[Onmyoji] Did you get SSR today?

into the night.

Qingming was wearing pajamas, sitting by the bed and arranging Yuhun.

All Shikigami's souls need to be updated once again, output, control and treatment must be arranged according to the needs of the team.There will be new Shikigami joining tomorrow, and you have to match the Yuhun in advance.

Seimei couldn't help yawning, and finally finished setting up Sister Cherry's Royal Soul, and put down the box in his hand a little tiredly.

Boya was still quarreling, and went to the dojo to shoot arrows in the middle of the night, while Qingming was lying on the bed alone in a daze.

Yuhun has already been matched, and the arrangement of the team will be announced tomorrow.The news about the gate of the underworld is being collected by Yan Mo, and Kagura is in charge of leading the new shikigami. There is still no news about the eight hundred bhikkhuni, and there are others...

There were a bunch of unresolved problems entangled in his brain, Qingming lay on the bed, buried his head in the pillow, thinking about this incident, maybe his body was too tired, and it didn't take long before he fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Boya had gone back to his room at some point, sleeping peacefully with his arms around Qingming's waist.Qingming breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and stroked Boya's hair.

When Boya fell asleep, he didn't take care of his long hair, and it was messy and stuck to his face.Qingming pulled his hair behind his ears for him, feeling that he was like a child who hadn't grown up yet. She should be more mature than him, and she should stand in the position of taking care of him and be more considerate of him.

Of course, Boya felt in his heart that it was Qingming who needed his care.

The two always consider each other for each other, hoping to obtain a result that is more beneficial to the other, but they are firm in their own ideas, which will naturally lead to conflicts.And every time this happens, Boya is giving way to him.

Thinking of this, Qingming couldn't help chuckling.He gently kissed Boya's hair, and looked at his sleeping face with nostalgia.

If possible, I really hope that days like this can continue.

After a night's rest, Qingming had regained some energy. He wanted to get up and continue making arrangements, so he moved his body, trying to get out of Boya's embrace.

Boya hugged Qingming so tightly that his whole body was stuck to Qingming's body. When he moved, Boya immediately sensed it, and opened his eyes in a daze, just in time to meet Qingming's smiling face.

"Sorry for waking you up." Qingming got out of Boya's arms and said, "It's still early, you go on sleeping." He wanted to get out of bed as he said that.

Boya was dazed for a few seconds, seeing that Qingming was about to step over him and fall to the ground, he subconsciously hugged Qingming's waist and pushed him back on the bed.

"Bo Ya?"

"What are you going to do?"

"Replace the imperial souls for the shikigami."

"Yan Mo hasn't even released news about the Gate of the Underworld yet. Why are you so anxious?" Boya frowned, pressed Qingming's body, buried her face in his shoulder, and whispered, "You are so anxious Leave me?"

"I didn't abandon you." Qingming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he put his arms around Boya, stroked his back lightly, and said softly, "There are so many shikigami, you have to change them one by one."

Boya kissed Qingming's neck and rubbed his ears.Qingming felt a little itchy, so she withdrew a hand, placed it on Boya's shoulder, and gently pushed.

Such a gentle refusal, in Boya's eyes, was a textbook-like push-and-grab. He pressed Qingming's hands to his sides, leaned over and kissed his eyelids, then wiped his cheeks, and finally kissed his lips. lips.

In recent days, Qingming's health has always been up and down, and he seems very weak. Boya dare not force him, and the two may not have been intimate for a long time.Such dry wood and raging fire, once started, cannot be stopped.

Qingming was lying on the bed, and his clothes were taken off without realizing it, and there was a slight wind blowing in through the crack of the window, and he couldn't help shrinking back.

Boya lifted the quilt, covered her body, wrapped Qingming tightly in her arms, stroked him very gently, and kissed his cheek lightly.

Seimei also kept responding, feeling a little overwhelmed.

In the past, although Boya was not considered rude, he was definitely not a considerate person, and it was even reluctant to describe him as gentle.Generally speaking, the movements are relatively gentle when you can endure it at the beginning, but in the later stage, you are basically a beast.

But this time, Boya kept his movements at a slow speed, kissing and touching full of love, as if he was taking care of a porcelain doll in his palm, for fear of breaking it.

"Boya." Qingming couldn't bear it any longer, his voice was hoarse, he moved forward and kissed the corner of Boya's lips, and said in a low voice, "Boya, it's alright."

Boya didn't respond to him, and still maintained a gentle frequency, kissing his face softly.

For Qingming, this unpleasant feeling is simply torture.His breathing was disordered, tears were hanging from the corners of his eyes, and his tone was a little messed up: "Bo Ya... I can't stand it."

"En." Boya straightened Qingming's temples, let go of his restraint, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and hugged him.The two hugged each other and sat, Qingming's hands were free, sitting on Boya's lap, and immediately wrapped his arms around his neck impatiently.

Boya pulled up the quilt, draped it over Qingming's shoulders, and made a half circle around it, wrapping the two of them together.Qingming put his arms around Boya, and moved his waist uncomfortably, but after waiting for a long time, Boya didn't make any next move.

"Bo Ya?" Qingming couldn't help letting go of Boya, and gave him a puzzled look.

"Huh?" Boya supported Qingming's waist, and put his forehead on his shoulder, "Want?"

Qingming had never seen Boya like this before, he nodded in doubt, and replied, "Yes."

Boya patted his crotch lightly, pulled him to lean on her body, and said, "Then do it yourself."

Qingming: "..."

From experience, Seimei is not impossible.

It's just that Boya never forced him to take the initiative, and this sudden shock made him a little overwhelmed.Her body was still hot and dry, Qingming bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and after a long time, she slowly moved her waist.

"Bo Ya, did you do it on purpose?" Qingming pressed against Boya's body, and the two embraced each other, unable to see each other's expressions, only a hint of crying could be heard in their voices.

Boya hugged him and asked, "Do you know what I did wrong?"

"I didn't do anything wrong." Qingming shook his head and said softly, "Boya, this is the best arrangement I can think of."

Boya moved violently, Qingming couldn't help but tremble all over, and almost cried out.

"Have you considered what happens? Seimei." Boya pressed him down again, "You are the strongest onmyoji in Kyoto, but before that, you were just an ordinary person. Ibaraki You can still find him, but if you..."

Boya accepted the words, lowered his head in pain, and did not make another sound.

"How could I die?" Seimei laughed, "I have so many powerful shikigami."

"When you were at the Phoenix Shrine, you almost died under the karmic fire of the Phoenix!" Boya held his forehead helplessly, shook his head and said, "Qingming, what should I do with you? You never listen to the advice of others , everything is taken care of by myself.”

"Bo Ya, I will take care of Yaqi Orochi and Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni." Qingming reached out and touched Boya's cheek, "My garden, and this Heianjing, I will take care of."

Boya sighed softly: "I'll wait for you to come back."

"it is good."

"If I don't wait for you to come back, I won't live alone."

"Bo Ya..."

"We made a promise when we were in the Underworld, you and I will cross the River of Forgetfulness together." Boya said without giving Qingming a chance to retort, "That's the deal."

Qingming also sighed helplessly: "I will definitely come back."

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Speeding the car in the cold night of the magic city...

It's a bit late, and it's a little short~