The Protagonist Just Wants To Falling In Love - Chap 922
“Master.” The culprit came to his courtyard and stood in the corridor smiling at him.
Ling Yugeng: “Back.”
”Yes.” Chu Shun quickly ran to him and wiped the water from his face with a handkerchief.
The rain suddenly stopped.
Chu Shun raised his head and realized that it wasn’t the rain that had stopped, but the man holding an oil-paper umbrella.
”What are you doing here? It’s raining, you’ve been soaked in the rain, and it’s time to catch a cold.” Ling Yugeng said.
Chu Shun lowered his head and folded the handkerchief in his hand: “I haven’t seen Master for a few days.”
”Let’s go.” Ling Yugeng didn’t say any more.
He was already wet, so he felt it didn’t matter, and moved the umbrella towards Chu Shun to cover him. Chu Shun took a step closer to him, and the umbrella surface shook a little.
”I heard from the elders that Master has been meditating in Hanquan these days, but he is not feeling well?”
”Cultivation.” Ling Yugeng changed the topic and asked him how he was doing during this period of time away from home.
”Not bad, the task is not difficult.” Chu Shun said, “I brought wine back. Tonight is mid-autumn. Master, would you like to have a drink with me? Master and I will have a good talk.”
Chu Shun’s blackening value has always been It is very stable, neither rising nor falling, and is currently maintaining at 32%.
The rain stopped at night, the moon emerged from behind the clouds, the full moon hung in the sky, and there was a constant sound of insects outside.
The two of them sat opposite each other in the courtyard. There was a stack of moon balls on the stone table. Ling Yugeng took a piece and took a bite.
”How?” Chu Shun asked.
Ling Yugeng: “Yes, your craftsmanship has improved again.”
”How does Master know that this is what I made?”
Ling Yugeng chuckled: “Disciples of the Hehuan Sect cannot make mooncakes with this taste.”
The man’s lips were thin The horns were raised, and the cold face suddenly became more colorful.
Chu Shun stared at him blankly.
”Why are you staring at me like this?” Ling Yugeng took a sip from the wine glass, relaxed, and spoke in a more relaxed tone, “Don’t be fascinated and lose your soul.”
Chu Shun: “Master, are you in a good mood today?”
”Why?”
”You smiled.”
”…Really?” Ling Yugeng raised his hand and touched the corners of his lips. Before his smile dissipated, he put down his glass, “Tell me about what happened in the past half month. ”
It’s a long story…”
Ling Yugeng drank while listening to Chu Shun’s words. His wine glass was empty, so Chu Shun refilled it for him. Before he knew it, three bottles of wine were finished.
The moon climbed into the sky.
Ling Yugeng lowered his eyebrows, showing a bit of tenderness, and the color on his lips became brighter, as if rouge was smeared on plain white rice paper. Chu Shun suddenly became quiet. He turned his head and looked over, and saw Chu Shun Tuo Ji is also looking at him, just like “Chu Shun” in his void realm.
Most of the time, he looked at him so quietly.
It was hard to tell the difference for a while.
”Master… did you miss me?” he asked.
Ling Yugeng raised his hand, and wrapped his fingertips around a strand of black hair that fell on his shoulder, wrapping it twice around his fingertips. Chu Shun turned his head, and Ling Yugeng’s fingertips touched his cheek.
”What answer do you want to hear?” Ling Yugeng asked.
Chu Shun: “The answer in Master’s heart.”
Ling Yugeng put his fingertips against Chu Shun’s chin and raised his face, “Chu Shun.”
”Huh?”
”You are so good-looking.”
Chu Shun: “… …”
Ling Yugeng pressed his lips with his fingertips, “It looks good here.”
He moved his fingers across his face again. Chu Shun closed his eyes, and his eyelids were tapped twice by a slightly cool touch, “It looks good here, too.” ”
Under the moonlight, the young man’s face seemed even more charming.
Chu Shun realized that Ling Yugeng was drunk.
When he is drunk, he likes to touch him.
He also showed his love for him, but it was more like an elder’s love for a younger generation. God looked at the love of his people, and Ling Yugeng rarely got drunk.
Monks can use their spiritual power to resolve the intoxication caused by alcohol.
This assumes that the person is still awake.
Chu Shun lowered his eyes, stood up and held Ling Yugeng’s arm, “Master, let me take you back to the house.” His waist
suddenly sank, Chu Shun’s body was suspended in the air, and he sat on the table. His lips were slightly opened and he looked at Ling Yugeng. .
”Go back to the house? What do you want to do when you go back to the house?” Ling Yugeng clasped his chin and raised his head, “My good disciple, what are you trying to do now?” “Master
…” Chu Shun looked at Ling Yugeng in astonishment.
Ling Yugeng lowered his head, resting his forehead on his, looking at him intently with a pair of eyes, as if the abyss was about to suck away the soul of a person. Chu Shun, who felt that he was in danger and out of control, involuntarily leaned back and was held by the man’s hand. Hold the spoon on the back of your head.
Chu Shunfeng’s eyes widened at the warm touch on her lips, and she froze there, unable to move.
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the cool breeze blowing in the courtyard. The red lanterns hanging in the courtyard swayed, making people’s faces blush. Chu Shun’s hand rested on Ling Yugeng’s shoulder, and the soft touch on his lips brought a touch of light. The smell of wine.
If the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk.
A hazy expression appeared on his face, and the gap between his lips was pried open by the hot and moist tongue. He opened his mouth obediently. Ling Yugeng pressed forward, and his body leaned back again, and his back shoulders were pressed.
The thin and slender hands clasped his shoulders very tightly, sinking into the clothes, leaving wrinkles, unintentionally revealing the man’s desire for control, Chu Shun’s thoughts were like a ball of threads tangled randomly. Together, they became a knot.
The upper jaw was swept, his breath hitched, and his whole body trembled.
Ling Yugeng’s eyes were half-closed, and his snow-like brows had lost the indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away. He seemed to be seriously kissing the person whose body softened in his arms, eroding his reason step by step.
