Prosperous Beauty System

In the enchantment, the stars in the night sky weave into a Milky Way, the stars are like a sea, and there is silver mist floating in the air, like a fairy air.

Because of the heavy rain just now, the wisteria beside the ashram dropped a lot of petals, and the delicate and beautiful bud-like flowers fell on the water surface alone, and the water swayed and sank into the bottom of the stream again.

There is still water vapor in the air.

The moonlight was misty, as if there was a mist rolling in, blurring everything around.

No candles were lit in the sleeping hall, and no incense was smoked.

Under the light and shadow, in the veil, only small weeping and panting can be heard.

Qingliu's body was stiff, the hands protruding from the bed behind him were faintly visible under the quilt, and his black hair was all scattered on the bed, so he didn't see Xie Weiyan's movements just now.

"Be patient." He frowned and said, but there was no panic or embarrassment in his expression, "Take your hands away."

Under the cover of the blue silk quilt, Xie Weiyan's hands had already penetrated from the man's slightly open Taoist robe.

The source of the heat was rubbed, and Qingliu's heart was at peace.

If it wasn't for the sake of his junior brother Jiang Lin, he would have slashed the shameless Moxiu with his sword, even though Xie Weiyan was just trying to curry favor with him at this time.

Qingliu has lived for more than 1000 years, and she has long been used to seeing the human relations. She didn't feel angry or other emotions about Xie Weiyan's actions at the moment.

At his level, nothing can affect his emotions.

He just didn't expect... Xie Weiyan would be so bold.

Qingliu couldn't help but think of the scene he saw in the snow-capped Tianlai Lingjing that day.

……

With a "bang", the palm lamp standing beside the bed fell to the ground, and the silver hook on the lamp was scratched and a long hole was torn open.

The circle of light on the floor was shaking faintly, Xie Weiyan trembling hands, pale face and said beside the man's ear, "...I...it's very hot, don't be angry."

Qingliu turned to avoid his outstretched hand, and purple sparks flashed between her fingers resting on the edge of the bed, with the sound of crackling lightning.

Xie Weiyan didn't hear it, he was focused on relieving the scorching heat in his body, his mind was muddled.

Qingliu wanted to push him away, and pushed him several times, Xie Weiyan was so wronged that he almost shed tears, he had never been treated so coldly before, when he was with Jiang Lin, when was he not being held in the palm of his hand to be afraid of the cold and heat?

He held on to the corner of Qingliu's clothes, Qingliu wanted to leave, and used several spiritual power spells, which were all dissolved by Xie Weiyan's magic weapon.

This is difficult for Qingliu Yuanjun, he sacrificed Litian and wanted to give him a sword, Xie Weiyan hugged him tightly from behind, aggrieved and weeping, crying about his indifference and heartlessness today.

As soon as "Li Tian" comes out, blood is bound to be seen.

Qingliu was in a dilemma, he didn't intend to hurt Xie Weiyan, but Xie Weiyan kept pestering him.

After thinking back and forth, he calmly held Xie Weiyan's hand, turned his head and said softly, "Don't cry, today is my fault."

Xie Weiyan raised his head to look at him, the corners of his eyes were red, "...I feel so uncomfortable when you are like this today." There was a layer of water in his eyes, like black pearls veiled.

Seeing his tears rolling, Qingliu couldn't help frowning, wondering how his junior brother got along with this demon cultivator, with this weak and pitiful appearance, is he really the Daoist Dongli of the Heavenly Cang Demon Land?Could it be that it was taken away by someone?

Xie Weiyan didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, he regarded Qingliu as Jiang Lin, and was stung by the indifference in his expression, his heart felt like a needle was pricking his heart.

"...Don't look at me like that." He lowered his head abruptly, ignoring the scorching heat in his body.

Qingliu felt the hands he was holding were trembling, he knew that Xie Weiyan was not sober at the moment, he didn't even have self-awareness, everything he did was just following instinct.

……

A quarter of an hour has passed, and Jiang Lin has not received the letter from Jian.

Qingliu stood at the head of the bed, and Xie Weiyan behind him was shackled by his spiritual power, curled up on the bed, his face was flushed, and he was talking nonsense in a daze.

He raised his hand, and the mark flashed on his fingertips was dim, which meant that the other party had not received the sword letter from him.

Thinking of Xie Weiyan on the bed, Qingliu didn't know what to do next.

Although he has seen Dao Zang and knows about the love between men and women, he has never done that thing, and he has only a half-knowledge about bed affairs. Apart from that method, he doesn't know how to calm Xie Weiyan down.

He had used his spiritual power just now, but it had almost no effect except to make Xie Weiyan tremble even more.

Qingliu felt a headache for the first time, if she left her here alone... the thought just came up, Xie Weiyan on the bed was sobbing in pain.

"Jiang Rin... Ah Rin..." He had a huge pain in his abdomen, as if someone was cutting with a knife, and the cold sweat on his forehead fell on his long hair, which was wet.

Qingliu withdrew the mark, sat on the head of the bed, and reached out to touch Xie Weiyan's hot forehead.

"Xie Weiyan, what did you eat by mistake?" His cold and deep voice was not as ethereal as usual, but had a hint of smoke and fire.

When Qingliu first met, she found that something was wrong with Xie Weiyan's body, his spiritual power was cloudy, his physical strength was exhausted, and his inner alchemy was exhausted.

At first he thought it was because of Xie Weiyan's serious injury, but later saw that although he could induce the phenomenon of heaven and earth, he couldn't hold up to three moves in his hands, so he had some guesses in his heart.

"Have you taken Emperor Ointment?"

Qingliu's eyes were condensed, he swung his wide sleeves, frowned, and used his spiritual power to detect something wrong with his body.

Xie Weiyan couldn't answer him, he panted lowly, rolled his body, his fingertips were full of burning breath.

……

Xie Weiyan tilted his head sideways, his black hair was scattered, heaving from the bed to the ground.

Porcelain white complexion, jet black long hair, unruly complexion, the man curled up on the bed revealed a thrilling black and white distinction.

He regained his senses a little bit, struggling to hold Qingliu's clothes tightly, the breath he exhaled was hot, "...you help me, please..."

Qingliu looked at him coldly, and saw that although he was exhausted but his eyes were clear, he said, "Wait a little longer, Jiang Lin will be back soon." Even he himself didn't believe that Xie Weiyan could wait.

Xie Weiyan took Diliuye and transformed his body.

Since these days, he has been hanging out with Jiang Lin almost every day, indulging in pleasure and joy every day, never realizing that he is so addicted to love.

Sometimes when he wakes up in the middle of the night, Xie Weiyan always feels that he has forgotten something, but now that he thinks about it, it's just Jiang Lin's way of possessing him.

Xie Weiyan didn't know, but he couldn't get off.

……

……

"...help me once...I...will leave..."

Xie Weiyan was pressed on the bed, his long black hair spread all around, he was panting, his face was flushed, and there was pain and pleasure on that beautiful face.

Qingliu didn't want to touch him at first, but when she heard his words, she stopped standing up again.

The author has something to say: I know it's not kind to be stuck here, but I can't keep my eyes open.

Xie Weiyan: You ignore me today, but you will not be able to reach me tomorrow.