Since the last time the two of them pressed each other on the light curtain several times, something seemed to have started to become different.

Lin Xiao could see that Jun Mo did not want others to participate in their lives, and he almost never asked about things outside in front of him, as if he was afraid that if he said too much, he would leave him and elope with others.

It doesn't matter to Lin Xiao. Based on his habit of planning and moving later, he didn't want to go out until he fully understood the world. He could see that Jun Mo's current situation could be said to be terrifying, so he didn't want to break through his loopholes.

His memories of his previous life have basically been completed, but his later lives are still blank. According to his original design in the book, Xuan Zhenzong is the abbreviation of the Lin family, and Jun Mo is his reflection. However, what he knew over the past few days is very different from his guess.

In fact, he himself couldn't understand some of the things about the Lin family and the Li family back then, so he only regained some trajectories to the Longyuan Continent. Those secrets that he didn't even know were obviously automatically completed by this world, and almost every secret was traced behind it. Unfortunately, he knew too little.

So even if Jun Mo tentatively asked him if he wanted to go out for a walk, he did not show much interest. In this way, he stayed for dozens of days, and the progress bar was still slowly climbing to 65%.

During this period, as long as I don’t practice, this stupid thing wants to tie him to his belt so that I can see him every moment.

However, in recent days, few stupid things have come. Occasionally, I feel happy to get up. After a while, I leaned on his knee and fell asleep. The blue and black thing at the moment silently showed his fatigue.

This day, it was like this again.

The dim and warm sun shone outside the window, sneaking into the room obliquely, spreading a layer of soft light to the young man sleeping on his knees, making people feel warm in their hearts inexplicably.

Lin Xiao's hand passed through the young man's soft hair and gently followed it. Every move could make the sleeping young man's eyebrows and eyes more loose and quiet.

It's smooth.

Lin Xiao thought for no reason, while practicing true energy, he maintained this movement until the dusk fell, and he didn't feel bored. There was a trace of almost invisible curve on his lips. The first time he was so soft, it seemed like a cat who had found a cat's nest, lazily with his muscles and bones, loosen his waist, and then he did movements that only he could perceive meaning over and over again. Even if he was alone, he could enjoy himself and never get tired of it.

"Well, Master..."

A hoarse voice with a little dependence whispered from the young man's mouth. The young man subconsciously rubbed his palm, turned his head slightly, and buried his face in his lower abdomen. He was stuffy for a while before he got up reluctantly.

Lin Xiaoen said, and his fingers passed through his shiny black hair again, then reached out and rubbed the top of his head, looking at the head with a few hairy hairs, he squinted his eyes in a good mood.

"I've been sleeping for so long." Jun Mo looked at the sky outside the window and couldn't help frowning. He grabbed Lin Xiao's hand with his backhand, and a cold touch suddenly came into his palm.

"Master, don't always swear by me like this." Jun Mo crawled over and closed the window, stretched out his hand to stretch the quilt on the bed, and wrapped the person in front of him into rice dumplings: "I will oversleep in the future, and Master just wake me up."

He reached out and pinched the long legs with excellent touch and asked, "Are your legs numb? Will you suffer from low back pain after sitting for a long time?"

Lin Xiao's calf muscles that were pinched by him were physiologically twitched, and he shrank into the quilt and raised his chin slightly: "Silly." How could a monk in the Jindan stage be cold? Besides, he has been circulating his true energy and his hands are cold, which does not mean he is cold. Moreover, he has been in seclusion for more than ten years on weekdays, and he has just sat for an afternoon, so how could he be sore in his waist?

"I know that Master is very strong, not cold, nor does he feel soreness in his back." Jun Mo clenched his hands, and when the temperature in his palm became warm, he lifted the quilt and pinched Lin Xiao's legs properly: "But sitting like this for an afternoon, Master must be bored. I have been back for a short time recently, so I have finally been with Master, so I should accompany Master."

"It's okay." Lin Xiao shook his head. In fact, he didn't feel bored when playing with his hair (shuo). It was really interesting to see this thing being so smooth that it looked like it was spread out with his belly.

Jun Mo's technique is very good and he feels comfortable to pinch. He also merged his true energy into the technique. Lin Xiao only felt a transparent feeling spread from his legs throughout his body.

He felt like he was pleased by this stupid thing again. Even if his waist was not sore and his legs were not numb, he felt very comfortable this time...and wait.

"Hand away." His voice shook almost invisibly, and there was a little warning in his phoenix eyes.

Unfortunately, Jun Mo was stunned and didn't hear it. So when Jun Mo pressed another claw on Lin Xiao's waist and rubbed it habitually for several times, Lin Xiao found that his claws were numb.

So it’s a shame to see some points growing in such obvious places!

Lin Xiao leaned on Jun Mo's shoulder with his waist softly. A handsome old face soon rose a thin layer of red. He shrank, and Jun Mo actually chased after him again. It seemed as if he had discovered something extraordinary, which made Lin Xiao's shame instantly burst.

He suddenly leaned back, shrank his legs, then raised his hand to catch the two claws on his waist and threw them out. Lin Xiao rolled up the quilt noblely and coldly, leaned on the bed and lay on his side.

(⊙o⊙)…

Jun Mo looked at his hands that were being slapped in a daze, then looked at his master's cold back, and subconsciously lingered around his waist. Although he was covered with a quilt, he could not see the curve of his flexible waist clearly, but this did not prevent him from becoming very interested in that position.

It seemed like that last time, the master was rubbed to his waist and his body became incredibly soft!

Jun Mo's confusion and excitement in his heart inexplicably rose together. Although he had not understood the meaning of this, this physiological excitement was telling him that the master's waist had a mystery!

"Master..." He quickly restrained his possessiveness that was so thick that it was about to drip out. He lay cautiously but naturally to Lin Xiao's side, shamelessly reached out and grabbed the person, and directly grabbed it into his arms and hugged him: "I have something I want to discuss with Master."

He knew very well what kind of getting along would not make the man furious or even disgusted. When he saw Lin Xiao's red ears, he swallowed all the topics about "not touching the waist", but instead stretched his hand to Lin Xiao's neck quietly, making people lie more comfortable. The other hand was placed on Lin Xiao's waist and hung on his lower abdomen, but there was no rash move. The movement was elegant and it was completely impossible to see that he just wanted more, so he habitually occupied someone's bottom line.

"Yeah." Lin Xiao didn't move, but just hummed a nasal to him.

Jun Mo hugged his hand tightened slightly, and said softly: "Start tomorrow, Master, let's go with me."

"Yeah." Lin Xiao responded.

Jun Mo pursed his lips, and a trace of ink flashed in his eyes: "Sorry, if I were stronger, Master can recover from my injuries here, instead of running around with me."

"Yeah." Lin Xiao's reply to him was still so simple.

Anyone would probably be furious by such perfunctory behavior. Only Jun Mo didn't think so. He only saw that the person in his arms trusted him to the extreme and indulged him to the extreme - tolerate his possessiveness, accommodate his own incompetence, and trust his every arrangement...

"Master, Master..." Jun Mo murmured in his ear several times, his raised mouth filled with satisfaction and happiness: "It is really the greatest luck in my life to be able to have such a good Master."

"...Well." Lin Xiao said with gratitude lightly, moved his head and found a better place. His voice was so cold that it made people tremble: "Go to sleep."
Chapter completed!