"Emperor Shi."
"Um?"
On this steep and dim mountain road, the sleepy girl said in a sweet voice, "You are very, very, very important to Panshu..."
Emperor Shijun's heart trembled.
He pursed his lips and said nothing.
I tried to restrain my surging love in my heart.
He wanted to ascend to become an immortal and kill all those who bullied him in the world. He couldn't... give her any hope.
Otherwise, it would harm both myself... and her.
When I returned to the cabin, the girl was already fast asleep.
Emperor Shijun fetched a bucket of water from the river, boiled it in a pot, and gently wiped the wounds on her legs and abdomen.
Then he carefully picked out the sand from the wound.
He took out a rare top-grade elixir from the ring space, ground it into powder, and gently applied it to her wound.
The moonlight illuminates a corner of the room.
The man sat beside the bed and gently tucked the corner of the quilt for the girl.
She seemed to be sleeping uncomfortably and turned over.
The coat had fallen down a little.
Emperor Shijun hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes, and unbuttoned her coat with trembling hands. Just as he was about to leave, the girl suddenly grabbed his hand tightly and unconsciously whispered, "...Don't go."
The soft touch under his hand made Emperor Shijun stunned in place.
Suddenly it was like being struck by lightning.
Even though he is an inexperienced person...
You should know what that is...
But the next moment, Emperor Shijun touched a very deep scar.
He lowered his eyes.
After a moment, he stared at the girl's stunning face for a long time with a complicated expression.
Even though the scar has healed.
But he knew that someone had pierced his heart with a sword.
So, why couldn't she remember anything except her own name?
Who erased her memory?
Who is she...?
Emperor Shijun touched her bones and found that she had no qualifications for cultivating immortality.
The girl leaned obediently on his thighs, her small rosy mouth slightly opened, and the hot air she exhaled sprayed all over the base of Emperor Shijun's thighs, and the tips of his ears suddenly turned red.
Just about to push her away.
She clung to him even tighter.
The misty fox eyes held a hint of unconscious seduction.
Emperor Shijun held his breath nervously, feeling that time was extremely unbearable.
fine.
The girl opened her eyes and saw that it was him. She rubbed her furry head against his belly, then closed her eyes and fell asleep obediently.
Emperor Shijun was so angry when she rubbed him.
He gently stroked the smooth and soft flesh of her cheek from time to time, and only when he was sure that she was asleep did he gently put her back on the pillow, closed the door, and tiptoed out.
The sound of watering outside the door lasted for a long time.
Until much later.
The lust subsided.
The sky gradually brightened.
Pan Shu lazily opened her eyelids and curled her lower lip in a charming manner.
A few hours later, Pan Shu got up and opened the door. Emperor Shijun was returning from Bird Singing Mountain carrying a basket of magic bone grass.
Qingyi was also wet by the morning mist.
Seeing Panshu wake up, Emperor Shijun smiled warmly and said, "Now, Ah Shu can study in peace."
Pan Shu glanced at the bamboo basket full of magic bone grass and slowly curved her lips, "Hmm."
"It's time to eat. I'll go get some rice." Emperor Shijun put down the bamboo basket, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
Pan Shu leaned against the door.
Looking at the male protagonist serving rice and washing the pot, he is very diligent.
Tsk.
It can be said that it is worthy of being the light of righteousness.
Can all the beautiful qualities in this world be used to describe him?
I really want him to fall into the abyss.
Becoming the opposite of light...
Who made her have a grudge against him?
"Ah Shu, have you memorized the poem I assigned you a few days ago?" Emperor Shijun put the carrots that Pan Shu had quietly picked out back into her bowl and curled his lips helplessly, "Be good and don't be picky. Eating vegetables is good for your health."
"oh."
"Poetry." Emperor Shijun glanced at her.
"Enter my love door, and you will know my pain. Long longing brings long memories, short longing brings endless..."
Emperor Shijun was stunned, "Is this the song?"
Pan Shu shook her head.
"I just like it, just like I do to you."
She seemed to have done it unintentionally.
Emperor Shijun did not move for a long time.
He looked into her clear eyes.
After a moment, his handsome brows lowered.
She doesn't understand anything.
What on earth is he thinking about...
"Brother." The little girl called him, "Can I call you that?"
Emperor Shijun's heart softened, "Ashu, call me whatever you want."
"elder brother."
This name, spoken from her plump, rosy lips, was inexplicably tinged with a sense of romantic ambiguity and charm.
Emperor Shijun only felt his heart beating like a drum.
"Can I kiss you?"
“Wha…what…”
Pan Shu gently pressed against the corner of his lips, her lips opening and closing, and the tip of her red tongue could be vaguely seen, "Can I... kiss my brother?"
Before Emperor Shijun could react, the girl crawled into his arms, hugged his neck, licked the gap between his lips carefully, and pressed against his lips bit by bit.
There was an ambiguous sound of water falling outside the window.
Emperor Shijun's breath gradually became disordered under the girl's awkward licking and kissing.
He slowly lowered his hands and unconsciously hugged her slender waist tightly.
The petite and sweet girl almost nestled in his arms.
It seemed as if he tried harder.
She would be kneaded into his bones and blood.
Eternal life cannot be separated.
Her tongue tip is so soft.
Emperor Shijun thought in a daze.
He couldn't help but part his lips and let her wet, soft tongue playfully slide in.
In the afternoon, the rain gradually stopped.
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