Even with a cautious panic.

It's like I'm afraid that this is all just a dream. If I don't touch it hard to make sure, I can't prove that the dream will not be broken.

But he can't!

Now in the Shiquan Inn, in public, every member of the Xiaoyao team is now a hero praised by everyone in the Canglan world, and an idol worshiped by everyone.

How could he tarnish Xiao Sheng's reputation because of his selfishness...

As soon as this thought passed through his mind, Ouyang Qing suddenly felt a hand wrapping around his neck.

He was forced to lower his head.

Then, the familiar crisp breath and soft, cool lips fell on his lips.

It was as if a butterfly fluttering in the most beautiful dream suddenly landed on the top of his heart.

A kiss leaves you as soon as you touch it.

Under everyone's gaze, which almost bulged out, Ling Yusheng turned around and looked at the pair of senior brothers and sisters: "Isn't this enough proof that I didn't dump Brother Qing? If it's not enough..."

"No, no, no, that's enough!" The pretty nun blushed and waved her hands repeatedly.

But the strange thing is that her face is not jealous and sad, but inexplicably excited.

It was like he couldn't bear anything and was about to faint.

Just now she was completely heartbroken, so logically she should be sad and in pain.

But for some reason, when she saw the green bamboo-like young man kissing the handsome man's lips, the blood in her whole body seemed to be on fire, and she almost screamed out of her throat.

Ling Yusheng then let go of Ouyang Qing and glanced coldly at everyone present: "Now that's enough, please remember not to covet other people's belongings, especially my, Ling Yusheng's, people!"

As soon as his hand was released, it was held by a pair of big hands and held tightly in the palm of his hand.

Ling Yusheng blushed and was about to pull back.

He heard Ouyang Qing whisper in his ear: "Other people's belongings? My Ling Yusheng's people?"

Ling Yusheng's face was even redder, as if blood was dripping from his eyes, and he said calmly: "I, I didn't mean that, Brother Qing, I didn't treat you as..."

Before he finished speaking, Ouyang Qing had already hugged him into his arms.

The hoarse voice, with indescribable emotion and joy, rang in his ears, causing the shy Ling Yusheng to stop struggling instantly.

"Xiao Sheng, I'm so happy... I've never been so happy in my life..."

It wasn't until this moment that I was finally convinced that the nightmare I had caused for you had disappeared.

We have missed so many years, almost a lifetime.

Now, I can finally start over.

Fan Ting looked at the two people hugging each other and showed a silly and cheerful smile.

The giant ax in his hand was also put away.

But as soon as he put away the giant axe, he heard the pretty female cultivator's senior brother say in a voice that could only be heard by the people nearby: "Bah, to put it bluntly, isn't it a broken sleeve? Men and men, really

nausea!"

"Little Junior Sister, let's go. We won't be afraid of getting our eyes rotten when we watch this kind of pickling scene."

The pretty female nun glared at him with disgust, turned around and walked away, ignoring him.

Fan Ting immediately became angry when he heard this. The giant ax appeared out of thin air again and threw it hard at the male cultivator.
Chapter completed!