Suo Qingjun Chapter 37

The fragrance of peony blends into one’s arms

The glow of the candlelight gently enveloped the two people embracing each other. Qing Fengan leaned on Jin Xianling’s shoulder, and her fingertips gently traced the veins on the young man’s neck. The sweet fragrance of his breath mixed with the ink breath rippled in the small bamboo house.

Jin Xianling lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against his red ear, causing the person in his arms to tremble slightly.He tightened his arms and hugged the person tighter. His palms were pressed against the soft flesh of Qing Feng’an’s lower back. With a slight exertion on his fingertips, he brought the person closer to him.

“Master.” Jin Xianling’s voice was low and hoarse, filled with lingering emotions, “Holding you like this always feels like a dream.”

Qing Feng’an chuckled, and her breath brushed the side of his neck, causing a slight itch.He raised his hand and traced his fingertips across Jin Xianling’s eyebrows, from the frowning peaks to the astonishingly bright eyes, his movements were so gentle that they were unbelievable.”Then don’t wake up.”

After he finished speaking, he raised his head slightly and took the initiative to kiss Jin Xianling’s lips.

This kiss was a bit green and tentative, but it was also full of joy.Jin Xianling’s breathing stagnated, and then she turned her back and deepened the kiss.As their lips and teeth touched each other, the fragrance of peony in the room seemed to become lingering.

After an unknown amount of time, the two slowly separated, their foreheads touched, and they looked at each other while panting.Qing Feng’an’s lips were red and swollen, and her eyes were covered with mist, making her look particularly attractive.Jin Xianling looked at him, her Adam’s apple rolled unconsciously, and the light in her eyes became hotter.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the water stains on the corners of Qing Feng’an’s lips. His fingertips were slightly cool, but they were so hot that Qing Feng’an’s head trembled.

“It’s late at night.” Jin Xianling’s voice had a hint of hoarse tenderness, “I’ll take you to have a rest.”

Qing Feng’an didn’t refuse, she just leaned in his arms obediently and wrapped her arms around his neck.Jin Xianling stood up carefully, for fear of disturbing the person in her arms, and walked very lightly, walking towards the bed in the back room step by step.

The moonlight shines in through the window lattice and falls on the bed, making the quilt glow with a faint silver light.Jin Xianling gently laid Qing Feng’an on the bed, leaned over and tucked him in, her movements as gentle as if she were handling a rare treasure.

He was about to get up, but his wrist was held by Qing Feng’an.

The young man turned around and saw the person in his arms looking at him with a pair of wet eyes, with a trace of imperceptible nostalgia in his eyes.”Don’t leave.”

Jin Xianling’s heart softened, as if she had been lightly hit by something.He leaned over and pressed a soft kiss on Qing Feng’an’s forehead. His voice was so gentle that it could make water drip out of his mouth: “I’m not leaving, I’ll stay with you.”

He lifted the quilt, lay down in it, stretched out his hands to take Qing Fengan into his arms, and let him rest on his arm.The two looked at each other and smiled, with only each other in their eyes.

The moonlight outside the window becomes brighter and brighter, and the peonies in the courtyard bloom more and more beautifully under the moonlight.The evening breeze carried a sweet fragrance and came in through the half-open window lattice, lingering around the two people embracing each other.

Qing Fengan leaned in Jin Xianling’s arms, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and felt that her heart and eyes were filled with peace.He thought of the ups and downs of the Xuanqing Sect, the rumors in the world, and the worship hall on the top of the mountain. He just felt that the tenderness at this moment was so hard-earned.

“Xian Ling.” Qing Feng’an’s voice was very soft, with a hint of sleepiness.

“Huh?” Jin Xianling lowered his head and brushed the top of his hair with the tip of her nose.

“It will be like this every year.”

Jin Xianling’s heart felt warm. He tightened his arms and hugged her more tightly. His voice was low and firm: “Okay. Year after year, life after life, I will only be with you.”

Qing Feng’an chuckled, the tiredness in her eyes getting thicker.He shrank into Jin Xianling’s arms, found a comfortable position, and slowly closed his eyes.

Jin Xianling looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the person in her arms, the tenderness in her eyes almost overflowing.He lowered his head, pressed a gentle kiss on the top of Qing Feng’an’s hair, and then closed his eyes.

The candles in the bamboo house gradually burned out, and the last sparks danced and fell into silence.

The moonlight is gentle and the fragrance of peony lingers.

The two people embracing each other were having the same dream in this silent night.

In the dream, there are peonies all over the courtyard, the gentle moonlight, the figures who depend on each other, and the vow to never be separated year after year.

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