After they drank the medicine and talked for a while, they went back to rest.

Duanmu Yawang didn't have enough rest, and couldn't help lying down to rest.

Gong Yulan didn't rush to practice, so he lay down with her. However, he was not sleepy, he put his arms around her and let her lie halfway on his chest, stroking her back with each stroke.

He has a broad chest and a good breath. It is even more comfortable if there is no movement for a while. Duanmu Yawang soon becomes sleepy, feeling like he is very awake, muttering and asking: "Are you sleepy?"

"not sleepy."

His voice is low and deep, very magnetic, and can soften the voice, Duanmu Yawang hears even more sleepy, "Going to practice?"

"not going."

"Not going?"

Duanmu Yawang became a little awake after hearing the words, opened her eyes, half-opened, "Are you not sleepy or practicing?"

"Isn't it good to be with you?"

"Of course it's good."

Duanmu Ya looked at her elbows on the bed, slightly propped up and looked at him, "Are you worried?"

"Why see?"

When he said that, he leaned over and kissed her. The touch was so good that he couldn't help digging deeper, with the tip of his tongue straight in, and hitting hers together. He didn't let go until both of them were panting.

Duanmuya looked at him with a reddened face, breathing slightly, "You don't usually waste time like this."

He usually does not practice cultivation or goes to work on other things. Although he will accompany her to sleep, she will continue to be busy after falling asleep, but today he said that he will not practice.

"Is it a waste of time to accompany you?"

Gong Yulan frowned and didn't like Duanmu Yawang's statement very much. He pursed his thin lips and squeezed her cheek, "You think so?"

"No no."

Duanmu Yawang quickly said: "Just, if you are not sleepy, you don't need to accompany me, I don't want to hinder you."

"will not."

Her existence has never been a hindrance.

He rejoiced in her existence.

"Are you really okay?" Duanmu Yawang still felt something wrong.

The one who answered her was Gong Yulan who kissed more intimately than before, and this time, after he left her lips, he slipped his chin, all the way down from his neck...

Duanmu Yawang felt dizzy and her mind was blank. When she woke up, her clothes had already faded, and Gong Yulan's beautiful face was buried in her...

An unspeakable touch came from her chest, and Duanmu Yawang could hardly exert any strength, but before he could push her back, suddenly his upper body heaved, he stopped moving, buried his face on her shoulders, breathing slightly.

The breath sprayed on her neck was like burning.

Duanmu Yawang felt something, and didn't even dare to move, so she waited quietly for him to calm down.

Time was flowing quietly, Duanmu Yawang felt his breath calmer, and stretched out his hand to push him: "Get up, you are so heavy."

"Heavy?"

Even though he said so, the motion of leaning on her remained unchanged, his body was smiling low, his hands wandering randomly, "But, it feels good this way."

This...feel?

Duanmu Yawang didn't react for a while. When he reacted, he only felt a tingling in his chest. He suddenly understood what he was feeling, and his face was red and white.

"Enough of you!"

Duanmu Ya looked unbearable, stretched out her hand and patted him on the back suddenly.

She was in a mess just now. She barely had an inch on her upper body. He was good, only the front was slightly open, the clothes were slightly messy, and the top robes were still good. It was... annoying!

She didn't hit it lightly, but how could he care about this little strength?

Laughing low in her ears, the sound was too good to hear. Duanmu Yawang felt soft and liked it. After all, he never said anything. When did he laugh again and again?

She sighed, put her arm around his neck, and kissed his thin lips.

His thin lips are so beautiful and he feels better to the touch. She felt that it was not enough after a kiss, and took a few more advantages, and then let it go after a few more gnaws.

After letting go, she saw him staring at herself deeply.

"What are you looking at? Only allow you to take advantage?"

Gong Yulan stared at her for a while without saying a word. After a while, his voice was dumb, "This kind of cheapness, you can continue to take it."

"..."

Duanmu Yawang was caught by the general and couldn't help biting his thin lips again. However, this time it seemed that his strength was a little bit stronger, his skin was broken a little, and a little bloodshot came out.

Her heart tightened: "Does it hurt?"

He shook his head, not knowing what he thought of, his thin lips twitched again.

"why are you laughing?"

He shook his head, but didn't say anything.

The less he said it, the more curious she was, "Go ahead, don't hide it!"

Gong Yulan squinted and looked at her deeply, "I'm just thinking about the lips, how should I answer when someone asks about it."

Duanmu Ya looked at it, her eyes widened.

Damn, she didn't expect this!

Of course, the most important thing is that he is a god, don't you know nothing, why do you think of this?

Seeing her wide-eyed and extremely agile face, Gong Yulan only felt that his heart was filled with something. It was soft, crisp and numb, and his voice was lower than ever: "Yawang, what do you think I should say? ?"

Duanmu Ya looked at the rain shoes and turned into anger, and pushed him, "Just say what you like!"

He is tall and slender. If he is not happy, she would push it as she wanted to. His body is almost motionless, and he still smiles in her ear: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

snort!

If he doesn't knock, he won't move, let alone a person who can't say a word, she doesn't believe that he will say this to people casually!

Gong Yulan saw through her thoughts at a glance, "Your eldest brother is here, I am willing to speak more."

"!!!"

Duanmuya had forgotten this. He was indeed respectful to Lan Chengche. However, thinking of another point, she squinted and then smiled: "Okay, tell my brother, if you let him know that you are bullying me. I'm cheap. If you don't talk about seeking justice, it will definitely damage your impression, and maybe even stop us at that time."

Gong Yulan stopped listening, and frowned, "Yes?"

"Can!"

Damn, you are a god, I don't believe that this thing can't cure you!

Gong Yulan pressed her lips, kissed her, and then obediently got off her body, gathered her clothes, and turned her arms around her, letting her sleep half-lying on him.

Seeing him like this, Duanmuya secretly smiled, burying her face in his shoulders and neck comfortably, and persuaded: "I'm asleep, it's not good for you to keep your eyes open, be good, close your eyes and sleep together. Bar."

"Um."

"Okay, stop talking and sleep."

"good."

Gong Yulan replied, closed his eyes, and the two fell asleep together.