[Comprehensive Master Chu Liuxiang Mobile Games] The Taoist priest is crossing

"You..." Yan Qingping took a deep breath with complicated emotions.

Can't figure out what's going on now, he's an idiot.

Yan Qingping narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Siming seriously.

Anyway, after being together for more than ten years, at least he can be sure that the Fang Siming in front of him is Fang Siming raised by him.

So it must be amnesia.And only the memories of the worlds they've spent together are missing.Probably because it was affected when I returned to this world... Unfortunately, the system disappeared.

Now, the promotion of the system does not know when it will be completed, so just let Fang Siming do this?Just kidding?

Isn't it just amnesia... The big deal is to chase it again.Waiting for Brother Siming to recover his memory would not be romantic.

Yan Qingping made up his mind.

Fang Siming sneered—it might be the reason why Yan Qingping's face was fluctuating just now.

He didn't respond either, drinking quietly, waiting for Yan Qingping to do it first.

"Brother Siming, I have something to tell you." Yan Qingping looked at the wine jar at his feet and frowned.

Fang Siming stopped drinking.

"It's good to be straightforward."

"This is not a place to talk." Yan Qingping cleverly snatched his wine jar and put it on the table, "Let's find a place to talk."

"I have nothing to say to you." Fang Siming said so, but he still stood up.

Yan Qingping couldn't help showing a smile—amnesia is amnesia, awkwardness is awkwardness, Fang Siming is still the same Fang Siming.

"Follow me." Yan Qingping threw down an ingot of gold, habitually grabbed Fang Siming's sleeve, touched the ground with his toes, and flew out of the city.

Fang Siming looked at his sleeves in surprise, and let him lead him to fly.

Yan Qingping's little pony snorted in a humane manner, and walked slowly to his master's place.

A horse walking alone on the street is also a strange sight - this guy is very clever, and he is not afraid of being snatched away.

Here, Yan Qingping dragged Fang Siming to the water's edge outside Yanzhou City.

Fang Siming pulled his sleeves out of Yan Qingping's hands, and stood with his back facing him: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Looking at his thin back, Yan Qingping suddenly remembered the first time he saw him in Lu Xiaofeng's world.At that time, he was also like this, so thin that it made people feel distressed.

"Siming..." he called softly.

Fang Siming frowned.

The last time we met was in Saibei.At that time, he and his adoptive father were almost cornered, but in the end they managed to escape.Although he held back a bit in the fight, in the end, swords and swords faced each other, fighting with their lives.

Not to mention "Siming", which he had never heard of before, it was "Brother Siming", which he used to call affectionately, perhaps he hadn't heard it for a long time.

The hope of the righteous way, the "Young Hero" who has risen to fame, will end up severing his friendship with him, and the only thing they can say when they meet is "Fang Siming".

But when Sai Bei came back, Yan Qingping suddenly started sending him flying eagles.He went out to drink while being upset, but he was caught... and he was called "Siming" so affectionately.

Who gave this kid the guts?

Fang Siming wanted to say that we have nothing to do with each other, so don't call me that, but in the end he kept silent, waiting for Yan Qingping to continue.

Yan Qingping took a step closer to him, grabbed his waist that he had been thinking about day and night, and embraced him in his arms.

Fang Siming was hugged straight by him, frightened and angry, turned around and broke out of this warm embrace.

"What do you mean?!" He clamped Yan Qingping's wrist tightly.

Yan Qingping looked at him calmly, his black pupils were calm and gentle.

"Siming." He said softly, "Have you noticed that you have no defense against me at all?"

Fang Siming was terrified.

Indeed... Even when he first met Yan Qingping, he suspected that Yan Qingping wanted to do something to him, but he still didn't really raise his guard...

When did he feel so at ease with Yan Qingping?

"Have you noticed that your inner strength has suddenly grown a lot?" Yan Qingping suddenly clasped his wrist backwards.Before Fang Siming could fight back, his majestic internal force had already passed along the meridians - and then the circuit was perfectly established.

"This..." Fang Siming stopped trying to break free with his hands, and was surprised to find that his internal energy was perfectly fused with Yan Qingping's, as if it had been fused countless times.

And what Yan Qingping said is correct, his internal energy is indeed much richer than before.

"You lost a piece of memory." Yan Qingping said, "We once fell into a secret place together, but you obviously don't remember it."

"Where's the evidence?" Fang Siming was unmoved.

"You are the evidence." Yan Qingping finally smiled, and his stern facial features became gentle.

"Your favorite color is black, your favorite dish is Dongpo meat and croquettes, your favorite qin music is Yangguan Sandie, your favorite fabric is snow gold silk, your favorite wine used to be Nurhong, and later it was Baihua brewed by me. Niang, my favorite animal is a dog."

The puppy panda was finally left to Qu Yun and Sun Feiliang by them.

Yan Qingping approached Fang Siming again, put his hands on Fang Siming's shoulders without rejection, tilted his head slightly, and leaned into his ear, with a smile in his voice: "When you are shy, your ears will turn red... When you are duplicity, your eyes will glance down to the left... ...You like to hug things when you sleep...You like me to kiss your forehead...The most sensitive place is here..." He said this, his voice was a little hoarse, and he raised his hand to caress Fang Siming's neck.

"You!" Fang Siming pushed him away in embarrassment, "I...and you..."

"Everyone is yours now, do you want to renege on the debt when you turn around?" Yan Qingping smiled slyly, flipped his hand and took out two worn-out flower sticks.

One is magnolia-shaped and the other is round.They were tied together, both faded, but the writing was clearly visible.

"Wish to be with him for the rest of my life, life and death."

"In this life, he will never leave, and I will never abandon."

"You should recognize your own handwriting." Yan Qingping tilted his head, "In your memory, how did you get rid of the poison? The antidote?"

"But I clearly remember that our detoxification method is double cultivation... Otherwise, how do you explain your internal strength?"

Fang Siming didn't look at him in embarrassment.He began to suspect that everything in front of him was a dream because he was drunk, or someone secretly attacked him... But he is a master at attracting dreams, Fang Siming can't lie to himself.

"I know you don't want to believe it...it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it." Yan Qingping smiled, "I can still do what I could do before. I can say it again now."

"Fang Siming, I like you."

Standing by the water, he was so handsome that the sky paled.

"You can't renege on your debt..." He said leisurely, and finally uttered two words clearly, "Husband."

Suddenly, Yan Qingping's calm face froze.

Because Fang Siming... ran away.Soaring into the sky, without a trace.Yan Qingping was stunned, touched his nose: "Is the flirting too much?"

This action was probably influenced by Chu Xiangshuai.

I really can't blame him... This tender Ming is really a good bully...

Yan Qingping looked at the pony jogging towards him in the distance, and thought: Fortunately, I just got off the tracking incense.