[R18] Quickly wear it【Pillow jade and taste vermilion】 – “Quickly Wearing [Pillow on Jade and Taste Vermilion]” Jasper Green Tea [Thirty-one] (16200 beads added, third update) [English]

When his mind was confused, his body was not as relaxed as before. If the spiritual power in his body felt something, he subconsciously resisted.

Li Xin’s eyes narrowed, and he quickly evacuated without being entangled.

Forcibly suppressing he’s spiritual power will only be counterproductive. If you make a wrong step, not only Lian Qingruo will be injured, but even she will be backfired by her own spiritual power.

However, even though Li Xin withdrew, the spiritual power of the riot became even more rampant.

Lian Qingruo’s face turned pale and he held the table unsteadily.

“…little senior brother?”

Sisters Oriole and Huangliu looked at each other, not understanding what was going on and feeling quite worried.

Li Xin frowned, stretched out her hand to support Lian Qingruo before he fell, and then moved away the Oriole and Huangliu sisters, and helped him sit on the chair.

Lian Qingruo’s eyes were closed, his face was pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking the clothes on his chest.

“Concentrate, don’t let it lead you away.”

Li Xin said solemnly.

I wonder if Lian Qing didn’t listen, and tried hard to pull himself away from the whirlpool of violent spiritual energy. When he’s expression relaxed slightly, Li Xin cautiously penetrated his spiritual sense, pulled it, and calmed the turmoil in his body.

With her help, the spiritual power in he’s body gradually stabilized and returned to the track of operation bit by bit.

Li Xin stopped her hand, looked at he’s trembling, pale cheeks, and curled her lips.

It’s really not reassuring.

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When Lian Qingruo recovered from meditation, about three days had passed.

It was the night of the third day. He had been sitting on the chair for three days. Although his whole body was not sore, he was somewhat weak.

He stood up holding the chair, trying to relax his muscles.

“Are you awake?”

Just as Lian Qingruo moved his wrists and neck, Li Xin, who heard he’s movement, had walked out of the inner room, stood aside, and asked calmly,

“Are you still feeling unwell?”

Lian Qingruo, who was twisting his neck, froze up and hesitated for a long time before turning around mechanically like a puppet.

he lowered his eyes, not looking directly at Li Xin, and hiding the complexity in his eyes:

“Thank you, senior sister. Qingruo is fine.”

The previous extremely fragrant and gorgeous dream made it impossible for him to face Li Xin properly.

Is it… a dream?

Li Xin glanced at he and snorted coldly:

“Since you have nothing to do, why don’t you do anything here? Go back to your room.”

She paused and acted sternly,

“If there is another time, you will also take the sign and leave!”

There is nothing charming about every word or sentence.

The balance in Lian Qingruo’s heart has gradually tilted towards the dream, and he bowed in shame and said:

“Yes, senior sister.”

He’s sincere apology did not bring about a change in Li Xin’s attitude. She withdrew her indifferent gaze and turned to leave.

Lian Qingruo breathed a sigh of relief.

A little relieved, a little…wandering.

He obediently returned to his room. The mattress was still messy from his hurried walk in the morning. The cat nestled on He’s pillow, sleeping soundly with two little golden horns on his head.

It’s so messy.

The veins on Lian Qingruo’s forehead were pulsing.

What is true and what is false, reality and dreams are inextricably intertwined in front of him. The love he clearly remembers, and all the touches he has clearly experienced, are reduced to ashes in Li Xin’s cold eyes.

She is still the unsmiling and unattainable flower of the mountains.

He covered his forehead and squatted down.

“Who are you anyway?”

“Who is she?”

He murmured, looking at Li Xin’s cold, lustless eyes for a moment, and for a moment, the enchanting woman with black stripes sitting astride him.

Hiss——

Gen: It’s over today~

Junior brother is now in a state of “who am I, where am I, what am I doing”.

Axin is bad_(:з」∠)_