Yaoguang Fairy Path

the other side

The afterglow of dusk fell on the path, covering the quiet path with a layer of golden gauze. From time to time, disciples of the sect flew over in the sky. Ye Shuyao and Luo Yunhan walked leisurely on the path, holding hands without any scruples. Their reflections were elongated and intertwined under the sunlight.

After they walked for a while, a cute voice with a smile broke the silence from behind, "Yaoyao, are you free tonight?"

Li Yuru had a smile on her face, and standing beside her were Yang Tao, Mo Feibai, and Baili Lingfeng.

Ye Shuyao looked surprised and a little nervous, and whispered: "Ah, yes, Yuru, why are you here?" She unconsciously pulled her hand away from Luo Yunhan's palm and turned to face them.

Luo Yunhan rubbed the residual warmth in his palm, feeling a wave of loss in his heart. His eyes sank slightly, but he still maintained his composure. He watched Ye Shuyao's actions silently, with an imperceptible bitterness welling up in his heart.

As Luo Yunhan turned around, surprise flashed in the eyes of the four people, and then they all leaned forward and saluted in unison: "Greetings, Uncle Master, Immortal Venerable."

Luo Yunhan hummed softly in a low voice, his eyes fixed on Ye Shuyao with a hint of resentment in them. Yao'er doesn't want outsiders to know about my relationship with her?

Feeling the subtle emotions emanating from Luo Yunhan, her heart couldn't help but tremble: "Um, Yuru, do you have any plans for tonight?" Ye Shuyao prayed secretly, hoping that her master would not misunderstand her actions just now. Only then did she realize that her subconscious reaction would make him feel uncomfortable.

Li Yuru paused, then smiled brightly. She walked over and took Ye Shuyao's hand. "Oh! It's like this. We're planning to go down the mountain tonight and get together. I heard there's a new restaurant called Baiweilou down the mountain. The spiritual food there is really delicious. Let's go and try it together!"

Sensing the unusual atmosphere between the two, Baili Lingfeng lowered his eyes and rubbed his fingers on the handle of the folding fan, wondering what he was thinking.

Ye Shuyao nodded and shook Li Yuru's hand in return. "Okay, send me a message when you're about to go down the mountain."

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Luo Yunhan stared at the two people's clasped hands with a pair of heavy eyes, and an indescribable sourness surged in his heart: "..." He did not say anything, but the cold air seemed to freeze everything around him.

Li Yuru's body trembled involuntarily, but she still tried to remain calm: "Okay, Yaoyao, we will definitely inform you." She muttered to herself: Why is this uncle acting so weird today? Did I see it wrong?

Noticing that the aura emanating from Luo Yunhan was getting colder and colder, although doubts were swirling in his heart, he quickly denied it to himself, "I must be overthinking it. How could my uncle-master be so angry for no reason?"

Yang Tao swallowed, walked forward nervously, separated Li Yuru and Ye Shuyao, and took Li Yuru down the stairs: "Well, Shuyao, let's go first. See you tonight."

Li Yuru looked at Yang Tao blankly and asked in confusion, "Xiao Taozi, why are you in such a hurry? Don't pull me! What's wrong with you?"

Yang Tao shook his head and whispered in a low voice, "Auntie, if you keep holding Shuyao's hand, my uncle will get mad." He felt helpless. He was sure he would see the strong possessiveness in his uncle's eyes, because he had experienced it too. It was a man's intuition. The cold air was so strong that it was freezing. It was just that this silly girl didn't notice it.

Li Yuru was stunned when she heard this, and then she suddenly realized: "Oh~ So that's how it is! But that's not right! They are..." Yang Tao's throat was choked and he quickly stopped her from continuing...

Mo Feibai glanced at Ye Shuyao thoughtfully, nodded with a faint smile, and turned around with Baili Lingfeng to follow Li Yuru and the others until their voices became quieter and quieter...

Ye Shuyao's face flushed red, and she was panicking. She looked up and met Luo Yunhan's eyes, her pink lips moving nervously: "Well, Master, listen to my excuse, no, listen to my explanation..."

Luo Yunhan looked at her pink and beautiful little face, and couldn't help but scratched her nose with his fingers. He said in a low voice: "Okay, then Yao'er, go back and explain slowly. I'm listening."

Without waiting for her to speak, Luo Yunhan placed his hands on Ye Shuyao's shoulders, pulled her into his arms and held her horizontally. The space was torn apart in an instant, and the two of them appeared in the Xingchen Pavilion of Piaomiao Peak. He walked through the outer hall and into the silver gauze curtain, placed her on the bed, supported her on both sides with his hands, his dark blue eyes captured her, and his voice was low and full of resentment: "Yao'er, am I so shameful?" At this moment, he just wanted to know what position he occupied in Ye Shuyao's heart.

Ye Shuyao was startled by Luo Yunhan's sudden action, but then she felt the warmth and breath of his body, and an indescribable shame surged in her heart. Her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "No, no, Master, you misunderstood. I was just, I was too nervous, so I instinctively pulled my hand away. I won't do it next time."

At this point, Luo Yunhan's aura suddenly turned cold, his palms unconsciously clenched, and his voice was low: "Yao'er, I only care about your thoughts. Other people are of no importance to me, and no one has the courage to say anything."

Ye Shuyao's body trembled, and the hand that was holding his collar moved up and hugged his neck. She was anxious, what should she do? He seemed really angry, and she had no experience in coaxing people! At this moment, her eyes were red and misty.

Feeling Ye Shuyao's nervousness and anxiety, the anger in his heart inexplicably dissipated. Luo Yunhan sighed softly, leaned on his side, moved his right hand to her cheek, and stroked the tears in the corners of her eyes with his fingers: "Yao'er, don't be nervous, I'm not angry. I just care about you too much, so I lost my composure like this."

At this moment, the two of them were very close. Ye Shuyao looked at him with red eyes, her voice soft and a little shy: "Don't be angry, okay? I promise I will never let go of your hand again." As she spoke, she turned her head and shyly whispered, "Brother Yunhan."

The moment Ye Shuyao called out "Brother Yunhan", two flames suddenly ignited in Luo Yunhan's cold eyes, his cheeks were dyed with a touch of fiery clouds, and his gaze was so hot that it seemed as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her into his stomach. He called out "Yao'er" in a hoarse voice, then leaned over and kissed her lips.

Ye Shuyao obediently opened her lips, eyes slightly closed, as if she wanted to immerse herself in this kiss. The hand that was originally hanging on his neck slowly moved behind his ear, and her fingers gently stroked his ear. She enjoyed this intimacy, and a few moans came out of her mouth from time to time.

How could a cold and aloof Luo Yunhan stand her like this? He immediately increased the strength of his lips and teeth, his Adam's apple rolled back and forth rapidly, and a swallowing sound came out of his throat, which was low, attractive, and full of tension.

Listening to his low and seductive voice, Ye Shuyao's face instantly turned even redder, as if blood was dripping from it. Her whole body went limp, and she felt like her ears were pregnant. Her heart was beating like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

The two kissed passionately, and it was unknown how long it took before they separated, breathless. Luo Yunhan looked into her eyes that were full of shyness and tenderness. They looked at each other with a gaze as if he wanted to absorb her deeply into his soul.

He raised his hand and touched Ye Shuyao's shy face, feeling the delicate and silky touch. Looking at her soft appearance, he felt his heart was filled.

Luo Yunhan's eyes were filled with endless tenderness and doting. At that moment, he finally understood what it meant to be unable to let go of someone. The two of them didn't actually spend much time together, but every time they spent together, he became more certain that Yao'er was the one in his life.