"Am I jealous? How could I be jealous?" As he spoke, Luo Yuan poured a cup of tea casually, his eyes no longer wandering, and no longer placed on Zhiyang's body.

Zhiyang smiled quietly, and when Luo Yuan was shy, he couldn't help but become playful again, "Since you are not jealous, I will send me to Dajiao Xuanyuan's house. I will have a good chat with Brother Minghao for the past few days!"

"What are you calling him? Minghao...brother?"

He turned his head and looked at Zhiyang, his eyes were filled with endless coldness, without any emotion, and he quietly waited for Zhiyang's answer.

"Yes, I call Sister Jing Qian, so of course I want to call Ming Hao..." As he said, Zhiyang curled his lips and smiled, his whole body covered Luo Yuan's shoulders, his lips fell in his ears, and he whispered: "Brother——"

Just these two words instantly made Luo Yuan turn his face, but his ears were slightly red.

As if he knew Luo Yuan’s appearance, Zhiyang smiled secretly.

Zhiyang obviously started the fire first, but now they are both a little shy and keep silent.

"Azhi."

Zhiyang lowered his head and ate Longjing Su in his hand.

Luo Yuan suppressed the three-point commotion in his heart and quietly felt the throbbing that was more seductive than ambiguity. The sound was still lingering in Luo Yuan's heart, and it was gentle, but it was like a cat scratching his heart.

It is even more confusing than being naked and honest, and the hazy way of seeing through but not saying it out loud.

"Azhi, you are mine, you can only be by my side!"

Luo Yuan's eyes were slightly red, as if they were reminiscent of the past. Seeing Luo Yuan so moved, Zhiyang held Luo Yuan's hand and leaned on Luo Yuan's arms. Luo Yuan's lips were slightly curved around him, and his palm gradually became warm and fascinating.

"We have been separated for thousands of years. Didn't I return to your side?" Zhiyang said lightly, and his gentle voice gently caressed Luo Yuan's heart.

"At that time, I thought that if you marry Minghao, I will use all my life to protect you, keep the status of the underworld and your identity. Even if you never want to see me, I will be happy..."

These Luo Yuan had already been arranged, of course, before he entered the Ninth Level of Tiantian Prison.

"A Yuan... take me out for a walk. I have never tried the night and wind of the Feiling clan."

Luo Yuan looked at Ruyu's face, responded lightly, and made some moves. In an instant, the two turned into a ray of light and shadow, crossing the night sky.

In the evening of that day, Luo Yuan and Zhiyang floated around the city, and there was no abnormal movement in each street or house. The two of them landed on the lonely mountain outside the city, overlooking the entire city.

Standing on the mountain, Zhiyang raised his ears, Luo Yuan wrapped her in his arms, quietly feeling the quietness of the years.

"Why did you think it out?"

"Of course I've stayed in the house enough..." Zhiyang raised his eyebrows and smiled, the bright face made people feel disgusted.

Luo Yuan didn't speak, but just stood quietly beside Zhiyang, "What did you think of?"

Zhiyang didn't say anything, but the smile on his face was dissolving slightly. The moonlight shone on the two people, which had a unique charm.

"A Yuan, when will these troubles end? The blood from these three realms has flowed too much... I don't seem to want to know that secret in the Feiling clan these days..."

Luo Yuan's hand gently stroked Zhiyang's back, "I will face everything in the world with you. If you don't want to know, then don't want it!"

Zhiyang smiled and turned his head to lean in Luo Yuan's arms.
Chapter completed!