately widened his eyes, his blood boiling, and he was ready to take in the beauty before him.

However, at this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Zhuoyang, wake up, go to your room and sleep!"

Zhuoyang slowly woke up and found Qinyue standing in front of him, fully dressed.

"Cough cough, I accidentally fell asleep!" Zhuoyang coughed twice to ease the embarrassment.

"Let's go to the room. It's still very cold outside at night!" Qin Yue said, rubbing her arms.

Zhuoyang wants to leave now, but his second brother is too stubborn and won't let him!

"Well, it's cold, so go to bed first. I'll take a look at the night view!" Zhuoyang smiled awkwardly. He didn't understand why he had that kind of dream.

Is this what the legend says: What you think about during the day, you dream about at night?

"Strange, if the scenery here is so beautiful, why did you fall asleep?" Qin Yue looked at Zhuoyang and asked puzzledly.

Seeing his lie being exposed, Zhuoyang could only smile without saying anything, with his hands folded on both sides of his thighs.

Qin Yue walked to Zhuo Yang and asked with concern: "Are you feeling unwell?"

As she spoke, she reached out to touch Zhuoyang's forehead.

Zhuoyang nervously dodged Qinyue's hand and stammered, "I...I'm fine."

He secretly groaned in his heart, hoping that Qin Yue didn't notice that he was different.

Qin Yue looked at Zhuo Yang thoughtfully, and suddenly seemed to understand something, with a blush on her face.

She whispered, "I'll wait for you in the room."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the room.

Zhuoyang looked at Qinyue's back, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

He knew that his feelings towards Qin Yue had changed. However, he also knew the gap between them. He decided to let it go and not think too much about it.

Zhuoyang took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He looked up at the night sky and slowly stood up.

I stood up halfway, then sat down again. There was nothing I could do, my second child didn't agree!

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"Are you here?" Qin Yue, wrapped in the quilt, asked immediately when she heard the door open.

"Well, let's go to bed!" Zhuoyang nodded.

"Come and sleep on the bed!" Qin Yue suddenly spoke and invited Zhuoyang.

Zhuoyang was shocked when he heard this. Could it be that his dream had come true?

"No... no need!" Zhuoyang waved his hands quickly, but his second brother seemed to have some different opinions and raised his hand to object.

"What are you afraid of?" Qin Yue looked at Zhuoyang with a smile and asked.

"I am fulfilling my promise now, so please don't let me be a person who goes back on my word!" Qin Yue looked at Zhuoyang and teased with a smile.

"Oh, what do you want to give me?" Although Zhuoyang had some guesses, he still couldn't help asking.

"Give it to me!" Qin Yue's cheeks flushed slightly as she answered softly.

"Give me what?" Zhuoyang scratched his head, a little confused.

"I'm talking about myself. I give myself to you..." Qin Yue said, and the blush spread from her cheeks to her fair neck.

Zhuo Yang waved his hand quickly, "Don't take it to heart, I have money, I don't need you to work to earn money for me!"

Qin Yue almost laughed out of anger. I want to warm your bed, but you treat me like a slave?

"Do you dislike me?" Qin Yue asked with a hint of glitter in her eyes.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Zhuoyang was just playing dumb.

"No, you are naturally beautiful. How can I have the right to look down on you!" Zhuoyang quickly shook his head and explained.

"It's just that I'm not a good person."

Of course he understood Qin Yue's intentions, but when he thought about coming out of seclusion after his training and facing a dry grave, he felt a dull pain in his heart.

As for the mortal cultivation of immortality, he did not pin his hopes on Qin Yue for that kind of talent which was one in a million.

Liu Yun had no idea how much effort he had put in and how much he had paid for her to be able to cultivate immortality.

Moreover, he himself is able to cultivate immortality thanks to his strong soul power.

It is very difficult for an ordinary person to cultivate immortality, as difficult as ascending to heaven.

"Now, I'm not wearing anything, and I don't want you to be responsible. Tomorrow, I will forget all this! If you are here, you only need to lift the quilt and do whatever you want."

Qin Yue looked at the dazed Zhuoyang and increased the stimulation again to seduce him.

Zhuoyang couldn't help but glance at Qinyue, then quickly lowered his head and swallowed.

Because it was late at night and everyone was asleep, the sound of him swallowing was particularly loud.

"It's hot and I'm a little thirsty. I'll go drink some water!" Zhuoyang said, and immediately pushed the door open and went out.

He didn't know where he got the strength to stay calm, and he wanted to slap himself twice.

When a beautiful woman throws herself into your arms, why should you be a gentleman? It would be much better to be a scumbag!

Although he still has time to regret, he still can't overcome the moral threshold in his heart.

Zhuoyang sat in the courtyard in the breeze for a long time, until his mind and body were calm, and then he walked into the room.

Qin Yue had already fallen asleep, breathing evenly.

Zhuoyang walked slowly to the bedside and found that there were dried tears in the corners of her eyes.

Zhuoyang couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He hated himself for not being so free and easy and leaving Qinyue a hundred years.

"Oh!" Zhuoyang sighed softly. If he had a cigarette now, he would have smoked one right away.

I lay back on the floor, my mind full of thoughts.

Suddenly, not long after he lay down, he sensed a powerful aura approaching here rapidly.

So, without caring about anything else, he immediately got up and went out, flying over the courtyard.

"Who are you? This is Liyue, the territory of the Rock King Morax!"

Zhuoyang shot out a beam of immortal power towards the source of the breath.

"Thief, you stole my things and now you want to threaten me?"

A clear sound like a silver bell rang out, and then a huge white moth appeared not far in front of Zhuoyang.

Zhuoyang was startled by the huge moth. Looking at the familiar black crescent mark on her wings, Zhuoyang finally understood who the person in front of him was... the moth.

"You founded a cult and endangered the people of Liyue. You have no right to say this!" Zhuoyang sneered, then quickly took out a flare and fired one into the sky.