Among the five paranoid male protagonists, who do you want me to choose?

But I saw that my junior sister's eyes were full of tears, with a beautiful mist in them. She was casually playing with the hair hanging by her hands, her eyes shining brightly.

"Really, senior sister?"

Yu Zhao's eyes were clear, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "It must be true."

It's so rare to get along so well with my junior sister. I wish I could become sworn sisters with her right here and then and be her lifelong best friend.

"Okay, then senior sister, remember this." The girl looked at her with a strange feeling in her eyes, her eyelashes covering everything. Leng Quanyi moved closer, wanting to absorb more body warmth.

Yu Zhao felt that he was almost breathless because of the squeezing, and it was his junior sister who was so stubborn but had nowhere to use her energy.

But soon a flash of warning flashed through her mind.

That's not right. She had just finished talking about what kind of garbage was in her junior sister's head, and she responded to her as senior sister.

Garbage equals...

Senior sister?

Yu Zhao's favorability towards his junior sister dropped instantly, and he pushed her away with an expressionless face.

"Junior sister, you are not honest."

Leng Quanyi on the side was stunned. Her hands were very honest and she didn't touch anyone secretly. She usually touched her senior sister when she was asleep.

The quilt given by Haoyun Sect was not big, it was for a single person, and was made of the finest silk. When Yu Zhao pulled it, a cool breeze blew directly on Leng Quanyi's body.

The girl stood there blankly, not knowing why her senior sister was angry again. After a while, she saw a hand with thin calluses pulling the quilt to cover her belly.

This is Yu Zhao’s bottom line. She cannot let her stomach get cold, and her belly button must be covered.

Leng Quanyi smiled complacently and crawled back into the quilt.

"Senior Sister, I'm cold..."

The bed was shaking violently. Song Yulan, who was lying in the next bed, looked at the two people who were still fooling around in bed late at night with dead fish eyes, and pursed her lips.

Forget it, these two might be too excited to come to Haoyun Sect.

With an indifferent look on her face, she pulled the quilt up and covered her head so that she could not hear anything.

But the noise nearby was getting louder and louder.

"Don't make trouble."

"Sister..."

Song Yulan in the quilt couldn't sleep either. She heard panting sounds beside her ears. Song Yulan swallowed her saliva. No, the panting sounds of this Junior Sister Leng were too... ambiguous.

If it wasn't for Junior Sister Yu, a man, next to her, she would have easily thought of something wrong.

She blocked her ears in desperation, but the panting sound still continued to penetrate her ears, becoming heavier and heavier.

The inexperienced Song Yulan's face changed. The voice was too weird. It made people feel weak. She got goosebumps all over her body.

She had to think more.

There's something going on with these two!

I hope these two are not doing anything forbidden in bed!

Thinking of Junior Sister Yu who never showed up, Song Yulan had serious doubts about her gender, so she quickly got up and lifted the quilt of the bed next to her.

The two girls had messy clothes and tangled hair. Junior Sister Yu, on the other hand, looked serious with a smile on her face. Seeing the girls' true faces for the first time, Song Yulan was slightly stunned.

Then his gaze shifted to another person.

It's not that she thinks too much, this...

Especially Junior Sister Leng, her blushing was a bit abnormal.

And then... under the two people's puzzled gazes.

Song Yulan knelt on the bed and touched Yu Zhao's chest. She lowered her eyes slightly in thought. The feeling was normal and there was no padding. It was the real thing.

Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her bed. She caught a glimpse of Yu Zhao still in a daze, so she calmly stood up and covered them with bedding.

"You guys continue."

After resolving the doubts in her mind, Song Yulan breathed a sigh of relief, covered herself with the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Yu Zhao: “…”

She was still a little confused and wanted to ask the senior sister why she touched her, but... forget it, she would ask tomorrow.

The room returned to calm. Yu Zhao held Leng Quanyi's small hand and asked, "What do you want to do?"

But the girl looked at her seriously and said, "Senior Sister has touched it, I want it too."

She also wanted to touch him in person.

Yu Zhao's mouth twitched, and he suppressed the strange feeling in his heart. He took the hairband beside him and tied the girl's wrists behind her back, then said calmly, "Go to sleep."

The night is quiet and the stars are immersed in the night sky.

She chuckled.

"Good night, Junior Sister."

This was her first good friend in the world of immortal cultivation, and they could travel together for a long time.

Leng Quanyi stared at her for a long time, perhaps wanting to remember this moment forever. Finally, her bright eyes closed and the corners of her mouth raised.

"Good night, Senior Sister."

The next morning.

Song Yulan got up first. Looking at Junior Sister Leng with her hands tied, she fell into deep thought. Is it necessary for two women to tie their hands like this when sleeping together?

hiss……

I still think there's something wrong with Junior Sister Yu. Maybe there's something wrong with her sexual orientation. She actually played bondage games with Junior Sister Leng on the bed.

Should she protect herself and be wary of Junior Sister Yu?

So in the next few days, Yu Zhao saw Song Yulan occasionally revealing an indescribable expression to her, and would deliberately keep a distance of one or two meters from her when walking. He would look at the two of them with a slightly frown on his face, and kept muttering something about "the world is going downhill."

Gee tut.

His face was full of doubt, confusion, worry and fear.

Yu Zhao: “???”

Why did the senior sister start to be wary of her? She didn't do anything weird, did she?

As exchange disciples, Yu Zhao and the other two received almost the same treatment as the other disciples, with good food and abundant spiritual power.

The only thing that puzzled Yu Zhao was that there was always a little tail behind him. It was Shen Yuzhuo who was secretly monitoring them. Of course... the location where he appeared was also a little strange.

On tree branches, on roofs, in the mouths of stone lions, and even on manhole covers.

Whether he is walking the dog or flying a sword, he is always within sight.

After a long time, I got used to it. After all, I can't not be used to it.

It's someone else's territory, and we can't catch him and beat him up.

Senior Brother Jiang, who was passing by, stood aside and looked at the junior brother squatting in the grass with foxtail grass stuck on his head as a disguise, and fell into deep thought.

Not far away were the exchange disciples. They were mingling with the disciples of Haoyun Sect, sparring with each other and fighting back and forth.

The girl in green dress was extremely strong and could carry more than a dozen disciples of Haoyun Sect. At this moment, she was holding up a pill furnace weighing a thousand pounds, which was filled with defeated disciples of Haoyun Sect.

Listen to the wow sound.

They both stayed within the prescribed limits and got along quite well.

And his junior fellow apprentice kept looking at the swordsman girl in black clothes.

The blood-red sword is like a crescent moon, and the scattered glimmers in the light-colored eyes are like broken silver, powerful and resolute, revealing vitality everywhere, as if there is infinite vitality.

Senior Brother Jiang stared for a long time before looking back at his junior brother.

The young man in white squatted in the grass, thinking he was well disguised. He showed half of his head and nodded it up and down, with some complicated emotions in his dark eyes.

Expectations, worries, and...

envious.

The corners of his mouth moved, but he said nothing in the end.

The junior brother has always been awkward and doesn't like to talk much. When he came two years ago, he burst into tears as soon as he saw them, as if he had known them for a long time.

"Why are you crying? You look so ugly. It's a waste of such a handsome face." Qin Yun said he was disgusted at the time, but he still handed him a handkerchief and coaxed him with the candied haws he took from Le Li.

Le Li would also hum and hum and take out his exclusive collection for him.

At first, he thought he was shy, but he seemed to know them and his master very well, even to the terrifying point that he knew them better than they knew themselves.