Fighting is broken, but the heroine script

In the end, Xiao Yan put Zi Yan to sleep.

He couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and then tiptoed out of the door.

There's no need to worry too much. When you wake up from a nap, you're guaranteed to feel refreshed again.

Xian'er and Nalan are probably practicing right now... Xiao Yan couldn't help but have an eager thought flashing through his heart. If he talks about it like this...

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Alone in his own courtyard, Yao Wan sat under the moonlight, his pale golden eyes slightly narrowed, as if he had a very short, but extremely long dream in a trance.

It wasn't until she heard the creaking of the door outside the courtyard and the sound of footsteps that were so familiar that she could no longer be familiar with them. Yao Wan finally came back to her senses. She couldn't help but subconsciously looked back, and had already caught a glimpse of the slow sound. The approaching figure.

Yao Wan spent far less time in Xingyun Pavilion than he did at Yao Clan's own home, and the courtyard here was not specially prepared by Xiao Yan for Yao Wan.

It's just a residence that Yaowan finds relatively pleasing to the eye at first glance among the many courtyards behind the main hall.

After all, she is not that particular, and she doesn't need to ask Xiao Yan to prove anything for herself with such boring things. This kind of thing is boring and boring, and it can't prove anything.

Under the moonlight, there weren't many stunning colors to be seen, only a wisteria blooming like rain. In the evening breeze, the petals rolled up, blowing a refreshing fragrance.

After sniffing it carefully, it seems that even the mind can't help but clear up, making it difficult to tell whether one is drunk or still in a dream.

"It's late at night, what are you doing now?"

Following a murmuring question, Xiao Yan's eyes fell on the beauty in the courtyard.

It was just a glimpse, but Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel a little crazy.

The person in front of me took off her usually luxurious and heavy dress, leaving only a thin white dress with a gold-trimmed pattern inside, which barely restrained her ability to charm all living beings, but she never wanted to do too much. The figure revealed.

The hairpin has also been removed, and the black hair is scattered on the white cheeks that are as smooth as jade, adding a different luster under the moonlight, looking lazy and gentle, and usually showing a faint open smile. With a faint blush, even under the cold moonlight, Xiao Yan couldn't help but wonder if he had seen it wrong.

The image of the person in front of him, which perhaps only he could see in this life, appeared in front of him unexpectedly, and Xiao Yan's dark red eyes swayed involuntarily.

Xiao Yan quickly came to his senses, but he caught a glimpse of a trace of silent resentment in the beautiful eyes of the person in front of him, which made Xiao Yan speechless for a while. He naturally noticed that Wan'er complained about him for making a fuss, But Xiao Yan would inevitably want to defend himself. After all, even he would not always have the opportunity to see such a scene.

However, he did not open his mouth to break the atmosphere between the two because of this kind of thing. After a moment, he smelled a hint of the unique light wine aroma of phoenix marrow that accompanied the fragrance of flowers in the evening breeze. He had never felt that so far. Disperse.

“…”

Xiao Yan's tacit understanding could not satisfy the slightly tipsy Yao Wan.

"Why are you standing there dumbfounded? I'm asking you something."

The pale golden eyes were a bit colder under the moonlight. The originally lazy and hazy eyes dissipated a lot after catching a glimpse of Xiao Yan, and a little vigilance appeared instead.

Maybe it was because I had a rare drink today, or maybe it was because of other reasons.

"Zi Yan is asleep. Xian'er and Nalan are probably going to start practicing in seclusion again, and Xiao Xiao is about the same. Speaking of which, aren't we the only ones left, Wan'er and me?"

"It's rare for everyone to get together, and I don't want to practice, so I just came to have a chat with Wan'er."

Yao Wan was silent and did not agree, but she was not in a hurry to drive Xiao Yan out. Only the blush on her face became brighter and brighter, so that Xiao Yan gradually became sure that this was indeed not his illusion.

"It's so late, why isn't Wan'er sleeping yet?"

Xiao Yan slowly sat next to the stone table in the courtyard and couldn't help but ask.

In fact, what Xiao Yan said seemed a bit strange considering their current level of cultivation.

Not only are they fighting saints, they are also in the heavenly realm of Dzogchen soul realm. Even if they haven't slept for a hundred years, they may not feel tired. At their level, it is no longer impossible to control their own senses.

But Xiao Yan never thought there was anything strange about this.

Even if you become a Fighting Saint, you are still a human being in the final analysis, and you have not turned into something else.

People are people. Eat when you are hungry, rest when you are tired, and sleep when you are sleepy. It is a matter of course that there is not much to say. He used to be practicing for months or even years, which is not a problem for him. Not such an overwhelming burden to bear.

"...can't sleep."

Looking at Xiao Yan, Yao Wan shook her head gently.

"Why can't you sleep? Is there something on your mind?"

"It's none of your business."

Yao Wan ignored him and immediately turned her head away, not wanting to face Xiao Yan's gaze directly. That white skin was as white as snow, but now she was facing Xiao Yan with a bright blush spreading from her cheeks and ears to the root of her neck.

Xiao Yan looked at her in front of him, looking at her slender black eyelashes that were trembling slightly, but he felt that Wan'er, who was always particularly strong on weekdays, was now showing a trace of inexplicable coquettishness.

"Hmm?... Why is that?"

Xiao Yan sighed softly, as if he was very regretful, but Yao Wan couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Don't act like Zi Yan and act like a spoiled child to me. The tricks that work for you won't work for me."

Yao Wan's tone was slightly amused, but she couldn't help but clench her fingertips while speaking.

"Wan'er...drunk?"

"A little bit."

According to the reverse law that if a person says he is not drunk, he is definitely drunk, if a person says he is drunk, he is definitely not drunk...Yao Wan felt that she answered without blushing or beating her heart, but in Xiao Yan's opinion, it was not the case at all.

Xiao Yan subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch Yao Wan's cheek, but Yao Wan subconsciously dodged.

"Wan'er, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Not really..."

Yao Wan gently patted Xiao Yan's hand to stop him, but Xiao Yan's urge to get closer to her became stronger.

"...After all, who told you to take this thing out? You know I don't like drinking."

There was a hint of complaint in Yao Wan's tone. Even if it was her, she would not say that the smell of alcohol was unacceptable.

As she said that, she couldn't help but raise her hand and gently push Xiao Yan. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Xiao Yan was getting closer and closer.

...She was a little scared.

"Then I'll make some tea for Wan'er?"

"...No, it's uncomfortable to drink mixed."

She always felt that drinking tea to sober up was a cover. Maybe what she needed most now was a good sleep. By tomorrow, all the problems would be cured.

But now she didn't mention going back to her room to rest.

The reason was actually very simple. She didn't want to think so, but the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't help but recall Xiao Yan's question that seemed to be as shocking as a stone-breaking question a few days ago, which really made her uncomfortable.

But no matter what she said or did, she still couldn't escape the bad luck.

Xiao Yan sat next to Yao Wan. Perhaps because she felt that Xiao Yan was getting closer and closer to her, or perhaps it was just a simple and obscure self-suggestion, Yao Wan quietly moved her snow-white buttocks on the stone bench and moved a little further away from Xiao Yan.

But Yao Wan felt that Xiao Yan was getting closer to her, which was probably just an illusion, while Xiao Yan felt that Wan'er was getting farther away, which was real.

Therefore, when Yao Wan silently moved her snow-white buttocks away, Xiao Yan immediately followed and moved forward, getting one step closer to her.

Yao Wan couldn't help but bite her lower lip slightly, and couldn't help but move a little further away.

Xiao Yan, who didn't know why, followed and moved a little closer.

Until Yao Wan felt that her thighs had touched the roots of the wisteria branches in the courtyard, and there was no way to retreat, and when she turned her head subconsciously, she suddenly found that Xiao Yan's cheek was so close to her, and she was startled.

Yao Wan felt her mind explode with a buzzing sound. Xiao Yan's inquiries a few days ago, countless days and nights of getting along with each other, all the way back to almost two years ago. In order to save him, it was in Xingyun Pavilion that she finally gave up the useless shackles and constraints in her heart and made love.

Yao Wan herself never thought that the time could be regarded as the first time between them.

According to her own words, it was only because there was no other way at that time that she did it.

She... She felt that her mind had become a mess at this time, confused and uneasy, but with a little expectation that she dared not admit.

"You..."

Yao Wan's cherry lips opened slightly, but she felt so hot, even if there was no physical contact with Xiao Yan at this moment, she felt so hot.

"What's wrong with me?"

Xiao Yan said half seriously and half jokingly. Such a close distance made him smell the mature orchid fragrance on the girl, and he also recalled the special nature of the previous incident between them.

He was not teasing Yao Wan on purpose, he just made such a move subconsciously.

But after making such a move, both his thoughts and ideas were completely different from what he had at the beginning.

"——Too close."

Yao Wan hoped that at least Xiao Yan would have some sense of propriety and retreat in the end.

"Too close? Then why not get closer."

Xiao Yan smiled and began to taste the ripe and sweet fruit that belonged to him alone.