Chapter 72 Knowing the Past Life
When Chu Tingbai woke up again, he saw a room full of spirit tablets. He turned his head slightly and saw a wisp of white smoke rising from the incense burner next to him and floating straight towards the spirit tablet being enshrined.
The air was filled with the soothing scent of sandalwood.
He moved his fingers slightly and found a foreign object in his hand, soft and soft.
Looking down at my hand, I saw a furry head and half of a cheek.
Her master was holding his hand tightly, sleeping uneasily beside him, her brows furrowed in her sleep.
Seeing that the delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed at the moment, he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to smooth out the wrinkles, but found that his hand was being tightly held by her. This time, he carefully raised his other hand.
As soon as her clenched hand moved, Qing Yanrou was awakened. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Chu Tingbai struggling to raise his other hand.
"Chu Tingbai!"
The surprise came too quickly, and her brain was overwhelmed by it. She didn't even have time to ask him if he felt okay. There was no other thought in her mind, she only knew that he finally woke up.
The only thought in my mind now is to hold him tightly, hold him tightly.
A soft body with a faint sandalwood scent suddenly crashed into his arms, her hands tightly hugged his neck, and her furry head nestled in his neck.
He rested his chin on her shoulder and inhaled her scent.
This time he smelled not only a faint scent of sandalwood, but also a subtle floral fragrance.
The scent of flowers that he had smelled countless times in the cave was something he would never forget in his lifetime and was deeply engraved in his bones.
In his dreams, he couldn't touch her, nor could he hug her when she was sad. When he saw the man who turned a blind eye to her feelings and didn't cherish her at all, yet had a face exactly like his own, he wanted to tear him apart.
But he could do nothing but watch the light in her eyes die out again and again, until she herself disappeared from the world, leaving only a black seed.
This time he could finally hug her for real, and he was so excited that he couldn't express it in words.
He just wanted to merge her deeply with himself, but his hands were trembling slightly as he hugged her back. Because he had been unconscious for too long, his body had no strength, so he couldn't even hug her back hard.
He wanted to feel her presence, wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, wanted to rub her into his blood, merge her with him, and never be separated.
"Qingqing, hold me tight."
A low and hoarse voice sounded in Qing Yanrou's ears. When she heard it, she tightened her grip on him again and half of her body pressed slightly against him.
Scalding liquid dripped onto his neck, burning his heart and making his throat tighten. His bloodless lips caressed her ear, and a hoarse voice reached her ears.
"Qingqing, don't cry, I feel bad."
As he spoke, he took her round, white earlobe into his mouth and rubbed it carefully.
Qing Yanrou's body stiffened because of his actions. The hot breath sprayed beside her ear, and her earlobe was wrapped in warmth and humidity. All the strength in her body seemed to be drained away in an instant, and she completely collapsed on him.
But she was afraid that her weight would crush him, so she struggled slightly to get up.
"Don't move, Qingqing, I want to feel you."
Warm breath kept spraying on her neck, and her earlobe was rubbed by his teeth. Qing Yanrou felt as if she was being burned on fire, and her whole body became hot.
"Chu Tingbai..."
Her voice was soft and pleasant, a gentle voice he had never heard before. It gently hooked him and tickled his heart, like a cat's scratch, which was extremely torturous.
"Yeah, I'm here."
As he answered, he spit out the bloodshot earlobe and buried his head in the crook of her neck again, nibbling lightly on her slender, white swan neck.
“Cough cough cough…”
Suddenly, an awkward cough broke the sweet and ambiguous atmosphere.
This was the scene Qing Yun saw when she came in from outside, and her face turned red.
The two people who were interrupted by the sound came back to their senses this time. Qing Yanrou hurriedly let go of the hand that was tightly hugging him, stood up straight, and fumbled with her hands to tidy up her hair, so that the hair could cover her earlobes that were red and swollen by him and her neck that was densely covered with red marks and teeth marks.
Just as she was about to leave, Chu Tingbai grabbed her wrist, stroking it slightly, and a low, hoarse voice rang out:
"Just stay here with me."
Unable to bear his clingy gaze, she finally sat on the chair beside the bed, her hand still held in his. He slowly stroked her wrist, then the back of her hand, and finally squeezed into her five fingers, interlocking theirs.
He sighed with satisfaction and then looked at Qing Yun who was disturbing his fun.
When Qing Yun saw his indifferent eyes, she instantly knew that this was not the previous Chu Tingbai, or in other words, not the complete Qingyuan God.
But he couldn't understand why there was an accident every time he was injured.
The last time he was bitten by the shadow ghost, his soul was directly exposed. He encountered dangers one after another, and in the end even the two guardians came to the human world.
This time, I actually recovered half of my memories. Is the reincarnation world in the upper realm fake? It must be fake!
"Grandmaster? What's wrong?"
The light word "Ancestor" scared Qing Yun so much that his consciousness almost disappeared on the spot. Seeing his eyes fall on Qing Yanrou, he knew that he didn't want to be exposed, so he had to bite the bullet and respond to the call of "Ancestor".
He wanted to slap himself hard. Why didn't he stop Qing Yanrou when she wanted to take him in as her apprentice last time? This was really shooting himself in the foot.
Can he bear the title of "Ancestor"?
The soul of this person in front of him has lived for tens of thousands of years, but now he calls him a thousand-year-old junior ancestor. What is going on?
Fortunately, he was smart enough before and never accepted his worship and offerings, otherwise his life would have been shortened.
However, he had just actually received the call of "Ancestor" from the person who possessed the memory of the Supreme God Qingyuan. If he were to bring this matter back to the upper realm and brag about it, no one would believe him and they would say he was dreaming.
Seeing that Chu Tingbai was still looking at him nonchalantly, he collected his thoughts and replied:
"Ahem, it's nothing. I just came to see if you're awake."
Qing Yun felt that every time he said an extra word, he felt more oppressed by his gaze. In the end, he even began to doubt whether he was willing to expose himself and attack him.
"Thank you for your concern."
When Chu Tingbai said this, there was some sincerity in his words. After all, in this life, Yantai Temple was her family, and he had to respect it. Moreover, in this human world, she was her master.
Thinking of this, a low laugh came from his throat. Seeing her looking at him in confusion, he raised the corner of his mouth, put her hand to his mouth and kissed it.
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