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As they joked with each other, Liu Yun's attention was distracted, but he always felt that Kong seemed to have not touched a beautiful woman for a long time, and he recovered so quickly -
Even though he said those words of blame, the old crane was still happy. Before, when she was practicing the fourth level of meditation, Kong San would not come along, but he was much more comfortable than he is now.
From the discussion of the train crew, she roughly knew about Kong's new love story with Yalilo in the space station, and developed a sense of competition with the young people. But now, from Kong's unconditional "respect", she gained the pride and joy of "old ginger is indeed wise".
To reward Kong's honesty and urgency, she tapped her slender fingers a few times to signal him to move closer - her fingers were different from those of ordinary women, her nails were sharper and curled, but it was this extraordinary difference that made her knuckles look more agile and eye-catching.
"Come closer quickly so that I can take a good look at your newly refined body."
It was unknown whether he had been "polluted" by his fate of joy and had become more hedonistic, or whether it had been too long since he had been intimate with Liu Yun, and now he felt a new feeling for her mature yet graceful figure. So Kong had no resistance and moved forward along Liu Yun's hooked fingers, being as obedient as he could be.
This look was much cuter than his previous state of "rather die than surrender" when dealing with Shen He, which shocked Shen He deeply. He thought that he was worthy of being the master and could easily capture his heart.
Of course, it’s hard to say whether she was unwilling to admit defeat in her heart - it’s normal for a disciple to be like the master, and Liu Yun’s tone is to even compare himself with his own disciples.
"Sit closer, why are you shy? It's not the first time we meet."
Seeing Kong coming over and hanging in front of Lin's bathtub, his mind seemed to have recovered a little clarity, but then he gradually hesitated at Lin's stupid look. Liu Yunwu laughed again, and skillfully put his right hand on his left shoulder, deliberately letting Kong carefully look at her fragrant neck from behind and her collarbone in front.
If Kong moved one step closer and put his chin over the tip of Liuyun's ear, he would be able to appreciate the magnificent maple treetops that represented Mount Ao Zang. But the moment he did so, Liuyun turned away slightly and did not let him fulfill his wish. It seemed that he had understood the Immortal Venerable's evil intention of not letting mortals easily see his immortal traces.
"...Do you still need me to teach you how to help me practice? Or are you afraid that I will give up my immortal status and tease you again?"
Liu Yun's bad intentions were not limited to this. He once had a dark history in which he suddenly changed back into a crane when he was stuck in the air for a long time, causing him to almost confess to the real crane feather.
However, in Liu Yun's eyes, he was obviously not the kind of person who held grudges and could not stand being teased. This was more of a joke.
But no matter how Liu Yun controlled the perspective to make Kong's pupils tremble more and more, he never got his hands on it to experience the feel that was more advanced than silk.
Liu Yun was trying to control Kong, but Kong was also fighting back - no matter how you tease me, I will remain unmoved. I will wait until she becomes anxious and irritated, and then I will launch a surprise attack, which will definitely be twice the result with half the effort.
Liu Yun's spine line is very charming, her arms are also charming, and her black hair roots are also charming, making Kong want to directly
"It's interesting. In Liyue, serving the immortals and offering incense is a supreme honor, not to mention touching the feathers of this immortal. But here, I am not happy to comb my feathers~"
"No, I was just trying to give you a good cleaning."
⒐After hearing what Liu Yun said, Kong, who had almost triggered the "Black Rage" just now, seemed to be hit by a stick. He suddenly broke away from his rapid breathing rhythm and became serious. He and Shen He took hot water from the pool and poured it on the shoulders of the Immortal Lord. Then, he leaned close to Liu Yun's ear and asked in a steady voice that made Liu Yun shiver all over:
０ "Then, my Lord, please change back."
4.……
Xu had not expected that Kong's obsession with tail hair would extend to the lonely old crane. After failing to pet the fox, he started to touch Liu Yun in crane form, and combed almost every seam of her feathers clean, which made Liu Yun tremble all over. She clearly wanted to stop him, but seeing how enthusiastically he was caring for her, even more attentively than when her shoulders were half exposed, she hesitated for a long time and finally let him comb every inch of her feathers.
⒋ Finally, Liu Yun looked at himself in the mirror with suspicion, and found that his beautiful feathers had been washed whiter and glossier by the air.
He actually took good care of himself...
9 But this is not what she really wants after all - the crane, having experienced the beauty of the earthly world, is not very obsessed with its bird body. After entering the world, it has become accustomed to acting as a half-human, just like Ganyu's disciple.
Therefore, what she expected was that Sora would do something disrespectful to her transformed immortal body. For example, she had been expecting Sora to do something to her deliberately tightened arms and back. Even if he stood up straighter and rested on her trapezius muscle, she could sacrifice a little of her so-called self-esteem as an immortal and tilt her head to help him hold it...
逜——But Kong did the opposite. Although the flag had been raised for a long time, Liu Yun had never seen such a way of competing.
"……well done."
There was no other way, so Liu Yun had to give up the idea of letting Kong make the request himself. After admiring his own overly clean and beautiful feathers with regret, he pecked at Kong's palm with his beak, and then transformed back into a human form in a burst of green light:
"You are trying to please me so much, I should reward you - let you go quickly, you look so pitiful."
When saying this, Liu Yun squinted one eye at the sky and looked sideways with the other. Her tsundereness was almost overflowing, and Shen He, who was serving her at the same time, was stunned.
"——How can you, a woman, focus on something so dirty? I had no distracting thoughts just now."
"Oh, it will be more convincing if you let it go first and then find an excuse. Do you want to make me feel itchy? I haven't had any worldly desires for five thousand years--"
"Then you're moving now, aren't you?"
"...Slippery-mouthed, are you going to let this kid go or not?"
"I've already said that we are about the same age, Liuyun..."
"You will always be a junior in my eyes. Why don't you obey me on such a small matter?"
Admit it, Liuyun, you just want to gain a sense of accomplishment from me by suppressing me through seniority.
Kong muttered to himself, but he also knew that if he continued to argue with Liu Yun, she would get angry.
So Kong pinched his nose and gave himself to Liuyun as if accepting it. Liuyun, who caught Kong, also let go of some of his anger. He turned around and looked at him carefully, turned around and half-knelt in the pool, and after slightly bending his waist, he just let the maple tree on Mount Ao Zang and the top of the God-Messenger-level Titan that Kong could not do evil to his disciple reach out to, and then he was satisfied with Kong's instantly melted expression.
No matter how much she wanted to make Guo Chen appear less "casual", no matter how much she wanted to prolong the time of their mutual amusements, Kong's controlled expression always left Liu Yun wanting more. She was also happy to please him by privately giving up her immortal character a little bit, which in a sense was a mutual fulfillment.
After thousands of years of practice, what brought her down the mountain was not the prosperity of Liyue Harbor, not the hanging out with old friends, nor the Emperor's fake death, but the several informal invitations from this enemy in front of her - this was the real scourge that "disturbed my spiritual heart".
"how?"
"Why do you all have to ask me how I feel... How can I feel bad about it? If I really can't do it, I will definitely scream very loudly-"
"I haven't heard you reject my disciple... Shen He, there's no need to keep staring at me..."
"Master, I am eager to make progress."
"…Improvement? But you always act on your own accord. I've taught you, but you don't apply it."
Now not only Kong was speechless, Liu Yun was also amused by her emotionless excuses.
"If there are any left, I will leave them to you. This is why I asked you to come in. Will you feel more at peace when you take care of my feathers with me?"
"Yes, Master, the evil spirit has completely gone dormant."
"That's good. Look how happy he is. I've already caught him. You don't have to worry about him suddenly disappearing again. You can also change those rough methods of forcibly imprinting your scent on me in the future..."
360. Order
The story of the crane repaying a favor is no longer just a legend or a story. It can be said that the favor must be repaid even if it cannot be repaid, and it has nothing to do with the will of the person receiving the favor.
Perhaps it was Shen He's another round of vicious energy and Liu Yun's gentle caress and warm arm feathers that made Kong a little tired, and he was able to fall into a deep dream. For him, this was a complete rest, a luxurious and meaningless act -
Of course, maybe just for the sake of waiting, in order to better continue the journey of life, appropriate waiting is always necessary.
The last time Liu Yun rested his head on his knees was during the Liyue New Year... that is, during the Moon-Chasing Festival two years ago. And after going through so much and traveling thousands of miles to find him, Liu Yun's legs were still so soft - no, it would be a bit dirty to say that. It should be said that there was a reassuring touch, like a baby bird's nest.
Kong didn't argue about who was older between him and Liu Yun, but he had to admit that the comfort she brought him when she rested her head on his knees was indeed rare among other women. It was not offensive or suggestive, but she sincerely hoped that he could have a good dream, which indeed made his dream deeper and sweeter.
As for the main reason why he doesn't often fall asleep peacefully... Once he is squeezed too hard by his female companions, his brain and body completely relax and trigger the self-protection mechanism, which means that he is not "sleeping", but closer to "fainting".
During normal sleep, part of his brain's self-censoring process is taken over by the system, meaning that any dreams must be "meaningful" as opposed to rest itself.
It may be that, just like before when he was pulled by the spiritual energy of Cocolia and the star core, his consciousness left his body and went to a certain place. It may be some kind of foresight or future vision, and he will see the development of things and people related to him.
...But shamefully, in his sweet dream of lying on the lap of an old lover full of maternal love and majesty, Sora dreamed of other women.
A familiar face, voice, appearance and smile seemed to be far away, but because of the powerful memory storage and brain reproduction ability, he could even remember how he approved the other party's visitor application, how he had physical contact with her for the first time in the island's office, and how she, who cared for her brothers and sisters, quarreled with her younger sisters for the first time because of him - Shan
I remember that after that afternoon, she got angry with her younger sisters and dragged herself to the wine cellar, where she was covered in alcohol, which made Xigua "unable to drink" and ran away in tears. Moreover, because the alcohol did not evaporate completely, it caused Nian and his clothes to be burned - the shirt...
After that happy laughter, the two little sisters fought each other for half an hour and there was a cold war between the sisters for nearly a month. After that, Xi learned to drink and forged a set of indestructible gold thread underwear for herself.
But now her eyes were filled with feelings and melancholy, as if the word "free and easy" had become a little muddy because of her sigh. Her black hair hung down, and although she didn't want to pay attention to the sudden appearance of Kong in her dream, her eyes shifted a few times, and she still raised her wine cup to Kong unsteadily, slightly signaling: "Please...
"…What's up? Oh, I dreamed about you again today—was it the letter from Haiya that made me crazy again? Well, forget it. Even if I'm eliminated, I still have a thought—come here quickly, come here quickly, I'm going to visit you again last year later."
The dragon-horned beauty with her hair tied high up put her legs, which were so white that they reflected the moonlight and were dazzling, on the bench in the pavilion. She shook the wine jug in the air, and her passionate chest shook with it. However, her ethereal temperament was almost destroyed as soon as she opened her mouth.
This proved that she was very relaxed—she had never thought that the memories in her dream would be replaced by the bastard who she would never see again in theory... It could also be that she had become accustomed to the frequent presence of Kong in this dreamland—
"... Ling? You're actually drunk?" Kong saw that her cheeks were also flushed in her dream, and he checked her breath uncertainly.
She was a well-known alcoholic. Not only was she greedy for wine, but her ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk was also unique in Yan Country. She got drunk and was afraid that she would not stop drinking until Kong came. She probably looked for a lot of reasons to drink in her dream, but getting drunk for the sake of getting drunk was not her style.
"Snapped."
But the Yan State Poet grabbed his hand and almost made him fall on his chest.
She muttered quietly, and it was hard to tell whether she was complaining while drunk or if this scene had happened many times:
"It's because you, my dead enemy, asked Haiya to send a letter back to me, which gave me another idea. I had always planned to treat you as a dead person, but now you ask me how much I drank, and it's different from what I remembered before. Has it evolved again?"
"...I'm the real deal, damn, it's because the channel has been established a little bit, and the spiritual energy can flow to Terra that I was allowed to break into your dream?"
Kong knew that Rhodes Island would send operators from Yan Country and Lungmen to assist him in the near future, but he did not expect that during the process of building the channel, he would be connected with Ling's spirit, who had the ability to control dreams - could this be considered the result of some kind of quantum entanglement?
"What? Don't lie to me. I've dreamt of you a thousand times. Why are you acting serious today instead of floating on the mountain? Are you unprofessional, you inner demon?"
"Ah... So you were only dreaming about me in your memory?" Kong froze.
"Wow!! Different reactions! So new!"
Ling, who had drunk too much, sobered up all of a sudden - in her dreams, she could get drunk or sober whenever she wanted, but she always broke into other people's dreams, and only the doctor could "reverse the darkness" and get into her dreams. As soon as Kong opened his mouth just now, she realized that something was wrong.
She had deliberately preserved this dream in order to "remember" Kong, and she usually didn't share it with her younger sisters. At this time in the dream, after a few drinks under the moon, it was the part that everyone understood - Kong would appear in the pavilion at regular intervals, and that night they would recite poems and drink happily, and then the love between the man and the woman would unfold in one go. It was a script that she would never get tired of watching, just like her favorite teacher's most classic works in drive E, and she would always want to review them.
Although Ling often tells people that if you stay in a dream for too long you will only be trapped in the past and that everything should be based on reality, which is very philosophical and in line with her mature experience, she herself would use it as a pastime to gain enough emotional energy to help herself get on with it - before she met the Doctor, she actually didn't use her power that often to have fun... It was all Sora's fault.
"Doctor? Wait, that's not the same, is it really you??"
He confirmed many times that the state of the spirit was different from what he remembered - although the doctor was physically strong before, he was not as solid as he is now. However, the direct contact with the soul frightened Kong so much that he could not even speak incoherently and uttered the universal language.
"Are you resurrected?"
"I'm not dead, okay?!"
Just as Kong was about to complain about Ling's funny scream, she was swept up by the dragon's tail behind her and thrown onto the bench.
The bench under the moon was icy cold, sending chills down one's spine, but Ling's alcoholic breath was so hot that he even imagined her as her white-haired sister.
"I sent back the combat records, but how come I became a dead person——"
"Of course I know you're not dead. I'm so excited. Are you getting married there, Boss?"
"Ah? No?"
"Why is your forehead not as nice as before?"
"Hmm? Of course it's beautiful?"
"Then why don't you kiss me when we meet? I haven't been back for such a long time, and you don't even kiss me - this is the reaction of old lovers when they meet, it's too dull!"
As she spoke, she pressed her forehead against Kong's and gave him a deep French kiss. She crossed her long legs over the bench and rode on him like a sniper. Her drunken tail didn't care about the poem she had just written, and tied Kong and the bench together in a circle.
It's hard to say who looks more like a snake now, her or Haiya.
"…It's a bit weird. Did it scare you?"
After kissing Kong all over and making him smell of alcohol, Ling's eyes calmed down and returned to the state that Kong was most familiar with.
"I'm fine... Sorry, I was afraid I'd scare you by saying something weird."