Chaomu

When the bamboo bell under the eaves was blown by the morning breeze, and the sound was soft, Yun Shu opened his eyes in a daze. What he saw was the man's slightly opened black skirt, his long silver hair intertwined with her blue silk, The strong arms let her head rest comfortably on the pillow.

Yun Shu couldn't help shrinking herself back, and took a deep breath. His familiar breath calmed her down a little.

He was in a deep sleep, Yun Shu relaxed his movements and arched into his arms, he subconsciously tightened his arms, and rubbed her face comfortingly with his palms.

Yun Shu blinked, stretched out his hand, his white fingertips started from his forehead, brushed his eyebrows, slid to the tip of his nose, and traced his face.

There are obvious bruises under his eyelids, he must not have had a good rest these days, Yun Shu frowned, leaned over and kissed his thin lips lightly, then carefully pulled his arms away, and sat up on the bed .

Before she could turn around, a force came from her waist, bringing her into warm arms again.

The white-haired man opened his eyes and frowned, "Book?"

Yun Shu let out a "hmm", followed his strength and nestled back into his arms, stretched out his hand to caress his side face, "It's still early, go on to sleep, I'm going to morning class, and I'll call you when I come back."

Wei Zhuang didn't refuse, he brought Yun Shu's little hand to his lips and kissed it, and smoothed her messy black hair, "Put on more."

"it is good."

Yun Shu smiled lightly, rubbed his neck against his neck with a smile, got up to get dressed, washed up and came back to tuck the corner of the quilt for him, then took Zhiyan and went out the door.

After teaching some young disciples morning lessons, Wei Zhuang was already up when Yun Shu returned to his room, and was sitting by the window wiping shark teeth. Yun Shu casually put Zhiyan down, put away the breakfast, and took the initiative to serve him a bowl Hand over the hot porridge.

While doing this, Yun Shu suddenly remembered when he was still in Zilanxuan.

When she was a cat, even Wei Zhuang got up early to practice swordsmanship, and when he came back from swordsmanship, he woke her up to eat, and she recovered later, it was the same.

Today it's the other way around.

Thinking in this way, Yun Shu smiled lightly, attracting Wei Zhuang to look over, held a piece of snack and brought it to her lips, "What are you laughing at?"

Yun Shu opened his mouth and ate it all at once, holding his chin with his small hand, smiling, "It's nothing."

"correct."

Yun Shu suddenly remembered something, tapped the table with his fingertips, "You stay here, is the quicksand really all right?"

Wei Zhuang looked up at her with calm eyes, "You don't believe me?"

Although it was still Yun Shu's familiar cold tone, this sentence actually sounded a bit...aggrieved.

Yun Shu immediately shook his head, "Of course I believe you, I just don't want to delay you."

"Three years."

Wei Zhuang calmly put down his bamboo chopsticks, deep waves accumulated in his silver gray eyes, "If you don't let me stay, you will delay me even longer."

It means that you have delayed me for three years, do you plan to continue?

After all, Yun Shu understood this meaning, the corners of her mouth twitched, and decided not to continue this topic, "After all, I am not short of food for one person here, if you want to stay, just stay."

"The base near the foot of the mountain has the main force of quicksand, and someone will send here the daily quicksand affairs, so there will be no problem."

After Wei Zhuang finished eating, he relaxed and leaned against the window, with a mellow and intoxicating voice, "Besides, you not only have to take care of my food, but also my pen and ink, and..."

After a pause, he fixedly looked at the person opposite, and said with a more serious tone, "And you."

"I?"

Yun Shu blinked, a little confused, "What do you mean?"

"What? Throw it away when you're done using it?"

As he spoke, Wei Zhuang looked in one direction, with a somewhat meaningful expression on his face.

Yun Shu followed his line of sight and saw his own bed. The plain bed curtain was tied up, and the brocade quilt was folded neatly.

She immediately blushed and curled her lips, "We have nothing, don't scare my apprentice with nonsense."

Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows and said casually, "There will be in the future."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and with his warm fingertips, he wiped away the crumbs of dim sum at the corner of Yunshu's mouth, "I'm not in a hurry, Shushu."

Yun Shu leaned back a little, raised his hand to brush away his hands that wanted to continue making trouble, and glared at him, "Enough is enough."

Compared with three years ago, Yun Shu has lost the youthfulness of a girl. With such a reproachful glance, the charm is full, and the slightly raised eyebrows have a different taste, which makes Wei Zhuang's Adam's apple twitch, and his eyes are slightly deep .

However, Wei Zhuang has always been patient enough to accept as soon as he sees a deal, temporarily letting go of Yun Shu, who is already blushing.

Only a few people knew about the leader of Quicksand’s stay in Yunshu Yard, and it was not announced to the public. Wei Zhuang dealt with quicksand affairs here every day. At this time, Quicksand was enough to deter some Xiao Xiaoxiao, and there were not many times when he needed to take action in person, so he Most of them were with Yun Shu.

Practice swords with her, enjoy flowers with her, handle Taoist affairs with her, and sleep with her countless nights.

His embrace was wide enough and warm enough to allow Yun Shu to temporarily put down his pressure and burden, and nestled in to sleep peacefully without any scruples. His arms were wrapped around his waist, which was an obvious gesture of dependence.

After dealing with the people in the net and some other mischievous little ghosts in the door, Tianzong obviously calmed down a lot, and Yun Shu was able to breathe a little bit of relief. He explained the Taoist classics to the young disciples every day, and resumed his previous practice.

It's just that there is one more Wei Zhuang than before.

He seems to have completely infiltrated her life, and she is used to the days with him, used to fighting swords with him in the rustling bamboo forest in the morning, used to walking hand in hand with him on the path paved with fallen flowers, used to being in the Under the yangyang moonlight, they licked their lips and teeth with him until they were soft in his arms.

Now that the troubled times are raging, Yun Shu should be the youngest sect leader among all the masters. He has a beautiful face, extraordinary swordsmanship, and can stabilize the overall situation. The sum of these three points is enough to attract everyone.

Especially men.

Perhaps because Wei Zhuang was already by his side, Yun Shu didn't feel much about this matter, and naturally he didn't pay much attention to other young talents.

Therefore, when a senior brother in the door blushed and brought a hosta to her, she just smiled and shook her head.

That senior also knew how to advance and retreat, he didn't force himself, he put away the jade hairpin and smiled heartily, then turned and left.

Yun Shu shook his head helplessly, gathered the cloak around his body, and walked back to his room under the cool moonlight.

Wei Zhuang was dealing with quicksand affairs, and had already changed into pajamas, Yun Shu didn't bother him, and took his clothes to take a bath, but the white-haired man was not there when he came back.

Yun Shu raised his eyebrows in doubt, and just as he was about to call out, an arm wrapped around her waist, his back rested on his warm chest, and his chin rested on his shoulder, surrounded by a familiar breath.

Yun Shu didn't struggle, and leaned into his arms following his strength, relaxing himself, "I thought you were gone."

Wei Zhuang didn't say much, he just turned the person in his arms around, held her face and bent down.

Yun Shu raised his head slightly to cooperate with his movements, put his arms around his neck, and his wide clothes hung down, revealing a section of Ningxue's wrist.

His strength today was exceptionally strong, but within a few breaths, Yun Shu had already softened, and he could only rely on his arms to stabilize himself, the tip of his tongue was forced to tremble by him, and the end of his eyes soon fainted tear stains.

Yun Shu quickly sensed that his emotions were wrong, as if he was suppressing something.

After a while, Yun Shu took a deep breath, leaned weakly on his shoulder, and said softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Wei Zhuang didn't answer, he directly picked her up and put her in the soft quilt, leaned over on top of her, restrained her struggle, and gently rubbed her side face with his fingertips.

There were dark waves in his eyes, and his voice was low and hoarse, "When will you say it?"

Yun Shu frowned, "What did you say?"

"Talk about us."

Wei Zhuang approached her, hooked the hair on the side of her face behind her ears, and slowed down his tone, "You want me to remain anonymous for the rest of my life?"

The book is his!

Ever since he brought Tangtang back that year, she has been his!

Why is he now a warm bed?

Thinking like this, Wei Zhuang continued, "I saw it."

"what did you see?"

Yun Shu blinked and quickly understood what he meant, "That senior brother?"

Seeing her still blank face, Wei Zhuang became more and more aggrieved as he thought about it, and he simply covered his already bright red and moist lips again, and the hot tip of his tongue wrapped around her directly, making her feel his love directly.

Yun Shu narrowed his eyes, and did not refuse. While bearing his enthusiasm, he rubbed the back of his head soothingly.

After a while, Yun Shu blinked his watery eyes, took the initiative to kiss the tip of his nose, and smiled softly, "I was going to tell you about it."

She paused, brushed his eyebrows with her slender fingers, and said with a smile, "Junior Sister Xiaomeng will leave the customs next month, when..."

She paused, deliberately slowed down her voice, and whispered into his ear, "There happened to be an auspicious day in that month."

Wei Zhuang opened his eyes slightly, and the bottom of the silver-gray pupils gradually lit up with starlight, just like when he picked apricot blossoms with the blade of his sword and sent them to her.

"I'll make arrangements tomorrow."

Wei Zhuang held her little hand tightly, intertwined his fingers patiently, and looked down at her, "Where do you want to get married?"

Yun Shu smiled lightly, casually playing with his strand of white hair, "Wherever you are, I will be there."

Wei Zhuang's eyes flickered for a while, and he said his proposal, "How about Quenching Poison Valley?"

That's his place.

Yun Shu responded with a smile, "Okay."

Only then did a stone in Wei Zhuang's heart fall to the ground, and in his sight was the girl's blushing and pretty face, with messy black hair entangled with his white hair.

And she herself was smiling lightly at herself.

She belongs to him.

Wei Zhuang's eyes dimmed, and the hand on her waist lifted her belt, his fingertips tremblingly traced her outline, every inch was scorching hot.

Yun Shu didn't refuse, he acquiesced in his actions, making him even more presumptuous.

His movements were very young, with obvious restraint, Yun Shu smiled slightly, and took the initiative to climb up his back, and plunged his fingertips into his shoulders in a jolt, leaving obvious marks.

The undercurrent of the abyss that had been suppressed for a long time surged out at this moment, holding Yun Shu lost an inch, and could only cling to Wei Zhuang and sob in a low voice, the end of his eyes fainted with rouge, his eyebrows and eyes were moving and charming.

When the river overturned, Yun Shu lost his mind slightly, only the white-haired man's dark eyes were left in his sight.

Wei Zhuang was not satisfied, he wanted to see her confused, to see her fade away from the slenderness of the head of the Tianzong sect, to see her dyed in all her charms, to see her softly weeping for him, to see her...to be completely his own.

The evening wind that night was very gentle, but in the world inside the plain bed curtain, the wind and rain were extremely violent, just like the night when he and her first met, the wind and rain blew outside, and he stepped into the warm place created by her. land, making eye contact with her.

Just like the sword light between him and her in the peach forest, she smiled and took the peach branch he handed over to her.

That one glance was to determine the rest of her life——

Only belong to him.

Thoroughly.

The author has something to say:

Wei Zhuang: (seriously) I have finally changed from warming the bed to being the master.

At this point, Wei Zhuang's chapter ends. He and Yun Shu are mutual redemptive love. Yun Shu once walked towards him with blood, and he also protected her against the wind, frost, rain and snow in the world. Both of them are each other's warmth, irreplaceable.

Next, I will update the solo episode, first of all, Your Majesty.