Jiang Muyang, who was sobbing softly, with a pale face and trembling lips, slowly had a question mark in his mind.

He just wanted to know, what does the senior know about him?

I'm afraid he can't even tell what he likes to eat and what he hates to eat.

Jiang Muyang felt so awkward being hugged by him like this.

I don't know why Pei Qing grew up fighting for snacks.How can you have such a strong hand!

If it's really Pei Qing, then it's fine for Jiang Muyang to cuddle with him.Anyway, I've done it twice, old couples are afraid of something.

But the key point is that the person who is now controlling Pei Qing's body is a senior - a demon who is full of body, except for the hardest mouth, who refuses to admit that he is a demon.

The corners of Jiang Muyang's mouth twitched, the sadness just now was like a gust of wind, blowing directly past.

Quickly pushed Pei Qing, and said with embarrassment: "Okay, I'm fine at all, it's just that my eyes were blown by the wind just now."

"It's a hot day."

Jiang Muyang pretended that he was hot, and even raised his hand to fan the wind.

Pei Qing really let go of his hand, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, and turned his face slightly, his ears began to turn red.

"Time is running out, it's important to get down to business, I'll change my clothes first."

Jiang Muyang knew that now was not the time to be self-pitying, so he quickly took a deep breath, turned around and went to get his clothes again.

Sword Sect's imperial robe is dark gold, because Yun Feng is a descendant, Mrs. Yun loves her son, so a lot of gold threads are mixed in, and gold pieces in the shape of auspicious clouds are embroidered on the imperial robe.

It looks very luxurious, good-looking is good-looking, but it is not in Jiang Muyang's aesthetics.

Just as he raised his hand to untie his belt, Jiang Muyang suddenly remembered something, and turned around and said, "Senior, I have to change my clothes."

Pei Qing nodded, didn't talk nonsense, and turned around directly, with his back to Jiang Muyang, looking like a gentleman.

Just as Jiang Muyang unbuttoned his belt, the clothes on his body fell off with a clatter. He took the Sword Sect's imperial uniform, and it was quite heavy when he picked it up.

And there are so many styles, he has not finished dressing them all by himself for a long time.

"Do you want me to help?" Pei Qing said coldly, "You were injured in the fight with Demon Venerable before, I'm afraid it's not easy to lift your arm."

Jiang Muyang: "..."

Originally, he could wear it by himself, but since Pei Qing said so, he must not be able to raise his arm.

"Oh," Jiang Muyang pretended to be very fast, "Don't tell me, this arm really hurts."

He also suddenly understood why Yun Zhao asked four maids to help him get dressed at the same time.

Pei Qing was extremely happy, and took the rest of the clothes from Jiang Muyang's hand.

With a serious face, he helped Jiang Muyang dress one by one. Jiang Muyang didn't need to do anything at all, just stretched out his arms and waited like a little ancestor.

"The hair should be tied up again, the cinnabar between the eyebrows, and the tear moles at the corners of the eyes should also be painted." Pei Qing smoothed out the small wrinkles on the clothes, and said from behind Jiang Muyang's ear, "Sit down first, and I'll help you."

Jiang Muyang only felt that the bases of his ears were hot and then numb. He felt that Pei Qing was too close to him, so close that his lips were almost touching his earlobes.

In her previous life, Pei Qing especially liked to speak close to his ear, warm, with a faint fragrance of Jiangzhen, directly piercing into his ear hole.

Pei Qing would also gently bite his earlobe, bite the small red meat between the teeth, and gently rubbed it with his tongue.

That taste is simply.Even the moment Jiang Muyang was still attached to the sword, he shouted aggressively, and he would fight with Pei Qing.

The next moment, he would numb hands and feet, his limbs were soft, like a evil wind, and fell directly into Pei Qing's arms.

And without controlling, he reached out to hook Pei Qing's neck and seduce him with himself.

Jiang Muyang really felt awkward, and became more and more felt that Pei Qing was very incredible.

The insignificant is Pei Qing deep inside, and the depression is too cruel. Once the desire ｜ Once the thoughts come out, it is out of control, thus forming a demon.

But anyway, Pei Qing now makes Jiang Muyang hate it.

"Actually, I am too ..."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Qing pushed Jiang Muyang to the dressing table, pressed his hands on his shoulders, and sat down.

Through the copper mirror in front of him, Jiang Muyang could really see Pei Qing's face really.

Still so handsome, calm, can't see any frivolous.

It seems that I still think too much. Jiang Muyang thought that the seniors should have no thoughts on him.

If so, what happened early.I won't wait until now.

Perhaps, because of the height difference, Pei Qing looked more taller than his head, narrowed his shoulders, narrow shoulders, and tall body.

In this stop, the figure almost completely suppressed him.Jiang Muyang felt that he had a little problem.

He was numb for a while, and he took a deep breath calmly, trying to make himself look very calm.

"Muyang, I'm going to start."

Jiang Muyang's face was shocked: "Open, what started?"

"Began to dress up for you." Pei Qing bent slightly, letting his shoulders be together with Jiang Muyang's shoulders, looking at the bronze mirror from the back, and whispered, "What's wrong?"

"fine!"

Jiang Muyang hurriedly shook his head vigorously. Damn it, for a moment just now, he dreamed back to his previous life and mistakenly thought that Pei Qing was going to say, "I'm about to start, let's separate my legs".

I thought Pei Qing wanted to say this!

It turned out to be just to start dressing him.

Jiang Muyang felt that he might be "荤" with his head, how could he understand the meaning of others.

He sat upright and his back was straight.

His eyes stared at the bronze mirror, looking at him with his own eyes, Pei Qing was slender, like jade fingers, and passed through his dark oil.

Then, the little finger tied his hair lightly, and he broke down his hair band. The green silk suddenly looked like a waterfall, and he laid a back.

Jiang Muyang also trembled subconsciously.

Pei Qing took the ivory comb and combed it a few times, as if to treat what peerless treasures, and even a hair would make him frown slightly.

With one hand regain his long hair, Pei Qing's hand was very smart. He took the golden brilliance's championship and buckled up.

It was all tied up, quite neatly tied.

Jiang Muyang looked at the bronze mirror for a few times, and praised sincerely: "I can't see it, but your hands are quite clever."

Unlike Pei Qing, who is always clumsy and struggles to take off his clothes, tearing his clothes to pieces every time.After getting used to it for a long time, Pei Qing's hands gradually became more dexterous.

"got used to."

In the previous life, when Pei Qing tied Jiang Muyang's hair, it would hurt him at first, but then he practiced it in private for a long time.

The more times tie Jiang Muyang's hair, the more practice makes perfect.

Pei Qing walked around from behind to Jiang Muyang's front, holding his face with one hand.

As soon as Jiang Muyang raised his head, he bumped into a pair of gentle and deep eyes.

His palms became more numb, and he clenched his fists hard, still feeling a little warm and wet.

This is his sweaty hands, every time he is alone with Pei Qing, he is especially prone to sweating.

Jiang Muyang felt awkward, so he quickly turned his head away.Eyes also began to dodge.

"Don't move." Pei Qing didn't know when, holding a thin brush with a soft tip, licked it directly from the edge of the cinnabar inkstone, and then lightly tapped on Jiang Muyang's eyebrows, "Move,It’s easy to be biased, since you have already agreed to the members of the Yun family to pretend to be Yun Feng, there is no reason to give up halfway.”

Jiang Muyang also thought this was the case, but he just felt that the two of them were too close.

The distance was too close, which reminded him suddenly of the scene where Pei Qing painted his eyebrows in his previous life.

The same is true, gently holding his face with one hand, with an extremely serious expression, gazing at him tenderly with eyes full of eyes.

Under Pei Qing's gentle gaze, Jiang Muyang was also a little moved, especially when he saw that Pei Qing's lips were very red and moist.

I really wanted to bite Pei Qing's lips to pieces.

But Jiang Muyang still has the ability to control himself. He took a deep breath and suppressed his urge to do bad things.

I secretly warned myself, don't mess around, don't mess around, lonely men and widows are in the same room, it's easy to make | firewood | fierce | fire.

But the more he is afraid of something, the more he will come.

In order to draw the tear mole at the end of his eyes, Pei Qing dipped in the ink, maybe the tip of the pen was slightly forked.

Naturally, with the brush in his mouth, he pressed his lips lightly.

There is nothing wrong with this action, Jiang Muyang has done it before.

Personal testing is especially useful.

Before Pei Qing was with him, he didn't look at Jiang Muyang directly.

When he saw Jiang Muyang licking the pen, he would show a very surprised look, and a little bit of disgust.

But he didn't say much, he just turned his head to the side, out of sight.

Unexpectedly, the senior also used this trick, and used it so smoothly, it gave people the feeling that he was doing something particularly elegant.

For example, he is burning incense and playing the piano, watching the moon on the porch.

All in all, it's rare to have a confidant in life, and Jiang Muyang felt that he had met someone of the same kind.

After the tear mole was painted, Jiang Muyang deliberately compared the portrait.

Except for the face differently, the sword is not holding a sword, and it is very similar to the dresses.

When the two returned to the main hall, Sect Master Yun was talking with Daoist Changyin, even Lin Yusheng tilted his head and whispered something to Lu Jinyuan.

Yun Zhao was sitting aside, his expression was stunned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When everyone heard the footsteps, they looked forward.

At first glance, Pei Qing, who saw a white coat, was not dyed, was warm in his eyes.

Then, as soon as Pei Qing's figure staggered, Jiang Muyang came out.

"Like it, it looks like there is too much!" Yun Zongzhu's eyes lighted up, Huo Ran stood up, "The clothes are also fitted, Yunfeng is thin. If he lives to seventeen years old, it is almost like Jiang Gongzi."

Yun Zhao only felt that his eyes were on, and Jiang Muyang seemed to suddenly change a person, and the Jin Yihua suit appeared in front of him.

He only felt that Jiang Muyang was now ordinary, but he didn't know. Jiang Muyang was so beautiful.

"It's really a person who rely on clothes and horses, and Muyang is so dressed up. There is really a lot of cloud wind." Lin Yisheng stood up in surprise and shook his head and sighed.What kind of style should be. "

Lu Jinyuan glanced at it, glanced at it, couldn't help but glance, and glanced at it, until the third eye, his eyes could not see Pei Qing at all.