It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

Even the master has been reincarnated and is heading towards his predetermined destiny.

How can one not feel sad and heartbroken?

Experience makes one wiser, and experience makes one maturer.

After all these things, what they are left with is not only melancholy, but also an improved state of mind and the courage to face the future.

Lan Qingya threw all these chaotic thoughts out of her mind and put on a smile: "Third Brother, no matter where you are, if you need me, don't hesitate or be polite, just come to me directly."

Ji Wushang finally forced out his usual uninhibited smile, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do I need you to tell me that? If I hesitate for even a second, it would be unfair to our relationship."

As he spoke, he approached with a serious look on his face again.

Lan Qingya calmed down and leaned forward, listening carefully to what he had to say.

"Junior sister, please don't look for a substitute for me. For you, I can try to straighten myself."

Lan Qingya gritted her teeth and kicked him away.

On the second day after Ji Wushang left, Lan Qingya said goodbye to Song Yanche and took Fu Feng, Ying Zhao, Zhu Jinghong and six disciples from the sect to the mortal world for training.

After being a master for a long time, it is inevitable to become lazy.

After taking care of them for two months, she wanted to slack off.

Lan Qingya shamelessly asked Fu Feng to take a few juniors to continue hunting monsters in the wild mountains and wilderness on her behalf. She and Ying Zhao hid in a royal villa and drank secretly.

This is a summer resort in the Yuncang Kingdom. Except for the royal family coming here for more than a month during the hottest time of the year, the rest of the time it is very quiet.

The palace servants were used to being lazy when their masters were not around, and no one came to the wine cellar where Lan Qingya was.

Yingzhao would often go out to the city to pack her some meals, snacks, and braised meat to go with her wine.

The past half month has been extremely comfortable and pleasant.

Except for the obvious depression in Yingzhao's eyes.

Lan Qingya was a little amused: "What's wrong with you? I asked you several times but you didn't tell me. When did you learn to keep things to yourself?"

Ying Zhao did not answer, but picked up the ceramic pot of wine on the table and gulped down two mouthfuls.

Over the years, he and Fu Feng have been with Lan Qingya, and seeing her every day, so naturally their feelings have grown deeper and deeper.

But he was still not satisfied.

Because he is vegan.

There is not even any kissing anymore.

Thinking of this, he felt a little aggrieved.

He didn't know when the little girl would be able to do that with him, but even if they didn't do it before, he would feel very satisfied because he could kiss her, hug her, and hold her in his arms until he fell asleep.

But now, he hasn't been close to her for a long time.

It's not that he only thinks about having sex with her, but it's hard to resist the urge to get close to her when he's facing someone he likes for a long time.

He didn't know if she would be disgusted if he expressed this feeling, and he didn't want to be disliked by her.

But after fifty years of being together, she practiced every day, and they really didn't even have a kiss anymore, and he couldn't help feeling lost.

That guy Fu Feng is really a ninja. Ying Zhao can see that he has special feelings for Lan Qingya, but he has never received any response. He is still so selfless and has no regrets. He is simply a saint.

He is not as good as Fu Feng.

He felt aggrieved and depressed, but dared not speak out.

Lan Qingya put down the wine jug, walked around the table and sat down next to him, raised her hand and pinched his earlobe: "Hey, why is it red? Are you thinking about me?"

When Ying Zhao heard her soft, sweet voice so close to him, his ears instantly became filled with blood and his face turned red: "No...no..."

Lan Qingya just felt that such an innocent Ying Zhao was too cute, and couldn't help but continue teasing: "Nothing? Didn't you miss me, or didn't you blush?"

Her delicate fingers were a little hot from the alcohol as she pressed on his earlobe. It seemed as if a strange tingling sensation was overflowing from her fingertips and rushing straight into his heart.

He raised his head in protest with some dissatisfaction: "Don't shock me..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at her blankly.

Lan Qingya frowned in confusion: "No, I didn't use any spiritual power..."

She had a pair of expressive almond-shaped eyes, big and round, and always looked at people with a bit of innocence. But at this moment, her eyes were full of him, and the overflowing emotion was also joyful.

She likes him.

Ying Zhao came to this conclusion, and the tangled anger in his heart instantly dissipated. He pursed his lips and expressed his request: "Little girl, I want a kiss..."

Lan Qingya really liked his pure and innocent look. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled softly, saying with a bit of doting: "Okay."

As she spoke, she moved closer, causing Ying Zhao to hold his breath, but she playfully stopped just before touching his lips, then gently raised her eyes to closely observe his shy expression as he blushed and lowered his eyes waiting for her to approach.

After a long time, she didn't kiss him. Ying Zhao couldn't help but look up and happened to see the playful smile in her eyes.

His face turned even redder, and he wanted to take the initiative to move closer but didn't dare.

He cared about her too much and was afraid that his actions would make her unhappy.

Lan Qingya also understood his concerns. Such a brilliant recruitment would make people feel even more distressed.

"I like Yingzhao, too, so you don't have to be so cautious. If Yingzhao wants to do something to me, I will be very happy." She whispered in his ear.

She saw a gleam of light flash in his light golden eyes, and then he pounced on her like a little wolf and bit her lips.

As if remembering what she said not to bite, he carefully retracted his teeth and ground with his lips only.

Lan Qingya cooperated with his actions very patiently, holding the handsome boy in her arms and reaching out a hand to stroke his cheek.

Yingzhao tasted her sweetness once again and couldn't help but explore it instinctively.

It was like being in a beehive, his entire body soaked in honey, leaving him with only two options: suffocation or grabbing.

He was not afraid of suffocation, and had no regrets even if he drowned in it. He just wanted these sweet things to wrap himself tighter.

Instinctively, he pressed the person in his arms under him. His chest touched the softness and he couldn't help but want to explore it with some curiosity.

But he closed his eyes and seduced the little girl to entangle her lips and tongue with him, and the movements of his hands became messy and he couldn't find the way for a long time.

With a swish sound, Lan Qingya's dress was roughly torn open by him, and her fair skin was revealed in front of Ying Zhao.

He was a little at a loss and greedy, and lowered his head to give her a dense kiss.

Lan Qingya got a chance to catch her breath and murmured softly: "Ying Zhao..."

This sound was more like encouragement. Ying Zhao pulled her into his arms and kissed her again with a strong possessive feeling.

The restriction outside the wine cellar suddenly trembled, and the two men stopped their actions at the same time.

Ying Zhao reacted faster. He quickly raised his hand to put away the wine utensils on the table, then covered Lan Qingya's exposed smooth skin with clothes, held her in his arms, and strode to the depths of the wine cellar.

It was already night, and the wine cellar was only lit by the faint light of the moon. People who came in could not detect their presence at all.

"Manager Xu is such a jerk. He came to deliver a message and yet he had to drink a couple of glasses. He's really an old drunkard."

"Stop nagging and make sure this ancestor feels comfortable. He will be back in the palace tomorrow."

"Hey, look at you, I didn't say anything. What vintage did you give him?"

"Manager Xu is a bit picky, but he's not very high-ranking, so let's just age it for five years."

"have to..."

As the two men were talking, they heard footsteps approaching.