In the distance, Mu Xiyun sent Huang Zelin off and was walking back slowly.

His undershirt was completely soaked, and the front of his shirt was loosened, revealing a large white chest. When he stepped into the water, the hem of his clothes floated up with the spring water, and he could vaguely see his long, straight legs swaying back and forth.

A stream of heat rushed out from the bottom of my heart and drilled straight down into my lower abdomen, and my body responded immediately. Gu Qingqiao sank into the water, not daring to look again.

But the hot spring water was too hot, and the whole body was restless. If A Yun comes over later... Gu Qing Bridge did not dare to stay where he was, and quietly swam to a farther place.

Standing under the waterfall to receive the scouring of cold water, Gu Qingqiao became more awake.

Not far away, there is Mu Xiyuan, who he cares about for two generations, the little fairy with a rabbit lantern on the Lantern Festival night, the little junior brother who begged him to come back to see him with red eyes, and Mo Yun who walked in the Central Plains to conquer demons and eliminate demons. Shanshou Disciple is also a confidant who would rather die on the execution platform and want him to regain his sobriety.

This person was once the ray of light in the darkest moments and the only hope for him to survive.

How can it be profane?

But when he saw Mu Xiyuan stretch out his hand to touch the water curtain, those slender fingers were in front of him, giving Gu Qingqiao an infinite temptation. Before he could figure out what he was doing, he reached out and pulled Mu Xiyun into his arms.

Now that he is full of warm fragrance and warm jade, the jade man's hands are still poking around him restlessly. God knows how much effort it took him to restrain himself and not throw him down on the stone wall.

Feeling the tension in his body, Mu Xiyun stopped.

The light behind the waterfall is dim, and only a little moonlight is projected through the water curtain. The sound of the waterfall separates the place from the outside world into two worlds.

The two were immersed in the chest-high spring water, their long hair rippling with the waves, tightly entangled together.

Looking at each other, Gu Qingqiao's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, which were as bright as flames, but he tried his best to restrain them, with a painful forbearance.

Mu Xiyun sighed softly, stroked his cheek with one hand, closed his eyes slightly, and gently pressed his lips.

The touch on his lips was warm and soft, and Gu Qingqiao only felt that something in his brain collapsed. The lips parted as soon as they touched, and the person in front of him moved away a little, with a faint smile in his eyes.

After being stunned for a moment, Gu Qingqiao suddenly tightened his arms, clasped his shoulders with both hands, and pressed the person tightly against the stone wall.

I always thought that only I was delusional, but I never dared to think about what kind of feelings Ayun had for him.

Gu Qingqiao lowered his head and kissed the person in front of him deeply. The tip of the tongue gently separated the lips and teeth, greedily absorbing the sweetness from the other's mouth.

The tip of the tongue entangled and played for a long time, until both of them had difficulty breathing, Gu Qingqiao ended the kiss. Coveting the soft touch, he gently pecked on the lips before letting go.

Xiao Xianjun's face was flushed, a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, and his lips were rosy and shimmering, causing Gu Qingqiao to kiss him deeply again.

Mu Xiyun's legs were sore and weak, and he couldn't support it. Gu Qingqiao steadied his figure with both hands, and hugged him tightly in his arms. The force seemed to be rubbing him into the bones and blood. The skin under the hands is delicate and feels smoother and warmer in the hot spring water...

"Senior Brother Gu! Senior Brother Mu!" Qin Le's cry came from outside the water curtain.

The two suddenly woke up, and the water curtain separated the outside world from exploring.

"Let's go, they may have gone back to rest." Su Yanjun's voice came. The two gradually walked away.

Mu Xiyuan gently pushed the Guqing Bridge away, her ears were red, and she turned to leave.

Gu Qingqiao grabbed him, pulled up the undershirt that had been half-faded to his waist, and gave him a heavy kiss on the face: "Hurry up and put on your robe, be careful of catching a cold. You go first, I will Go back later."

Mu Xiyuan nodded, got out of the water curtain, and walked away slowly.

Gu Qingqiao looked down at himself and stood back under the waterfall with a wry smile.

His mind was still a little unclear, Gu Qingqiao's fingers touched his lips, and the memory of the kiss just now seemed unreal, making people think that it was just a dream of Nanke. I never thought that A Yun would take the initiative to take this step, but now it seems that he has too many concerns.

With an involuntary smile, Gu Qingqiao walked out of the waterfall, put on a robe and walked to the guest room.

Chapter 79 Memory

The night in the mountains was cool and quiet, and Gu Qingqiao walked slowly to the gate of the small courtyard. The oil lamp in Mu Xiyun's room was still on, and the dim light cast his silhouette on the window, forming a beautiful picture.

Gu Qingqiao's heart was hot, and he walked to the window lightly and looked into the window.

Mu Xiyun was sitting at the table, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand, and there was a round bead on the table in front of him.

The window lattice rattled, and Mu Xiyuan raised the corners of her mouth, and before she could speak, she was deeply kissed.

Lip points. Gu Qingqiao touched his forehead, neither of them spoke, enjoying the tranquility of coexistence.

After a while, Mu Xiyun turned her face sideways, pushed him and said, "I found something, come and have a look."

Gu Qingqiao let go of his hand reluctantly, picked up Mu Xiyuan's teacup on the table, took a sip and said with a smile, "A small story book?"

Mu Xiyun glared at him, "I found this in the cabinet in the room just now." Then he pointed to the standing cabinet by the wall. It was a cabinet made of bamboo, with some antiques and collections. The door of the cabinet was made of bamboo strips in various patterns, and the handicrafts inside could be faintly seen under the half-coverage. It was very delicate.

"Just now, this bead has been glowing inside. Under the bead is this letter."

"Letter? To whom?" Gu Qingqiao asked.

Mu Xiyuan raised the pieces of paper, "I didn't specify it in particular, just tell the person who found this bead."

Gu Qingqiao leaned over and read the letter with him.

"This person is..." Mu Xiyun stared at the letter paper and said, "It's the steward of the Hot Spring Courtyard. Well, maybe he knows what happened here."

The two quickly turned the pages and turned to stare at the bead.

This letter was written by the last steward of Wenquan Bieyuan. First, he briefly introduced his life, how to enter the Jinghu family, and how to become the steward of Wenquan Bieyuan.