Aoyama sees me as I should

Ji Qingbai remembered the matter of Wang Chuanling for some reason, and when he saw Nan Wu a few times later, he couldn't help but look at each other's hands and feet, not sure if he was wearing them.

The number of times was too many, and Nanwu naturally discovered it.

Finally one day, when the two were drinking tea and Ji Qingbai couldn't help but look at his ankle again, Nan Wu laughed.

"I'm not wearing it now." He showed a small leg and stretched it out in front of Ji Qingbai, "Mr. Qingbai, don't worry."

It was not awkward for Ji Qingbai to be exposed, he frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking: "Why does the master wear such a magic weapon?"

Nan Wu: "Naturally, it is for the sake of the clarity of the Lingtai, and not to have delusional thoughts."

Ji Qingbai asked again: "Master, have you ever had delusional thoughts?"

Nan Wu smiled and turned to look at him: "I have many delusional thoughts."

Ji Qingbai had no choice but to say: "Everyone will have delusional thoughts, master doesn't have to be so demanding on himself."

Nan Wu lowered his eyebrows, he neither agreed nor refuted, and after a while, Ji Qingbai heard him say: "There are three views in the world."

Ji Qingbai looked at him in confusion.

Nan Wu continued: "See the world, see all living beings, and see yourself."

Ji Qingbai thought for a while and said, "Master must have seen them all."

Nan Wu shook his head: "I have indeed seen the world and all living beings, but I have never seen myself."

Ji Qingbai didn't understand what he meant: "Then what did the master see?"

Nan Wu's eyes fell on Ji Qingbai's face, like a flower petal, he said: "I have seen a green mountain for thousands of years, and I think it is very charming. I don't know how that green mountain should see me?"

In Ji Qingbai's view, it is not difficult for Wuxiu to ascend through the mirror. Even if he had wasted some cultivation in the years before, as long as he spends time making up for it, he will be able to ascend after a hundred years without any accidents.

But there are not many like Nanwu.

After meeting Wang Chuanling that day, Ji Qingbai faintly felt that the other party must have someone in his heart, deeply rooted in love, that blocked his chance to ascend.

But when it was really confirmed that there was such a person, Ji Qingbai's mood was different.

It's rare for Nan Wu not to fall into his dream in the past few days, and Ji Qingbai was not used to it for a while after waking up.

After all, people who I could see day and night before suddenly can't see them, and I will always feel a little lost.

They lived a little carefree for a while. In the winter, Juefeng was inaccessible, and the snow was rolling. Changsheng and Minghuan didn't go to the morning class every day. They slept until the sun was three poles. .

Ji Qingbai didn't care about the two little ones either, after all, a mortal and a holy demon, the former has no roots, and the latter shouldn't practice Taoism, as long as they don't do bad things, they are allowed to go.

Nan Wu would still come to Obscure Moon Hall to stay for a few hours during the day.

Ji Qingbai is often meditating, but he is not completely focused on it. After all, whenever Nan Wu comes, he has a strong sense of presence.

Since no suitable servant was found, Ji Qingbai was still doing the serving of tea and water himself. From drinking tea to discussing Taoism, the two of them occasionally played against each other a few times, and somehow they developed some tacit understanding.

Ever since the restriction was lifted, Ming Huan's hostility towards Nan Wu has not been as serious as before. At least at this stage, the two are still living in peace and not offending each other.

Ji Qingbai's reaction to this kind of interpersonal relationship is really a bit slow, if it weren't for Changsheng's skillful handling, he would probably be able to make a lot of jokes.

On winter nights, Nanwu sometimes brings wine.

With a glass of turbid wine, Ji Qingbai sat by the fire, holding the wine cup to warm his hands.

Nan Wu sat next to him, with a fairy air, his sleeves and robes were filled with snow, and the smell of wine wafted in the night, falling into a dream.

People who practice Taoism don't get drunk easily, and Ji Qingbai is only slightly drunk after drinking a few more drinks.

He looked at Nan Wu, somehow, suddenly said: "I haven't seen the master in my dream for a long time."

Nan Wu paused for a moment to drink, and seemed to find it a little funny, and asked back: "Do you want to dream of me?"

Ji Qingbai shook his head, nodded again, finally stopped there, and slowly frowned: "I didn't think about it when I could dream it before, but now I think about it a little bit."

Nan Wu laughed loudly, he leaned closer to Ji Qingbai, and the scent of wine lingered on his lips: "Then do you want the me in the dream, or the me now?"

Ji Qingbai didn't know how he answered, he drank a lot of wine afterwards, and finally fell on Nan Wu's body in an offensive manner.

The other party pushed him several times but failed to push him away, and finally hugged him on his lap seemingly helplessly.

Ji Qingbai vaguely saw the Wangchuan bell on Nanwu's ankle again.

He struggled suddenly, unwilling to lie down.

Nan Wu sighed: "Be good."

Ji Qingbai opened his eyes, he suddenly stretched out his hand, put it against Nan Wu's heart, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Nan Wu was stunned for a while, pursed his lips, and squeezed Ji Qingbai's hand tightly.

"Be more obedient." He said with a smile, "I don't feel so much pain."

Ji Qingbai didn't know that he was obedient, but he only remembered that in the second half of the journey he was told by Nan Wubao to the court, he undressed, and she lay naked on the bed.

All this happened so fast, Ji Qingbai always felt that something was wrong.

"I didn't mean that..." He refused for a while, but it seemed that because he had drunk too much, his strength was not too strong, and he was quite willing to refuse.

Nan Wu took off his bun, and pressed her condescendingly, with no emotion on his face, and no other lust: "Go to sleep." He said.

Ji Qingbai closed his eyes, opened them again, and said stubbornly, "Take off the bell."

Nan Wu probably suddenly became angry, he straightened up, and said coldly: "If I take off the bell, you don't have to sleep.

Ji Qingbai didn't speak, Nanwu thought that he finally stopped making trouble, but the other party made a sudden move and pulled the bell from his ankle directly.

"I'll pick it for you." Ji Qingbai hiccupped, holding the bell in his hand, and even smiled, "It's not coming down now.

Nan Wu took a deep breath.

The veins on his forehead twitched a few times, and he couldn't hold it any longer, he stretched out his hand and pulled Ji Qingbo in front of him, before the other could react, he bit his mouth fiercely and viciously.

In the past, he devoted himself to cultivating Taoism and ascending to the top, Ji Qingbai had never been close to a woman, let alone kissing someone skin to skin, this kiss, apart from being painful, was also considered to be pretty sweet, which made him lose his sense of proportion.

It was not enough for Nan Wu to just kiss him, Ji Qingbai had already cleaned it up anyway, he could touch wherever he wanted, and when he touched the sensitive place, Ji Qingbai finally couldn't help moaning softly.

The bell fell to the ground with a crisp sound, but no one paid attention to it.

Desires are like fire, burning so that not a single blade of grass grows, and everything turns to ashes.

When Ji Qingbai was being held by Nan Wu, he was still thinking about the sentence he said at the beginning, "I don't mean that". The more he thought about it, the more he felt a little embarrassed, until he was invaded later, and he didn't understand how it would develop to this point.

Wuxiu doesn't necessarily want to abstain from sex and desire, but Ji Qingbai has been tempted to endure for so many years, but he still has sex after drinking, and his lust makes his mind faint.

Ji Qingbai didn't quite understand if he was in love, but when he thought that Nan Wu already had someone in his heart, he was still very unwilling.

When the luan fell between the phoenixes, Nan Wu pressed him under him, entangled him to death.

Ji Qingbai spread his legs and wrapped his arms around the opponent's waist, his desire was overwhelming, he couldn't help biting his ears, wondering who Nan Wu had in mind.

Nan Wu didn't know if he heard it clearly, he laughed in a low voice for a long time, and then fucked harder.

In the end, Ji Qingbai, who was unable to ask anything, was so angry that he shed tears.

Nan Wubian coaxed him, sucking kisses to wipe away the tears, and laughed for a long time, but the movements below him were ruthless.

Ji Qingbai cried even harder.

I don't know when I was knocked out in the end.