The return of petitions

The days of mass graves are like heaven for Xue Yang. There is no one from the Jiang family to carve up Wei Wuxian with him, and there is no one from the family to disturb. Although there are members of the Wen family, they never interfere with Wei and Xue. , only live and work quietly in his own residence.Wei Wuxian and Xue Yang lived in Fumo Cave. It was like a paradise that made Xue Yang forget about it. He pestered Wei Wuxian every day to laugh and play or study new spells.

On this day, the potatoes, radishes and other things planted in the mass grave finally yielded a little harvest, Wei Wuxian asked Wen Ning to pack the excess into bags and go down the mountain to sell it for money.Xue Yang followed him around the town when he had nothing to do. Seeing the lively crowd in front of him, he couldn't help walking over curiously.

It turned out that there were actually two or three people in the circle of people vying for the identity of "Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian" as a major disciple.

The man said: "I am the eldest disciple of Wei Wuxian, the patriarch of Yiling. You see, these talismans in my hand are all drawn by my master himself."

The man said: "Go away, don't use my master's name as an old man to deceive you here. My master Yiling patriarch Wei Wuxian only has me as a big disciple, when will it be your turn?"

Another person also immediately said: "You two are liars, Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian never easily accepts disciples, what are you, you are worthy of calling my master's name?"

Several people scrambled to show that they were the direct disciples of the Yiling Patriarch, and after a long time of arguing, they started shoving each other, and the scene became chaotic, Xue Yang smiled and bent over.

Wei Wuxian never needed a talisman to draw talismans, he was also an "old man", he dared to yell without seeing a real person, and dragged a boy of eighteen or nineteen directly into the dusk for no reason, it was ridiculous to the extreme.

Just when he felt it was interesting, he heard the people watching the excitement gossiping: "This Yiling patriarch Wei Wuxian really has a lot of disciples, and a few of them will come out in twos and a half who claim to be his big disciples."

"I don't think the ancestor of Yiling confiscated any disciples," replied another person who saw the joke, "I heard that he only has one Taoist companion, what does his name seem to be...Xue Yang, other than that, he didn't hear anything else. close ones."

"I've never heard of it." The person who spoke first shook his head and said, "However, to be a Taoist companion of the ancestor of Yiling must have extraordinary abilities."

"No matter what your abilities are, just being the 'Taoist Companion of Yiling Patriarch' is enough." Someone interjected.

Xue Yang pricked up his ears and listened to their conversation for a long time, and he was very happy to see that these locals who had lived in Yiling for a long time talked about Wei Wuxian in a tone of amazement rather than sarcasm.

Although these people can't even pronounce their own names, they don't feel angry, but they are very proud and proud of the status of "the Taoist partner of Yiling Patriarch Wei Wuxian", and the complacent look on their faces cannot be concealed. .

This happiness lasted until after returning to the mass grave, with a smile on his face and joy all over his body.

"What's the matter?" Wei WuXian pulled him into the Fumo Cave, wondering, "You've been so happy all day, what's the matter?"

Xue Yang's bright eyes shone with dazzling starlight, and he smiled brightly and said, "The people outside gave you a nickname, 'Yiling Patriarch', saying that I am the Taoist companion of Yiling Patriarch."

Wei WuXian was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a long time to realize his joy, and said with a smile, "You are so happy because they said you are my Taoist companion?"

"Should I not be happy?" Xue Yang asked.

Wei WuXian went to the stone bed and sat down, patted the seat beside him as a gesture, and waited for Xue Yang to come and sit next to each other, and then said, "You should be happy, but isn't it too late for you to be emotional?" Xue Yang Becoming his Taoist partner is not a matter of these two days, why haven't I seen him so happy before?

"It's really different when you say it from someone else's mouth." Xue Yang turned around and lay on Wei Wuxian's back, and said with a smile: "All those mediocre people at the foot of the mountain are vying to be the first disciple of Yiling Patriarch, but I am Yiling. Patriarch Ling's Taoist companion." I couldn't hold back my smile as I said that, "Patriarch Yiling, whom they all want, belongs to me, Xue Yang!"

Wei Wuxian reached out and flicked his forehead lightly, and laughed: "What do they know, what they value is only 'Yiling Patriarch', not 'Wei Wuxian'."

Xue Yang didn't play this language game with him, touched the soft flesh on his earlobe and said, "It's fine, it's mine anyway." After a pause, he asked again: "Do you still remember this place?"

Knowing that he was asking about this cave and this stone bed, Wei Wuxian nodded with a smile, "Of course I remember."

Xue Yang hugged Wei Wuxian's waist and pushed hard, and the two of them rolled down on the bed together, fearing that he would be hit by a hard stone, and put his hand behind his head deliberately, but pressed him under him, his eyes widened. Guang Yi said brightly: "This can be regarded as a place for us to make love."

The scorching breath spread from the place where the two of them touched, and the surrounding area gradually heated up. Wei Wuxian's eyes slowly settled with a deep darkness. He stretched out his hand to stroke Xue Yang's waist, and said in a slightly dull voice, "En, indeed. in this way."

Xue Yang lowered his head slowly, the tip of his nose was very close to Wei Wuxian, and when he exhaled with hot breath, he lightly touched his face, Wei Wuxian felt as if his whole body was going to be set on fire, never felt cold At this moment, his body felt like being soaked in boiling water, it was so hot that his heartbeat was unsteady.

Xue Yang rubbed Wei Wuxian's nose affectionately, stretched out his hand to untie his waist, and muttered to himself, "Wei Wuxian, why do I like you so much...I like you so much that I want to hide you from anyone to see , and I want the world to know that such a good Wei Wuxian belongs to me, Xue Yang..."

A confession was like opening the floodgates in Wei Wuxian's heart, and the thick and affectionate sea surged out like a rising tide, his breath was sharp and rapid, and he couldn't help closing his eyes and sighing softly: "Xue Yang, I really can't bear it anymore... ..."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Xue Yang's messy clothes, he hugged the man and suddenly turned over to hold him down, bowed his head and kissed him.

The kiss came too suddenly, Xue Yang, who was still in astonishment, could only bear it passively, letting Wei Wuxian vent on his lips, as if he wanted to show all his affection without reservation.

The kiss was menacing, and Wei Wuxian, who had endured it to the extreme, entangled Xue Yang's lips and tongue, while reaching out to tear off his waist seal forcefully, and poked his fingers along the robe.

"Wait, wait," regained his senses, Xue Yang quickly grabbed the troubled hand in his clothes, struggled to move his lips, and said, "Why am I underneath?"

Wei WuXian paused, looked up at Xue Yang, his eyes were bloodshot due to forced restraint, tried his best to suppress the violent panting from his chest, and forced himself to speak: "Xue Yang..."

"You..." Xue Yang showed hesitation.He also felt uncomfortable. Seeing Wei Wuxian's expression, he naturally knew that the other party was on the right track, but he was still unwilling to compromise on this, so he stretched out his hand to push him: "I don't want to be suppressed."

Wei Wuxian took Xue Yang's hand and kissed it gently, his body clinging to him lightly rubbed against him, his soliciting voice fell on his ear with scorching warmth: "Xue Yang..."

The two were so close that Wei Wuxian could clearly feel the changes in Xue Yang's body as soon as he moved, and he also knew that this had really been endured to the extreme - but even so, he still respected Xue Yang's meaning.

Slowly withdrawing the pushing hand, Xue Yang closed his eyes hard and said, "Just this time." After speaking, he turned his head and relaxed his body.

Wei Wuxian was really moved by Xue Yang's concession, but at this moment he really couldn't say anything more, he lowered his head to kiss and threw his robe to the ground at the same time.

The night was long and remote.Xue Yang has never felt that the night can be so difficult. He has been floating on the sea like a small boat for a long time. Seeing that most of the night has passed and the sky is about to light up, his body is so tired and hot that it almost melts, but Wei Wuxian still does not Ken stop.

Beads of sweat slid down from Wei Wuxian's forehead, dripped at the corners of Xue Yang's eyes, and flowed into his hair, making Xue Yang mistakenly think that he was crying.

He really wanted to cry, but no matter what, he couldn't shed tears, not to mention crying because of such a thing, it was really embarrassing.

Xue Yang couldn't help pleading softly, his voice that lasted all night was a bit hoarse, and full of softness that showed weakness: "Wei Wuxian, please stop, Axian..." In the blur of his mind, an inexplicable but familiar voice From the bottom of his heart, he suddenly jumped up, causing Xue Yang to unconsciously shout: "Aying...Aying..."

When Wei Wuxian heard him calling himself "Aying", the sudden strange feeling overwhelmed his body and mind instantly, his heartbeat accelerated rapidly, and it ended in Xue Yang's unbearable trembling.

"A Yang, call me by my name again..." Wei WuXian held Xue Yang's face and called out, but he was so tired that he fell asleep.

Wei Wuxian also had no choice but to be unable to stop as if possessed by a demon. He didn't know that it was because he had practiced the ghost way that he needed more than ordinary people. He only saw the marks all over Xue Yang's body, so he felt pity and regret.

After Wei Wuxian wiped Xue Yang's body carefully, the sky was already bright.

Wei WuXian put down the cloth towel to remove the restriction on the entrance of the cave and went out. Not far away, the people of the Wen family were orderly setting up breakfast. Seeing him coming, they greeted him with smiles, "Morning, Mr. Wei." Looking behind him, he asked: "Why don't you see Mr. Xue?"

"He's not feeling well, and he's still asleep," Wei Wuxian replied with a smile, without any abnormal expression on his face: "I won't call him."

"But you've got a cold?" Uncle Yu said with concern: "The weather has turned a lot cooler recently, but you have to take care of your health and don't make your condition worse. Do you want to go down the mountain and invite a doctor to come over and show Mr. Xue?"

"That's not necessary," Wei WuXian said, "Let him sleep a little longer and he'll be fine."

"Then this meal?"

"I'll bring it in for him." Wei Wuxian took the bowl, seeing that it was filled with dishes selected according to Xue Yang's preferences, he said with a smile, "Thank you."

"Young Master Wei, you are being polite." Uncle Yu waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and take care of Young Master Xue, the sick are more important."

Wei Wuxian nodded, turned around and went in with his breakfast in hand.

Putting the bowl on the stone table, he walked to the side of the bed and sat down. Seeing that Xue Yang was in a deep sleep, with red marks on his neck not covered by his thin clothes, Wei Wuxian leaned over and touched his face lightly, with a hint of a smile on his lips. Rubbing at the corner of his mouth like nothing, she said with utmost tenderness: "I am... I like you so much, I like you so much that I want to hide you, and I won't leave you for a moment..."