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    The moon has risen, and Qing Lingling is imprinted in the cold pool.

    Shi Wuluo was sitting on the stone pool, and Qiu Bodeng was lying on his lap.

    After a quarrel, the two finally remembered the candied haws that were neglected in the snow. At this moment, the rock candy wrapped around it has completely solidified, and the bright red fruits are round and lovely. Shi Wu Luo put the bamboo stick horizontally on Qiu Bodeng's lips, indulging him in the arrogant and extravagant young man who had ready-made clothes, stretched out his hand to eat, and opened his mouth.

    Qiu Bo Deng didn't eat much, he was half picky and half playful. As for the remaining half of the candied haws, Shi Wuluo will solve it.

    Having tried several flavors of crabapple, hawthorn, and sweet berry, Qiu Bodeng reached out and pushed away the thin bamboo stick, indicating that he did not want to eat any more.

    "Aluo, I left you before and made you wait for thousands of years..." Qiu Bodeng turned sideways and put his arms around Luo Jin's thin waist, so that he wouldn't see his expression or go. Seeing his expression, "You," after a slight pause, seemed to ask casually, "Do you blame me?"

    "I love you."

    The wind is quiet and the snow is soft.

    After a while, Qiu Bodeng turned over again. Under the moonlight, the end of his eyes was faintly red for some reason.

    He looked up at Shi Wuluo.

    The two looked at each other for a while, and Qiu Bodeng pulled Shi Wuluo down and gave him a kiss that started fierce and then gradually turned to a long kiss. The high-quality rock candy simmered in the copper kettle melted between the lips and teeth of the two, and it was sweet. After separating, Qiu Bodeng wrapped his arms around Shi Wuluo's neck and looked back slightly at him.

    "Do you understand?" Qiu Bodeng smiled, "The sour and sweetness of candied gourd."

    Shi Wuluo raised his hand and pressed his thumb on the corner of his lips: "Understood."

    Qiu Bodeng looked at him sideways: "Then you don't respect me as a teacher?"

    The words were said on a whim. When he said it, Qiu Bodeng thought about it and felt that there was no problem. From the birth of A Luo, everything was taught by him, and he could afford to be called a "teacher of the heavenly way"... how? Didn't think of such a crop at all?

    While in a trance, Shi Wuluo's breath was slightly cold and fell on his ear:

    "Master."

    Chapter 139 Crane City

    The light and faint voice fell, and Qiu Bodeng's eardrum swept the thin electric current, and a faint crispness that could not be explained jumped up. For the first time in the world, his face was warm, and he fainted a little light red. With hindsight, he found that he seemed to have moved a stone-smashing foot and dug a hole for himself to jump.

    Shi Wuluo's eyelashes are drooping, the shadows are sparse, quiet and noble.

    "Master."

    He let out another low cry.

    The name that was originally very respectful was read out in the charming and intimate, simple and respectful words, which revealed a kind of taboo. In his cold breath, Qiu Bodeng, even his ears and spine, shuddered together, indescribably itching.

    It's not a good thing for this person to be too obedient...

    Qiu Bodeng thought about it in a mess, but he couldn't restrain the peach color on his face.

    Just thinking about it, Shi Wuluo seemed to want to shout for the third time, and hurriedly reached out to stop him.

    As soon as the index finger pressed the teacher Wu Luo's lips, he saw a rare smile in the silver-gray eyes under the moonlight.

    Not at all dusty.

    ……Laughed.

    Thoughts flickered.

    Immediately afterwards, it was: This man did it on purpose.

    Qiu Bodeng didn't know for a while whether he was more happy or more silent, but he just felt that the rock sugar and hawthorn used in the candied fruit he just ate had too much stamina, and the sourness and sweetness lingered for a long time.

    Finally, he laughed himself, and the end of his eyes was slightly wet, but his eyes were equally bright.

    "Bad learning? Huh?" Qiu Bodeng approached Shi Wuluo with his forehead, and asked with a raised voice.

    Shi Wuluo didn't answer, just hugged him carefully, wrapped his arms around his back, and the two rolled down the small black stone together and fell into the snow. Qiu Bodeng's red clothes overlapped with his blood clothes, and in the white and bright, there was a double red bliss on the ground. Shi Wuluo turned over, put one hand in the snow, and half stood up.

    The ten fingers are intertwined, and the Kuilong bracelets collide.

    Fine snow grinds on their hair, red robes spread into beds, blood drapes into blankets. The ancient forest by the water surrounds Chengchuan, the white moon in the high sky shone into a cottage, and the red plums on the lonely cliffs fell into color.

    "What are you? You are..."

    Qiu Bodeng bit a strand of sweaty hair from his lips and said intermittently.

    "……The following guilty."

    Shi Wuluo smiled slightly.

    His pale and thin cheeks were stained with a cold plum red, and under the moon, he became a cold and coquettish swordsman. The originally cold and jade-like voice had a hint of hoarseness, restrained and inexplicably bewitching. Qiu Bodeng wanted to turn his head away, but was caught by the red line, and leaned over to touch his cheekbones.

    When the cheeks were close, Shi Wuluo's knuckled hand clasped his neck, turned over, and became a genuine criminal.

    "Well."

    Qiu Bodeng groaned and pressed his right hand into the snow, and was supported by Shi Wuluo when he almost fell down.

    Black stone and white water, weeping plum.

    Shi Wuluo's hair was scattered on the bloody clothes, and there were flowers in his hair. Maybe the moonlight is too beautiful, maybe the plum blossoms are precious, the coldness on him has receded, and he has become a young lover of the red dust. The moonlight streamed through his thin but not thin chest, the scars from his life disappeared, and only the fluent and powerful muscles remained.

    "Will you teach me the following mistakes?" He paused, then whispered, "Master."

    "..."

    Really shot himself in the foot.

    Qiu Bodeng reluctantly took up the role model and scolded him: "Nonsense."

    But Arlo was looking at him.

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