Aoyama returns alone

Zhong Qing was shocked for a moment, and her heart also picked up: "Then does he know you are here?"

Lin Guiyuan patted the back of his hand and shook his head: "I probably don't know... Before going down the mountain, Master gave me a treasure to conceal my breath."

Zhong Qing heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down on the sofa. He seemed to have thought of something again, his eyes flickered, and he hesitated for a long time before he said, "Then you want to seek revenge from him?"

Lin Guiyuan turned his head to take a deep look at him, pulled him into his arms, and played with his fingers, with a calm expression, but bloodthirsty flashed in his eyes: "Yes."

Back then, if the Taoist priest hadn't stared at him suddenly, with an attitude of immortality, he wouldn't have been injured so badly that he would have returned to his original form, he wouldn't have missed the last time his parents were seen, and he wouldn't have lost contact with Zhong Qing for four years .

Zhong Qing knew that he had hatred in his heart, so she was silent for a while, and said "yes".

"But you have to promise me," he picked up the phone and handed it to Lin Guiyuan, and said, "Before your master comes, you can't act rashly."

Lin Guiyuan sighed softly, "Okay."

How could he be unaware that he was worried about him?

In the past four years, his magic power has improved, but if he wants to say that he can win against the Taoist priest, he himself dare not guarantee it.

Lin Guiyuan called Sheng An in front of Zhong Qing.

It was already night, and it took a long time to connect on the other end of the phone, neither party spoke, but Lin Guiyuan felt as if he heard a gasp.

"Master, are you there?" Lin Guiyuan called out tentatively, and then spoke with Zhongqing's signal.

"Hmm..." Sheng An's voice was trembling and flustered, and he answered, sounding with a sense of fragile beauty and unbearable discomfort, "W-what's the matter?"

Lin Guiyuan and Zhong Qing looked at each other, but they asked him first: "Master, are you... all right?"

"No... woo... It's okay." Sheng An replied in a panic, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Lin Guiyuan had a strange expression, and was silent for a moment: "I met that Taoist priest who wanted to kill me four years ago."

"Ah?!" Sheng An was startled and yelled, but it seemed that his taste had changed after listening to it.He took a few breaths in silence before saying with difficulty: "I, I see, I will go to your place tomorrow."

Zhong Qing wanted to ask him some more questions, but the phone was hung up in a hurry, which made him feel a little disappointed.

Zhong Qing glanced at Lin Guiyuan, with a embarrassed expression: "Your master... there must be something wrong."

Lin Guiyuan's expression became more exciting, he tentatively asked Zhong Qing: "What didn't you hear?"

Zhong Qing was asked with a blank face: "No..."

A rare smile appeared on the corner of Lin Guiyuan's lips, he lowered his head and coughed, his eyes were deep: "I'll let you experience it for yourself later."

He heard it halfway through the call.

There should be more than just Master over there, right?

In such a late night... the brother is in the master's room...

What's the matter?

Lin Guiyuan's mood picked up a bit, he still looked puzzled by love, and his smile deepened: "Let's rest."

Zhong Qing nodded, still worrying about the Taoist priest in her heart, until she was coaxed into a bed by Lin Guiyuan, she didn't realize that something was wrong.

"Why are you sleeping with me!" Zhong Qing glared at him, then chased him away: "You bring the quilt again."

"No." Lin Guiyuan resolutely refused: "We have this kind of relationship, why can't we sleep together?"

Zhong Qing blushed a bit, did not deny it, and said in a low voice: "Then...then you can't lie with me, and there is a camera."

Seeing that his attitude was loose, Lin Guiyuan hurriedly chased after him: "It's okay, there is nothing safe in the room. Director Rong is not the kind of director who tortures people."

Zhong Qing fell silent, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence from her throat: "Then, then don't, don't move around."

Although the two of them shared the bed before, they did not cover the same bed after all. They slept in such a close distance for the whole night, and Zhong Qing was afraid that he might not be able to help himself and do something.

But Lin Guiyuan was not in the right condition today, and he was really distressed, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Okay." Half of Lin Guiyuan's face was sunk in the soft pillow, his peach blossom eyes were only a short distance away from Zhong Qing, and he could smell his breath.

Zhong Qing swallowed silently.

The voice was so loud that Lin Guiyuan could even hear it, Zhong Qing was so ashamed that she wanted to get under the covers.

Lin Guiyuan pulled him back, rubbed his flushed face, and laughed at him: "Why are you ashamed?"

"No! I'm not ashamed!" Zhong Qing blushed, very unconvincing: "I'm not ashamed!"

Lin Guiyuan let out a muffled laugh and coaxed him: "All right, all right, you're not ashamed."

He stretched out one hand, wrapped around Zhong Qing's waist, and pulled him into his arms, kissed the top of his head lightly, and said, "Go to sleep."

Zhong Qing twisted in his arms a few times uncomfortably: "Hot, relax."

Lin Guiyuan wasn't hot at first, but after being twisted a few times by the person in his arms, he suddenly felt a little hot, and his throat felt dry.

He let go a little obediently, but his hand was still in a place that couldn't be touched casually.

The surroundings are full of each other's smells, and it's really easy to get distracted.

Zhong Qing stammered and said, "You, let go of your hands."

"Where did I put it?" Lin Guiyuan asked him maliciously, and even pinched him, playing hooligans very righteously.

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