Shuozong: "What's wrong with me?"
Wei Xi didn't know how to explain it, so he could only stretch his body lazily, bury his head in the pillow and make a low hum.
Seeing that he looked very uncomfortable, Shuozong became worried, and even put aside his anger and wanted to step forward to check.
The next second, Wei Xi opened the quilt as if she couldn't bear it, revealing her own thin, white legs.
Shuozong: "" Wei Xi hugged the quilt and shivered, but still couldn't figure out what to do: "I don't feel comfortable."
Shuozong was so angry that he pulled the quilt over him and said, "Bear it."
The disciple seemed to be in a bad mood, but Wei Xi didn't expect to get help.
Hearing these words, he could only endure it and let out a small groan in discomfort.
His voice was high and low at times, very different from when he usually spoke.
It was like a ball of lingering toffee, mixed with a moist nasal voice, so ambiguous that it could almost drip.
The temperature in the room was so high that it was almost burning, and every air molecule in the darkness was stirring restlessly.
Shuozong glanced at him and turned away, but he couldn't cut off his ears.
He slept on the inside, staring at the transparent bathroom stall in front of him, his face expressionless, and his lips were still a little moist.
There was still the smell of Weixi's sucking on it.
He remembered the glance he saw before turning around.
Wei Xi's cheeks were red and her eyes were wet, as if they were filled with water drops.
Weixi tossed and turned, becoming more and more uncomfortable.
He felt an unprecedented crisis in his life, and his body was already so uncomfortable that it seemed that he was about to die.
Fortunately, just when he felt that he was about to explode, the silent disciple on the inside of the bed finally turned his head, his face tightened, and he looked into his eyes steadily.
"come over."
The other party's voice was somehow as deep as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.
Out of trust in his apprentice, Wei Xi subconsciously approached him.
The apprentice raised his arms, grabbed the quilt he was holding in his arms, shook it, and covered his body firmly.
Deng Deng Wei Xi lay on his back on the bed with a blank mind, too tired to open his eyes.
He watched his apprentice get up and leave.
He couldn't raise his voice even if he wanted to speak.
His whole figure seemed to have been melted by the roast.
"Lu Que."
He lay on the bed panting, with red eyes, and asked his apprentice in a low voice, "Was the master poisoned just now or was he plotted?"
"" Shuozong took out a tissue, wiped his hands, crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
He really wanted to curse.
But when I caught a glimpse of those foggy eyes, and thought about how the other person was holding back but couldn't control the sound just now, I could only try to answer calmly, "No, it's just a normal reaction of the body.
You are thinking too much."
Wei Xi learned that he was not poisoned, and his alert mood finally calmed down a lot.
He couldn't help but reflect on it, and concluded shamelessly: "It's quite comfortable."
Shuozong: ""
Wei Xi once again praised his apprentice without hesitation: "You are very good."
Shuozong gritted his teeth and went to bed: "Shut up, stop talking."
Wei Xi watched his apprentice get into the quilt quickly.
He was feeling lazy now, but he didn't want to sleep very much.
Thinking of what his second apprentice had just said to him, he couldn't help but ask: "It's a normal reaction, Que'er, you reacted too." "?"
The apprentice ignored him and stopped talking after lying down.
Wei Xi could only hear his slightly heavy breathing.
He was a little worried for a moment, so he simply reached into the other person's bed and groped around to make sure.
This normal reaction is unpleasant.
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As a result, his hand was grabbed as soon as he got under the quilt.
The apprentice's palm was as hot as fire, and his fingers tightly clasped his wrist: "What are you going to do again?"
Wei Xi propped up his body and got closer to see his expression, and saw a tense face.
He met those compelling eyes and stroked the other person's hair with concern: "Your legs are still injured.
If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, master, help you."
The apprentice's stagnant aura, which was as full as a bowstring, dissipated as soon as his words fell.
Shuozong glanced at Wei Xi's worried expression with confusion.
After a while, he finally couldn't get angry anymore and could only sigh helplessly.
He probably sighed more times during this period than in the previous half of his life combined.
He took out the hand that was caught by him under the quilt, opened the quilt to cover Wei Xi who was leaning over, and then raised his hand to touch the other person's curly hair.
Pressing his head back on the pillow: "Don't move, go to sleep."
Wei Xi was pulled into the bed, and was instantly enveloped by the warm yang energy from his apprentice.
He couldn't help but sigh comfortably, and sleepiness immediately came over him.
But after all, the worry of being a teacher is not enough.
Even though he was so sleepy, he still didn't forget to ask: "Are you really not feeling well?
Does your leg still hurt?"
Shuozong's chin rested on his fluffy hair, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The past and present time, space and people were complicatedly intertwined in his mind, and they were fixed on Wei Xi, who would care about his "injury".
After a long while, he replied in a low voice: "I'm fine."
Wei Xi felt extremely comfortable surrounded by Yang Qi.
After receiving the answer, Wei Xi let out a muffled hum and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
He had a dream.
The dream was chaotic, as if his broken memories were mixed into a ball, without beginning or end, which was very confusing.
He seemed to be fighting with someone, his head was excited, his eyes were filled with blood, and he just wanted to eat the other person in one bite.
How can this be done?
Wei Dedao knows that it's time to become a monster again.
Wei Xi thought so and lazily moved a little closer to the warm breath in his sleep.
At the same time, the apprentice holding him suddenly opened his eyes solemnly.
His cheeks seemed to be burned by fire.
He subconsciously turned around and saw that Wei Xi had placed the white jade pendant beside his pillow.
The jade pendant was burning like a gas stove.
What kind of weird thing was there?
Shuozong raised his hand and carelessly moved it aside.
Probably because he was shocked by his movements, the head in his arms murmured a few words in his sleep.
Shuozong lowered his eyes, raised his hand and touched two, then closed his eyes again.
Unexpectedly, not long after sleeping, a thunderous voice suddenly sounded in my mind: "Separate" The voice was old and angry.
Shuozong immediately opened his eyes, but the room was dark, and there was no movement except Wei Xi's breathing.
He thought for a while, thinking that he might have had some strange dream, and closed his eyes hesitantly. not long after "stand up" "release" "What did you do?"
Shuozong fell asleep and was woken up by hysterical shouts again and again.
The gods would be angry if their rest was disturbed in this way.
However, he couldn't find the source of the sound, and when he scanned the room, there was no trace of any evil spirit at all, let alone any ghosts or monsters.
He couldn't help but frown.
There was indeed something strange about this hotel in the mountains.
It was so disruptive that people couldn't rest.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but lower his eyes and glanced at Wei Xi, only to see that Wei Xi was sleeping deeply, with fluffy and messy hair, breathing evenly, and his eyebrows stretched, not to mention how peaceful he was.
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Shuozong was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to smooth the other person's forehead, thinking that they were in the same room, so the sound didn't bother him at all.
Is it my imagination?
Thinking like this, he leaned back on the pillow and slowly closed his eyes. a moment later "separate" A thunderous roar came from his mind again.
Shuozong opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at the dark and quiet room.
Can it still get better?
The next day, Wei Xi got up and opened his eyes to find that his apprentice was awake and looking at him seriously.
He yawned: "I woke up so early."
The apprentice's eyes dropped, his expression a little complicated, and he hesitated to ask: "Did you dream last night?"
"I did it."
Wei Xi leaned against the other person's chest and took a few breaths of yang energy.
He recalled it.
He couldn't remember the dream clearly.
The picture was fragmented.
Sometimes it was a fight scene, and sometimes he ran into the person's house and stole it.
When he was eating, the other party didn't forcefully chase him away after he saw him, so he ate very satiated, as if he had eaten enough of his apprentice's yang energy yesterday, and felt extremely comfortable.
So overall: "It was a good dream."
Shuozong: "" Wei Xi was stunned when he saw his expression: "Disciple, are you also dreaming and haven't slept yet?"
Shuozong: "" It's not just that I didn't sleep well.
This night, he was so noisy that he couldn't sleep at all. gd1806102: