As soon as Guan Heng opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a red earlobe. Her small and delicate earlobe was originally the color of white jade, but at this moment, there was a beautiful red glow coming from the depths of her earlobe. It was as if the rosy clouds had sunk into porcelain and been baked into the world's most exquisite and precious treasure.
Last night's scenes quickly rushed into his mind.
Guan Heng looked at Xie Ziyou, who was curled up in a corner and pretending to be asleep. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but slowly rise.
Not only did he not loosen his grip on Xie Ziyou's waist, he even quietly tightened his grip. He leaned over to Xie Ziyou's red ear and said in a low voice, "You, you were so passionate last night."
The young man had just Awakened, and his voice had a lazy magnetism that was rarely heard. His warm breath poured into Xie Ziyou's ear.
Xie Ziyou's entire nape was numb and itchy. He pursed his lips tightly and secretly spat at Guan Heng in his mind.
How shameless.
How could he say such nonsense with his eyes open?
Seeing that Xie Ziyou didn't respond, Guan Heng thought for a moment, then leaned over and said, "You, we slept in the same bed, so I'm yours."
"You have to be responsible for me."
How shameless!
Xie Ziyou couldn't keep up the act anymore.
He flung the quilt away and sat up. He glared at Lê Lê's red peach blossom eyes and said angrily, "We didn't do anything!"
Guan Heng looked innocent. "But we slept together …"
"Just chatting with each other under the quilt doesn't count!"
"How can it not count?" Guan Heng looked wronged. "We slept in the same bed, so we're a proper husband and wife …"
Xie Ziyou was speechless.
Who taught the protagonist these things? Was it his dissolute father?
"Do you think that men and women can have children if they sleep in the same bed under the same quilt?"
Guan Heng snickered in his heart.
But he deliberately pretended to be surprised and said blankly, "Isn't it?"
"Of course not!" Xie Ziyou was exasperated. She raised her eyebrows and pointed at Guan Heng as she explained in detail, "A proper husband and wife still have to do more intimate things. The sublimation of soul and flesh, the blending of water and milk …"
Xie Ziyou was stuck in the middle of his sentence.
Belatedly, he finally realized that something was wrong.
A thin layer of red flowed from the young man's blood-red ears to his cheeks, and quietly spread down to his neck. He pulled open his messy collar, and from half of his beautifully curved collarbone, it extended all the way down to his delicate body that was loosely wrapped in embroidered clothes.
Xie Ziyou was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to find a hole to hide in.
What was he saying to the main character!
On the other side, Guan Heng tried his best to hold back his laughter. He still put on a blank expression and blinked innocently. "And then? What is the sublimation of spirit and flesh? "
"It's, it's …" Xie Ziyou covered her burning cheeks and stammered, "It's … Aiya, why are you asking so many questions? Anyway, let's not count last night!"
"Oh, I see." Guan Heng lowered his eyes and looked a little disappointed.
But then he raised his head and said curiously, "You, you know a lot."
"Teach me, okay?"
Xie Ziyou was speechless.
It wasn't his fault!
It was the Internet's fault for exploding with information!
The atmosphere in the room was getting weirder and weirder. There seemed to be a pink smell floating in the air. Xie Ziyou couldn't face Guan Heng's clear eyes. He bit his lower lip and suddenly stood up.
"Teach my ass." Xie Ziyou turned her head. "It's getting late. You Qin will be here soon. Hurry up and get up."
"Don't be in such a hurry."
Guan Heng sat cross-legged on the ground. He grabbed Xie Ziyou's wide sleeve and shook it gently.
As the brocade white sleeves swayed, the silver cloud pattern at the corner of the sleeves was overflowing with color, revealing a slender and white wrist. The morning sun fell between the young man's fingers, reflecting the small and delicate fingertips to the point that they were almost transparent.
Xie Ziyou grabbed the lapel of her upper arm tightly and tried to pull her sleeve out of Guan Heng's palm.
He was so embarrassed that his eyes were filled with the hazy sunlight of the early morning. His head was swayed by the warm air in the room, and he accidentally used too much strength in his hands. He only saw the light blue Xuan Energy flash in the air, and the Flowing Cloud Brocade Robe let out an ear-piercing sound — —
The sleeve split from the middle and was torn into two pieces.
Xie Ziyou was speechless.
Guan Heng was also speechless.
The moment the sleeve was torn, the young man's heart suddenly trembled.
But in the next moment, he was dazzled by half a smooth forearm in front of him.
Xie Ziyou lived like a princess all year round. Her forearm was as delicate as ice and snow. Yingbai was delicate and beautiful. Light green blood flowed faintly under her porcelain-like skin. Her blood vessels were like green branches spreading on ice and snow. Under the Dawn, they proudly intertwined with each other, showing off an unparalleled sense of existence.
Guan Heng held half of the brocade sleeve in his hand. The smooth and soft texture of silk condensed at the tip of his fingers. It was immediately tempting.
Unexpectedly, he held the delicate hand in front of him and quietly planted a kiss on the back of the Fair Complexion's hand.
The burning sensation came again, spreading from the back of her hand to her forearm. Xie Ziyou bit her lower lip and resisted the urge to kick Guan Heng away.
But before he could say anything, the door suddenly opened with a bang.
"Hiss —"
Accompanied by a clear gasp, a white figure suddenly rushed into the room and slapped Guan Heng!
A biting cold sword energy suddenly appeared, drawing a clear white line in the air and shooting through the air!
The maid who broke in shouted with a sharp voice in disbelief.
"What are you doing to my lady!!!"
…
The morning light was faint, and the mist was dense.
Xianzhu, who had slept peacefully for the night, was awakened by the breeze. She shook off the cold dew on her body, and her slender leaves fluttered. The air was filled with the fresh fragrance of plants and trees. The light blue sky was as clear as water, like a pure ink painting.
"Bang!"
In a beautiful corner of the Central Academy, the closed door of a small courtyard was suddenly opened, and the black-haired young man was kicked out.
Before he landed, Kwan Heng-chi's long body turned abruptly, as light as a swallow, and landed steadily.
Looking back at the suddenly closed door of the small courtyard, Guan Heng shook his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He stretched out his hand and pointed his slender finger in the air.
A layer of translucent film suddenly appeared in the air, with faint electric light flowing, full of warning.
That was the array of Xie Ziyou's courtyard. It only recognized the aura left in the core array. If the owner didn't allow it, others couldn't pass through.
But Guan Heng wasn't just anyone.
After all, aura was a kind of Xuan Li. It was a more detailed differentiation based on the basic attributes of Xuan Li.
The aura of chaos was equivalent to "nothingness." In other words, it could be transformed into any kind of aura in the world. This was also why Guan Heng could leave the aura of "You" in the array of his courtyard without worrying that he couldn't enter the house.
Guan Heng closed his eyes slightly and focused his mind on his fingertips.
The morning light fell on the young man's slightly messy hair and swept across his chiseled facial features, casting a faint golden halo.
Beads of sweat slowly dripped from Guan Heng's forehead and rolled down his slightly open collar into his arms. The traces of water left a faint light on his healthy, wheat-colored skin.
In the air, the flow of electric current in the array gradually slowed down. Occasionally, electric arcs lit up with sparks and circled around Guan Heng hesitantly, not daring to confirm his identity.
The array was operating chaotically, and a clear crack appeared in the center.
The crack gradually expanded and gradually became a gap that could allow one person to pass through.
…
In the courtyard, Xie Ziyou rubbed her fingertips in distress and tried to explain to You Qin.
But You Qin had an uncooperative attitude. She pulled Xie Ziyou and said earnestly, "Miss, he's not suitable for you!"
Xie Ziyou frowned slightly. "Whether we're suitable or not, do you have the final say, or do I?"
You Qin was speechless for a moment. Her pretty eyebrows were tinged with a hint of sadness. She looked helplessly and helplessly at Xie Ziyou, and there was a hint of panic in her eyes.
She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Xie Ziyou interrupted her.
"Don't say such things in the future."
Xie Ziyou found that it was easier to give orders. Wasn't it just a matter of being caught in a relationship? It wasn't something embarrassing. What was there to be embarrassed about?
Why did he have to explain? It was a thankless task.
The young man pulled his collar together and pushed his messy long hair behind his back. He patted You Qin's shoulder and smiled at the confused maid.
"I don't care if he's suitable or not. Anyway, I've decided on him. Why aren't you congratulating me?"
All kinds of thoughts surged in You Qin's clear eyes. The maid subconsciously tightened her grip on the hem of her skirt, but she couldn't persuade her Miss. She could only bow slightly and whisper, "… Congratulations, Miss."
Although she forced others to congratulate her, Xie Ziyou was still very happy when she heard the congratulations. She had just fallen in love.
After casually sending You Qin away, Xie Ziyou hurried out of the courtyard to bring Guan Heng back.
However, he had just taken two steps when he heard a brisk call from behind him.
"You!"
Xie Ziyou turned around in surprise and saw Guan Heng sitting on the edge of the vermillion wall and black tiles. His slender legs swung in the air. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his smile was cheerful and carefree.
"How did you get in?"
Xie Ziyou was surprised, and her peach blossom eyes widened slightly.
"I'm simulating your aura."
Guan Heng blinked and raised his index finger. A small cyclone appeared on his fingertip.
At first, it was a dim gray, but as the cyclone spun rapidly, the blue sky and white clouds behind him seemed to be sucked into it. The edges of the gray gradually turned white, and finally transitioned to a clear icy blue like the sky.
A gentle breeze blew the hem of the young man's ink-colored short robe, revealing a moon-white short robe underneath. The narrow and tight sleeves wrapped tightly around his forearms. He was simple and capable, like a black swallow landing on the vermillion wall. He was light and agile, and there was a touch of blue ice and snow in his beak.
Xie Ziyou was deeply confused.
"Devour the Sky" had this kind of effect?
Even he didn't know about this.
Xie Ziyou couldn't help but ask, "How did you find out that Xuan Li can be used like this?"
The cyclone spinning on Guan Heng's fingertip suddenly stopped. The young man blinked, and his expression immediately became complicated and subtle.
Xie Ziyou had a strange premonition in his heart. "Don't tell me … you've been thinking about breaking into my house for a long time?"
"Uh … I haven't had time to use it yet …"
Guan Heng's voice became lower and lower, gradually fading into silence.
He looked at Xie Ziyou in the middle of the courtyard, whose face was gradually gloomy, and felt a little guilty.
"Look, you didn't lose anything, right?"
The young man hurriedly tried to salvage the situation. He racked his brains and subconsciously said, "If I didn't practice this technique, I wouldn't be standing here right now, and I wouldn't be able to hear the confession of 'you've decided on me' …"
"Who's confessing!"
The dazzling red sun leaped over the hillside, and the brilliant golden sunlight shone on the branches. The sparse shadows of the green bamboos slanted, and a koi fish leaped out of the pond not far away.
Having his thoughts suddenly exposed, Xie Ziyou, who was ashamed and indignant, was so angry that his cheeks turned red.
If the protagonist could use these little tricks to become stronger, he wouldn't have had such a hard time before!
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