After my junior brother lost his spouse, the whole cultivation world came to smell the smell

Bai Yinchen never thought that Lin Songyan would be so attached to him one day.

He was a little bit amused and helpless. He knew that the other party didn't love him, but he still felt half distressed and half happy.

He hugged Lin Songyan and stroked Lin Songyan's long hair over and over again.

"Xiao Yan, I've suffered a lot, but I won't do it again in the future. I promise you."

Lin Songyan obediently let him hug and kiss her.

Even if Mo Cangming directly combined cultivation with him, he would cooperate obediently.

But now he couldn't bear it anymore.

He had already taken out the new body that was originally built to practice with him for Lin Songyan to vent his anger.

Mo Cangming himself was a little confused. Wasn't he a lustful demon?

Perhaps Lin Songyan has this ability. He can make people let go of superficial desires and let love grow wildly in their hearts.

He let that warm affection bloom and bear fruit again and again in the heart of Mo Cangming, which had long since withered.

"Xiao Yan, I just want you to be happy. I will never touch you again, really never. So, you should stay here and recover first, okay... I will go..."

As he spoke, he was caught off guard by Lin Songyan leaning over and kissing him!

A kiss between lips and tongues is like the echo of a clear spring, gentle and passionate as it entangles, making people lose the ability to think.

Lin Songyan's fingers slowly slid across Bai Yinchen's collarbone and slid down along the collar.

The small palm was cold and rough, but it made Bai Yinchen's body completely numb.

Lin Songyan stripped off the collar of Bai Yinchen's shoulders, put his arms around his back, pinched his waist, and hugged him to lie on his thin body.

A skeleton-like body with only a few thin muscles left.

This made Bai Yinchen feel pity, fearing that the person under him would be crushed.

Even though he was deeply moved and had imagined this scene a thousand times, he still didn't want to continue.

He stretched out two fingers and placed them in front of Lin Songyan's lips, stopping the sexual pleasure that was about to happen.

He propped himself up on his elbows and knees, not daring to press on Lin Songyan. His white hair cascaded onto the pillow, surrounding Lin Songyan's small face.

"Xiaoyan, don't force yourself to do things you don't like. I don't need you to do this."

"I've been in the next room. You can call me whenever you want me."

As he spoke, he placed the Mo Cangming doll thoughtfully next to Lin Songyan's pillow.

He placed a kiss on the back of his fingers that were placed between Lin Songyan's lips.

He kissed his lover through his fingers, clearly without touching, but it made his heart beat faster than ever before.

"You can trust me, Xiaoyan. No one can hurt you anymore, not even me."

He has been repeating this sentence so often recently that his ears are callused.

But it's still not enough, still not enough.

What he owed Lin Songyan before was more than just this?

He hugged his pillow and quilt, slowly stood up, pushed open the door and walked out.

"Go to bed early. If you are in a good mood tomorrow, I will take you to fly a kite."

Lin Songyan was lying on the pillow, and he hadn't recovered from the feeling of lightness on his body.

He pinched the little Mo Cangming doll next to him, and it felt exactly like a real person.

With his hand stained with the blood from Bai Yinchen's back, he fiercely gave the Mo puppet a Tathagata Palm!

Bai Yinchen, who had just arrived next door, hadn't even put down his bedding when he was suddenly hit by an invisible palm technique flying towards him, turning him into a retard!

"Forehead--"

He sent a message to Lin Songyan, "...You missed me... so soon?"

Lin Songyan pinched the head of the Mo little doll and nodded.

After Bai Yinchen felt it, he said: "Then let me tell you a story?"

Lin Songyan nodded the little doll's head again.

Bai Yinchen told him stories through the thick wall using his own little puppet.

"Once upon a time, there was a man who loved kites when he was a child. However, his parents died early, and he had no money to buy a kite, and he didn't know how to fly a kite. What should he do?"

When Lin Songyan heard him pause, he felt very curious, so he tilted the head of the Mo little doll as if he was questioning it.

Bai Yinchen smiled, sighed that his little wife was really adorable, and continued to tell him a good story.

"So, he caught a little butterfly. The butterfly was very beautiful, green like a jadeite, and glowing like a sapphire lake in the sun. The two lower wings had long tails, which looked like a beautiful woman shedding tears."

"He tied the butterfly to his abdomen and wandered with it. The butterfly was like his kite. He also fed the butterfly water and food. However, the butterfly was almost tortured to death by him. The scales on its wings were almost peeled off."

"The butterfly became less beautiful and was about to die. The child was very sad and finally realized that what he liked was not the kite but the beautiful butterfly. But he realized it too late. When he untied the string, the butterfly could no longer fly and could no longer be beautiful."

"He was only five or six years old. He was crying bitterly while holding the dead butterfly. He couldn't find anything to replace it."

"But he was too stupid and didn't learn his lesson. From then on, whenever he met someone he liked, he would want her, even if it meant the butterfly's death."

"Later, many, many years later, he met the most beautiful butterfly. The butterfly would rather die than be tied to a rope, so he had no choice but to learn to watch it fly silently, shield it from wind and rain, and beat to death the group of children who wanted to monopolize the butterfly just like him..."

When he said this, he realized that Lin Songyan had stopped moving.

He felt like his whole body was being pressed down by something, as if he were suffering from sleep paralysis.

Maybe Lin Songyan put the little Mo doll under his pillow and fell asleep.

After he finished telling this story, he sighed with relief and said, "Go to sleep. Tomorrow, I will braid your hair."

*

In early summer, there are so many singing insects that they make people drowsy in the afternoon.

But Lin Songyan had a head full of braids today, and for some reason she felt quite energetic, so she acquiesced to Bai Yinchen taking her out of the house.

Bai Yinchen held his hand and found a deserted place, wanting to take him for a run on the grass and fly a kite.

Lin Songyan carried a small backpack, which contained plums, peanuts, and large peaches that Bai Yinchen had prepared for him.

He just sat on the grass, and no matter how Bai Yinchen pulled him, he didn't want to move at all.

Biting a peach would take all his strength.

Flying a kite was much easier for Bai Yinchen than Lin Songyan thought.

Others need to run for several rounds before they can fly the kite into the sky.

Bai Yinchen first flew up to the sky, hung the kite in the clouds, then quickly teleported down and pulled the string, and the kite was ready...

Bai Yinchen's cheating behavior made flying a kite lose its original meaning and became completely boring.

"Well...how about Xiaoyan try flying a kite?"

Lin Songyan took the spool of thread that he handed to him and stared at him blankly, motionless and expressionless.

Bai Yinchen:……

He seemed to feel that he was quite boring, so he asked Lin Songyan again: "Let's give it a try?"

Lin Songyan still pursed her lips and shook her head gently.

Bai Yinchen was in a dilemma now. He once again didn't know how to coax people...

The bad idea of ​​flying a kite was suggested by Gu Nu, and he had no idea what to do next.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, twenty or thirty disciples came running over together, and started rolling on the grass like cattle and sheep.

Since he and Chao He were not in the sect for a long time, the second brother had been in charge of Qingluan Sect, and the second brother was too nice, so now Qingluan Sect has become a monkey mountain...

The monkeys all over the mountain couldn't control their tempers at all, and they acted crazy every day as if they wanted to tear down the sect.

Just when Bai Yinchen was still lamenting how presumptuous his disciples were, Lin Songyan suddenly looked panicked and threw away the kite string.

He let out an "ah" and covered his face with his hands.