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

Lin Songyan barely opened his eyes the next night. When he woke up, there was nothing beside the bed.

His whole body ached like the first time he and Mo Cangming practiced together at Songya Peak. Only when he bit Mo Cangming's shoulder did the pain-relieving effect of the demon blood make him feel better.

Although Mo Cangming had shown some mercy this time, he was a monster after all, and no matter how gentle he was, Lin Songyan would not be able to withstand it.

Lin Songyan slowly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. When the summer night breeze blew on his face, the black veil on his eyes loosened a little.

He tied the black veil again. If "Bai Yinchen" didn't let him see it, "Bai Yinchen" must have his reasons, and he would obey.

The door creaked open, and he knew who it was from the sound of the footsteps.

"Bai..." Lin Songyan called his name a little anxiously.

Mo Cangming came in with a bowl of chicken porridge. When he heard Lin Songyan calling him like that, he smiled helplessly, then agreed with a wry smile.

"Well, Xiaoyan, are you feeling better?"

Lin Songyan pursed his lips into a straight line, lowered his head, and began to entangle his two fingers in circles.

It seems that it is still not very good. Even the sitting posture is weak. I dare not relax and put pressure on my buttocks.

Seeing him like this, Mo Cangming wanted to tease him, so he pulled Lin Songyan's hand and placed it on his lower abdomen.

"Does it hurt here? Was I too harsh last night?"

Lin Songyan tilted his head to the side, his face flushed red, and said, "No."

However, even though he was very embarrassed, he still grabbed Mo Cangming's hand and gently rubbed his lower abdomen.

This action is like some kittens rubbing their owner's hand on their heads. In short, it is just being naughty.

Mo Cangming laughed so smugly that he lost himself in laughter, and even wanted to make Lin Songyan more embarrassed.

Only he could see Lin Songyan's charming expression. Who else could have such privilege?

Thinking of this, he moved his hand upwards to his stomach, rubbing it vigorously in circles and asked, "Does it hurt here too? Oh, blame me, I should have been more careful."

Lin Songyan was stunned...

Even if this person is confident in his size, he wouldn't go this far, right?

Although he is not a common man, he is still very shameless!

Lin Songyan was so ashamed and angry that he threw himself into the quilt and buried his head like an ostrich.

He pounded the bed, trying to vent his anger as a half-mute.

Here is a shameless man bullying a mute who can't speak!

Is there anyone who can take care of this?

This guy is a little too arrogant. I should have known not to treat him well!

Mo Cangming watched Lin Songyan's ostrich-like avoidance method, which showed no change for a long time, as if she wanted to suffocate herself and leave Mo Cangming a widow.

He was a little flustered at this time, patted Lin Songyan's waist and hips, and said carefully, "Good boy, are you angry again?"

Lin Songyan finally relaxed a little and was no longer so nervous. He couldn't stand any stimulation at all.

"I was just teasing you, don't be really angry!" Mo Cangming hurriedly went up and hugged Lin Songyan's slender waist.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong. Master knows I was wrong. I won't tease you anymore, okay?"

Lin Songyan, however, remained firmly under the quilt and refused to come out, as if he would rather suffocate himself to death than come out and embarrass himself.

Mo Cangming couldn't help but start slapping himself in the face, with two loud slaps.

Why are you joking about this?

What a bad mouth! It's obvious that Lin Songyan would not be willing to have sex with a man if it wasn't to relieve his pain.

"Then what should I do, my dear? Tell me a way, how can I make you forgive me? I really just said it casually. Can you come out and eat something before you get angry?"

"No, no, what did I say? Just stop being angry. It's not worth it to get yourself mad over a bitch like me, right?"

"Who else can be as lucky as me? It's because you like me. You wouldn't do it with another man, right? You wouldn't do it with a woman either. I know, I know everything..."

Lin Songyan heard everything clearly under the quilt.

How could he dare to be angry with "Bai Yinchen"? He was simply too embarrassed to leave.

After all, he was blindfolded now. What if "Bai Yinchen" secretly laughed at him where he couldn't see and thought he was stupid?

However, when Lin Songyan finally plucked up the courage to come out for some fresh air, he found that there was no one around.

He seemed to have heard the door hinge click again just now.

Did "Bai Yinchen" lose his patience after coaxing him a few times?

Come to think of it, who is the master? Why should I be so servile to please him?

"Come...back..." He said these two words with difficulty, "I...didn't..."

The word "angry" was too difficult to pronounce, so he couldn't say it.

However, it was as if these words were spoken to the air, and there was absolutely no movement around.

It seems that the person who is really angry is "Bai Yinchen".

Couldn't he just coax her a little more? Lin Songyan couldn't help feeling aggrieved. After all, he was still sick, and he was tortured so much that his whole body ached, and his lower body was also in excruciating pain.

So heartless.

Lin Songyan took a deep breath and once again fell into the intense anxiety of being abandoned.

He covered his face and collapsed into the quilt again, feeling as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

He has been like this a lot lately, with stomachaches and drowning sadness, and he always has no strength.

He often felt that it was pointless to struggle to crawl out of sadness.

Everyone is going to die anyway, so self-salvation is too tiring and unnecessary.

All his strength had been used up when he asked Bai Yinchen for sex last night.

At this moment, the quilt he fell on suddenly bounced.

Lin Songyan's courage had been frightened away by Lan Hanxing. This level of fear was enough to make his whole body stiff.

However, the next moment, the quilt actually jumped over and hugged Lin Songyan tightly!

"I've caught you, little ostrich. You can't run away anymore."

Mo Cangming pressed his head tightly against his chest and kissed the top of his head hard.

Lin Songyan was frightened by him and looked up to confirm whether this was "Bai Yinchen".

He didn't know that by looking up he was playing into that person's hands, and Mo Cangming's lips suddenly touched his.

Lin Songyan wanted to avoid the entanglement of lips and teeth, and wanted to ask "Bai Yinchen" if he hadn't just gone out? Why was he pretending to be a quilt that would forcefully kiss people next to him?

But this kiss was so lingering and hard to let go, Lin Songyan was so captured that he forgot to run away, and was only kissed until his whole body was sore and numb.

When he was almost unable to breathe from the kiss, "Bai Yinchen" finally let him go.

Lin Songyan was held in his arms, and his blindfolded eyes were wet again.

Mo Cangming tapped his eyes with his fingers and asked softly, "Baby, why do you keep crying? Can't you even stand this?"

Lin Songyan shook his head. His lips, swollen from Mo Cangming's kiss, looked like bright red peaches and plums. He slowly said, "I'm afraid you... don't... I..."

How could Mo Cangming listen to him saying that? His heart immediately softened and he didn't know what to do with the person in his arms.

As the saying goes, if you hold it in your mouth you're afraid it will melt; if you hold it in your hands you're afraid it will be lost. I don't know how to raise it properly and take good care of it.

"Alright, alright, I won't leave. I like you, okay? I like you to death."

As he spoke, he took the chicken porridge on the corner of the table next to him with one hand.

"I've worked hard for an hour. If you don't drink it all, you have to take my last name."

When Lin Songyan heard this, he frowned. It didn't matter whose last name he had, but he really didn't want to eat.

Song Yunju smelled the porridge from afar, and even though he knew that Bai Yinchen's cooking was picky and he still couldn't resist the feeling of nausea, he still praised it.

He kept retching and was completely unable to swallow anything.

Seeing how miserable he was, Mo Cangming's heart was broken into pieces. Lin Songyan, who was already thin, had not eaten for a few days, and his waist was even thinner and his cheeks were sunken.

"Blame me, it's all my fault... I shouldn't have left you!"

As he spoke, he pursed his lips and found that the chicken porridge was not yet completely cold.

He pinched Lin Songyan's jaw with his thumb and index finger, and said in a tone that frightened a child: "Open your mouth, or I will not want you anymore. I will give you a big reward after you finish drinking. I am not a human being if I lie to you."

As he spoke, he took a sip of the chicken porridge and slowly passed it to Lin Songyan mouth to mouth.