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

Everything seems to have changed, yet nothing seems to have changed.

That familiar fragrance always enters my dreams every night, a warm hand resting on my head, brushing my cheek, holding his hand, having long conversations with him, sharing his invisible pressure. But when I wake up in the morning, my hands are cold and empty, and even the memory begins to blur.

The warmth of the past has become a deadly poison, seeping into the internal organs and bringing intense pain to those who are sober.

"Shangxian..."

The girl exhaled soft white mist from her mouth and nose, her consciousness was confused, and her two hands stretched out from under the quilt restlessly. Yu Zhao heard the movement and slowly moved closer.

What do you mean by going to the countryside? Are you rushing to help alleviate poverty?

But unexpectedly, the girl suddenly stood up and bumped her head on the forehead.

Yu Zhao sucked in a breath of cold air, tilted his head to cover his slightly red forehead, and couldn't help but complain, "You are born in the Year of the Ox, right? You have endless energy all day long?"

She was quite light when I carried her. I didn't expect her body to be so strong. It would be a shame if she didn't perform the stone-breaking chest trick at the market.

The candlelight was burning, shining on Leng Quanyi's somewhat pale profile. She was like a dying fish, covering her temples and gasping for breath.

Her eyes were red as she tightly grasped the amber stone on her chest. The familiar feeling soothed her restless heart. The amber stone was still there, fortunately it was still there.

Seeing her muttering and messy hair, Yu Zhao finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up to pour her a glass of water.

Leng Quanyi was not polite either. She drank several cups in a row until the teapot was empty. Seeing that her clothes had been changed into a clean white undershirt, she grabbed Yu Zhao's collar with one hand, and the corners of her mouth trembled.

"You changed my clothes?"

Yu Zhao clamped her wrist and pulled it twice with some force, but failed to break it free. He couldn't help but sigh, what a girl with extraordinary strength.

"Ah."

The next second, Leng Quanyi's expression changed. She used some more strength to pull the man closer, and their foreheads almost touched each other again. She gritted her teeth and said, "What did you see?"

Thinking of what he had seen before, Yu Zhao thought she was feeling inferior, so he said with pity, "It's cute even when it's small, and it will grow bigger in the future."

"You..." Leng Quanyi's face turned red, and his hand directly pinched her fair neck.

"I can't help it. No matter how much I called you, I couldn't wake you up. The elders of the Qingcheng Sect are a bit of a germaphobe. You were so dirty that you almost couldn't even get into the Shallow Sleep Palace."

Yu Zhao told the truth, and considering that they were both girls, he still had some patience. If it were Shen Yuzhuo, he would have removed his hand long ago.

"Although the small clothes are a bit inappropriate, girls at this age still have to wear them." She explained earnestly and chattered endlessly.

"I have everything you have, so don't be shy."

As soon as she finished speaking, Leng Quanyi touched her chest uncomfortably. Sure enough, she... was wearing a small shirt. Then she grabbed her belt and looked down.

Yu Zhaomu was stunned by her actions, and almost dropped his jaw in shock. He hesitated and said, "I don't have any extra tights, so I didn't change them for you."

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the girl in front of me seemed to be silent for a moment, and her emotions gradually stabilized.

Then he let go of her hand, reached into her underwear in front of her eyes, untied the small clothes and handed it to Yu Zhao, feeling a little awkward, "I don't want to wear this."

"I'll give it to you. No charge." After saying that, Yu Zhao crawled into the quilt of the bed beside him and covered his head with the blanket.

The surroundings were quiet. Leng Quanyi pinched Xiaoyi with her white and tender fingers, not knowing what to do. The soft silk felt great. When he moved his nose slightly, he seemed to smell the girl's faint fragrance, mixed with the scent of soapberries.

It doesn't smell bad.

And...somewhat familiar.

Leng Quanyi's amber eyes flickered slightly. As if possessed by a mysterious force, she leaned closer to smell it. Her eyes lit up slightly, as if it was really familiar.

In order to verify her idea, she walked barefoot on the ground, took a few steps and climbed onto Yu Zhao's bed, lifted a corner of the quilt and put her head on the girl's neck.

The closer you get, the stronger the smell becomes.

Savory.

Somewhat like...

What was it like? She couldn't remember.

Yu Zhao was a light sleeper, and he sensed it almost the moment Leng Quanyi got out of bed. He wondered what she was going to do, but he didn't expect her to lift the quilt and smell her scent like a little animal?

She opened her eyes and met her eyes. The hair of the person in front of her fell into the corner of her eyes, which made her feel a little itchy. She raised her hand to brush it away, with a look of confusion in her eyes.

"I've taken a shower, I don't smell bad, do I?"

As she said that, she turned her head and sniffed, but there was no strange smell.

"It smells good." Leng Quanyi's eyes were burning and her tone was innocent. The girl in her eyes was still wearing a mask and her appearance could not be seen clearly.

Yu Zhao thought she liked the smell of the soap nut on her body, so he reached into the storage bag beside him, took out the soap nut and handed it to her, "Here, if you like it, I'll give it to you."

What a jerk, climbing into bed in the middle of the night.

"Hmm, Zhao Zhao isn't asleep yet?" The little black fish slowly opened his eyes beside the pillow and saw someone pressing on Yu Zhao! He was holding a piece of clothing in his hand. He woke up instantly, stood up, and swung his tail like a magical fish, slapping Leng Quanyi's face directly.

"Get off Zhao Zhao!"

What does it mean to just wake up and see this scene that makes your blood pressure soar?

From now on, we must not only guard against men, but also against women!

Leng Quanyi was a little confused by the photo. She also had a bad temper. She reached out and grabbed the fish's tail, "You dare to hit me? No one has ever dared to hit me since I was a child!"

The man and the fish were pinching each other, and the whole bed began to creak.

The pillow had been punctured long ago, and the feathers inside were flying everywhere, like a heavy snowfall. The chaotic scene was so hilarious that Yu Zhao could only curl up into a ball and hug his knees, his forehead throbbing wildly.

Several bright lights suddenly lit up outside the house, and the sharp cry of a female cultivator rang out in the darkness.

"What is 003 doing? Why can't he rest peacefully in the middle of the night?"

"I will report you to the elders tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, the man and the fish seemed to have their acupoints pressed, with several feathers hanging on their bodies, and they just stood there in a daze.

The pillow on the bed was only a layer of skin left, and the bedding had flown several meters away. Yu Zhao didn't want to pay attention to them. He yawned twice and climbed onto Leng Quanyi's bed.

"You guys take your time, I'm going to sleep first."

After a while, the man and the fish finally stopped fighting. The little black fish floated to the side of the pillow and lay down to sleep. Leng Quanyi lifted the quilt, leaned against Yu Zhao and closed his eyes.

The two people and the fish get along quite harmoniously.

An unknown amount of time passed before Leng Quanyi turned over, pulling the quilt so that only half of her face was exposed. "Yu Zhao."

"What?" Yu Zhao asked her impatiently, not knowing what tricks she was going to play next.

"Can I... hold you while I sleep?" She asked hesitantly, her eyes misty, like a clear lake.

The two looked at each other in silence for a while.

Yu Zhaomei's heart skipped a beat, "No."

She was so good-tempered that they could sleep in the same bed. If they hadn't fought, would her bed have become a doghouse? And she even clung to him while sleeping?

"Distance creates beauty."

After saying that, Leng Quanyi had no choice but to close her eyes and move her body silently, very slowly, but very close. Every time she moved forward a little, Yu Zhao moved to the side a little, until her back was pressed against the cold wall and she had nowhere to retreat.

Leng Quanyi finally got close to Yu Zhao and smiled with satisfaction.

Yu Zhao: “…”

She heard shallow breathing by her ears, and silently pinched the girl's beautiful white cheek to vent her anger, but unexpectedly, the touch under her fingertips felt good, like a peeled egg.

Forget it, Yu Zhao sighed in his heart, even if he raised a beautiful female goose.