Goddess Jade Pond Center, Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes, with a helpless smile on his lips.
The occasional feeling that the great road is coming is just an excuse to deal with those over-enthusiastic goddesses.
Look at this battle, one or two of them want to pull me to "give alone". If they really agree to it, they will probably die of exhaustion in this gentle countryside tonight.
It's better to practice cultivation, which makes people peaceful.
Qin Feng stretched out and stood up. Spiritual Sense fell like mercury to the ground, instantly covering the entire Goddess Immortal Alliance.
Within the Immortal Alliance, there is peace.
The previous barriers have disappeared, and the goddesses are in their respective fairy caves, practicing or talking in low voices, and there is no longer any grudge against each other.
The "home" he built with his own hands finally looks like a home.
Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction, Spiritual Sense turned around and landed on the Three Immortals Courtyard that was specially built for San Xiao Sisters.
Inside the courtyard, the lights are brightly lit, but it is extremely quiet.
In the garden on the right, the most lively and active Bi Xiao is sitting cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, with the polished spear in front of her. She is closing her eyes and breathing, with Immortal Qi flowing around her body, obviously digesting what she has gained today.
It seems that her comment "The Great Dao is Simple" touched her quite a bit.
In the central attic, Qiong Xiao was sitting in front of a statue of Alchemy Furnace, carefully controlling the fire, as if he was trying to refine some new elixir, his expression extremely focused.
The two sisters had already taken a break. Only in the main hall at the deepest part of the courtyard, there was still a light, stubbornly burning.
Under the light, a gentle and charming figure was sitting quietly at the table, holding her cheeks in her hands, looking at the night outside the window in a daze, as if waiting for someone.
It's Yun Xiao.
Qin Feng's heart was lightly touched for no reason.
He could feel that Yun Xiao was not practicing or in a daze.
She is just waiting.
In this quiet night, light a lamp, warm a pot of tea, and wait for him quietly.
This unspoken tenderness is more touching than any warm invitation.
Qin Feng felt warm in his heart and no longer hesitated. His figure swayed slightly on the spot and disappeared from the side of Yaochi.
The next moment, outside Three Immortals Courtyard's closed palace door, his figure quietly appeared, without causing any Magic Power fluctuations.
He raised his hand and was about to push the door open.
Squeak--
The palace door was gently opened from inside.
Yun Xiao Standing behind the door, he was slightly startled when he saw the familiar figure at the door, and then a gleam of surprise bloomed in his gentle, watery eyes, like stars lit up in the dark night.
"Fellow Daoist... have you finished your enlightenment?"
Her voice was very soft, with a hint of uncertainty, for fear of disturbing Qin Feng's practice.
"Well, it's just over." Qin Feng looked at her expression of surprise, and her heart felt a little softer, and she walked into the palace.
Yun Xiao quickly stepped aside, and after Qin Feng came in, he turned around and gently closed the palace door.
Inside the main hall, the furnishings are elegant, with several plans, two futons, and an incense burner burning the calming incense.
On the table, a small red clay stove was warming a pot of tea. White steam rose up, mixed with the fragrance of tea and sandalwood, making the entire space seem extremely quiet and warm.
"Fellow Daoist, you must be tired after working hard all day."
Yun Xiao walked to the table, picked up the warm teapot, and poured a cup of hot tea for Qin Feng.
Her movements were gentle and skillful, as if she had practiced them thousands of times.
"I... I was worried that you would catch a cold at night, so I specially prepared some soothing tea for you, which can relieve fatigue."
She handed the teacup in front of Qin Feng, and the soft light reflected her slightly drooped side face, outlining the perfect outline. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a trace of shyness and nervousness that could not be concealed.
They were obviously words of concern, but they came out of her mouth with a bit of embarrassment.
Qin Feng Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, looking at the steaming cup of tea, he felt that the "tiredness" of dealing with the women during the day disappeared in an instant.
He reached out to pick up the white jade teacup, and his warm fingertips, but impartially, lightly touched her slightly cold fingers.
Boom!
Yun Xiao's delicate body trembled suddenly, and she felt an indescribable tingling sensation, like the tiniest electric current, following that point of contact, instantly spreading throughout her body.
Her fingers holding the teacup softened, and she almost couldn't hold the teacup steady.
A blush spread from her fair neck to her ears at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She subconsciously wanted to shrink her hands, like a frightened deer.
But that warm big hand didn't give her a chance to flinch. Instead, it turned over and wrapped her soft, boneless little hand in its generous palm with an irresistible tenderness.
Together with the small teacup, it was held.
Yun Xiao was completely frozen.
Her mind went blank in an instant.
All thoughts, all reserve, all shyness, at this moment, seemed to be completely melted by the temperature of that palm.
She didn't speak.
Qin Feng didn't speak either.
He just let go of the teacup and let it fall safely on the table, but his hand was still holding her hand tightly, or rather gently.
She didn't use any force, but she couldn't break free.
In other words, there is no thought of breaking free at all.
Yun Xiao was forced to raise his head and looked into Qin Feng's eyes.
What kind of eyes are those.
Deep and calm, it seems to contain the entire starry sky.
There was no trace of desire in it, only pure, substantive tenderness, and a hint of... even she herself couldn't understand, a touch of pity.
She was so flustered by this look that her Dao Heart, which she thought had long since faded away, was beating like a drum like a drum. Every time it beat, her cheeks became redder and her breathing became more rapid.
She wanted to dodge and look away, but that gaze seemed to have infinite magic power, firmly sucking her soul.
In this silent night, under this warm light.
Time seemed to have stopped.
In the air, the ambiguous feelings that need no words are like the pot of warm tea, bubbling, heating up, fermenting, and finally turning into a mellow fragrance that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved, tightly wrapping the two of them.