You are not bullying me to look good

The newly replaced lamp was too bright and too dazzling, Jian Yi couldn't bear to cover his eyes with his arms, Lucifer saw this, and turned on a dim yellow bedside lamp instead.

"Why are you drunk?" Lucifer laid him flat on the bed and tucked him in, "Do you want some water?"

Jian Yi's thinking was sluggish, and she had been quietly letting him toss, but upon hearing this, she slowly sat up and wanted to get out of bed.

Lucifer frowned and grabbed his arm: "What do you want? I'll get it for you."

"..." Jian Yi propped his forehead with one hand, wanted to speak but stopped, pursed his lips and walked out, shaking off Lucifer's hand.

When Lucifer was rejected by him for the first time, his face sank, and he followed him to see what he wanted to do.

The mess in the living room has not been confiscated, and everyone has disappeared. Jian Yi glanced at Lucifer's room. The bedroom door was wide open, and there was no one there.

He poured himself a glass of water, heated it with a magic spell, and only after drinking a glass of water did he wake up. His Royal Highness was right, the stamina is great, especially for a person like him who can't drink a glass.

After drinking the water, he walked to the table again, looking at the cold table with scattered leftovers, his eyes were a little confused, Lucifer stood behind him: "I'll collect it, you go to sleep."

Jian Yi regarded him as air, picked up the strawberries in the fruit plate and ate them.

"Jian Yi." Lucifer lost his temper and could only call him.

The other party ignored him, and after eating the strawberries, he peeled the lychees by himself.

"It's too cold." Shouting and ignoring, Lucifer hugged him from behind, stopping his hand from continuing to hold the fruit, "Xiao Yi, don't ignore me."

Jian Yi switched hands to hold it.

This time both arms were not locked.

"Speak." Lucifer lowered his head and wanted to kiss his face, but because his face was turned away, he only kissed his hair.

Jian Yi said softly: "Lord Lucifer, please let go."

Lucifer's brain exploded with a "boom", and his heart ached as if someone had grabbed him and twisted him into a twist. He felt that he had heard it wrong: "Xiao Yi, what did you just say?"

Jian Yi pulled out his arm little by little: "I'm hungry, let me eat something."

"What did you just say?" Lucifer asked stubbornly, and simply dragged him away from the table and turned to face himself.

His movements were too forceful, and Jian Yi's arm was so painful that he lowered his head to rub the painful place, but he didn't want to move.

Pain is good, wake up.

Lucifer pinched his chin, saw that the corners of his eyes were reddish, but the eyes were clear, not even mist, and was forced to look at him helplessly.

"What are you angry about?" Lucifer suppressed his restless anger, making his voice sound calm.

Jian Yi said: "I'm not angry, I'm just hungry." He explained patiently, "I didn't eat much just now, and I drank again, my stomach feels uncomfortable."

Lucifer picked him up, sat at the table, and let him sit in his arms: "I'll feed you what you want to eat."

Jian Yi remained silent.

Lucifer's anger frightened him, and he was unwilling to maintain this relationship.

He's not one to get angry, he just feels sad to despair.

It turned out that he was just a substitute, and his joy was the rest of another person's charity.

"Xiao Yi." Lucifer seduced him again in a low voice, "Call me."

Jian Yi fulfilled his wish: "Master Lucifer, please let go." The voice was so cold that even he himself felt strange.

Lucifer clenched his hand tightly, Jian Yi was a little afraid that the bones would be crushed.

There was a dead silence all around, he couldn't even hear Lucifer's breathing, only his own.

He couldn't help but hold his breath, breathing carefully, trying not to make a sound.

"Xiao Yi." Lucifer spoke after a while, "Why are you angry? Because of Beelzebub?" He buried himself in Jian Yi's shoulder, "Why are you angry?"

Jian Yi was nervous for a while, and finally asked through the strength of alcohol: "Is it because I am like him that you treat me like this? Do you treat me as a substitute?" As soon as the words came out, tears could not be held back. Lost, full of grievances and sadness vented out along the way.

"It never happened." Lucifer kissed his eyes, tears could not be wiped away, "Don't think too much." He paused, "Don't pay attention to them, they know how to mess around all day long."

Jian Yi covered his eyes, and many questioning words rolled on the tip of his tongue again and again, and finally only transformed into: "I'm hungry, my stomach hurts."

He was too sad to even ask, the truth was so obvious, the substitutes had no say.

"Stomach pain?" Lucifer touched his stomach, the palm of his hand was hot, and he stuck it to the stomach, and soon the pain from alcohol burning went down, "Is it comfortable?"

He said it hurt just now, why did he notice it now?

Jian Yi only said: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Lucifer warmed up the dishes, took his own bowls and chopsticks and fed him with his own hands, Jian Yi didn't refuse, and he could eat whatever he offered, as if his emotions were crying out, and he became obedient and obedient again.

"Are you full?" Lucifer calculated that he had already fed a lot, but Jian Yi still ate it. Even if a cultivator doesn't live on food and doesn't know how hungry or full, that's not normal.

Jian Yi said "hmm", Lucifer carried him back to the room to sleep, and lay beside him.

Jian Yi closed her eyes and breathed steadily.

Lucifer did not let go of his plan, and continued to ask persistently, "Why do you care so much about Beelzebub?"

Jian Yi turned his back to him, curled up: "Because I don't want to be a substitute for others."

"You have never been a substitute." Lucifer hugged him, "Don't be angry, I will let him go back tomorrow."

Jian Yi didn't speak again.

Lucifer frowned, how to guide him?

He touched Jian Yi's face, his hands were wet.

cried again.

"You think I like him?" Lucifer was so distressed that he didn't care about any ghost scripts, and forcibly turned him over, "Is it? Huh?"

Jian Yi's tears fell even harder: "Isn't it?"

"Don't think too much, no." Lucifer stroked his hair, "Really, don't cry."

The other party was made of water, Lucifer wrapped him in his arms, his clothes were wet a lot, he patted him on the back to coax him: "I like him, why are you crying so sad?" He rolled his eyes, "Xiao Yi, are you jealous?"

"No..." With intermittent crying, Jian Yi stubbornly retorted, struggling to the death, insisting on what he just said, "Because... because... I don't want to be a substitute for others..." One sentence cost him With a lot of strength, I was panting badly for a while, clutching the quilt tightly, not knowing where to vent my great grievances.

"He can't even compare to one of our Xiaoyi's fingers." Lucifer broke his hand and held it in his own. Seeing that he was almost out of breath, he patted him on the back instead, "Why are you crying?" So powerful, Xiao Yi, are you sick?"

Who doesn't know that this is how people behave when they are wronged to the extreme and can't vent.

Jian Yi shook his head, trying to calm himself down, but he stopped breathing and didn't even make a sound.

Lucifer was so distressed that he lowered his head and kissed his face, but Jian Yi resisted very much: "Don't kiss me..." But the words were all suppressed.

"Are you really stupid or fake stupid?" Lucifer finally couldn't hold back, "Did you do it on purpose? You are so sensitive now that you are usually dull? You can tell that I like others, but you can't say that I like you?"

Jian Yi's body froze immediately, and he didn't understand what he was referring to for a long time.

What is he talking about?Why can't I understand it at all?

Seeing that he didn't respond, Lucifer felt a chill in his heart, or was he frightened?He really still couldn't accept it.

Lucifer couldn't wait for a response, his heart sank, he let go of him and got out of bed, and went to his closet: "I coaxed you into that dress, I just wanted you to wear the same dress as me, I took it back, lest you It's disgusting to see." He was familiar with Jian Yi's packing method, and found the T-shirt accurately, but saw another shirt under the T-shirt, which was obviously not Jian Yi's size, and there was still Jins' breath on it .

Jian Yi was still at a loss, when he saw him looking for the wardrobe, he felt something was wrong, but it was too late to stop him.

Lucifer immediately understood the vampire's intentions, but he laughed angrily, and walked to the bed one by one: "So you can wear anyone's clothes, right? Okay, I thought about everything, from the beginning to the end you Jian Yi They are all innocent, you treat everyone the same, you can do whatever you are asked to do."

It's not like that... Jian Yi wanted to refute, but he couldn't speak because he was crying too hard. He watched Lucifer, who was so angry that he calmed down, burst out a fire with his left hand and burned the shirt, and then tore the T-shirt into pieces and scattered it on the ground. In front of him, float to the ground or bed.

Jian Yi grabbed the rags that fell on the bed, tears poured out again, his mind was so confused that he couldn't think of what to do.

This kind of Lucifer is too strange, or this is what he is like.

He was still immersed in the other party's words and couldn't extricate himself. He didn't like Beelzebub. Is this true or false?Or is it just to keep the replacements?

He said that Beelzebub was even inferior to his own fingers?No one would denigrate a beloved genuine product in such a way in the face of alternatives, would they?

As soon as he had hoped, Lucifer dropped another blockbuster, which left him in a panic and short-circuited his mind.

The thing that was hidden so hard that he didn't want to touch it was laid out naked by the other party in front of him for him to see.

What is he going to do... The most dreadful thing has happened.

He doesn't have the courage to face the fact that he likes Lucifer. Apart from the unresolved knot in his heart, there is also the most obvious difference between them.

That's Lucifer...

Only this one identity is an insurmountable gap.

"You can't accept it, and I can't help it, so be it."

In a daze, Jian Yi heard Lucifer say this in a cold and tired voice, and then he walked out without forgetting to close the door.

The sound of "boom" at the door finally pulled him into reality.

"That's it", what do you mean?

He was startled, grabbed a few strips of cloth at random, jumped out of bed, staggered and ran to open the door, but he hadn't made it clear that he couldn't be let go, he hadn't spoken yet.

Can't let him go.

There was no one outside, and Lucifer completely disappeared.

Jian Yi slowly squatted down along the wall, only to feel that it was winter in all directions, and the chill was overwhelming, piercing his heart.

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