It's not like the youth travel (2)
Xu Xing placed his hand on the dark brown wooden door, hesitant to push it in. Delicate lanterns hung in the hallway, their candles flickering slightly, casting tiny dots of light onto his downcast eyes. The night breeze picked up abruptly, ripping up his clothes, his long hair, and the light-yellow headband firmly tied to his high ponytail.
Xu Xing stood alone in the shadows, his back looking a little thin.
He could feel the spiritual power emanating from Li Zhaoyue's body; it was very steady and there was nothing unusual about it.
The man deceived himself.
This is good, he said to himself.
As long as Li Zhaoyue is okay.
However, the hand on the door was slightly bent, and he stared intently at the patterns on the door through the dim light, as if he wanted to see through the door to see the person he had been thinking about day and night.
He felt a sharp pain in the palm of his left hand. He lowered his head and found that "Don't Move" was swaying slightly, causing the puppet strings to stir in his flesh again.
The pain is unbearable.
Xu Xing gently removed the "No Movement" button, preferring to reopen his wound rather than damage the puppet's threads. The process of removing the thread embedded in his palm was a protracted process, but he was morbidly attached to Li Zhaoyue's presence in the room, willing time to pass more slowly.
If only it were a little slower. He looked at the sky slowly breaking through the morning light and removed the last puppet thread.
"This is called a puppet. It's a very interesting thing. All you have to do is feed it your blood and then refine it with the spell I taught you, and it will become yours." Snow-white pear blossoms fell from above. Li Zhaoyue just sat in the hill of pear blossoms and taught him how to make a puppet.
"But you must remember to give the puppet a name, otherwise it will not be obedient." She pointed at the puppet in her hand and smiled with her eyebrows curved.
"This one of mine just shouts 'Don't Move!' Every time I shout it, the enemy will be distracted. Then my puppetry will be activated, and they will be killed for sure."
When Li Zhaoyue said this, he was in high spirits and his eyes were shining, so radiant and dazzling.
Xu Xing was in a trance for a while, staring at the large pool of blood on the ground, until a voice came from behind him.
"Sir? What are you doing?"
Xu Xing turned around suddenly and found that it was the old lady who often came to deliver meals. The fierceness in his eyes immediately faded away and became gentle and harmless.
"Why are you standing at the door and not going in? You look so unhappy. What's wrong?" The old lady pointed at him and asked suspiciously.
Xu Xing smiled, hid his bleeding hand behind his back, and said softly, "I'm just passing by and need to rest for a while. Go ahead and do whatever you want, don't worry about me."
Hearing this, the old lady looked suspiciously at his dew-stained hair and the hem of his clothes, muttered something, and walked towards the kitchen. Xu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, took a deep look at the door he hadn't had the courage to open, and turned to leave.
Before leaving, he cleaned up the blood on Buxudong's body and the blood on the ground, and quietly left the courtyard. At the same time, Li Zhaoyue in the room opened his eyes.
She tentatively placed her hand on the window and was delighted to find that it could be opened. She sneakily opened the window, and when she didn't see Xu Xing or anyone watching her, she took a deep breath of fresh air.
"Why are you up so early?" Yue Jinhuan appeared behind her, yawning.
Over the past few days, Li Zhaoyue had taken back a large portion of his power through the Destiny Tree, and Yue Jinhuan was also affected, gradually cultivating his own spiritual body. In short, he no longer needed to stay in Li Zhaoyue's body.
"Let's watch the show." Li Zhaoyue sat down at the dressing table and hummed a song in a good mood. After combing her hair for a long time, it finally got tangled together. She was a little angry and started to make a scene in front of the mirror.
"What? Xu Xing has only been gone for a short time and you don't know how to comb your hair?" Yue Jinhuan said sarcastically.
Xu Xing had indeed been combing Li Zhaoyue's hair for the past few days. Perhaps because he was afraid she'd run away, Xu Xing had done almost everything for her, staying close to her, never leaving her side. So, when she woke up today and didn't see Xu Xing, Li Zhaoyue was a little uncomfortable.
She didn't say anything, and strangely, Yue Jinhuan didn't say anything either. She used the bronze mirror to look at Yue Jinhuan's expression and found that she was staring at the ground in a trance, her eyes tangled.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Zhaoyue couldn't help but ask.
Yue Jinhuan seemed to have just been woken up, flustered for a moment, and stammered, "Nothing." Li Zhaoyue shrugged and continued to focus on fiddling with her tangled hair. The more she untangled it, the angrier she became. She angrily slammed the comb on the table, and Xu Xing's gentle expression flashed through her mind.
"I remember that A Yue liked to wear a headband before, right?" He held the girl's soft hair in his hands and asked softly.
Li Zhaoyue lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Xu Xing smiled and combed her hair as if it were a treasure, braiding it into small braids of various styles according to his memory. The ends of the braids were tied with goose yellow headbands with gold ornaments. At first glance, they matched the headband on his head very well.
The two of them standing together really looked like an ordinary couple. Xu Xing looked at Li Zhaoyue in the bronze mirror, and his smile became even brighter.
For some reason, Li Zhaoyue's cheeks felt a little hot. She deliberately turned her head away, not letting Xu Xing touch the hair by her ear. But Xu Xing, standing so much taller than her, had already seen the faint blush. He chuckled softly, and his fingertips deliberately brushed her earlobe, causing Li Zhaoyue to let out a soft cry.
"Xu Xing!" She turned her head in anger, her big, watery eyes misted over as she glared at him fiercely. Xu Xing's heart moved, and he curved his eyes, turned her head back, and whispered to the bronze mirror with a smile, "Are you satisfied, Ah Yue?"
The girl in the mirror had a lively look on her face, and her black hair was braided into various small braids, which was very playful. When she swayed it gently, you could hear the crisp sound of bells.
She had never done such a complicated hairstyle before, and had never seen herself so cute. For a moment, she forgot to be angry and didn't know what to say.
Her stunned expression caught Xu Xing's eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
He carefully adjusted her hair, his fingers lingering on the top of her head, and said softly, "Grandma knows some braiding skills. I saw her braiding the little maid's hair yesterday. I thought Ah Yue had never done hair like this before, and it must look good, so I learned it from her."
He made no secret of his intentions, approached her with a somewhat complimenting attitude, and said with a smile, "So, Ah Yue, do you want to give me some rewards?"
Li Zhaoyue blushed and glared at him fiercely, saying awkwardly, "Who knows if you've ever coaxed other women this way? You rarely speak the truth."
She was a little flustered, so she blurted out such words. Xu Xing was stunned for a moment, then looked at her with a dark look in his eyes: "I didn't."
"I've only ever tied A Yue's hair."
"I won't lie to you either, I told you that."
Some memories from the past emerged in my mind, and Xu Xing's meaningful smile seemed to be right in front of me.
"Binding each other's hair is something that couples do. Ah Yue, don't ever bind other people's hair in the future."
"and you……"
"It's okay, I won't think too much about it."
Li Zhaoyue felt her heart pounding in her chest and was about to faint. She quickly stood up from the dressing table and retreated to the door.
After a brief moment of disappointment, Xu Xing quickly put on the smile that Li Zhaoyue loved to see and walked towards her step by step. Behind her was a solid wooden door. Li Zhaoyue had nowhere to retreat and could only lean her back against the cold wooden board.
"I just want a reward." Xu Xing looked at her aggrievedly.
Xu Xing knew her too well and knew just how to soften her heart, Li Zhaoyue thought bitterly. Although she knew Xu Xing was feigning pity, she still managed to calm down and even began to blame herself for what she had done.
Xu Xing clearly didn't do anything wrong and even helped her tie her hair up beautifully. Why was she so cruel?
She slumped her shoulders and sighed deeply. Xu Xing smiled triumphantly, because he knew that Li Zhaoyue had softened her heart.
She is always like this, it was like this before and it is like this now. She never learns her lesson.
Xu Xing walked to the door, trapped Li Zhaoyue between him and the door, and leaned down. The distance between them was very close, so close that they could feel the warmth of each other's breath.
Li Zhaoyue looked away awkwardly, but Xu Xing turned her gaze back. He stroked her chin with his fingers, his eyes dark. Closer, those captivating eyes were even more alluring. Li Zhaoyue stared into his eyes almost uncontrollably, her breathing struggling.
Xu Xing curled the corners of his lips and slowly approached.
Getting closer.
Getting closer.
Until their breaths almost blended together and the moisture melted into their skin. Li Zhaoyue closed her eyes tightly, and a damp heat came over her cheeks.
Xu Xing just kissed her face.
She opened her eyes in surprise and stared at him blankly. Xu Xing found it funny and scratched her nose, saying with a smile: "Why? Where do you want me to kiss you?"
Li Zhaoyue turned away in shame and anger, saying, "I didn't!"
"Why not?" Xu Xing smiled and pressed her into his arms. Li Zhaoyue rarely struggled, which surprised Xu Xing and made him excited.
Ever since Li Zhaoyue returned from the Tree of Destiny, her attitude towards him had softened considerably, which made Xu Xing wonder what she had seen from the Tree of Destiny.
After carefully probing Li Zhaoyue a few times, Xu Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that Li Zhaoyue hadn't discovered that thing.
Although it was daytime, the room was still dim, probably because the doors and windows were closed. Li Zhaoyue was held in Xu Xing's arms, shrinking tighter and tighter.
An uncontrollable heat burst out in his body, and Xu Xing groaned in discomfort, his lips kissing Li Zhaoyue's earlobe. Li Zhaoyue's body stiffened, and she raised her head suddenly, staring at Xu Xing in disbelief.
"You...you..." She felt the heat against her body and stammered in panic. Xu Xing did not shy away, but hugged her tighter.
"Ayue." His hoarse voice was like electricity, scraping across her eardrums and causing a tingling sensation. Li Zhaoyue's hand was firmly locked by him, slowly moving downwards until it touched the hottest spot.
"Ayue," he called out again, seemingly in great pain, this time more eagerly and with a lot of affection. Li Zhaoyue turned her head, her lips brushing against his, the heat around her intensifying with her gesture. Li Zhaoyue could see the burning heat in Xu Xing's eyes, a hint of danger.
She instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but her lips were sealed.
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