Yin Yang Master (GL) sodu

  When Xiao Qing came out wrapped in a sleeping gown, she was accompanied by a fresh breath of air, as fragrant as orchids and musk.

  She held a white towel in her hand and wiped the hair that was still dripping with water, raising the corner of her mouth with a hint of a smile: "Aren't you going to wash?"

  As soon as this was said, Du Sulin's face turned even redder. For some reason, thinking that he would have to sleep in the same bed as Xiao Qingzhu tonight made his heart race like a deer, and his breathing also became rapid.

  "What's wrong? Your face is so red?" Xiao Qingzhu walked in, bent down and pinched Du Siling's delicate cheek.

  "No... nothing." But Du Sulin's gaze remained fixed on Xiao Qingzhu's accidentally exposed cleavage, her pale and delicate skin, and the proud peaks on her chest. Her voice was husky and low, making Du Sulin's mouth dry and his words stutter.

  "Nothing?" Xiao Qingzhu naturally knew the reason for Du Siling's reaction, but she didn't want to mention it and instead felt a small thrill at teasing this child. "What are you looking at!" However, when she followed Du Siling's scorching gaze towards herself, her face also flushed red.

  "Dousenlin, don't look if it's not polite!" Her angry tone was mixed with a hint of shyness.

  "D...D..." Du Sulin panicked, stuttering and unsure of what to say. Her face flushed red as the beautiful scene that Xiao Qingzhu had revealed earlier flashed through her mind once again. It was so crystal clear and transparent, making one want to reach out and ravage it with abandon.

  "You, you, you! What's wrong with you? Go take a bath!" Xiao Qingzhu said in a bad mood, but her heart was actually delighted. Bullying Du Siling seemed to be a very enjoyable thing, she thought.

  "Oh..." Du Sulin hastily responded with a voice, her face red and embarrassed, holding the quilt and entering the bathroom.

  What's wrong with Du Sulin? It was when he brushed shoulders with Xiao Qingzhu, and couldn't help but take a peek at that turbulent wave.

  Du Sulin's small movements did not escape Xiao Qingzhu's sharp eyes, and she thought to herself, "If I don't give you some color to see, your courage will grow," while the smile at the corner of her mouth grew even more pronounced.

  Du Sulin felt a chill run down his spine as he was wrapped in hot water.

  It was a long time before Du Shilin slowly came out of the bathroom, hot air rushing out, and instantly the room was filled with misty water vapor, soft light, and warmth.

  "Come over." Xiao Qingzhu, who was already lying in bed, beckoned to Du Siling with a wave of her hand.

  Du Sulin was stunned, at a loss for what to do, and only felt his cheeks burning hot, unaware that he had already turned into a cooked large shrimp.

  "Going to bed with wet hair will catch a cold." Seeing Du Si Lin stunned in place for half a day without reaction, Xiao Qing Zhu added another sentence. Thinking that Du Si Lin had become so reserved at this time, just like a timid little daughter-in-law.

  "Okay." Finally, Du Sulin took a deep breath and told herself there was nothing to be nervous about, and walked over in just a few steps. But only she knew how much courage and struggle those short few steps required.

  She was also curious in her heart, and it wasn't suicide, so why did she hesitate and not dare to go over?

  As Du Sulin approached, Xiao Qingzhu's mouth corners slightly rose, stretched out her hand to grab Du Sulin's hand, and pulled her into his arms, picked up the towel on his side, carefully wiping her clean.

  Just out of the bath, his sleepwear was taken by Xiao Qingzhu again, so Du Sulin could only wrap himself in a towel. His smooth and sexy collarbone was clearly visible, with skin as white as egg whites, tender and delicate everywhere, and vulnerable to the wind.

  The nasal cavity and thoracic cavity were filled with the fragrance unique to Du Shilin, and even Xiao Qingzhu himself didn't know when flames burst out of his eyes.

  But she still silently combed Du Sulin's hair.

  "Are you... angry?" Seeing Xiao Qingzhu remaining silent, Du Siling's heart was uneasy, would she really be angry with herself? "What do you say?" Because Du Siling had her back to Xiao Qingzhu, she couldn't see the cunning in Xiao Qingzhu's eyes and could only judge from her tone that she was indeed angry.

  "That... I..." Du Sulin's words got stuck, she wanted to say that she didn't intentionally look at his chest, but the second half of the sentence was stuck in her throat and couldn't be said out loud. "Sorry..." Du Sulin lowered her head gloomily, like a child who had done something wrong.

  "I don't need your apology," Xiao Qingzhu didn't expect Du Siling to say these three words, and suddenly felt a bit down. "Siling, I don't like it when you say sorry, we don't need that between us. I bought a few clothes and put them on the table."

  "Uh-huh." Du Sulin nodded, "So you... aren't angry anymore?" She asked cautiously, wanting to turn her head to glance at Xiao Qingzhu but was stopped by Xiao Qingzhu's hand on her head.

  "Not dry yet, don't turn your head!" Xiao Qingzhu said, "I'm very angry, how are you going to make it up to me?" Her tone was somewhat low and still trapped in Du Shilin's sentence "Sorry" without coming out.

  "You said," Du Sulin said without thinking, and Xiao Qingzhu's tone sank down, making her feel a bit disoriented, so she just wanted to let Xiao Qingzhu not get angry again.

  "You've done something wrong and you want me to tell you how to make up for it?" Xiao Qingzhu retorted, but in her heart she thought, It's simple, just let me see him again.

  Suddenly, Xiao Qingzhu felt that she was an impure woman in front of Du Siling. But there's no way, it can only be said that Du Siling is too pure, as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

  "No, no... it's not that..." Du Sulin hastily shook his head, "It's just that I don't know what kind of compensation you want, and I'm afraid that if I say something, it won't be what you like and you'll be unhappy."

  "Huh?" Xiao Qingzhu exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you only wearing a red thread without any pendant?"

  Yes, Du Sulin's neck was wrapped with a red rope, not bright red, maybe because it had been worn for too long and the red color had slightly faded. At this time, there was nothing on that red rope.

  "This red cord is called a hundred-day lock, it was tied on me by my aunt when I was 100 days old, it can calm the mind and stabilize the spirit." Du Siling explained. Because she only had one soul and one spirit, her soul and spirit were extremely fragile, and losing anything else would be life-threatening. And this hundred-day lock could lock in the soul and spirit, preventing them from leaving the body. "The hundred-day lock can lock my soul and spirit, not letting my remaining one soul and one spirit leave my body."

  "When I was born, it was tied on me, and that's more than 20 years ago." Xiao Qingzhu's eyes were a little distant, and she said in a daze. Her heart ached slightly, and her hands moved involuntarily to loosen the knot. "Won't it break?" She suddenly thought, if it were an ordinary red thread, its lifespan would probably be only a few years at most.

  "Whether it's broken or not, it's all fate," Du Sulin said. "Auntie said that if you have any attachment to the world in your heart, you can break the red thread, but she also warned me not to try lightly with my life."

  "Hmm," Xiao Qingzhu nodded thoughtfully, raised her hand to turn Du Siling's head around, and with a serious face said: "I'm warning you too, don't let it break off, or you'll be in trouble!"

  Du Sulin nodded, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Xiao Qingzhu's slightly open collar, and she "hmm" stopped breathing, her lips not yet closed, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest cavity.

  "Right, you just said that you want to compensate me, didn't you?" Xiao Qingzhu's tone was soft and charming. She had naturally noticed Du Siling's straight gaze, thinking to herself, what's wrong with this kid today?

  "Uh-huh." Douslin nodded, withdrew his gaze, and lowered his head in an ostrich-like pose.

  "Then I want..." Xiao Qingzhu's eyes sparkled with amusement, her black hair disheveled and scattered behind her, as she breathed out a gentle sigh like the fragrance of orchids, drawing closer to Du Siling, "You."

  Du Sulin suddenly raised her head, what do you want from me? The next second, her whole body was like being stimulated by an electric current.

  As she raised her head, her lips touched Xiao Qingzhu's lips. Xiao Qingzhu's lips were cool and refreshing with a hint of warmth, and the warmth was accompanied by a fragrance that made people linger.

  Xiao Qingzhu was taken aback, clearly not expecting this scene. But after the kiss, she no longer hesitated, wrapping her arms around Du Siling's waist, and as soon as she touched him, she felt his rugged bones, and the inexplicable aura on Du Siling's body surged into Xiao Qingzhu's embrace.

  Unlike the last drunken kiss, this time, Du Sulin truly felt Xiao Qingzhu's soft lips. Slowly closing his eyes, he instinctively reached out to hug Xiao Qingzhu back.

  Her lips parted, Xiao Qing's strong tongue took the initiative, and in this regard, she understood much more than Du Si Lin. Her tender small tongue opened Du Si Lin's teeth like a nimble loach, probing inside.

  Douslin's tongue involuntarily chased after Xiao Qingzhu, her breathing quickened, and the instincts hidden deep within her body were dug out. She only felt that the fire in her lower body suddenly ignited, scorching hot.

  His hands involuntarily tightened their grip on Xiao Qingzhu, turning passivity into initiative, as if wanting to take more.

  At this time, Xiao Qingzhu opened his eyes, with a sly expression of triumph, pushed Du Siling away, panting and saying: "Sleep!" Then, regardless of the stunned Du Siling who was left standing in place, he buried himself under the quilt.

  You told me to sneak into the river without telling me! You told me to secretly drink vinegar by myself! You told me to look around randomly! You told me that I wouldn't take care of myself! You... Xiao Qingzhu listed Du Siling's various crimes in her heart, and later felt that this kind of punishment was still too light.

  "Qing... Qing Zhu..." Du Sulin's hand gently patted the bulging quilt, calling out tentatively. "Are you asleep?"

  The response was Xiao Qingzhu's gentle breathing, she withdrew her hand and stroked her lips, where there was still a lingering taste of Xiao Qingzhu. Until now, Du Siling had not reacted yet, with an unreal feeling as if she were in a dream.

  The corners of his mouth curved up in a slight arc, and Xiao Qingzhu put on the pajamas. Then Du Siling found a large T-shirt to wear over it, lifted the quilt and crawled inside.

  Xiao Qingzhu's body wasn't warm, Du Siling leaned against her and snuggled up close, but Xiao Qingzhu suddenly turned over and gave her a cold back.

  Du Sulin touched his nose which had been bumped and put his arm around Xiao Qingzhu's waist.

  If this is a dream, it's a sweet one. Douslin's heart rose with a smile, as if thinking so.