Chapter 440: Tangled Conflicts of Love and Hate
Seeing Xiao Yan lying down very smoothly, Yao Wan couldn't help but feel itchy with hatred.
Xiao Yan could not help but look at her with an innocent face. After all, lying down to rest when you are tired from practicing is not something particularly difficult to understand, right?
"The bed is not big, don't squeeze me."
At the same time, Yao Wan also realized that it was impossible for her to kick Xiao Yan under the bed, so she simply gave up. After struggling, at least Xiao Yan is still at peace now. He has already laid down. He can't drive him away, so naturally he can only hold it in.
She couldn't help but warn.
Lying on the bed, with her head on the pillow, Yao Wan could not help but exhale a breath of turbid breath. The moist and hot breath with a hint of tiredness hit Xiao Yan's face, and Xiao Yan smelled a hint of rain. The body fragrance of fragrant grass and light orchid is like a feather, silently tugging at Xiao Yan's heartstrings.
Even though this was not the first time he climbed onto Yaowan's bed like this, Xiao Yan felt his heart beating violently in his chest, and the faint virgin fragrance coming from Yaowan was even more intense. His unquiet mind added to the fire.
Xiao Yan was silent, and then he realized what he was doing, and took the initiative to distance himself from Yao Wan, leaned against the wall, and said, "Don't worry."
Yao Wan wanted to reply to him It would be nice if she could really trust you, but after thinking about it, forget it. The more you talk at this time, the easier it is to make mistakes. If you accidentally play with fire and set yourself on fire, it will be a lot of fun.
"Alas..."
But even if Yao Wan didn't say anything, he couldn't avoid Xiao Yan looking right through her eyes and seeing everything she was thinking at the moment.
He exhaled a breath of turbid breath, but didn't care. He just leaned on the pillow and looked straight at Wand, who had never closed his eyes, and watched her long snow-white hair fall on him. In front of my eyes, I couldn't help but say.
"Speaking of which, why does Wan'er have so many opinions on what Palace Master Yun said?"
Xiao Yan's question made Yao Wan startled. There was a faint glint in the eyes that were leaning in front of him, and he knew that he couldn't hide it from Xiao Yan, so he explained: "I don't have any objections to Yun Potian. He has been guarding the Ruins of Oblivion for so many years, and this behavior alone It is blameless in itself.”
"What's the matter?"
Xiao Yan asked, but Yao Wan's beautiful golden eyes looked directly at him: "What's wrong? Doubt me?"
"What are you talking about."< br>
Xiao Yan frowned slightly when he heard this. Yao Wan knew him too well and his words made him a little angry. But what he was angry about was that Yao Wan would question his trust in her.
“I don’t believe in everyone, but I only believe in you.”
Lying on the same pillow, Xiao Yan looked into Yao Wan's eyes and said seriously in the hazy light of the room.
Xiao Yan's serious attitude made Yao Wan regret saying such words.
“I know—it’s just.”
“Just?”
“I don’t believe that prophecy.”
Yaowan shook her head slightly and explained: "I don't believe a single word in that prophecy. I just don't believe it. You don't have to ask me why... Intuition is probably this kind of thing."
Xiao Yan was startled, but he did not expect that Yao Wan would actually say that. However, he did not think that the prophecy had anything to do with it. It was just that what Wan'er said was whatever it was. If she thought it was unbelievable, then she shouldn't be. But despite this, Xiao Yan Ye still felt that something was wrong with Yao Wan's mental state.
"Perhaps Wan'er is too tired and really needs a good rest."
As Xiao Yan said, he couldn't help but get up and kick the girl who was kicked to the corner of the bed by the two of them. He grabbed a corner of the quilt and covered Yaowan's body again. Those beautiful eyes looked so beautiful even in the hazy dream.
It was very rare that Yao Wan chose to surrender at this time. She sighed quietly, as if she was talking to Xiao Yan, and as if she was talking to herself: "Maybe it really is me. I’m tired, my nerves are a little too tense.”
Seeing that Wan'er was soft after taking it for a long time, Xiao Yan couldn't help but reveal a gentle smile on his lips. Although Wan'er, who was as strong as iron and as fiery as fire, was as beautiful as ever, if possible, he also hoped that she could relax for a while. At least don't tighten yourself up like that, even if he looks at it, he feels too tired.
"...What's wrong? Do I look strange now?"
Yaowan saw the pity in Xiao Yan's eyes. Since she broke the window paper a few days ago, she had no choice but to She didn't face Xiao Yan's fiery love affair at the beginning, but now she is gradually getting used to it. From this point of view, habit is really a terrible thing...
Yaowan couldn't help but murmur to herself, slowly getting used to it, one by one. What I resisted life and death at first, now I have to get used to it, so the next step is...?
"Wan'er... doesn't look like she's just tired."
Xiao Yan looked at Yaowan, at her pretty face wrapped in soft silver threads, at her brows and eyes that were unconsciously filled with fatigue at this moment, and saw a trace of inexplicable meaning other than tiredness.
“What else can I do?”
Yao Wan smiled unconsciously, what is there to say? Besides being tired and sleepy, what else could be wrong with her?
Xiao Yan looked at Yaowan, his dark red eyes staring directly at her, as if he was brewing and thinking about something.
"Wan'er, are you scared?"
Xiao Yan slowly spoke, but as soon as he finished speaking, Yao Wan was stunned.
Afraid?
Yao Wan couldn't help but repeat Xiao Yan's statement in her heart. Her first reaction was that Xiao Yan must not have woken up last night.
Oh, I almost forgot, this guy is different from me, he does not need to maintain the necessary sleep for a period of time to reduce the loss of soul power. As for the earrings made of green ancient jade that day, they were obviously not something that could be worn while sleeping.
...In short, Yao Wan's first reaction to Xiao Yan's judgment was naturally that Xiao Yan must have misjudged it.
"Why am I scared? Were you burned stupidly by the Flame of Ashes two days ago?"
It is naturally impossible for Yao Wan to admit that she is also scared.
But Xiao Yan didn’t think that he would be mistaken.
However, Xiao Yan did have a basis. Looking at Yao Wan who was full of disbelief, he said quietly: "Then why did Wan'er suddenly ask me to spend the night with you? I was in an emergency last time. You will die if I save you.”
Yao Wan opened her lips slightly, but couldn't help but said: "Isn't it okay to be alone?"
However, Xiao Yan shook his head, still not believing it. They knew each other too well and understood each other too well. It was clear what was hidden in every frown and smile, including thoughts that even he himself was not aware of.
"Then I have been with Wan'er for so long, and Wan'er is alone now?"
Xiao Yan couldn't help but shook his head, but he refused to believe anything he said, and this answer It was enough to stop Yao Wan's subconscious attempt to quibble.
Since he had this thought in his mind, he couldn't help but look at Yaowan's lips, which couldn't see much blood in the dim room at the moment. After hearing his answer, her lips Opening and closing slightly, he secretly clenched his teeth.
Xiao Yan knew this expression very well and was very familiar with it.
This is a micro-expression she only shows when she is tough-talking and unwilling to admit defeat, or when she is short of words but unwilling to be refuted.
Xiao Yan didn’t know when he realized it. Anyway, when he realized it, he had already become extremely close to her without even knowing it.
This is not determined by your identity.
Following his own words, Xiao Yan, who originally took the initiative to distance himself from Yao Wan and left a gap between the two of them on the already small bed, took the initiative this time. He moved forward slightly, and while Yao Wan was definitely thinking about how to give a quibbling answer, his slender arms wrapped around her slender waist, and he embraced the beauty with astonishment in her eyes, beating and confused. In arms.
"——Ah."
Yao Wan said "Ah" very lightly, as if she never expected such an unfolding.
But even after knowing Xiao Yan for so long, Yao Wan still didn't seem to realize how terrifying Xiao Yan's mobility was.
In all aspects.
She didn't feel like she was taken into Xiao Yan's arms, but more like she flew into Xiao Yan's arms.
The asparagus clams have settled.
"What are you...what are you doing?! You bastard, let me go!"
After reacting, Yao Wan couldn't help but punch and kick Xiao Yan, but because The reason why he was already hugged by Xiao Yan was that it was difficult for him to exert his strength.
Xiao Yan endured the struggle of the beauty in his arms, but he just thought that he was dead. No matter how hard Yao Wan struggled, there was no reaction at all.
As for Yaowan’s resistance, it’s not resistance at all, it’s called flirting.
But at the same time, Xiao Yan, who was not really dead, couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart. He couldn't help complaining in his heart, is this not the first time this routine has happened?
But Xiao Yan really didn’t mean to be frivolous with Yao Wan. He was just overfulfilling Yao Wan’s invitation which was too implicit.
Wan'er is indeed scared.
Xiao Yan could feel it, but he didn't know what Wan'er was afraid of. Is it the unknown after falling into the realm, her own safety, or the prophecy that she didn't like at all from beginning to end?
There is no way, Xiao Yan's limit is to detect Wan'er's emotions. He and Wan'er have a very good tacit understanding. They are not able to read minds. There can be tacit understanding, but no matter how close people are, they can't understand each other. You can’t have no sense of privacy and distance.
Gradually, perhaps he realized that Xiao Yan really had no intention of doing anything to him, and really just wanted to hug him. Or perhaps he just realized that his struggle was useless, so he gradually gave up his struggle. .
Open the pendulum.
Yao Wan gave up her struggle and began to endure silently, no, enjoy Xiao Yan's embrace.
I have to say that Xiao Yan's arms are inexplicably comfortable and reassuring.
At the same time, there seemed to be a warm flame, dispelling the stickiness and coldness of the night for her.
(End of this chapter)