The soft and cold touch spread on the lips, and Qi Yan's watery eyes reflected Xizhao's handsome face in confusion.

Gently twisting, Xizhao fixed the back of Qi Yan's head, kissing lightly and carefully, without any emotion.

——Why were they kissed? It was obviously two men, right?

With tears in his eyes, Qi Yan pushed Xizhao away with trembling hands.

"Why did you kiss me..." Qi Yan's eyes were full of loneliness: "Aren't we both men?"

Xi Zhao lowered his eyes, and with the soft light of the moonlight, he looked at Qi Yan's extremely lost look, and said faintly. "So what?"

"How can a man and a man be accepted by the world..." Qi Yan continued to complain: "My brother told me to give up..."

"Give up what?"

"..."Let me give up My feelings for you make me stop liking you and worrying about you...

Qi Yan raised his eyes, looked at Xi Zhao's indifferent expression, opened his mouth, but didn't say what he wanted to say.

- Maybe he doesn't care Since you don't care, what's the point of speaking it out... In fact, you are the only one who is troubled.

"Don't treat me like this." Qi Yan lifted the quilt and pretended to get up: "This will only make me more and more troubled."

Xi Zhao's eyes were still indifferent. Looking at Qi Yan's sad and lonely appearance, he sighed and stretched out his hand. She pushed him back to the bed.

"You are drunk. I will pretend that I didn't hear what you said today."

After covering him with the quilt, Xi Zhao turned around and saw the maid bringing the sobering soup. Xi Zhao took the bowl and He took a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and fed it to Qi Yan: "Drink the hangover soup, and your headache will go away."

Qi Yan opened his mouth blankly and drank the hangover soup

. Qi Yan couldn't taste anything at all. His whole heart was fixed on the gentle Xi Zhao, unable to extricate himself.

Even if it was a dream or an illusion, let him immerse himself in this moment forever and never wake up.

"Are you real..." Qi Yan suddenly asked, his voice a little hoarse: "Can I touch you?

" Zhao knew that he was drunk and didn't know what was going on in his mind... But he couldn't refuse such a request, which made him feel even more distressed.

Holding his hand outside the quilt, Xi Zhao sighed softly: "It feels so good. Are we there yet?"

The next second, tears from Qi Yan's eyes slid down his cheeks: "It's true..."

"Why are you crying?" Xi Zhao reached out to wipe his tears: "If I were here, how could it be fake? ? "

Qi Yan held his other hand tightly, not letting go. Xi Zhao had no choice but to stay with him until he slowly fell asleep, his even breathing rising and falling, as light as a child's.

Xi Zhao looked at his cheek, and a hint of complexity and entanglement flashed in his eyes. , confused about whether to become an enemy of the Demon Cult.

How could he face his parents in the afterlife when his blood feud had not yet been avenged? The former leader was cold-blooded and murderous, and even slaughtered his entire Xi family for the lost secret book! How could I not take revenge for such a great vengeance?

Taking back the hand that Qi Yan had grasped, Xi Zhao sighed, pinched his brows, and his forehead swelled.

The next morning, Qi Yan opened his eyes dazed and had a terrible headache. He sat up with a frown on his face. He looked at this familiar yet strange place and felt a little overwhelmed for a moment

. By the time Qi Yan had figured out where he was, Xi Zhao had already pushed the door open.

"Awake?" A cold voice suddenly rang out, and Qi Yan quickly looked over.

His eyes fell on Xi Zhao, and Qi Yan pursed his lips. Pursing her lips: "Hmm... why am I here?"

"You were drunk last night." Xi Zhao waved his sleeves and sat on a wooden chair: "Hurry up and wash up, come over for breakfast."

After saying that, he walked out the door. A row of maids came in, carrying breakfast in their hands, and placed it neatly on the table before leaving silently.

It seemed that all the maids of the Wulin League were like this, unwilling to speak, and just doing their work silently. Because of the silence, Qi Yan mistakenly believed that there were no maids in the Wulin Alliance.

After getting dressed and washing up, Qi Yan sat next to Xi Zhao, facing the table full of food without moving

. He was sitting in this position, and it seemed that he hadn't changed.

Xi Zhao picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of almond cake on his plate.

Qi Yan looked at the delicious almond cake and had no appetite.

"Why don't you eat it?" ? "Xi Zhao's cold voice sounded.

Qi Yan pursed his lips: "Thank you for last night.

Xi Zhao put down his chopsticks and looked at him, as if waiting for his next words.

After slightly meeting his eyes, Qi Yan quickly moved away . Open the line of sight: "I must have caused you a lot of trouble."

"Yes, I have caused you a lot of trouble. "

Qi Yan's face turned red, and he looked embarrassed: "That, that can't be helped. I was drunk last night and I don't remember anything..."

"Yeah."

"...Why are you so calm!"

"You want "What about me?"

Qi Yan shouted, as if trying to hide his embarrassment; "How about I do something to repay your favor!"

Xi Zhao picked up the chopsticks again and started eating: "Whatever you like. "

Qi Yan lowered his head, picked up his chopsticks, and started to eat breakfast.

The sunlight was not bright that day, and the white clouds made it look soft. The sky was blue, and even if you stood under the scorching sun, you would not feel It was dazzling and hot. After breakfast, Qi Yan thought about finding a reason to leave... After all, although he was angry and went out to drink last night, he had no memory of

what happened after he got drunk! Seeing

Xi Zhao's nonchalant look, Qi Yan was sure that he had done something ridiculous!

Rather than staying here in embarrassment, it would be better to leave first and express his feelings later when he had time. .

“You want to leave? "

There was a hint of strangeness in Xi Zhao's tone when answering Qi Yan's farewell.

Qi Yan was also made extremely uncomfortable by this and said, "Isn't it normal that I want to leave?"

"Well, it is normal. "Xi Zhao nodded, picked up the pen, and continued to do his own thing.

Qi Yan stood there for a long time, feeling even more embarrassed.

——So you agreed or not! What are you writing? Hurry up and look at me!

"You look very busy. I'll take my leave first..."

"Wait." Xi Zhao suddenly stopped him and took out a good envelope from under the table: "Give this to Xue Sha."

Qi Yan was stunned and asked puzzled: "You wrote a letter to Xue Sha?"

"Just give it to him." Xi Zhao put the letter on the table and didn't mean to continue.

Qi Yan was silent for a long time, picked up the envelope, and left the study.

——The leader of the martial arts world wrote a letter to the leader of the Demon Cult, and asked the guardian of the Demon Cult to take it back to the leader of the Demon Cult to read... Is the world so peaceful and happy now?

On the way back to the Demon Cult, Qi Yan thought speechlessly.

However, since it was Xi Zhao's request, he would help to do it.