He and It

Liu Fuguang found it very interesting. They walked to the market and saw merchants sitting on colorful silk blankets and placing various goods in front of them.

There are batik linen, hand-embroidered curtains, wine glasses inlaid with amber and crystal, earrings made of purple glass, and strange clay pots in the shape of nudes. A pure black bull with smooth horns was tied in front of the stall selling spices, a peacock with a hoarse cry was kept at the stall selling clothes and hats, and the wine seller carried a huge cowhide wine bag like a tower on his head, with thick tassels hanging from the bottle corks. , like he had an extra thick, knotted braid.

Plus all kinds of fruits, idols, livestock, scimitars and spears... He had never seen so many kinds of things, piled up in one place so beautifully.

In a place where clothing and clothing are open like this, the folk customs are naturally warm and open. Walking on the street, no one dared to look at Yan Huan's face, but there were carts and carts of flower scarves, exquisite and small things, poured directly on Liu Fuguang.

Yan Huan's face turned dark, he was furious, and he couldn't do anything to these mortals who boldly showed their love, so he had to get closer to Liu Fuguang, and even closer, to show his extremely weak ownership and very futile possessiveness.

Maybe it was the lively and laughing atmosphere, maybe it was the vigorous scene in front of him that made people feel good, or maybe it was a sudden burst of kindness... In any case, Liu Fuguang glanced back at him and sighed involuntarily.

Then, his hand hidden in his long sleeve moved slightly and pinched Yan Huan's four fingers back.

It wasn't much intimacy, not even a serious hand-holding, but in an instant, Yan Huan felt like five thunderbolts struck him, making him dizzy and confused. He was led for a long distance in a daze before he finally regained consciousness. .

Hand in hand, I, Fuguang held my hand... Yan Huan thought in a daze, could I be dreaming?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was a dream, and he even lost the strength to hold it back. Along with this, the more he thought about it, the redder his face became. His face was as hot as if it were covered by a steamer, and the boiling redness made his ears completely cooked.

Even if it is a dream, it is a sweet dream that I never want to wake up from! Yan Huan lamented in his heart, but it should be okay to be bolder in his dreams, right?

Thinking of this, he managed to get some clarity out of his mushy mind, and used all his strength to gently squeeze Liu Fuguang's thumb back.

...Idiot. Liu Fuguang muttered, trying to hide his funny expression, but failed.

Yan Huan made no secret of it, grinning a big silly smile full of fangs: It's your fool.

Later, Liu Fuguang took the initiative to let go. Because Yan Huan was so excited, his body temperature continued to rise, and his palms were covered in sweat, which was no different from the furnace. The heat on his skin made him unbearable.

That day, Yan Huan almost burst into tears at the market, flooding hundreds of nearby stalls.

The first time they kissed, it was under more normal circumstances. It was on that day that Yan Huan made it clear to Liu Fuguang that he was willing to serve his sentence at the end of the day, as if asking for credit.

It would be a lie to say that he was not surprised. Liu Fuguang had not thought that he would do this. After staring at Yan Huan for a moment, until he saw the Dragon God lowering his head like an introverted little girl, Liu Fuguang asked coldly: Then what do you want?

Even though he was thick-skinned, Yan Huan was still embarrassed to face such a straightforward question. He hesitated for a long time before letting out a weak groan.

……Uh-huh.

What do you want? Liu Fuguang asked directly again.

This stopped Yan Huan from asking.

He originally only planned that as long as Liu Fuguang was happy and could look at him with admiration, that would be great. As for what you want? He really didn't know and couldn't think about it.

Liu Fuguang sighed again.

Let me give you a kiss, he said. Since you are willing to make up for the six thousand years... let me give you a kiss, how about it?

Once again, Yan Huan's brain shut down.

His eyes widened and he was stunned for a long time. Then he asked in a trembling voice: Is it okay to kiss anywhere?

Where else do you want to kiss? Liu Fuguang was speechless. In view of the principle of honesty, he nodded in agreement: ...it's up to you.

Yan Huan was trembling with joy. He seemed to be stuck. He bent down inch by inch and moved closer to his lover extremely slowly, his fingers trembling. But before he touched the corner of his clothes, he paused on the spot again, then quickly turned his head, changed back to his original form and flew out wildly.

Liu Fuguang: ...

What's going on?

He was as happy as he was sad. He found a place where no one was around, and Yan Huan couldn't help crying. The sky was thundering and the rain was pouring. Not long after, Yan Huan came back from crying. Looking at his red eyes, Liu Fuguang pretended not to know what happened.

Yan Huan took a deep breath and held Liu Fuguang's shoulders with both hands, which were frighteningly hot.

——Slightly softer than the spring breeze, he kissed the small mole on the corner of his lover's lips.

At that moment, Liu Fuguang's eyebrows trembled slightly and he couldn't help but feel moved.

you……

Before he finished speaking, Yan Huan immediately let go of his hand, turned around and ran out again.

After a while, thunder crackled outside and raindrops poured down.

Liu Fuguang: ...

What's wrong with you again!

Anyway, after all the anchor points were shattered, they made a trip back to the East Marsh. Zhou Yi was accustomed to looking at the sky, so he came to congratulate Liu Fuguang first.

The real immortal is so polite, but I am no longer the best, so what is there to celebrate? Liu Fuguang said with a smile.

Zhou Yi pretended to say: Ah, indeed. Since the last time we said goodbye, the Immortal Lord has become a completely different person. He has even learned to speak politely!

Yan Huan has never had anything good to say about immortals. He was afraid of well ropes for ten years, and Zhou Yi did not dare to see him, so only Liu Fuguang came to entertain him. After the greetings, Zhou Yi pondered again and again, and carefully stated his purpose: Immortal Lord, I came today because I was entrusted by someone, and I have some trivial matters, and I plan to tell you...

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