Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

After Wen Xuan heard Zhao Xuan say that he was holding a purple bottle, he roughly guessed that he might have done something bad with good intentions.

Over the years, in fact, except for getting a little closer to Zhao Xuan, everyone else has always kept a distance from him.

Even though he always thought that he was not too difficult to speak, the cold and noble character in him that was not easy to approach had naturally separated him from other disciples.

He didn't worship before entering the mountain gate. He was the legitimate son of his family and was born in a big family. He was always dressed and cared for by servants. For this reason, he had never known that he... turned out to be indifferent to color for so many years.

Wen Xuan did not suspect that Zhao Xuan had lied to him. Instead, he temporarily suppressed his inexplicable heat and clenched the bottle in his hand, looking at Zhao Xuan as if to confirm but also in disbelief.

"Is this...purple?"

Zhao Xuan was not wearing any clothes and could not pull his collar like Wen Xuan did. He could only raise his hand to slightly lift a corner of the quilt to relieve the unsuppressible heat in his body.

Faced with Wen Xuan's hesitant inquiry, Zhao Xuan paused and chose to tell the truth, "Yes, it's purple."

Wen Xuan tightened his grip on the bottle, "Then the strangeness in our bodies is due to this illusion or the things in the bottle..."

Ming Ming had already guessed the answer, but he still wanted to get another answer from Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan let out a breath and raised his hand to touch Wen Xuanfa's stunned forehead, "Don't think so much, you didn't mean it. This medicine is originally a good tonic, but it's just one of the herbs, which is very good for the body. ..It’s a bit easy for men to overdo it.”

Wen Xuan accidentally took this tonic pill and his body was heating up out of control. The touch of Zhao Xuan's gentle tap on his forehead made him feel hotter than ever before.

It seemed that the area touched by Zhao Xuan was not only burned, but also seemed to have been burned by the fire, so it was extremely hot. Even if Zhao Xuan only touched it lightly, he quickly stopped his hand.

Wen Xuan still remembered the hot touch. As for Zhao Xuan's words, he listened attentively. He didn't feel really guilty in his heart. Even if he wanted to blame himself, he didn't have the energy.

Zhao Xuan couldn't see the heat on his face, but Wen Xuan could see it clearly because he could see it so clearly.

In his opinion, the corners of Zhao Xuan's eyes, which were irritated, turned red, so he shouldn't let people think too much.

Even if he has known Zhao Xuan for only a short time, he can still tell that he is not a person who cries easily, and even if he takes this big tonic pill, he will feel... burning.

Zhao Xuan had no reason to cry.

Zhao Xuan did not cry. The redness at the corners of his eyes was completely a physiological reaction caused by allergies and the effects of deer antler.

The quality of this antler is so good that it is completely different from the antler cultivated in the ordinary world.

Each sect in the world of cultivation will have a special medicinal field. The larger the sect, the more likely it is that it can cultivate high-grade immortal grass.

In fact, if we really want to say that it is mixed with deer antler, it is better to say that it is high-grade fairy grass, and its effect is comparable to that of deer antler, or even better than deer antler.

The consequence of the effect being too good is that... Wen Xuan, who is always neatly dressed and attaches great importance to etiquette, has unknowingly taken off his outer robe.

The sound of the outer robe falling lightly to the ground made Wen Xuan reluctantly wake up for a moment, which made him stiffen, feeling embarrassed by his unconsciousness and subconscious reaction.

Compared to his forehead, Zhao Xuan actually wanted to touch Wen Xuan's small tear mole. The small tear mole under the corner of his eye had made him salivate for a long time.

How much sanity can be expected of two people whose brains are filled with unprecedented heat?

Zhao Xuan raised his hand and gently rubbed the small black tear mole. Wen Xuan felt that his whole face seemed to be getting hotter and hotter due to the hot touch of Zhao Xuan's fingertips.

This kind of burning seems to echo the heat in the body from beginning to end.

Wen Xuan, who was already feeling hot all over, should have subconsciously wanted to avoid the heat, but he didn't avoid it. Instead, he looked up at Zhao Xuan with confused eyes.

Zhao Xuan felt as if he had been seduced by a goblin, and he kissed her again out of nowhere.

He kissed the spot where the small mole of tears was. Wen Xuan's eyelashes, as thin as cicada wings, trembled slightly, like injured butterfly wings. They trembled a few times, then kept hanging down and could no longer fly. As if.

At some point, his fingers dug tightly into the wooden board beside the bed. Faced with Zhao Xuan's sudden behavior, Wen Xuan not only did not push him away, he became angry and became inexplicably nervous.

It was as if his heart was tightly grasped by a big hand, and he held his breath unconsciously, letting Zhao Xuan's warm and soft lips stay in the corner of his eyes for a full two seconds.

These two seconds... would have been enough for him to push Zhao Xuan away and teach him a lesson.

Wen Xuan did not do this. The heat factor in his body was instantly ignited by Zhao Xuan's gentle kiss at this moment.

The three points of sanity he had left were instantly burned away.

Facing Zhao Xuan's pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be breathtaking, he seemed to be fascinated and closed his eyes.

His movement was like a signal. Zhao Xuan's lips kept moving downwards. It was obviously just a warm and soft touch, but Yu Wenxuan was like a hot fire, lighting up his face everywhere.

In addition, he clearly felt a big hand resting on his waist, holding it tentatively at the beginning and tightening it slightly harder at the back.

Every movement has a slight change, and there is a transition from temptation to the wantonness behind it.

Wen Xuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was a man of few desires. He always abided by the rules, but he really lacked experience in this matter.

Inexplicably at first, I didn't push him away. Later, even though I felt a little strange, I couldn't push him away.

Zhao Xuan has been holding back the longing in his heart. He makes it easy for him to have delusions about the people around him, but he has always been...Zhao Xuan's delusions.

Normally he can tolerate it, but right now, it's obviously not a question of whether he wants to tolerate it, but... a question of when it will break out.

He ate two pills in one go. He thought they were bigu pills, but he didn't expect them to be big tonic pills, which made his body unbearably hot.

Wen Xuan, who was only wearing a thin white undershirt, could clearly feel the hands moving around his waist, sliding to the belt on his lower side, and pulled off the tied belt with a slight hook of his fingers.

Wen Xuan has never done such...unbridled behavior. The cultivation sect does not have to be pure and live a life like a monk.

In addition to the sects and monks who really have to abide by the rules and precepts, they can still choose like-minded Taoist companions.

However, one thing is very similar between the world of cultivation and the human world.

In the eyes of secular people, the union between men and men is still contrary to the norm, extremely rebellious and intolerant of the secular world.

Wen Xuan should have blocked Zhao Xuan's further movements, but for some unknown reason, until Zhao Xuan actually took off his clothes, he... never really stopped him.