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Feng Gui and Xuan Yu looked at each other, and Feng Gui showed a provocative smile. He said to Du Heng: "As for beds, there are too many. You can have as many as you want. I'll give them to you now. By the way, can we put them in the room downstairs?"
Xuan Yu's voice was a little gnashing: "The phoenix is back!"
Feng Gui said with a smile: "It's not good for two hot-blooded men to sleep together. It's not like there's not enough room for them."
Xuan Yu looked at Feng Gui deeply. Du Heng felt that Xuan Yu's fist would hit Feng Gui's face in the next moment. But Xuan Yu turned around and walked towards the stove: "It's cooked."
Two cups of tea had passed, and the qingtuan had been steamed. The steamer was placed on the dining table, and when the lid of the steamer was opened, white steam suddenly rushed up. This rush diluted the unpleasantness in the kitchen just now, and everyone was attracted by the jade-like qingtuan in the steamer.
When mugwort juice is added to the rice noodles, the color turns green, and this green color becomes more vivid and bright after being steamed. The green dumplings squatted at the bottom of the steamer, round and shiny as if they were smeared with oil.
Take one while it's still hot and take a bite. The soft and glutinous skin exudes a fresh fragrance. Du Heng did not put sugar in the skin, so the skin of the steamed green dumpling is more sticky and chewy than the previous shepherd's purse dumplings. Just eating this skin, you can eat two or three without eating anything.
After biting open the skin, the rich filling inside is revealed. The salty filling also steams out the soup, and the salty and fresh soup is wrapped in the green skin. Carefully suck a mouthful of the soup, and your stomach will be relieved immediately.
Take a bite, and you’ll find the sweet spring bamboo shoots and mountain meat intertwined with each other, plus the dried tofu inside. They embrace each other harmoniously under the effect of the seasoning, making you unable to stop eating one bite after another.
The sweet-filled Qingtuan is also worth a try. There are not many Qingtuan with honey red bean filling. After biting open the green skin, the round red beans are bulging. As long as the tip of the tongue stirs it, the soft and glutinous red beans turn into a pool of sweet bean paste.
Red bean paste has a solid mass base in Du Heng's hometown, and many elderly people like it. Du Heng did not add too much sugar to the red beans, so the qingtuan is not too sweet, and even if you eat several, you will not be in a hurry to drink water.
The sweetness of the peanut and sesame filling is stronger than that of the red bean paste. The white sugar mixed in it is melted by the high temperature into a sweet soup. Take a sip, and the soup is still fragrant with sesame and peanuts. For people who love sweets, this flavor of Qingtuan is like a fairy taste!
Du Heng held a green dumpling in his hand, and he suddenly lost his appetite. He still remembered that he had to sleep in a separate bed from Xuan Yu. It was strange, but it was a natural thing. Why did he feel sorry for Xuan Yu?
Xuan Yu, who was eating peanut and sesame filling beside him, didn't look too happy either. Du Heng glanced at him and their eyes met. Du Heng looked away like a thief. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He felt guilty and embarrassed, as if he had done something bad and was caught.
Feng Gui and Jing Nan were having a great time eating, especially Feng Gui, who was dipping his green dumplings into a bowl of chili oil. The red chili oil was dripping from the green dumplings, and he said without a smile: "Hey, I'll put the bed downstairs for you. Xiaoyu, you heard me, you'll sleep downstairs tonight."
Xuan Yu looked at Feng Gui silently, then turned his head away and stopped talking.
Du Heng felt sorry for Xuan Yu when he saw the look on his face. He was the one who said he wanted to help Xuan Yu keep warm, and now he was the one who was asking for a separate bed. When he thought about it carefully, he felt that he was really a piece of shit.
Feng Gui still left a bed in the room downstairs. This bed was very majestic, with a picture of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix carved on it. The phoenix at the head of the bed looked like it would spread its wings and fly high at any time. If this bed was placed in Du Heng's room, Du Heng could stare at the phoenix in amazement for half an hour. But when it was placed downstairs, Du Heng felt that he couldn't even lift his head.
His guilt was getting worse and worse. To compensate, he put a soft cushion on the bed and replaced it with his favorite clean sheets. Du Heng sat on the bed: "Xuan Yu, come and sit on it. It's very soft."
Xuan Yu stood at the door and looked at Du Heng deeply, and then for the first time he did not respond to Du Heng.
Xuan Yu was angry, although he didn't show it on the surface, but Du Heng knew that he was angry. To apologize, Du Heng was particularly attentive and served Xuan Yu several dishes that night. In the past, Xuan Yu would always serve him back, but this time, Xuan Yu just said thank you in a sullen tone and continued to eat.
Du Heng was feeling extremely anxious.
Dusk fell, and the rain was still falling outside. Du Heng washed up and returned to the room, feeling irritated. The room suddenly became empty without Xuan Yu. He rolled over on the bed twice, and when he tilted his head, he saw the pillow Xuan Yu had used next to him.
Du Heng held the pillow in his arms, and he walked to the window involuntarily. Through the window, he saw that there was still light in the yard. It seemed that the night pearls in the kitchen, living room, and Xuan Yu's room were not extinguished. What was Xuan Yu busy with?
Du Heng walked into Xuan Yu's room holding a pillow. To his surprise, the bed sheets and quilts were still the same as in the afternoon, with only the butt prints from Du Heng's sitting. Xuan Yu was not in the room, could he be in the kitchen?
Du Heng put the pillow on Xuan Yu's bed and tiptoed to the kitchen. Standing at the door on the living room side and looking into the kitchen, he saw Xuan Yu sitting on a small stool behind the stove.
Is he feeding wonton? ?
Du Heng heard the whimpering sound of little Wonton. He looked carefully and found that Xuan Yu was holding little Wonton in his arms.
Xuan Yu's figure was lonely and desolate. In the middle of the night, a grown man squatted behind the stove holding a puppy without saying a word. Those who heard it were sad and those who saw it cried. Du Heng felt sad.
He is such a jerk, he is so unkind to Xuan Yu!
Du Heng walked gently behind Xuan Yu and placed his hand on Xuan Yu's shoulder: "Xuan Yu?"
Xuan Yu replied sullenly, "Yeah." Du Heng asked him carefully, "What are you doing?"
After he walked in, he saw that Xuan Yu was really holding Little Wonton, and the half-grown dog shrank listlessly in Xuan Yu's arms. Seeing Du Heng walking over, Little Wonton looked up at Du Heng, his big eyes full of tears, looking extremely pitiful.
Xuan Yu didn't turn around, but Du Heng saw that the corners of his eyes were slightly red.
Xuan Yu cried? Because he didn't let him go to bed because he had a sexual dream? Du Heng's heart was filled with remorse and annoyance, but he couldn't tell Xuan Yu the reason. If he really told Xuan Yu, how would Xuan Yu look at him?
Xuan Yu is such a good person. He found him penniless in Dongji Mountain. He gave him a warm home in the ice and snow. He is diligent in sharing housework, good-looking and reliable. I have been getting along with Xuan Yu all the time, and Xuan Yu has never crossed the line like a gentleman.
He was the one who had the wrong thoughts. Perhaps when Xuan Yu's face first appeared in his dream, he should have woken up instead of indulging himself in enjoying Xuan Yu's kindness to him. Things could still turn back after developing to this point. If he continued to let himself go, he would be truly sorry to Xuan Yu.
What did Xuan Yu do wrong? Xuan Yu never did anything wrong.
Du Heng felt embarrassed and distressed. He changed the subject awkwardly: "Xuan Yu, are you hungry? Can I make you something to eat?"
Xuan Yu was silent in silence. Little Wonton wagged his tail whimperingly and stared at Du Heng with his eyes like black grapes. Du Heng's heart softened immediately.
Look, Xiao Wonton was also caught by Xuan Yu specifically for him. He is not even as good as Xiao Wonton. Xiao Wonton can still nestle in Du Heng's arms to comfort him, but Du Heng only causes trouble for Xuan Yu.
Xuan Yu didn't express his opinion, so Du Heng took it as his tacit agreement. He thought about it and realized that there was milk in the refrigerator, and fresh milk could be used to make many delicious dishes.
Du Heng thought for a moment and decided to make the simplest one. The simpler the better, and it would be best if it had a good-looking appearance to make Xuan Yu happy.
I heard that when people are in a bad mood, eating some sweets can make them feel better.
When it comes to desserts, Du Heng first thinks of egg tarts. There is a fast food chain in his hometown, and the egg tarts there are fragrant, tender and delicious. But he can't handle the egg tart crust... Got it, he plans to make double skin milk.
Xuan Yu was sitting behind the stove holding wontons. When he saw Du Heng walking towards the refrigerator, his eyes followed his back involuntarily. After a while, he saw Du Heng coming out with a bowl of something. He immediately turned his head and continued to maintain the posture just now.
Du Heng looked at the milk in the bowl. The monks' methods were really amazing. The milk must have been transported from the north to Du Heng's refrigerator for several days, but until now, the milk in the bowl was no different from freshly squeezed. If it was in his hometown, the milk might have turned into yogurt.
Du Heng weighed the bowl and estimated that there were two kilograms of milk in it. He could make two servings of double-skin milk and leave one for Xiaoxiao.
Du Heng poured the milk into two slightly smaller cups. Du Heng rarely used cups to hold things because there were many people in his family and the cups could not hold much.
These two cups are two of a set of cups. The small cups have lids and look like lotus flowers. The cups are only slightly larger than the palm of your hand, and the lids can be closed just after milk is poured into them.
Du Heng added clean water into the small pot, placed a steaming rack on it, and then placed two lotus-shaped stewing pots on the steaming rack and covered the pots with lids.
The flames in the pot started to burn, and the orange flames flickered on Xuan Yu's face. Xuan Yu turned around, holding the wontons facing the stove. Du Heng saw that Xuan Yu's eyes were empty and he looked particularly lonely.
Usually when he was in the kitchen with Xuan Yu, even if they didn't do anything or say anything, they had a tacit understanding, but today, being with him, there was only unspeakable awkwardness. Du Heng pondered for a long time and didn't know what to say. He secretly glanced at the corner of Xuan Yu's eyes.
Xuan Yu had long eyelashes, and his eyes were lively and had beautiful double eyelids. Du Heng didn't know whether his eyes were peach blossom eyes or phoenix eyes, he only knew that Xuan Yu's eyes were very deep, and one could drown in them with just one look.
Xuan Yu was a well-educated man, and Du Heng never felt constrained living under the same roof with him. To be honest, he felt that sometimes he was more like the owner of this house than Xuan Yu, and no matter what he said, Xuan Yu would do it.
Du Heng sighed more than once that he was so lucky to have such a great roommate.
He still remembered what happened to him before he first saw Xuan Yu. His simple cave was almost overturned by the monster. He was so panicked that he couldn't eat. If it weren't for Xuan Yu, he would have died long ago.
The more he thought about it, the more sorry he felt for Xuan Yu. Du Heng covered his face and wondered what was going on.
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After the water boiled, it only took two cups of tea for the milk to be steamed. Du Heng reached out to take the stew pot out of the pot, but suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from beside him.
Xuan Yu took advantage of Du Heng's daze to stand up and took the stew pot from the pot to the stove. Du Heng wanted to say thank you, but he looked at Xuan Yu's face. Xuan Yu had no expression on his face, and Du Heng suddenly felt... a little wronged.
He felt that he was really cheap. Xuan Yu was good to him, but he had thoughts about him that he shouldn't have. Xuan Yu ignored him, and he felt anxious again. Isn't this the result he wanted?
Feeling aggrieved and confused, Du Heng opened the lid of the stew pot and saw a thick layer of milk cap on the top of the milk. Only fresh whole milk can form such a beautiful milk cap.
Du Heng used chopsticks to poke a small hole in the inside of the stew pot, and then poured out most of the milk inside. There was still a little milk left in the stew pot as a base, and a round milk cap was covered on the milk.
Du Heng took five eggs out of the refrigerator, cracked them, and then picked out the egg yolks and put them in a small bowl. Double skin milk only needs egg whites, and Du Heng absentmindedly added five spoons of sugar to the egg white bowl.
The egg white and sugar only need to be beaten. There is a layer of fine bubbles in the beaten egg white, and five spoons of sugar are dissolved in the egg white. Du Heng touched the hot milk that he had just poured out, and the hot milk had turned into warm milk.
Du Heng poured the beaten egg white into the warm milk and stirred it a few times, and a rich milky aroma wafted out. At this time, a lot of foam appeared on the milk, and Du Heng carefully skimmed it off with a small wooden spoon.
The milk was slightly yellow and exuded a milky aroma. Du Heng picked up the bowl and poured the milk into the stew pot through the small opening he had just made. The hot milk slowly passed through the opening more and more, and the milk skin floated up with the hot milk.
When the milk skin became round again, Du Heng stopped pouring the milk. He closed the lid of the stew pot and poured the remaining milk into another stew pot in the same way.
The water in the pot was still boiling, and Du Heng stared at the steam coming out of the pot with his eyes wide open. To be honest, he was a little panicked.
His current mood was like eating an unripe orange, sour, bitter, and aggrieved. But he also knew that his grievance was unreasonable, because he was in the wrong from the beginning to the end. This complex emotion made Du Heng at a loss, and he... wanted to cry.
The water in the pot steamed for another two cups of tea, and Du Heng stood up to put out the fire, but he did not lift the lid. Du Heng was staring at the hourglass on the lid with a lot on his mind, and he didn't even notice the wontons rubbing against his feet.
Xuan Yu also helped make this hourglass. There is an hourglass that measures a cup of tea and an hourglass that measures a stick of incense. There are scales on the hourglass, and Du Heng uses it to calculate time when steaming buns.
The hourglass in the world of cultivation is very beautiful and colorful. It is said that the star sand inside can be made into a magical instrument that can stop time.
When the hourglass reached the bottom, Du Heng suddenly woke up. His double-skin milk was ready, and he couldn't sit there any longer, or it would get overcooked.
Du Heng opened the lid of the pot, and this time he did not let Xuan Yu do anything. With spiritual energy in his hands, he easily took out the two stew pots from the pot.
Du Heng moved the stew pot from the stove to the dining table. In the stew pot with the lid removed was a bowl of double-skin milk that was as white as fat. When he gently tapped it with a wooden spoon, the double-skin milk shook like a stewed egg.
Feeling that a pure white double skin milk was a bit monotonous, Du Heng took out the syrup from the refrigerator. The red syrup was poured on the double skin milk and melted by the heat, and then slowly flowed. The double skin milk seemed to come alive.
Du Heng looked at Xuan Yu in a flattering way, and he smiled awkwardly: "Xuan Yu, um... you didn't eat anything tonight, I made you some snacks, would you like to try it?"
Xuan Yu didn't move when he heard this, and Du Heng secretly groaned in his heart. Xuan Yu was angry, and it might be difficult to appease him, so what should he do?
While Du Heng was thinking about whether to apologize, Xuan Yu moved. He stood up and walked to his seat. After he sat down, he looked at the stew pot and asked the first question since Du Heng decided to sleep in separate beds: "What is this?"
Du Heng immediately became a lackey and introduced it enthusiastically: "This is double-skin milk, made with milk and eggs. Try it, it's delicious!"
As soon as Du Heng finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself. Xuan Yu watched him make the whole process. How could he not know that this was made of milk?
Fortunately, Xuan Yu was kind enough to hold the handle of the wooden spoon with his thumb and index finger. The wooden spoon gently poked the skin of the double-skin milk, and the soft inside trembled in front of the spoon. The red syrup flowed into the double-skin milk through the hole dug out, which looked tempting.
Put the double skin milk into your mouth while it's still hot, and the silky double skin milk will flow along your lips and tongue. The milk aroma is sweet with sugar but not greasy at all, and the texture is as delicate and soft as silk. This is a taste I have never tasted before.
Xuan Yu raised his eyebrows, and Du Heng immediately felt relieved. It seemed that Xuan Yu liked this taste.
Xuan Yu ate up the double skin milk in the stewing pot one spoonful after another. He even scraped off the milk stuck around the stewing pot bit by bit and put it into his mouth.
Seeing that Xuan Yu was still not satisfied, Du Heng looked at the other double skin milk. He had originally intended to leave this for Xiao Xiao, so Du Heng pushed that portion in front of Xuan Yu and said, "If you like it, have another one."
Xuan Yu looked up at Du Heng, then took the stew pot without hesitation. He scooped a spoonful and handed it to Du Heng's lips: "You eat too."
As long as Xuan Yu took the initiative to talk to Du Heng at this moment, he would do anything, not to mention asking him to eat, even if he asked Du Heng to call him dad.
He opened his mouth and tasted his first cup of double skin milk. To be honest, there was too much syrup and it was a little sweet for Du Heng.
However, this sweetness diluted the bitterness in his heart, and even the grievances just now flew away like wings.
Du Heng savored it for a moment and said, "Not bad. The quality of milk in the cultivation world is really good."
Xuan Yu handed over another spoon. "There are grasslands and forests in the north of the demon world. The demon cultivators there raise cattle. Every spring is the breeding season for cattle. When the calves grow up, the cows' milk will be less and only the calves can consume it. Therefore, cow's milk can only be eaten in spring."
Du Heng nodded: "So that's how it is. In our hometown, there is milk all year round. With artificial breeding, cows can produce milk all year round."
Xuan Yu said: "That's good."
Du Heng sighed: "But calves born from cows cannot grow up with their mothers. Cows need to produce milk, so they can only be gathered together to feed."
Xuan Yu looked at Du Heng deeply: "You have to give up something to gain. To ensure food and clothing, animals raised by humans always have to lose something. It may be wildness, freedom, or life. The owner must gain something before raising them. Otherwise, what is the purpose of raising them?"
Du Heng felt that what Xuan Yu said made sense. He thought that Xuan Yu and he had reconciled. Then the two of them happily finished a bowl of double skin milk.
When Du Heng fell on the bed and looked at Xuan Yu sleeping beside him, he was dumbfounded. Didn't they say... to sleep in separate beds? What was going on?
Du Heng scratched his cheek and said, "Forget it, let's separate tomorrow." It's really hard to coax Xuan Yu when he doesn't talk.
Du Heng had another dream. In the dream, he cried and begged for mercy, but Xuan Yubadao held him down forcefully. Du Heng's body shuddered and he woke up suddenly. He was about to cry out again. Was this going to never end?
Xuan Yu's voice came from beside the pillow: "Is this the reason you drove me away?"
As Xuan Yu's voice sounded, the lights in the room came on. Du Heng's enthusiasm faded, leaving only coldness and embarrassment that had nowhere to hide. He was like a fish dragged ashore, with all his unbearableness exposed to the sun.
Du Heng's face turned pale. He was too ashamed to face anyone. Was he talking in his sleep? Did he call Xuan Yu's name? Was his ugly behavior seen through by Xuan Yu?
Du Heng's limbs began to feel cold, and he huddled under the quilt, covering his face. If there was a crack in the ground, he would crawl in and never come out.
Du Heng was never a sentimental person who easily fantasized, but this time, he really couldn't hold it in. Du's father and others taught him since he was a child that people should be grateful and content. He actually just wanted to live a good life in the village, but he didn't know why he had such dirty thoughts about the person he lived with.
It's over. These were the only two words in Du Heng's mind. He was finished. Xuan Yu was so well behaved, he would definitely throw him out of the village.
Du Heng was not afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that after his death, he would have a bad reputation.
Du Heng's body trembled involuntarily. At this moment, all that flashed through his mind were bloody words - ruined reputation, infamous...
When people are under the control of extreme emotions, their hands and feet will become numb, and Du Heng's spiritual energy was immediately in chaos. He felt a little breathless, and he opened his mouth to breathe, but he could only open his mouth in vain like a dying fish.
Du Heng felt like he was dying, tears streaming down his face. He was done.
He obviously likes cute girls with round faces and big eyes, when did he become a man? When did he become Xuan Yu?
His mind was in a mess and he didn't want to live anymore.
Suddenly, a warm spiritual energy flowed into his body, and his breath became smooth. His breathing returned to normal, and he was held in Xuan Yu's arms. Xuan Yu's hand was on his chest. The spiritual energy that helped Du Heng recover was sent by Xuan Yu.
Xuan Yu said with concern: "Don't worry, stay calm, and follow my spiritual energy. Take your time, and let's talk it over."
Du Heng felt exhausted, as if all his strength had been drained away. He lay quietly in Xuan Yu's arms, wanting to be as calm as Xuan Yu said. But when he heard Xuan Yu's voice, tears rolled down his eyes.
Xuan Yu has seen all his shortcomings. How will Xuan Yu view him?
From Xuan Yu's perspective, Du Heng's heart is despicable. Xuan Yu gave him a place to stay and sheltered him from the wind and rain, but he tricked him into bed under the pretext of keeping Xuan Yu warm! He also had such a dirty thought about him.
Du Heng spoke in despair: "Yes, I am like this... unbearable."
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Du Heng's voice was filled with despair, and he was crying loudly: "I am not the clean and neat Du Heng you imagined. I was lying beside you, but I was thinking about that kind of thing. For a cultivator, this kind of thing is very dirty, right?"
Xuan Yu gently patted Du Heng's chest, and Du Heng's tears flowed even more fiercely. He looked like a death row inmate waiting for sentencing. He looked at Xuan Yu's face and asked, "Are you going to kick me out?"
Xuan Yu said slowly: "Why should I drive you away? This is not your fault, blame me."
Du Heng's face was covered with tears. He looked at Xuan Yu dully: "Why would I blame you?"
Xuan Yu said: "I forgot that your cultivation is not enough and you are not yet able to control your body. I also forgot that you are not able to resist my spiritual energy now."
Du Heng choked up, "You don't understand... It's not like this, it's not like this..." Du Heng said, "It's okay to have physical needs. We are all men. It's just that the other half of my dream is you! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Woo woo woo, you're so good to me, but I have such disgusting thoughts about you."
Xuan Yu held Du Heng in his arms, his voice light and joyful: "The other half... is it me?"
Du Heng raised his head to cover his face: "Yes..."
Xuan Yu laughed, and his voice seemed to echo in Du Heng's ears. Xuan Yu said, "Du Heng, I'm very happy."
Du Heng whimpered, "What's there to be happy about? Being manipulated by someone of the same sex in a dream, what's there to be happy about?"
Xuan Yu said seriously: "It is precisely because you can dream of me in your dream that I am very happy."
Du Heng moved his arm away in confusion, looking at Xuan Yu with red eyes.
Xuan Yu said slowly: "Demon cultivators have their own bodies. Although we can transform into human forms, we have our own racial characteristics. Most demon cultivators have physiological needs in certain seasons. But we can control this instinct with our own cultivation. Before you came, I always thought I controlled it very well. Sleeping with you, I feel very at ease. Only when I fall asleep peacefully will my spiritual energy leak out."
Xuan Yu said: "It is normal for you to have a physiological reaction to my spiritual energy. But the person who appears in your dream will be the one you trust and love the most. I am very happy and honored to be the person Du Heng trusts and loves the most."
Du Heng's tears stopped immediately, and his nose turned red. Du Heng's eyes were a little blurry after crying. He didn't expect this result. He was stunned for a moment.
An indescribable sense of relief and ease lingered in Du Heng's heart. So this was the reason! It turned out that his abnormal behavior during this period was due to the influence of Xuan Yu. It turned out that Xuan Yu appeared in his dream because he subconsciously relied on him and regarded him as the most trustworthy person. And Xuan Yu also felt at ease around him, so he let his spiritual energy leak out.
What a deep friendship! Du Heng was relieved and his eyes were red when he learned the truth: "Is that so... So that's how it is..."
Xuan Yu felt guilty: "I'm sorry Du Heng, I've caused you trouble. I...will start avoiding you tomorrow, okay? As long as you and I live under the same roof, you will be more or less affected by my demonic power."
Du Heng's voice was a little hoarse, and he asked Xuan Yu foolishly: "Where are you going to hide?"
Xuan Yu said: "Feng Gui will be leaving in a few days, I will go to live in Feng Gui's home. I'm sorry, I didn't expect to cause you so much trouble. I made you suffer..."
Du Heng smiled through his tears: "It's okay, we are all grown men. It's my fault for making a fuss, I was afraid you would hate me."
Xuan Yu's lips were very close to Du Heng's ears, and his voice was a little dark: "I won't hate you, never. I just hope you don't hate me. I will try my best to control my spiritual energy. I will live in Feng Gui's house starting tomorrow, and you will recover soon."
Xuan Yu hugged Du Heng and put his head on Du Heng's shoulder. He said in a muffled voice: "Du Heng, don't hate me. I was careless. I will put more energy into controlling my spiritual energy in the future."
Looking at the helpless Xuan Yu, Du Heng's heart softened. He and Xuan Yu were so close that he could feel Xuan Yu's slightly cool body temperature, smell Xuan Yu's breath, and feel his heartbeat. This was a living person. Before Du Heng appeared, he was so lonely. After Du Heng appeared, he was so good to Du Heng, how could Du Heng hate him?
Du Heng reached out and patted Xuan Yu on the back: "No, we are good friends and good brothers."
Du Heng had always been afraid that he would become like a teddy dog in the middle of the night without realizing it. How could he meet Xuan Yu? Now that he knew that he was just infected by Xuan Yu's demonic power, he felt much more relieved.
Du Heng, who had relaxed, pushed Xuan Yu and said, "Um... I'm going to take a shower."
Xuan Yuheng picked up Du Heng and said, "Your spiritual energy was messed up just now. I will go with you." Du Heng had been practicing for a while, and he said, "By the way, how come my spiritual energy was messed up?"
Xuan Yu said slowly, "When cultivators are extremely happy or sad, their spiritual energy will go awry. This is the legendary "devil's possession". If there is no timely intervention, the blood will flow backwards and the body will explode and die. Those with higher cultivation can still suppress it with spiritual energy, but this can also easily give rise to inner demons. In the future, if you have something you can't figure out, don't bear it alone, speak up in time."
Du Heng was shocked. How could it be so dangerous? Cultivation is really not an easy thing.
When his whole body was immersed in the spring water, Du Heng subconsciously looked between Xuan Yu's legs. He was shocked again. With such a big thing, which girl could stand him in the future?
Xuan Yu felt a little embarrassed when Du Heng looked at him. He said, "Instincts can be controlled, but sometimes there will still be reactions. Don't be surprised."
Du Heng gave a thumbs up: "This is called talent. You can do it, Xuan Yu!"
Xuan Yu's cheeks flushed, and his earlobes turned red. Du Heng completely relaxed, and he said, "Hearing what you said, I feel relieved now. Before, I thought I had some dirty thoughts about you..."
Xuan Yu apologized: "I'm sorry..."
Du Heng said: "I am afraid that I will defile you when I wake up one night. I am extremely worried."
Xuan Yu looked calmly at the area between Du Heng's legs in the water. Du Heng quickly covered his hands to prevent him from looking: "Although I know you will beat me to death if I really do this, I really thought about it."
Xuan Yu said with a smile: "Yeah. Don't worry, you won't have this trouble starting tomorrow."
Du Heng blushed, and whispered, "Actually... there's no need to move." Xuan Yu was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
Du Heng turned his eyes away and looked at Lingquanshui and said, "There is no need to move to Fenggui's house. I feel that the house is empty when you are not at home. I didn't know the situation before and made a fool of myself. Now I know, so we have to face this problem. Since we are good friends and don't dislike each other, let's keep it as it is, right?"
Xuan Yu's smile was like a brilliant spring flower: "As long as you don't mind, I would certainly love it."
After a while, Xuan Yu said something even more explosive: "If you need anything, I can help you."
Du Heng was about to stand up when Xuan Yu's words struck him as ferocious. He slipped and fell into the spiritual spring with a splash. Fortunately, Xuan Yu caught him quickly, so Du Heng choked on the water.
He lay on Xuan Yu's chest and coughed until his eyes were red: "Oh my God! Xuan Yu, do you know what you said?!"
After saying this, Du Heng realized how intimate he and Xuan Yu were now. Xuan Yu put one arm around his waist, and he stretched out his left leg for Du Heng to sit on. Du Heng put his hands on Xuan Yu's shoulders, and the two looked into each other's eyes.
Unlike previous baths, this time they stuck close to each other.
Xuan Yu's body temperature rose, and Du Heng felt something in his lower abdomen. Xuan Yu turned his eyes away with a red face, and Du Heng felt something in his lower abdomen jump.
He looked down and realized that he had taken a shower in vain. Xuan Yu's face was as red as the peach blossoms outside the courtyard. He was shy!
Du Heng patted his chest with understanding: "It's okay, we are all men, I understand." Physiological reactions are uncontrollable.
There is nothing to hide in front of the closest friends. Du Heng felt like a huge weight had fallen from his heart. He felt that he and Xuan Yu were closer. This feeling was particularly good. Du Heng felt happy just thinking about it. His embarrassment was replaced by joy. He wished he could get closer to Xuan Yu.
After taking a bath, Xuan Yu lay beside Du Heng. Du Heng turned sideways and looked into Xuan Yu's eyes. He quietly asked Xuan Yu: "Xuan Yu, Xuan Yu, do you have a girl you like?"
Xuan Yu said slowly: "No. I know you do. If you like Wen Qiong, I will try to bring you together."
Du Heng raised his hands in surrender: "Please spare me. I just hope that my master will not beat me up too much. I dare not have any improper thoughts about her. Xuanyu, Xuanyu, don't you usually use spiritual energy? Why can't I feel it normally? Is there any difference between the spiritual energy you release when you are asleep and the spiritual energy you usually use?"
Xuan Yu thought for a moment and said, "Hmm... the spiritual energy that I normally use can be controlled, but the spiritual energy after falling asleep is more like the original spiritual energy of a demon cultivator?"
Du Heng chattered for most of the night, and when it was almost dawn, he finally fell asleep.
In the dream, there were blue sky and white clouds. Du Heng thought the scenery was just right. Xuan Yu came walking on the flowers. This time, they lay under the blue sky and white clouds and relaxed their thoughts comfortably... With a smile on Du Heng's lips, he rolled over and automatically rolled into Xuan Yu's arms.
It was impossible to sleep in, and Du Heng woke up early the next morning. The rain stopped today, and he had a lot of things to do today. In addition to practicing, he had to cook hot pot base for Feng Gui.
Du Heng cooked a pot of tea eggs early in the morning. The tea leaves were picked up by Xuan Yu from Feng Gui. When Jing Nan and the others entered the door, they smelled the fragrance of tea eggs floating in the yard. Feng Gui sniffed and raised his eyebrows: "Isn't this... the smell of my Fengyu tea?"
Du Heng opened the lid of the pot, and inside was a pot full of tea eggs. A bag of seasoning was soaked in the brown soup, and a bunch of shepherd's purse was placed on top. Du Heng said, "Five-spice tea eggs, made as a snack for everyone."
Jing Nan immediately went to the pot to get the tea eggs, while Feng Gui wandered over to Xuan Yu in the courtyard: "Are you reconciled? Not sleeping in separate beds anymore?"
Xuan Yu glanced at Feng Gui and said, "You are the one who has too many things to do."
Feng Gui laughed twice: "Xiao Yu, I know you are good at attacking people's hearts, but I still want to remind you that his cultivation is not yet up to par. If we form a bond now, he won't be able to bear you."
Xuan Yu nodded: "I know."
Feng Gui shrugged: "How pitiful, you can see but not eat. You are really asking for trouble, with just a beckoning, there are so many people lining up to form a bond with you."
Xuan Yu turned his head and looked at Du Heng who was chatting and laughing with Jing Nan in the kitchen: "From the first time I saw him, I recognized him.
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