Male God Please Lie Down

I don't know how much time has passed, she felt that someone was touching herself.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and watched Yintian put her hands on her stomach.

The two looked at each other, and Yintian's complexion turned red all at once.

"What's wrong with you!?"

Qing Ming asked aloud.

"No, go to sleep!"

Yintian's face was a little red, but he didn't know how to explain this to Qingming.

Qingming looked at him, and felt that the two were married. Some things should be just as natural.

"okay!"

Qingming nodded, stretched out his hand to hug his waist, and hid his face in front of his chest.

When Yintian saw her suddenly, her delicate body just lay in her arms, and her heart became softer.

There seemed to be something burning in her body, and the blood seemed to boil after she hit her arms.

His whole body also became hot.

Yintian learned what was taught in that book, and began to explore step by step.

"The system prompts that the universe has moved a lot, use OR and don't use it."

"use!"

After choosing to use it, Qingming's soul came out of the original owner's body.

After the two of them were happy, Qing Ming entered this body again.

After entering the body, he smelled the air, filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

Sure enough, it is the fairy peony. When he is happy, he still has its own fragrance.

"Does it hurt!?"

Yintian suddenly thought that his actions just now were a bit rude, and then softly asked Qingming.

Qingming shook his head, hugged Yintian and fell asleep again.

Yintian also felt very satisfied, holding Qingming's arm, and even harder.

Because of his effort, Qingming felt very hot at night, and came out of Yintian's arms over and over again.

It's just that she just slipped out and was hugged back by Yintian.

Until the end, Qingming felt as if it was a bit cold, and then lay in the bed again, not coming out.

In the early morning, when Qing Ming woke up, there was no one beside him.

As soon as she sat up, she heard a round of noise from the door.

She raised her head and looked away, only to see Yintian approaching, with a bowl in his hand.

"I used the chicken broth from last night to cook noodles."

Yintian brought the noodles to her.

Steaming noodles, with bursts of aroma.

Qingming took the chopsticks and clamped some noodles, and found that the noodles were slightly wider.

"I didn't do well!"

Yintian also discovered that his noodles are indeed a bit generous.

"nothing!"

Qingming shook his head, as long as he has the heart to do it for you.

Nothing is better than two words... intentional.

As long as it is intentional, everything is easy to say.

Yintian didn't let Qingming get up after eating the noodles.

"I'm an immortal, how can I be afraid of this coldness!"

Qing Ming couldn't help feeling funny, but seeing him caring about himself so much, he felt warm in his heart.

Qingming got up from the bed and went out with Yintian.

"The snow outside is so big!"

Qingming watched the goose-feather-like heavy snow outside, but after a while, the snowflakes here had already covered the ground with a thick layer.