The Devil Fallen Fairy wants to regret and make amends? You are not worthy

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It's like a pink fantasy.

Everything in my body seemed to disappear in an instant, as if it had been emptied out.

I don't know where it went... maybe it's a very distant universe.

I just felt as if my soul was lifted off into the air, and all the discomfort and dissatisfaction in my heart seemed to be released along with the release of pressure.

What was left was the warmth that he relied on and the boy's slightly uneasy breathing.

She breathed.

The only air left in this world.

Comfortably hiding in his broad and reliable arms.

Flame...

Really grown up.

He also became a man that people wanted to rely on.

But...why do you do this to yourself?

Did I do something wrong? I just...

"Master, open your mouth."

She opened her eyes dazedly, and in a trance she seemed to see the boy's face and his beautiful eyes.

Those peach blossom eyes that could easily make people fall in love with them were now looking at him with a loving gaze.

Is this... kissing yourself?

Although it was not the first time we kissed, I couldn't help myself and took the initiative to kiss the other person.

Is it finally his turn to treat me like this now?

Is this pity for myself, or is it finally acceptance?

She was not completely clear, she just knew that she needed his comfort and warmth.

It doesn't matter what you do, just hold yourself.

Then, in the blur, she seemed to see the other person's face approaching, she slightly closed her eyes and slowly opened her red lips.

"what..."

"..."

and many more.

what's the situation?

Lin Yan was a little confused. The feeling in her mouth was not as soft and delicate as she had imagined, but...

and many more.

It's not lips, it's not tongue.

There are also some strange smells.

It's a weird, blushing smell.

This is...

She opened her eyes unexpectedly, and then saw the hand hanging in front of her.

So the back of my hand is here, and I hold it in my mouth...

His eyes suddenly widened.

“Ugh!!”

She struggled to spit out the boy's finger, blushing as she looked at Xu Qingyan, who was grinning evilly.

"What are you doing...asshole!!"

How could he do such a thing! Does he have to make a fool of himself to this extent?

But Xu Qingyan just calmly withdrew her hand and simply wiped it with her pure white dress.

"Master, if you want to go back, you can go back now. I want to rest now."

He let go of her, letting all the warmth fade away.

He was so calm that it seemed as if she had no attraction worth staying with.

Then he lay down on the bed and looked at the ceiling.

Before...Lin Yan did want to leave.

But now she was in such a state of disgrace, she looked at her empty feet, and turned back to look at the boy who was staring at the ceiling with his eyes somewhat absent-minded.

The woman bit her red lower lip.

Then retract it.

Lie down gently.

Then he took one of the boy's arms and placed it under his head.

She curled up and arched her buttocks.

It seemed like she was looking for the warmest and most suitable place, hiding in his arms.

Xu Qingyan lowered his head slightly and looked at her.

The blushing woman looked like a cat that had found a nest.

She avoided his gaze in embarrassment when his eyes flashed past her.

"I am tired as a teacher..."

Then I closed my eyes tightly to deceive myself.

Xu Qingyan was somewhat amused, and then could not help but whisper.

"Then Master, go to sleep."

Well...he will feel sorry for himself after all.

After all, he had done so much for her.

He would also believe that the so-called prophecy would not come true, and that he would be his best master, his only master...

Then she heard it.

"Remember, don't open your mouth when you fall asleep."

This guy!!!

Lin Yan had a good sleep.

As she said, she could sleep most soundly in the arms of this young man.

She didn't know why, but...after falling asleep with him that day, Lin Yan could no longer find a more comfortable way to sleep.

I was so upset last night that I couldn't sleep at all.

Although immortal cultivators do not need regular sleep to maintain their energy, who doesn't want to relax a little and make themselves more comfortable when they have nothing to do?

She even had a dream that night.

I dreamed of red candles and a room full of wedding characters.

I dreamed that she was wearing a red veil and was anxiously looking forward to something coming.

I dreamed that my red veil was gently lifted, revealing Xu Qingyan's handsome face.

He looked at me with unprecedented tenderness and compassion.

It seems that there is no cultivation, no realm.

Only the purest mutual infatuation between men and women remains.

That was the love she expected.

Then they drank the wedding wine, hugged and kissed each other, and slept on the big red bed.

When she woke up from such a dream, Lin Yan felt reluctant to leave and even wanted to take a nap.

But the dim light of dawn that shone through the window reminded her that it was getting late.

If she was in Xitao Garden, she would have had a chance to take a nap, but unfortunately it wasn't.

This is the young man's residence. If it's a little later, the other disciples will get up and might notice my abnormal whereabouts.

She felt that she was not afraid of her relationship with the boy being discovered.

But... maybe as he said, now is not the right time. Many things have not been proven, and too many things are not ready.

Or...

Do you still have doubts?

She turned her head involuntarily and saw the young man beside her.

His breathing was even, his long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and his expression was peaceful, like an innocent child.

There is no calculation, and no worries.

Sleeping innocently, she is like the most fascinating painting in the world.

A face that I never get tired of looking at...

But he is no longer the childish boy, he has matured a lot now.

There seemed to be unrelieved sorrow and worry between his brows.

What on earth turned him into this? Was it really those dreams? Was it really because of me?

Lin Yan thought again of the indifference that this young man had shown her when he came out of seclusion.

She thought.

Could it be that at that time, I blamed him for only reaching one level, blamed him for not working hard enough and failing to live up to my expectations, so...he looked at me so coldly.

Even from that time on, I began to feel that the prophetic dream was true. Did I really pay more attention to my strength and practice?

Perhaps it was for this reason that he became what he is now?

She sighed softly in her heart, and couldn't help but reach out her hand to smooth his slightly wrinkled brow.

But...

Ugh.

"Sleep a little longer, Yan'er."

She still withdrew her hand and did not touch.

Many times, people cannot cross a river in their entire lives, so that even if two people are only separated by two banks, they cannot come together.

Just like at this moment, my hand was shaking but never dropped.

Why is there so much helplessness?

Obviously, they can all be happy.

Is the problem really with me?