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

Wen Xuan's fingertips were filled with his own unique warmth, and he felt the warm touch on his forehead, feeling an indescribable itchiness.

Zhao Xuan was not afraid of being touched by Wen Xuan, but who made Wen Xuan touch him like this... It was a little itchy.

Several times, he couldn't help but dodge to the side. But when he saw Wen Xuan's serious look, he suddenly couldn't bear to dodge further. He could only laugh and said, "Is it so easy to touch?"

Wen Xuan's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, "This mole is quite pretty."

Compared with red bumps in other places, the red bump on his forehead is really not ugly. If it weren't for the fact that he was not good at drawing, he would have wanted to draw it.

Zhao Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his hand to push away Wen Xuan's hair that was messed up by the wind, and corrected it funny but helplessly, "This is not a mole, it's an allergy. In a day or two, these things will naturally be fine."

Wen Xuan's black pupils were dark brown inside. The closer he got, the clearer he could see. Zhao Xuan looked into his eyes. Just as he was about to say something, Wen Xuan's fingers suddenly slid down.

...all the way to Zhao Xuan's lips, the soft lips were repeatedly ravaged by Wen Xuan's warm fingertips, as if he had found some interesting toy and couldn't put it down.

Zhao Xuan didn't know whether he should grab Wen Xuan's hand or not. After hesitating for a while, Wen Xuan successfully took advantage of it.

When he raised his eyes again, Wen Xuan's face was already close at hand, magnified several times, and his soft lips were tightly pressed against Zhao Xuan's lips, and their breathing was intertwined.

"..."

As soon as Zhao Xuan put his hands on Wen Xuan's shoulders and tried to push him back, his arms were entangled by Wen Xuan's hands. Not to mention pushing him back hard, it was not easy to even move.

The moonlight shone on the two of them, and the faint halo was not very obvious, as if the outlines of their faces were reflected in a white light.

Wen Xuan's fair face was stained with a blush, his ears had an unignorable crimson color, and his Adam's apple slid up and down silently.

He looked drunk but not drunk, and his black and white eyes were half-closed now. The misty eyes made it difficult to tell whether he was awake or intoxicated at this moment.

Zhao Xuan didn't close his eyes. Everything happened so suddenly that he kept his eyes wide open throughout the whole process, staring blankly at Wen Xuan's handsome face so close at hand.

"...You and I..."

Wen Xuan had no next move, so his lips touched each other. Even if it was not convenient, he could still talk.

It's just that the sound is more vague.

And Zhao Xuan himself actually didn't know what to say. He hesitated to speak. He seemed to be thinking a lot, but he didn't know what to say?

After hearing what Zhao Xuan said, Wen Xuan raised his head to look at Zhao Xuan with great effort. His eyes filled with water vapor gave people a misty and unreal feeling.

Zhao Xuan's heart palpitated, as if he had been hit by something. He thumped suddenly and moved his lips. Before he could speak, Wen Xuan suddenly lowered his head and leaned against his shoulder.

The movement without warning left Zhao Xuan stunned...

The hands hanging on both sides, unable to be lifted, were just frozen in mid-air, hesitating whether to lift them up to help Wen Xuan up.

Wen Xuan, who was leaning on his shoulder, did not move at all. He tilted his head, facing Zhao Xuan's neck, and his warm breath hit his neck...

Zhao Xuan moved his shoulders unaccustomedly, and the unaccustomed itch fell without warning.

"?"

Is this asleep?

He paused, then placed his fingers on Wen Xuan's shoulders, tapping them lightly a few times, "Wen Xuan, are you drunk?"

Wen Xuan groaned, not knowing whether he was replying to Zhao Xuan's words or speaking unconsciously.

Zhao Xuan looked down and put his chin against Wen Xuan's slightly hot forehead. He clearly saw the other person's eyes closed. He could only stop pushing him and sighed helplessly.

Forget it, people are like this, there’s nothing to say.

Even if he said it, Wen Xuan might not be able to listen.

He gently lifted his fingers and straightened Wenxuan's bangs that were blown by the wind in a leisurely manner. Then he turned sideways, bent down and picked the person up horizontally. With a little boost, the roof fell lightly.

Like gods falling from the sky, the orchids and jade trees are clean and unstained by dust.

Zhao Xuan put the person in the room next to his, so that he could detect it immediately in case Wen Xuan felt unwell in the middle of the night.

As for the other people drinking in the lobby, he didn't go out of his way to look at them, thinking that they would have some sense of restraint.

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The next day.

Everything that happened in Yuan County soon began to spread, not that what they did to the monks was spread.

The news that spread is that the source of the strangeness in Yuan County has been eliminated. Now Yuan County is no longer a dangerous place and cannot be easily set foot in.

As soon as the news spread, the faces of Chu You and others who came down to have breakfast were not pretty.

They were not in a good mood last night, and they seemed to be deliberately getting drunk. Zhao Xuan and Wen Xuan drank a jar of wine each, but they were not so restrained. Several of them drank ten jars of wine.

One night passed, and everyone felt a rare headache. The most annoying thing about a hangover was the headache the next day. Chu You was the youngest, and his ability to drink was not very good. He vomited all over the sky in the morning. land.

Wen Xuan's drinking capacity could not keep up with that of Chu You. He drank less than them last night. Although he didn't vomit when he got up in the morning, his face was unusually pale and his lips were even pale.

The people at the next table were too busy discussing matters in Yuan County, and they listened quietly to those people's talk. Whether they were analyzing whether there might be evil spirits in Yuan County, or someone was deliberately causing trouble, they didn't say anything.

Zhao Xuan should be the only one among the few who can eat steamed buns calmly. With his slow and leisurely movements, those who don't know think he is eating some delicious food!

"Senior Brother Zhao, are you planning to return to the sect today?" Chu You asked while breaking off the white flour buns and eating them, looking at Zhao Xuan curiously.

Zhao Xuan noticed that as soon as Chu You said these words, Wen Xuan and several others looked at him in unison, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.

There was no expression on his face, as if he didn't feel Wen Xuan's gaze at all, and he said calmly, "Don't worry, I came down the mountain this time just to practice. It's still early to return to the sect."

Wen Xuan stopped eating, and unconsciously broke the steamed buns with his fingers, so that the steamed buns were broken into pieces, but he himself was still unconscious.

Chu You's eyes lit up, "Then why don't you, Senior Brother Zhao, come back to the sect with us? Although our Yunxiao Sect is not a pleasant place, it is still unique."

He was full of curiosity about Zhao Xuan, especially this one who hardly made any moves along the way and was full of mystery, which made him both curious and looking forward to it.

I hope Zhao Xuan can take action in front of them and let them see what the strength of Xuantian Sect's senior brother is?