Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Of course, we should do things step by step. Only when we desire something to the extreme and taste the sweetness will we become completely addicted.

So she stopped there and only fanned the flames without teaching Him how to relieve it.

Ever since the gods welcomed their Son of God, they have eliminated everything that would "pollute" Him, including lust. So the Lord God, who knew nothing about it, had his eyes soaked by water vapor, and he lowered his eyes blankly, breathing unsteadily.

He was in great pain.

But I don’t know how to relieve this discomfort, and I can’t even tell where the problem lies.

But at this moment, Qing Wan maliciously distanced herself from him and lay back down as if nothing had happened.

Her cheeks were pink and tender, she looked charming, her fox eyes were full of cunning, but she said, "I'm so tired, Ayu, let's go to bed, okay?"

Hongyu's clothes were torn into a mess, and his eyes were always on Qing Wan. He could feel that every time that inexplicable desire became more intense, the inner demon became more rampant.

His brain seemed to be smoked by the heat in his chest. When he came to his senses, he was lying flat next to Qing Wan.

It must be the devil in my heart!

Hongyu's heart tensed slightly, and he felt that he should stop and distance himself from this succubus.

But just as he was about to stand up, Qing unexpectedly hugged his arm.

Her movements were natural and casual, her face resting on it, the corners of her lips slightly raised, like a little fox who had taken advantage of the situation.

Hongyu's eyes fell on her for a long time before he rebuked her in a very light voice: "How insolent."

Yet, despite this, He did not leave all night.

The next day, Qingwan got up early.

I heard that the sunrise in Kunlun Mountain is the place closest to the sun, and the magnificent scene is hard for ordinary people to imagine.

So early in the morning, Qingwan enthusiastically took Hongyu to the highest cliff in the east.

Hongyu usually sits in meditation on the altar. He is not interested in the changes in the world, and naturally does not go to explore the so-called ultimate beauty in the world.

Now that I've been dragged here by Qing Wan, it's simply because I have nothing to do, so anything is possible.

Hongyu said this to himself.

Qing Wan didn't care how he felt in his heart. She stood on the edge of the cliff, looked around, and was truly shocked by the scene before her.

Thousands of mountains are scattered among the clouds, stretching as far as the eye can see, vast and magnificent. The rising sun dyes the entire sky red, and when the sun shows half of its head, it seems so huge that it can be touched with a hand.

Her half-tied black hair was lifted by the wind, and her fluttering red skirt rustled. She exclaimed, then tilted her head and smiled, "Have you seen such a beautiful view thousands of times?"

Upon hearing this, Hongyu shifted his gaze away from her and looked ahead, his expression still calm.

"No."

"Ok?"

“It’s my first time watching it, too.”

Qing Wan was genuinely shocked this time and asked curiously, "What do you do on weekdays?"

"Sit on the altar, and go to West Kunlun to sleep." Hongyu answered calmly.

This made Qing Wan silent for a long time before he said, "Have you always been like this? What about before? What were you doing before you became the Heavenly Dao?"

Hongyu thought about it and felt that the memory was too distant and too boring, so it had been thrown away long ago.

Now I pick it up and look at it again, and it still feels boring.

“Before I became the Heavenly Dao, I was also worshiped on the altar.”

Daily life is nothing more than opening your eyes, practicing, sleeping, and repeating this over and over again.

Qing Wan couldn't help laughing after hearing this. "Your people don't think that this can keep you 'clean', do you?"

"Maybe." Hong Yu responded a little distractedly, as if he didn't care about it.

Qing Wan sat down on the edge of the cliff, swinging her legs gently, her eyes looking into the distance.

"My elders used to think the same way. They always thought that as long as I didn't see right and wrong, then darkness wouldn't exist. However, what you learn from books is shallow. Without experiencing it, how can you have a heart for the Tao?"

She turned to Hong Yu and said with a smile: "So your ruthlessness is not because you comprehend the great Dao, but because you have never experienced it before, so you are ruthless?"

This sounded right, so Hongyu nodded.

Qing Wan's eyes seemed to be stained with blood in the morning sun. She smiled and said, "You are not heartless, you are ignorant."

Hongyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at her.

"You want to discuss the Dao with me?"

"No." Qing Wan smiled and said, "I want to teach you the Tao."

As the last syllable fell, she suddenly leaned forward and fell straight down from the edge of the cliff.

Hongyu's breathing was slightly choked, and he subconsciously reached out to grab her, but he caught nothing.

The invisible rope on my wrist seemed to have suddenly become ineffective and I could no longer feel it.

The calmness in Hongyu's eyes suddenly shattered for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared beside the falling Qing Wan.

He firmly held her waist, and the next second, the two of them suddenly reappeared on the altar of Kunlun Temple.

"You want to escape?"

He placed his hands on both sides of the throne, completely imprisoning Qing Wan on it, his brows furrowed tightly, and the frosty coldness in his eyes was as terrifying as three feet of ice.

But Qing Wan was not afraid at all. Instead, she straightened her back, put her arms around His neck, and kissed the corner of His mouth very naturally.

"Ayu, remember how you feel now."

“That’s called anger.”

Hongyu's face was slightly stunned, and his heart felt like it was pinched, strangely and severely.

He looked at the girl in front of him with a sly smile, a pair of beautiful and charming fox eyes full of joy, and leaned against His forehead and whispered to Him: "You don't know joy and anger, I will teach you. You don't know sexual desire, I will give it to you. I will do my best to make up for everything you lack in my limited life."

She also said: "I have seen many landscapes and many different lives. I want to bring you my joy, my sorrow, my anger, and all my wonderful and passionate things."

"Ayu, I want you to be alive, truly alive, not like now, withered like dead ash all day long, empty and repetitive day after day like a walking corpse."

She was frank and sincere, as if she had cut open her chest and held her heart before Him to express her joy.

The long wind rustled the leaves outside the temple, mixed with the smell of sunshine, and brushed away the silence in the temple that had lasted for nearly ten thousand years.

During the long silence, someone's heartbeat became increasingly dull and intense.

Only after he felt the blood rope on his wrist again did Hongyu slowly relax his tense back, something he didn't even notice.

“It’s just a matter of doing what you’re doing, and you don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

He sneered, but his eyes did not move away from Qing Wan. He just said: "You only have three days."

In fact, there are still three days left, but Qingwan didn't point it out, and Hongyu seemed unaware of his mistake.

Then three days passed like this. Qing Wan taught him how to kiss, relieve himself, and please himself. She also taught him how to travel, see the world, listen to suffering, and see joy. There was no rest for a moment.

Hongyu became more and more accustomed to being with her, and even took the initiative in kissing her.