This Venerable One Really Didn’t Abandon My Familiar

    If it was changed to the past, Feng Ci probably kicked Pei Qianyue with one kick.

    But now, he is a little hesitant.

    The kiss the day before was terrifyingly clear, it was clearly such an offensive move, but Feng Ci was not at all disgusted.

    Instead of disgusting, but... a little like it.

    Mortals indulge in sensuality and indulge in lust.

    Pei Qianyue is always casual and always likes to stick to wind words, and all kinds of actions are not willing or not. But at this time, he became a second gentleman, holding Feng Ci's face and taking no further action, as if he was really waiting for Feng Ci's answer.

     Makes the word a bit irritating.

    This **** wants to hear what he has to say? Said he wanted to try?

    Speak out.

    He wants face.

    "What nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Ci slapped Pei Qianyue away, and said with a stern face, "I'll cut you down again."

    After Feng Ci said this, she turned and walked away, leaving Pei Qianyue still standing there.

    He lifted up, put his fingertips on his lips, and sipped lightly, tasting a little sweetness of berry juice.

    Pei Qianyue laughed again and said in a low voice, "Obviously I really want to."

    ***

    Although Feng Ci said that it was okay to stay in this illusion, but after a while, neither of them gave up looking for a way out.

    But they searched the entire Lingwu Mountain fantasy area several times, but they still found nothing.

    After breaking the mirror again to no avail, Feng Ci and Pei Qianyue returned to the cave.

    Before returning, the two went to the forest to pick up some branches and dry wood.

    Both of them have spiritual power to protect their bodies, they do not need food to feed their stomachs, nor do they need to make a fire to keep warm. But there is no time passing in this illusion, and it is easy to lose the concept of time after staying for a long time. Light a bonfire, and by observing the degree of burning of the flame, you can easily judge how much time has passed.

    Pei Qianyue set up firewood in the open space, cast a spell to light it, and heard strange hoarse sounds in the distance.

    Feng Ci sat on the treetop in front of the cave, grabbed a leaf, and tried to blow.

    The young man leaned back against the tree trunk, one leg hung naturally, the breeze lifted his hair, and the plain white clothes shone in the moonlight.

    This is supposed to be a very beautiful picture, but unfortunately Feng Ci only cares about competing with the leaves in him.

    The days in the illusion are really as boring as Pei Qianyue said, so when he is not looking for the way to break the mirror, Pei Qianyue finds some fun from time to time to play with Feng Ci.

    For example, teach him to play a tune with leaves.

    It's strange to say, this is a clear and simple action that Pei Qianyue does, but it can't be done well when it falls into the wind. He tried for a while, but the leaves made only a dull, overwhelmed sound.

    It even sounds a little funny.

    The treetops sank, and Pei Qianyue sat next to him.

    Pei Qianyue stretched out the leaves in the wind, flattened them carefully, and put his lips on the place where he blew.

    The melody poured out.

    Pei Qianyue was attentive when he was playing the tune. He sat sideways on the treetop, and the silhouette was even deeper in the moonlight.

    Feng Ci looked at him, suddenly a little confused.

    In short, since Pei Qianyue said that in front of him that day, Feng Ci always thinks of things that should not be thought, especially when the two are alone like this, more It was out of control.

    And as the time they were trapped increased, this emotion became more and more difficult to control.

    Even if this person doesn't do anything, just sitting quietly beside him can make him feel unbearable.

     Qianqiu Shengzun has lived for such a long time, and it is the first time that he finds that his concentration is so poor.

    After a while, the music suddenly stopped.

    "People." Pei Qianyue whispered to him.

    Feng Ci suddenly came back to her senses, "What's wrong?"

    Pei Qianyue put the leaves and sighed lowly: "If you don't want to, let's do this again."

    Feng Cishuang understood what he was referring to.

    —look at him like that again.

    Even Fengci sensed that the atmosphere of the two was wrong, and Pei Qianyue could not remain indifferent.

    He will only be more impatient than wind words.

    After knowing that the other party was not feeling well, Feng Ci was relieved.

    He laughed, instead of avoiding, he leaned forward slightly: "What do you mean, what do you want from me?"

    Pei Qianyue's breathing suddenly became chaotic.

    Feng Ci's smile became more and more arrogant.

    Feng Ci's face changed.

    The fragile treetop finally couldn't bear the weight of the two and broke. With a flash of lightning, Pei Qianyue pulled Feng Ci into his arms, and the two fell to the ground.

    Pei Qianyue groaned under the pressure of the wind.

    It hurts so much?

    Feng Ci thought of it, and heard Pei Qianyue's low voice: "...You move around."

    The voice even sounded like gnashing of teeth.

    Fengci blinked suspiciously, and then she felt her thighs were touching somewhere. He tried to move his legs a little, and then listened to Pei Qianyue inhaling lightly.

    If you bumped into there just now...it hurts.

    However, he doesn't quite understand, they just played a tune, why can they play that thing so energetically.

    "...Can't afford it?" Pei Qianyue spoke again.

    Feng Ci looked at him innocently: "You made me mess around."

    Pei Qianyue's expression suddenly became more indescribable.

    Wind speech: "Pfft hahaha..."

     Reason tells him that he shouldn't gloat, but Pei Qianyue's expression at the moment is really interesting. The more Feng Ci looked at it, the more amusing he felt, and he was lying on Pei Qianyue laughing non-stop until his entire shoulders were shaking.

    Pei Qianyue was finally forced into it by him, and pulled his arm around Feng Ci's waist hard.

    The position of the two changed instantly, and the laughter of Feng Ci was blocked by Pei Qianyue arrogantly.

    Pei Qianyue's kiss was still strong, with a bit of ruthlessness to tear him apart, but the difference was that it didn't take long before Fengci suddenly smelled a strong sweetness aroma.

    He had smelled it before.

    It is an aphrodisiac that snakes secrete before mating.

    When Pei Qianyue was poisoned in Wuya Valley and almost offended the wind, he used this thing.

    Feng Ci suddenly tilted her head and avoided Pei Qianyue's kiss.

    He was a little short of breath, gasped twice, and said with a smile: "Your little tricks are useless to me."

      But he has lived for thousands of years now, and these things are useless to him.

    "Really?" Pei Qianyue kissed Qin Fengci's side neck, and the aroma suddenly became more intense.

    The two are now lying not far from the fire, and the raging flames reflect the embrace of the two, making the surrounding temperature even hotter.

    Pei Qianyue was patient at the moment.

    He slowed down, even kissing with a gentle touch.

    The words just now are not nonsense.

      Being treated so tenderly by Pei Qianyue, but it's harder than ever, and it's even more uncomfortable than before.

    "It's done." Feng Ci pushed his shoulders and frowned, "I'm not coming."

    Pei Qianyue held him and kissed him in the palm of his hand: "It seems that people didn't lie to me."

    "Who lied to you." Feng Cijing was completely lost interest in the feeling that it was not worth it, and just wanted to soak in cold spring water to wake up, "Hurry up and let go—"

    Before he finished speaking, Pei Qianyue held him down again.

    "I was thinking..." Pei Qianyue sighed and said in a low voice, "It seems that I can only take it slowly."

    Feng Ci didn't understand how slow he was, but he was completely blocked by Pei Qianyue's action.

    He bowed his head, and replaced the servant with his lips.

    Fengci's breathing stagnated, and she couldn't help letting out a low gasp.

    "Pei... Pei Qianyue!"

    Feng Ci had never had such an experience in his life. He wanted to push people away, but the latter grabbed his wrist and pressed him tightly into the grass.

    The bonfire next to it was still beating, and the firewood was crackling and cracking, covering up all the ambiguous sounds.

    …

    …

    Like a gentle stream of water constantly scouring the nerves, I don't know how long it took before Feng Cihun relaxed. He fell on the grass, his chest rising and falling, his front blurred.

    After a while, a slightly cool body came over and hugged him: "...it's sour."

    His voice was a little hoarse, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot.

    But I have to say, it is really comfortable.

    Being served on this matter is extremely stimulating both physically and psychologically. Feng Ci enjoyed the feeling of being pleased, and rubbed it at the opponent's throat: "Does it still hurt?"

    "It hurts." Pei Qianyue's voice softened immediately.

    No one can compare to Pei Qianyue when it comes to selling miserable and sympathetic people.

    The dignified Langfeng City was almost changed back to its original shape when the Xianmeng rebelled, and she didn't cry out in pain, but now it's fragile.

    Sure enough, just after screaming pain, I came over and wanted to kiss him.

    "Go away..." Feng Ci tilted his head to avoid it, his voice was hoarse, "I told you not to swallow... I won't give you a kiss."

    This is disgusting even my own things.

    Pei Qianyue smiled lowly, Yiyan didn't kiss him again, just rubbed his neck: "Keren obviously likes it very much."

    Feng Ci was too lazy to pay attention to him.

    Pei Qianyue was obviously not fully happy, and after hugging him for a while, he began to be dishonest again.

    Feng Ci quickly grabbed his wrist and begged for mercy: "Come again, let me adapt to one, I really can't..."

    Pei Qianyue paused and whispered, "That time?"

    Wind speech: "Well, time, time."

    Pei Qianyue continued to talk to him about the conditions: "Everyone has to listen to me."

    After the dryness and heat of the body subsided, the sleepiness also swept up. Feng Ci was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He didn't hear what Pei Qianyue was saying at all, and only vaguely said, "I listen to you, I listen to you."

    Pei Qianyue was satisfied, and no longer moved around with Feng Ci in his arms.