He is a gentleman!!!
"Mother said that men and women should not touch each other."
"But we grew up together, so why should we care?"
"But..." Cong Mo didn't know how to answer for a moment. Leng Can was right. They grew up together and had seen each other naked countless times. There was no other intention between them. They just had to stay close to each other to keep warm.
Leng Can suddenly held her hand and pushed it inwards. His comfortable and warm body temperature penetrated and slid into her body through his fingers. Cong Mo shuddered uncomfortably and shrank her neck to lean in. Leng Can moved closer to her and complained softly, "The rain blew on my back, it's cold. Xiao Mo, if you hesitate any longer, I will also become cold."
"But..." Cong Mo couldn't make a decision. No one taught her how to deal with such things. What kind of emotion was the desire that arose from her temptation? This made her puzzled and embarrassed. Was the coldness she thought was real or fake? That was a taste she didn't understand and couldn't taste. She always used force to solve everything, making people afraid to stay away from her, but Leng Can was not afraid of her, and even said that he wanted to warm her.
She seemed to have no reason to refuse.
"Xiao Mo, men and women, as long as we keep ourselves clean, nothing will happen." Leng Can stared at the top of her head and became nervous for no reason. It was obvious that he did all this on his own initiative. He was taking advantage of Cong Mo's lack of this aspect to seduce her, but for no reason he felt a fog penetrating his chest that obscured his eyes and he could not see clearly.
But he warned himself that everything he did was just to fulfill his secret. He wanted to express false love to Cong Mo, but his Adam's apple rolled up and down when it saw the protruding clean back of Cong Mo's neck.
Cong Mo was too thin, so he seemed a little thirsty.
Cong Mo raised his eyes and looked at her innocently. His eyes, which were originally shining with black light, were now covered with a layer of gray mist. She was indeed exhausted. "My mother told me to stay away from men. The ruthless way should not be contaminated by these things."
"But Xiaomo..." Leng Can gently pinched and rubbed her fingers, caressing them. "Although I am a man, so much time has passed. We have been together since childhood, and even embarked on the path of seeking the Tao. Your cultivation of the ruthless way has not been hindered, right? Your mother is referring to an ordinary man. I am extraordinary."
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the narrow eaves could gradually no longer block the annoying raindrops that blew in. The rain fell on people's bodies, and the silver-gray clothes were quickly stained by the water droplets, which turned into dark spots. The people felt cold and their hearts were even more confused.
Cong Mo asked, "What's different about you?"
Leng Can stroked her cheek, "My heart is more sincere."
Cong Mo blinked, lowered his eyes after a while, pulled Leng Can closer, and nodded slowly.
Leng Can swallowed his saliva. He couldn't give an answer to his current desire. He just felt that Cong Mo was so well behaved.
Cong Mo still let him into the house. The cold rain was shut out of the door, and the fairy air climbed up to the two of them with warmth, dispelling the cold and relieving their fatigue.
Cong Mo took off his belt and hung it on the hanger, then asked, "Should we sleep under the same quilt?"
Leng Can stared at her thin back after she took off her outer shirt and was only wearing her inner clothes. Her long hair flowed down, and the ends of her hair were a little dull due to poor care, which made her skin look delicate and fair. His wrist brushed through her hair, and her slender neck made people want to bite her.
He felt the heat rushing up to his head, making him feel angry. He covered his nose and his eyes were erratic, fearing that he would get into an unexpected state of embarrassment. His composure was completely gone, and he stuttered, "Xiao Mo, you, why are you taking off your clothes?"
"Sleep." Cong Mo put her coat on the back of the chair, sleepiness increasingly pressing her eyes. Since entering the house, her body was slipping away from her control. She was too sleepy to care about the boundaries between men and women. She looked at Leng Can and asked confusedly, "Should I sleep with my coat on?"
"No, well..." Leng Can was so scared that he didn't dare to look at her. His proactive flirting attitude instantly weakened. He just wanted to get into the house first. As for what would happen next, there would always be a chance to do it, but he never thought that Cong Mo would just take off her coat and invite him to sleep together.
He blushed with embarrassment, backed up and bumped into the table, and said in panic, "I, I'm not sleepy."
He is a gentleman, how could he do such a ridiculous thing?
Cong Mo couldn't open his eyes anymore, so he forced himself to ask him, "Then why are you..."
"I'll stay with you." Leng Can interrupted her and responded hastily, his face flushed red from the momentary suffocation. "It's warm enough to stay in the same room."
Cong Mo's brain had been stagnating for a long time, and he nodded dazedly, "Okay, I..."
He was halfway through his words when he could no longer hold on and fell to the side.
Leng Can was quick-witted and rushed forward to hug Cong Mo's waist. He held her in his arms and was pushed down to the ground by her. His butt hurt. Before he could react, he heard a light snoring sound from his chest, "Hoohoo..."
Leng Can: “…”
Cong Mo fell asleep like this?
He was a little bit surprised, but the cool and soft body was in his arms and he could touch it at any time.
Leng Can could no longer suppress his heartbeat.
"Plop, plop"
It was particularly noticeable in the quiet room, stinging people's ears, but the person in his arms just twisted his body and rubbed upwards, like a small animal looking for a suitable nest, and soon found a comfortable place to fall asleep again.
Cong Mo's sleeping posture is different from the cold and unapproachable one when she is awake. She is gentle and docile, without any defense, as if she has given everything to him, which makes people's hearts sink and feel warm like spring.
Leng Can found that his heart was beating faster. His fingers turned stiffly and slowly raised up, from bottom to top, clasping Cong Mo's waist from a distance. He took a deep breath and lowered his arms, afraid that his movements would wake her up.
He gently wrapped his arms around Cong Mo's waist, veins bulging on his arms, but he didn't dare use any strength. He just held on to her lightly, wanting to hold her tightly, bury her whole body into his bones, embed her into him, and make her a part of him.
The moisture in his nose brought him back to his senses, and he realized what he was thinking. He raised his hand to wipe his nose, and his hand was covered in blood. He stared at his fingers, silently mocking himself.
"Disgusting." Leng Can cursed.
Perhaps he was too at ease, so he hugged Cong Mo and rubbed against the carpet beside him. The raindrops falling on the roof made a "crackling" sound, which made him particularly sleepy.
Leng Can yawned.
Tell yourself that you will only sleep for a short while, just a short while.
He closed his eyes, and soon, the sound of deep sleep came, "Huhu..."
When I woke up again, the rain had stopped, and the fog was thick, covering my eyes with darkness. The bright moon shone in through the window, flashing across my eyes, illuminating the quiet place.
Because of the rain, the moon came out especially early tonight.
Leng Can was just about to turn over when the person in his arms struggled violently. He was slow to react and remembered what happened before going to bed.
Cong Mo fell asleep in his arms.
"Xiaocan." Cong Mo suddenly opened her eyes, narrowing them a little. The mist blocked her sight. The sound was sticky in her mouth, as if she was acting coquettishly. Before she saw anyone, sleepiness turned into a big hand and pulled her in again.
Leng Can's heart was about to jump into his throat, and his sleepiness was completely awakened. His mind was filled with Cong Mo's cute and straightforward expression. His fear turned into softness, filling his entire heart.
He coughed, trying to hide his uneasiness and panic in a place where he was the only one awake.
He couldn't let Cong Mo stay on the ground forever, so he stretched slowly, raised his arm to hold Cong Mo's waist, used all his strength to lift her up, and supported her head against his shoulder.
Cong Mo suddenly moved, as if he was unhappy about being disturbed. He propped up his arms and touched Leng Can randomly. Leng Can felt uncomfortable with the touch. He clasped her wrists with his big hands and hugged her neck with both hands. Cong Mo looked for a place to hold on to, and his tightly frowned brows relaxed. He moved up on his own initiative, buried his head in the crook of his neck, and fell asleep in a more comfortable position.
Leng Can's nervous heart relaxed. He patted her back gently to comfort her, and held her lower back with his other hand, then slowly sat up. Cong Mo stayed in his arms, not realizing anything. The hand that was holding her waist gradually slid down to hold her knees, and he lifted her legs to gain leverage and picked her up sideways.
Cong Mo was bumped around, but she only groaned twice in his arms, with no sign of waking up. Leng Can felt his heart soften. Cong Mo looked so obedient when she was asleep. This fearless man was willing to let him stay with her at such a vulnerable moment. He tiptoed and carried her to the couch. Sleeping on the carpet was not as comfortable as sleeping on the couch. Leng Can half-carried her to the bed, bent down, and put her on the couch. Cong Mo only shook, then obediently let go of his hand.
She felt more comfortable and her breathing became steady. Leng Can pulled the quilt over her and covered her with it.
Everything was settled, it was time for him to leave.
Can……
Staring at Cong Mo's peaceful sleeping face, his heart was trembling.
Cong Mo's face was flushed from sleep, her curled eyelashes twitched from time to time, her lips were cracked from dryness, and her slender neck rose and fell with her breathing.
It’s so clean that it makes me feel itchy.
He turned his back and wiped his nose only to realize that he hadn't wiped away the blood.
"Oh..." He felt annoyed. Fortunately, Cong Mo fell asleep, otherwise he would be so embarrassed. He caught Cong Mo's eye out of the corner of his eye, took a deep breath, walked to the door in one breath, and never looked back.
"gentleman!"
"gentleman!"
He kept muttering to himself and didn't pay attention to the road ahead. He bumped into someone and staggered backward. When he looked up, he found it was Cong Mo's sword spirit.
While walking, he bumped into a golden creature whose half body was a horse and only had one arm on the upper body, which still made him feel scared. What's more, it was very easy for this creature to kill him.
"Fire...fire!" He instinctively sensed the danger and shouted cautiously.
"Yes." Fireworks nodded slightly.
Leng Can curled his lips, feeling that he was just as aloof and uncommunicative as his master. "Why are you here?"
Yanhuo didn't say anything, but just turned his head to look towards Congmo's bedroom. Leng Can became alert and immediately stood in front of him. "What are you doing?"
Fireworks asked, "The master is asleep."
Leng Can was afraid that he would do something bad to Cong Mo, so he changed the subject, "What does it have to do with you? What do you want to do?"
Fireworks scratched his head with his only remaining arm, looking a little embarrassed. "Why is my little master so wary of me? It was the master who let me out."
Leng Can stuttered, "You, didn't you lose your arm? How come you have it again?"
Fireworks seemed to have just remembered, and opened his palm to produce a paper bag, "My master gave me this so that I can take the roast chicken."
"Roast Chicken"
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