Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

You can do whatever you want inside the house.

The cloud and rain did not stop until late at night.

Gu Chenzhou didn't move at all. He was already weak, and after practicing physical skills for several days in a row, he felt sore and painful all over.

His long hair stuck to the sides of his face, and his whole body was wet. I pushed aside the wet hair beside his ears, and the neck behind his ears was a continuous stretch of smooth white.

If Ye Lingyun leaned down slightly, he could hold his earlobe.

After kissing for a while, Gu Chenzhou slowly calmed down and heard a faint sound.

Someone outside came into the house.

Che Yuer pushed open the door and helped them prepare the bathing supplies.

Ye Lingyun picked him up from the bed, and Gu Chenzhou's white feet rubbed against her robe, feeling itchy.

The air was filled with mist, and with clothes placed on the rack, the water waves began to sway slowly.

Che Yuer closed the door, blocking out the man's breathing inside.

*

After adding hot water several times, Gu Chenzhou almost drowned in the bathtub.

Ye Lingyun gently kissed the corner of his eyes. He frowned, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

She kissed his lips: "...it has stopped."

She didn't force him. Gu Chenzhou felt her gentle movements and subconsciously hugged her neck, unwilling to let go.

His wet face was held in his hands, and the gentle and slow kiss made him gradually relax. Gu Chenzhou slowly responded to her in this caress.

It was already late at night when he was taken out of the water. Ye Lingyun did not call for help, but dried him and wrapped him in a quilt.

"..." The slight cry of the baby made him a little confused. Ye Lingyun looked calmly at the squeaking Tun Tun rat beside him.

Tuntun Rat was biting the tie on the bottle of spiritual milk in his mouth, sticking his butt out, and using his claws to pull the cork out.

Gu Chenzhou sat up from the quilt, naked, with red marks all over his body.

He looked at the Tun Tun Rat and asked, "Is it hungry again?"

It is still growing and has a bigger appetite than him. Lingjing usually holds it in his arms and eats it, but if it comes across any delicious food, it will never let it go.

"Spiritual milk, monks can drink it, but it can't."

Ye Lingyun looked at him steadily, his blatant gaze fell on his chest, and then gently moved away.

That strange feeling came.

Both of his places were swollen from sucking, and there were red marks all over from her rubbing, and now they were hot and numb.

Gu Chenzhou: "......"

Thinking of the dirty words she had said and the shameful things she had done just now, it was really enough. He put on his underwear with a wooden face.

During this period, Ye Lingyun snatched food from the rat's mouth and exchanged the spiritual milk for a circle of spiritual crystals, then casually leaned aside to watch him get dressed, and his eyes seemed to be able to stare him to tears.

Gu Chenzhou stared at her without saying anything.

Ye Lingyun put the bottle of spiritual milk in his hand and even considerately loosened the cork.

Gu Chenzhou held it without moving.

Ye Lingyun: "Aren't you going to feed it?"

Such a familiar word.

Gu Chenzhou: "Hello."

Ye Lingyun seemed to be smiling, and looked at him with a sidelong glance: "Your tone is even higher, are you so angry?"

Gu Chenzhou said coldly: "No."

*

Each person got half of the spiritual milk.

Ye Lingyun was just teasing him, but he took it seriously. Thinking of being polite and not eating alone, he left half a bottle for her.

Gu Chenzhou poured his half of the spiritual milk into a small bowl and drank it all with a small spoon.

But Ye Lingyun’s bowl did not move.

He looked at it for a while, then slowly took the bowl, scooped a spoonful, and looked at her.

Start feeding. It was the normal feeding in his mind, not the improper "feeding" in her mouth.

He leaned forward slightly. The two of them were already close to each other. Now their legs were touching, their shoulders were touching, their skin was touching, and the warm and cool touches were very comfortable. Even their light breaths were entangled together.

The aroma of the spiritual milk also wafted over.

Ye Lingyun glanced at him, seemingly surprised that he was so proactive.

Gu Chenzhou was nervous for a while, and when he was about to take back the spoon to feed himself, she moved.

Ye Lingyun turned his face slightly, lowered his head, and drank it gracefully.

Gu Chenzhou stared at her blankly.

The spoon is empty.

"..."

After she finished drinking, she waited for the next sip, and Gu Chenzhou silently fed her everything in the bowl.

Tun Tun Mouse curiously clung to his legs, kicking with both feet, but no one gave it a bite. Ye Lingyun even picked it up naturally, put it in the warm nest that Che Yuer had made for it, and covered it with a mini quilt.

...

After the celebration banquet, we will have a few days off, and there will be no classes tomorrow. Gu Chenzhou finished washing up in the middle of the night, and finally lay down tiredly in the warm quilt. He shrank and hid in the warm embrace of another person, telling her the good things that happened in the past few days.

It's trivial and probably boring.

Ye Lingyun touched his cheek and listened patiently.

A patient listener will slowly guide him to talk more.

Sect Leader Ye might have known all this for a long time, but he did not interrupt him and let him just brush these days off lightly.

Gradually, his eyelids drooped sleepily and he became quiet.

His thin body looked snowy in the night. Ye Lingyun reached out and pulled the quilt to cover the exposed skin on his shoulders, moving very slowly.

"Did you miss any, Xiaozhou?"

Gu Chenzhou's mind gradually became clear, and the sleepiness he had just felt disappeared.

He was a little confused and looked up at her.

Ye Lingyun was extremely patient: "How are you getting along with other people in the academy?"

Her eyes were calm but also deep. Gu Chenzhou had seen in them the ruthlessness and decisiveness of a swordsman, which was chilling.

At this moment he seemed to understand.

Gu Chenzhou was confused for a moment, then he roughly knew what she was asking.

He seemed to be able to describe to the person in front of him all the suffering he had experienced. She doted on him endlessly, and her supreme power, authority and money could completely rescue him from the quagmire, help him realize all his wishes, help him get revenge, and even easily decide the life and death of those people.

She had already put the power in front of him. As long as he accepted it, he could naturally stand by her side and use the sword in her hand to kill anyone he disliked.

But Gu Chenzhou thought about it, felt happy in his heart, and then lowered his eyes silently.

This sword must, of course, be able to dispel the fog and clear the sky, but it must also be able to restrain its edge and not bring harm to innocent people. If he vents his anger just to satisfy his own desires, then he is not worthy of holding this sword.

Ye Lingyun hugged him, but he didn't want to speak, as if he was afraid of losing something.

Perhaps he knew that he was trying his best to protect something precious, which was what made him different from the people here. Although he hid himself in the crowd, fearing that he would be discovered by the organization that specialized in assassinating people from other worlds, his inner self had not changed, and he was still the same person as before.

The disciples of the Sword Sect looked down on him and stayed away from him. The members of the Yelingyun clan hated him and insulted him wantonly. He finally got a chance to practice, but he always encountered difficulties in the process. How did he feel? Guilt or self-loathing, helplessness or anger?

Everyone disliked him because he was the servant of Ye Lingyun.

Gu Chenzhou did not argue, because it was indeed because he served the emperor and pleased him that he was able to practice, had the opportunity to attend classes in a large sect, and was able to learn so much knowledge about cultivating immortals.

No matter how much they hated him or laughed at him, it could not change one fact - he had already embarked on the path of cultivating immortality and had made great progress compared to the mortal he used to be.

In the future, he must practice hard and increase his strength. They cannot destroy him, and he will only become stronger and stronger.

He wants to use his strength to carve out a living space for himself.

"We get along, it's normal." He spoke with a serious look, just like when he returned the things that the industry spirit had delivered.

He wants to be a clean person all the time.

In this way, when he returns to his original world, he is still the same person he was at the beginning, and he has the face to meet his parents, teachers, and classmates.

Everyone was waiting for him. He didn't want to face them with shame and regret for the rest of his life because he had been stained with unclean things and became an unknown person when he had the chance to become an immortal and tear through time and space to go back.

Ye Lingyun touched his cheek, and Gu Chenzhou also hugged her neck and rubbed it intimately. He was a little tired, and his eyelashes drooped slightly.

He likes an atmosphere that is intimate but not excessive. At this time, Ye Lingyun always looks at him with a loving look, kisses him and touches him.

Even the hug is so touching.

He is attached to these and likes them.

Gu Chenzhou adjusted his posture, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Ye Lingyun looked at his peaceful sleeping face. The eyes that made her heart beat were closed, no longer revealing some clean but soft and fragile emotions. Her eyes were like clouds and mist, looking at him hazily, as if she was looking at an old friend.

He was unaware and even moved closer.

He treated her as his only support and nestled into her arms.