Chapter 476: Snow on the Mountain, Bright Candles in the South

He Yunfei and Yuan You helped Mingnan back to the bedroom. Yuan You was a man after all, so it was a bit inconvenient, so he put Mingnan down and went out first.

He Yunfei helped Mingnan take off her coat and shoes, pulled the quilt over her, then turned around to get a wet towel, came back to help her undress, wiped her face and hands carefully, and let down the bed curtains before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go to sleep, little ancestor."

After saying this, she put the handkerchief back to its place, stood up and left.

The room suddenly became quiet.

The moonlight shines through the window paper onto the ground, casting a faint and clear glow.

The bronze beast incense burner in the corner stands quietly, emitting a faint fragrance.

Although Mingnan no longer needs to use charcoal fire for heating at this level, her own rich spiritual power is enough to ward off the cold, but other things in the house are not resistant to freezing, so the ground dragon is still burning in the house.

The warm air blew against his face, as warm as spring. With a few tugs of heat, Mingnan soon fell into a deep sleep with the fragrance and warmth and the soft quilt.

The bed curtains fell silently, hiding the spring scene on the bed.

After an unknown amount of time, the coat on the hanger suddenly moved, and a palm-sized reincarnation mirror quietly emerged and took a look towards the bed.

Then it flew over directly, suspended in mid-air, and suddenly cast a burst of golden light.

The base of the red lotus spun and flew out, and its petals spread out, revealing Yan Shan who was meditating inside.

His long eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes and slowly stood up, his red robe sliding down to cover his bare feet.

He tapped his toes lightly, the lotus throne fell, and he stepped on the lotus step by step.

When he reached the bed, he paused, stretched out his jade-like hand, half-brushed the bed curtain, and lowered his eyes to look at Mingnan, who was sleeping on the bed with a red face.

She had turned over at some point and was lying on her side facing him, with her long hair loose, part of which covered most of her face.

Yan Shan suddenly felt a little annoyed, so he sat down beside the bed, brushed his sleeves with one hand and reached out with the other to tuck her long hair behind her ears, revealing her fair and delicate profile.

The light between the beds was dim, but it did not bother him.

Mingnan's appearance was reflected in his eyes with great clarity.

As he watched, he couldn't help but reach out his hand and tentatively poke her face.

After practicing for so long, his spiritual power is now much better than before, and his body is more solid, so this time his hand did not shockingly pass through Mingnan's head, but stopped on the surface.

At that moment, his eyes trembled, as if he couldn't believe it, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

Can you really touch it?

He stared at his hand thoughtfully, then stretched it out again after a moment.

This time it wasn't a one-touch separation. He held his breath and carefully felt the touch under his fingertips.

Soft, delicate and warm.

So this is what human skin looks like...

He poked Mingnan and himself at the same time. Well, he was cold and not fun.

Mingnan is still more fun.

Thinking of this, he felt that one finger was not enough, so he simply covered it with his entire palm, just enough to cover Mingnan's entire face.

Yan Shan was surprised, "It's so small."

He couldn't help but clench his palms and squeeze it. The wonderful feeling made him reluctant to let it go.

Mingnan, who was half asleep, felt something stuck on his face. He couldn't help shaking his head and muttered, "Go away..."

Yan Shan quickly withdrew his hand and looked at her nervously, thinking she had woken up.

As a result, after waiting for a while, Mingnan turned over and lay down, continuing to sleep, with his hands unconsciously resting on the quilt.

Yan Shan narrowed his eyes, carefully turned her hand over, and covered it with his own hand, only to find that it was a circle bigger.

Before he could sigh, Mingnan's hand suddenly moved, and his fingers went straight into his fingertips and suddenly retracted.

For a moment, Yan Shan's heartbeat stopped for a moment, his eyes trembled violently, he dared not move, just stared at her blankly.

The burning body temperature continuously passed through the place where their skin touched, and then turned into a tiny electric current that spread to his limbs and bones.

That feeling is very similar to the thunder rumbling through the body after going through a calamity.

But the thunder was very painful, but when Mingnan was touched it didn't hurt at all, he just felt numb.

He couldn't help but press his chest with his free hand. That's where he felt weird.

He couldn't describe the feeling, but he didn't feel disgusted at all, and was even a little happy.

Looking at the two people's clasped hands, he couldn't help but smile.

205: [Tsk tsk tsk, look at this pervert's expression, boy, you're probably falling in love! ]

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It looked thoughtfully at the two people, one sitting and one lying, [Could it be that you couldn't resist the final tribulation, and Mingnan died to save you? Then you are a bit of a coward. ]

Thinking of the Samsara Mirror, it rejected its own idea.

The last time it saw Mingnan in the Samsara Mirror, he died in a magic array, not in the process of transcending a tribulation.

[Oh, it gives me a headache. I don’t know what the final outcome will be.]

205 I worry so much in the system space every day, but I have so much to say but nowhere to say it, so I can only talk to myself.

It felt sorry for itself for a while and was just about to find a movie to watch when it saw Yanshan, who had been sitting obediently just now, suddenly climbed onto the bed.

205: [? ? ? ]

How come you are so skilled in your movements?

He even remembered to cover himself with a blanket after lying down inside Mingnan.

No, why would you cover yourself with a flower?

Yanshan didn’t know why he did this, but Mingnan did it, so it was always right to learn from her.

He stayed in the mirror every day, and the person he observed the most was Mingnan. It could be said that Mingnan was his enlightenment to everything.

In a sense, he is half a teacher.

So in his eyes, Mingnan had her reasons for everything she did, except bullying him for no reason.

Thinking of this, he rubbed against Mingnan again, staying close to her.

The two people's clasped hands never loosened.

After Yanshan lay down, he put his hand on his chest and closed his eyes like Mingnan.

After lying there quietly for a while, he felt something was wrong.

That's not what is written in the book Qian Kun Jue.

He recalled for a moment, let go of Mingnan's hand, turned around and hugged him from behind.

Her warm body carries her unique fragrance, which smells particularly good.

Yan Shan couldn't help but bury his head in her neck and took a deep breath, "It smells so good."

205: […I call you a pervert, are you really that pervert? Host, wake up! There is a pervert here! ]

The host couldn't hear it. He was drunk and feeling hot all over. Suddenly, he felt something cool pressing against his back and he shrank back quickly.

Yanshan was very happy. He thought Mingnan also liked this, so he hugged him tighter.

205: [……]

The two of them hugged each other so intimately, and the Samsara Mirror flew in quietly. Yan Shan moved his fingers slightly, and the Samsara Mirror flew to the head of the bed and lay quietly.

The wind outside suddenly picked up, making the shadows of the trees sway and rustle.

The moon is hidden in the clouds, and the snow is falling.

Mingnan didn't know what he dreamed about and slept rather uneasily.

Yan Shan didn't blink, raised his hands to cover her ears, and whispered: "Don't be afraid."

Mingnan mumbled a few words unconsciously and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

But the hand never moved away until dawn.