Yin Buqi's last bit of reason told him that he had to leave quickly, but his body refused to obey.

The woman came towards him, all wet, wearing only a thin robe, with nothing on underneath.

She leaned close to his ear and said in a sweet voice: "Buqi, you are not a good boy. You actually peeked at me taking a bath."

Her slender thighs were touching him, rubbing against him twice in an ambiguous manner through the clothes, with a natural charm, beautiful and alluring.

Yin Buqi's breathing stagnated and his hands unconsciously put their arms around her waist. This was what he was thinking about.

Unable to bear the desire, he rubbed the woman's earlobe with his lips. The touch of the warm, soft and sticky skin made him almost go crazy!

"Don't give up..."

"Yeah, I'm here."

He looked deep in the eyes and said, "Nian Nian, I'm here."

"Ouch?"

“Ouch!”

When Yin Buqi heard the voice, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The sky was just getting light, and Coal Ball was lying on his stomach, sticking his head out to look at him.

Seeing him wake up, she jumped happily on his chest a few times.

"Awoo! Awoo!" Eat food! Eat food!

As the heavy body fell down, Yin Buqi felt a tightness in his chest.

I was dreaming and having a great time with Nian Nian, but was abruptly woken up by this little thing.

Yin Buqi's face was gloomy, with murderous intent surging in his red eyes. He quickly gathered spiritual power in his hands and blasted the coal briquettes on the bed out of the room.

"Oooooh?!!!"

It just wants to take in some Yin energy for breakfast!

Coal Ball rolled on the ground a few times with a confused look on his face, then ran away in a hurry with a big snot bubble hanging on his face.

Yin Buqi leaned against the head of the bed, shielding his eyes with his arms, and it took him a while to recover.

It’s a dream again…

He lifted the quilt and stood up, and saw a ball under the quilt..., her long black eyelashes drooped slightly, covering her red eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking. After a long time, she changed the quilt cover, put it in the bamboo basket with clothes, and walked out of the house with the basket.

The mountains were still shrouded in mist in the early morning, making them difficult to see clearly.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and I have actually been in this Guiyuan Formation for sixteen years. It feels like a lifetime ago.

Yin Buqi walked around the bamboo courtyard, but there was no one there.

He counted the days, and a doting smile appeared in his eyes. This Guiyuan Formation opens at midnight on the third day of the third lunar month every year and closes at noon the next day. Nian Nian must have gone out of the formation to catch up with the gathering. There are enough spirit stones in the Guiyuan Formation, which is enough for her to spend.

He had little interest in the world outside the formation, but Nian Nian liked it very much.

Yin Buqi looked at the tightly closed bamboo door next door, was slightly stunned, and pushed the door open and walked in.

Everything was neat and tidy, and the bookshelves were piled with storybooks.

He slowly approached the bed, buried himself in the quilt, and sniffed the scent greedily and obsessively.

The quilt is soft and comfortable, as warm as if it had been soaked in a few days of sunshine, just like Nian Nian.

He was not surprised by his own behavior, but was used to it.

A few years ago, Nian Nian suddenly cleaned up the room next door and said to him with a smile: "You are a big boy now, you can't sleep with me anymore. Look, this is your new room."

He stared at her blankly at that time, his heart aching terribly, but Nian Nian was determined. He said no more and went to the next room with the quilt in his arms.

Nian Nian, you really have a cruel heart.

After a while, a heavy sound was heard in the house.

With a gasp, Yin Buqi's black hair, which was held in place by a jade ring, loosened slightly, and the corners of his fairy-like and cold eyes rarely showed a tinge of red.

…

He buried his face in the quilt, feeling so comfortable that his Adam's apple moved. He let out a hoarse sound: "Nian Nian..."

When Jiang Niannian came back, Yin Buqi was washing the quilt by the stream.

"Buqi, why are you washing the quilt again?" Jiang Niannian was holding a large bamboo basket. She must have found a lot of treasures. Her voice was also very happy: "You can't wash the quilt too much. The more you wash it, the less warm it will be... Why did you wash my quilt too?"

Yin Buqi was silent for a moment, then replied, "It's better to wash it clean. It's almost summer, and we can't cover it with thick clothes."

"Do you need my help?" Jiang Niannian rolled up her sleeves and prepared to go over, but unexpectedly Yin Buqi suddenly said, "No need!"

This sudden sound startled Jiang Niannian. She tilted her head and looked at him for a while. She thought she didn't have the energy to stay any longer, so she left with the big bamboo basket, muttering, "Zizi's cleanliness habit is getting worse and worse."

It's not just that I'm a germaphobe, but I always take her share with me when I wash, which always feels weird.

Yin Buqi looked at the quilt that was soaked by the stream water and frowned slightly. If this continued, she would find out sooner or later...

So what if she found out? I was going to marry her anyway.

But what if... she doesn't have that kind of feelings for him, and he scares her away on impulse, what should he do?

Thinking of this, Yin Buqi threw the quilt into the water as if he had given up on himself.

Nian Nian doesn't understand anything! He is twenty-four years old, not four, nor fourteen. The person he loves is always in front of him but he can't have her. Shouldn't he relieve himself?

Sooner or later, he will eat her up completely and swallow her into his stomach!

Yin Buqi hung the quilt on the treetop to dry in the sun, and then went to Jiang Niannian's room.

She was lying on the couch reading a newly bought novel.

The appearance of cultivators above the Jindan stage will remain forever. In these sixteen years, her appearance has not changed at all... Well, it has changed a little. Her breasts seem to have grown a lot.

She had delicate willow-shaped eyebrows, a pair of almond-shaped eyes that were as gentle as water, skin as white as jade, and slightly parted vermilion lips, making her face even more gentle and beautiful.

She lowered her head, and her black hair spread out softly from her back like a waterfall, a little messy, but surprisingly beautiful.

Seeing Yin Buqi coming in, she sat up slowly and said, "Buqi, what do you want to eat for lunch? I'll make it for you later."

Yin Buqi sat down next to her, put his hands around her waist, put his head on her neck, and said, "As long as it's made by Nian Nian, I like to eat it."

"You." Jiang Niannian said with a smile.

Jiang Niannian didn't find such an intimate behavior strange. She just thought that her child has been clingy since he was a child, so there is nothing strange about it.

"...Why did you start reading these, Nian Nian?" Yin Buqi looked at the contents of the book, his extremely aggressive and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. Even his long eyelashes were as soft as cotton, which could not hide the sharpness of his eyes.

Jiang Niannian was stunned, and then a little embarrassed: "I heard that dual cultivation can improve cultivation and taste good, so I was curious and bought a few books. The male protagonists in this book are one elegant as a fairy, one talented and elegant, and one chivalrous and brave. There are also illustrations next to it. It's really stimulating and broadens my horizons."

Yin Buqi's arms tightened again, holding her waist tightly in his arms: "...Then who does Nian Nian want to practice with? Do you not want me anymore?"

Jiang Niannian was stunned. The two of them had lived in Guiyuan Formation for sixteen years. Yin Buqi was the only one in his little world. So, once she became close to others, he would feel uneasy, fearing that she would gradually drift away from him.

Jiang Niannian stroked his hair tenderly and said, "Don't worry, I will always be with you until you get married. I'm just afraid that you will forget about me after you get married."

"How could it be... I don't want anyone but Nian Nian. Nian Nian, don't ever think of escaping from me in this life." Yin Buqi murmured, looking at the book in Jiang Nian Nian's hand, his red eyes were full of coldness, but his tone was extremely gentle: "Can you lend me Nian Nian's book? I also want to see what this dual cultivation is all about."