Chapter 338 Idiot
But Zhongli did not expect that Shen Qianluo would never wake up.
After much coaxing and persuasion, he finally woke the person up. Zhongli looked down at Shen Qianluo's listless appearance, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to rub his messy ahoge. The smile on his lips actually rose a little more.
It was indeed a top-notch problem to wake Shen Qianluo up. But he was quite good at it. When the angle was right, he could pinch her soft cheeks a few times, leaving a faint and ambiguous mark on her delicate flesh, and hum lazily.
Shen Qianluo turned over and buried his face in the pillow, but was pulled back by warm arms.
He pushed away the man's chest, rummaging around in the quilt for tenderness, and was pulled into his arms with a clever and gentle force.
The young master, who had not yet realized the problem, instinctively struggled a few times, found a comfortable position, and leaned comfortably on the warm chest, as if he could vaguely smell the pleasant scent of faith.
I also brought some Longlong’s unique incense.
The freshness of grass and trees washes away the gentle and steady scent of sandalwood, and the smell reminds people of the translucency of amber. However, the hidden lines under the overflowing sunlight are indescribably sharp, as if they were imprinted with a thickness and depth of tens of millions of years.
Shen Qianluo took a bite and seemed to have bitten the fingers that were helping him straighten his hair.
Fragrant, soft and warm.
He vaguely heard the man's faint laughter, and puzzledly adjusted his posture. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhongli with hazy vision, with a smile and tenderness still on his brows.
After a moment of staring at him blankly with a pair of golden eyes, Shen Qianluo sat up and looked around, as if he remembered something, blinked and turned around: "Where's Longlong?"
His tone was righteous, and he completely ignored Zhongli who was being affectionate with him in front of him. He even wanted to use the momentum to stand up and run over to Longlong for an intimate moment.
Zhongli's relaxed smile seemed to pause for a moment.
The next second, he grasped the young man's wrist as he left. Seeing Shen Qianluo finally turning around after realizing something, he looked surprised as if he had just remembered something: "Mr. Zhongli? Why are you here?"
The boy, who had grown up a little, sat up. He was already tall and handsome. He tilted his head slightly and stared at the other person, his eyes reflecting his own face.
But Zhongli felt that his tone was too polite and his attitude was too distant.
Before he passed out last night, he had shown me such deep affection...
Could it be that he really regarded himself and Longlong as two independent beings?
His eyes dimmed slightly, and Zhongli wondered what the boy meant by this, and what he meant by this. His face remained gentle and unchanged: "I applied for the position of housekeeper. As for Longlong, he has been taken away by his family members and went home to visit relatives."
He really disliked the person who turned into Longlong to stop the marriage proposal. He wanted to correct the boy's strange marriage view that "the future Lord of Heaven can have three wives and four concubines". But if he really made the boy fall in love with Longlong and ignore his existence as Zhongli...
Thinking subtly and with a little worry, Zhongli has never been good at weighing emotions, let alone facing the love in front of him who is worthy of entrusting his life to.
Then he saw Shen Qianluo lowering his eyes wearily, with an expression that I already knew: "Since he is a family member, let him go. It's just a pity that Longlong is gone, and it's so lonely."
In fact, Zhongli had countless opportunities to ask whether the promises made last night in the miracle, the wasteland, and the battlefield still counted.
But he didn't.
Finally, he sighed slightly. Long Long, who was afraid of scaring the children, acted more lonely than Shen Qianluo. He held the boy's thin and skinny shoulders and said, "Then, let me help the young master change his clothes."
Shen Qianluo did not resist, and it was not known whether he was too familiar with Mr. Zhongli. He just nodded sleepily and sat there, allowing himself to be taken advantage of.
Zhongli's movements were gentle yet skillful... (crossed out), but also full of calmness, patience and carefulness. When he was dressed and sitting in front of the mirror to tie his hair, Shen Qianluo was motionless.
The silver hair is like a clear spring, flowing like water under the shining light, and also like stars, emitting a light and bright color independent of the earthly world. The ends are slightly curled up, which shows the playfulness of the boy's nature besides being gorgeous and graceful.
But when he lowered his eyes a little, he realized that Shen Qianluo had fallen asleep while sitting there.
The god maintained his elegance even in his sleeping posture. His figure was clearly young and frail, as if he would be blown away by the wind. However, he still attracted everyone's attention.
Whether it's Morax or Zhongli, their long-calm hearts will still be stirred, from beating, to throbbing, and then to unbearable trembling.
Finally, he leaned down gently, and kissed his lover's face softly in the sunlight that filled the branches and the breeze that danced in the clouds.
At this point, even time is blooming with the warmth of spring.
Perhaps it was because he felt the warmth on his cheek in a hazy state, which was separated from him in a moment but was lingering enough, Shen Qianluo opened his eyes and saw the longing in Zhongli's eyes. Finally, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he could not help but smile softly.
"Longlong, what is this? Why don't you continue to disguise yourself?"
His fingertips brushed against the boy's smooth face, and Zhongli sighed and whispered, "You were fooling me. You were not in a good state last night, and I was not sure how much you remembered. Now that you are awake... you have learned to fool people first."
At the end of the conversation, there was already a hint of teasing in the question. But when he saw the young master blinking innocently, he suddenly stood up, with his head barely reaching his chest, and raised his face to ask questions again and again.
"Then what's the meaning of Ah Li turning into Longlong to scare my weak friend and acting as a housekeeper to be jealous of Longlong?"
He watched Zhongli look away, coughed softly, and seemed to want to bring up the "how could this happen" to fool everyone.
"Then I have to announce to the housekeeper that I love Longlong the most, not A-Li..."
Zhongli hooked his wrist and pulled him into his arms again, and he heard the expected "no" in his ear, "However, since you took the initiative to mention this matter..."
Shen Qianluo was obedient for a second, and keenly sensed the deepening of sadness in Zhongli's tone, "Why don't you explain to me, what does 'the law of nature is not monogamy' mean?"
Seeing that the cunning Lord Yan Shen gradually brought the topic to his once boastful (? ) speech about "Lord Qianluo has three wives and four concubines" in which he once pulled Zhongli aside and gave a passionate (? ) speech, Shen Qianluo hurriedly changed the subject.
"Yeah, I was just a child and didn't know much... Children's words are not to be taken lightly, so this shouldn't be the first time that Ah Li has frightened a weak demon like me, right?"
This time, Zhongli paused and considered his words carefully: "The time before, Xumi was because I was worried that you might be in danger..."
"So you replaced the pillow and became the dragon that I loved all the way, but pretended to be insincere and was obviously the dragon of the pillow?"
As he said this, he narrowed his eyes and smiled. Shen Qianluo calmly lifted Zhongli's chin and the lingering breeze was tinged with teasing, "-- Stupid Ah Li, I knew it a long time ago."