Prison Dragon

At dusk, the setting sun in the sky sank between the mountains, and there were a few sharp birdsong and the rustling wind.

"Young Master Yang!" Liao Xiang walked to the door of Yang You's room with the wine in hand.

Yang You sat alone in thought, was startled when he saw him coming, and hurriedly packed up his things, "What's the matter with the second master?"

"Drink?" Liao Xiang shook the wine jar in his hand.

Yang You was concentrating on waiting for the news of the Zhaoyi Army's attack on the mountain, and he didn't dare to relax at all. If he had to sleep, he wished he could keep his eyes open for twelve hours a day.

How could he agree to drink with Liao Xiang?

What's more, Liao Xiang still has other thoughts, who knows if there is anything else in the wine.

"When I was young, my body was weak." Yang You started to talk nonsense because he had a weak face and a young body. "The doctor said that it is best not to be drunk in this life."

Although Liao Xiang is also a young master, he practiced martial arts since he was a child. He is tall, with strong arms and a body of tight tendons. Looking at Yang You's young body, he felt a little pity in his heart, so he let go and said, "In this case, sit next to me. Brother drinks, you drink tea."

"Okay." Yang You smiled and got up and brought him a cup, asking him to drink for himself.

"Why do you want to be so delicate?" Liao Xiang flicked the glass aside, and drank from the wine jar with one hand.

The wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth, leaving transparent traces on the jawline, and flowed into his clothes along his Adam's apple, which he swallowed up and down.

Yang You was thinking whether to hand him a handkerchief to wipe.

"Is brother good-looking?" Liao Xiang boldly wiped his mouth with his sleeve, raised his eyebrows and asked Yang You.

Yang You looked at him seriously, looked at him for a long time and said with a smile: "Not as good-looking as me."

Liao Xiang rested her elbows on the table, propped her chin to look at Yang You, and said obsessively, "You are the most beautiful person my brother has ever seen."

Calling each other brother and brother is a joke in Huajie and Liuxiang. Yang You disliked such flirtatious words, but he didn't show it. He just sat quietly, waiting for Liao Xiang's next sentence.

Unexpectedly, Liao Xiang didn't say a word, just looked at his face.

Yang You sighed, pointed at the corner of Liao Xiang's mouth and said, "Second boss, drool."

Liao Xiang regained consciousness and wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand, it was dry.

"You little son is used to making jokes." Liao Xiang twitched her fingers and smiled with a friendly tone.

"How is Yang Bai's appearance better than the oiran of the Nanfeng Pavilion, and how is he better than the previous friends before the second head?" Yang You asked.

Liao Xiang stopped talking for a while, seeming a little annoyed, "You know everything?"

Looking at Liao Xiang's usual behavior, he knew that he was a romantic figure. Isn't that what happened in the brothel? Yang You didn't even need to guess.

He looked at Liao Xiang quietly, neither disliked nor liked, so he said lightly: "Yang Bai is not the people that the second leader met before, and he has no interest in these things."

Liao Xiang used to be the son of a noble family, so he was used to being romantic.When he became a bandit, he was also a well-known bandit in the Southwest. He was good-looking, strong, and generous in his shots. Not to mention a brothel, even ordinary people had many boys who liked him and wanted to follow him.

But he just felt weak.

It wasn't until he saw Yang You's face that he realized what a beauty in the world is. Others have lost their taste, and his heart was already in a state of turmoil.Heifeng was afraid that Xiaoning would be displeased by his rash actions, so he repeatedly warned him to restrain himself.

Liao Xiang also had to calm down honestly.

But Yang You's personality really suits him.

A young boy who sees everything with an indifferent appearance, smiles like a peach blossom in March, sometimes speaks against your heart, and sometimes pricks your lungs.Very lonely, but surprisingly considerate.

Even rejecting him is not a serious thing to say.

But the more he refused, the more Liao Xiang wanted to be with him.

"You are a cheap person!" Hei Feng's words rang in his ears.

He is cheap, the colder Yang You is to him, the more he likes Yang You.

Not to mention, this kid really seems to have a feeling that no one else has.

"I wasn't interested in the past, don't you think I won't be interested in the future?" Liao Xiang moved closer and deliberately raised his hand to rub Yang You's forehead.

Yang You's expression remained calm, but he said in his heart that he was a little interested before, but not with you.

"Second Master," Yang You said, holding Liao Xiang's wine jar, "You don't even know who I am, but you are only interested in me because of my good-looking face. There are many good-looking people in the world, and there is no shortage of them." Me this one."

Liao Xiang watched him put the wine jar at the door, and said lazily: "Brother just likes you to look good, how can you care so much?"

Yang You turned his back to him and smiled lightly.

That's why he doesn't like Liao Xiang.

A person who easily surrendered himself to desire because of his skin.

Such a person, such a look.

He couldn't help but think of every man who went in and out of his mother's room when he was a child, and those men who pointed to the singers and asked Yang You's name and price.

Yang You put the wine jar outside, turned his head to look at Liao Xiang, and pointed out the door, "Second Master, it's a mistake to drink, so go back after drinking."

Liao Xiang walked up to him, he was a head taller than Yang You, looked down at him condescendingly, stretched out his hands to support Yang You's sides, "Brother is drunk, why don't you let him rest here for the night."

As he spoke, he tilted his head and blew his breath onto Yang You's neck.

The tails of Yang You's eyes twitched slightly, obviously he had reached the limit of his patience.

Seeing that he did not resist, Liao Xiang lowered her head and kissed his side face, but Yang You remained motionless.

Liao Xiang smiled and said something in Southwest official dialect, "You are a lump of ice, and I can melt it for you."

After he finished speaking, he put his hand on Yang You's shoulder, and pulled Yang You into his arms.

Yang You said coldly: "What are you waiting for?"

Liao Xiang thought he was talking about herself, and raised her head curiously, why did Yang Bai suddenly become so enthusiastic?

Yang You looked behind him, "Do it!"

A cold light flashed from the corner of Liao Xiang's eyes, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He immediately dodged to the side, and stuck a long knife into the three-inch wooden board on Yang You's shoulder.

With heavy steps, Yang Yuchun emerged from the intersection of sunset and darkness.

Yang You looked at Liao Xiang, pointed out the door again: "Second Master, please."

Liao Xiang had suffered from Yang Yuchun last time, and was feeling uncomfortable, but this time it was him again.

He said to Yang Yuchun: "Manzi, I was not ready last time, let's have a good fight this time."

Yang Yuchun didn't speak, but looked at Yang You, asking for his opinion.

Yang You kicked over the wine jar and said in a low voice, "Get out!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Liao Xiang.

That gloomy and stern look made Liao Xiang, who is used to seeing blood, cold for no reason, as if there was a sword hanging around his neck, which might fall down and cut off his head at any time.

Liao Xiang closed her voice, and walked out with her tail between her legs.

Seeing Liao Xiang walking away, Yang You began to ask, "When did you come?"

Yang Yuchun came closer, lowered his head firmly, but refused to speak.

The two made a promise to each other the day before yesterday, and today Yang You was so angry with this bull.

"If you don't want to say it, then come to me when you want to talk." After all, he was one of his few companions, so Yang You couldn't say anything about him, so he walked back to the room and started to clear the cups on the table.

A thud.

When Yang You turned his head, Yang Yuchun knelt at the door, the wine was spilled and flowed all over the floor, he just knelt in the wine all over the floor.

Yang You watched him not speak, and kept moving his hands, but he listened carefully to his movements.

Yang Yuchun walked into the room on his knees, walked behind him, grabbed his clothes, and whispered, "He's been here since he entered the door."

"Is it fun to watch a play?" Yang You asked.

Yang Yuchun stopped talking again, and after thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "My lord, if you really like... if you really like that, I will find someone else for you, that second boss is not a good person, you don't want to..."

"go out!"

The tone of his treatment of Liao Xiang also fell on Yang Yuchun.

Yang Yuchun didn't dare to look into his eyes, so he couldn't see the shadow in Yang You's eyes.

"Do you think I'm angry with you because of that kind of thing?" Yang You laughed angrily, "If I don't call you, do you want to watch the show before you do it? Do you want to see me dying before you do it? ?”

"No," Yang Yuchun held his hand in defense.

"Then what do you want to do after watching it for a long time?" Yang You said.

"I...I..." He said "I" for a long time without uttering a single word.

Yang You looked at him, a little disappointed, took a few deep breaths, suppressed his anger, and said to him calmly: "If you don't want to be with me, then go. No one here will check you, where are you going?" It will be all right."

Yang Yuchun held his hand so hard that Yang You almost felt pain in his bones, and kept shaking his head.

Yang You finally managed to control his anger, "Going and not going, and not talking, did I give you shame?"

Yang Yuchun looked up at him, begging in his eyes, like a puppy about to be abandoned by its owner.

Yang You was so angry that he put his foot on his chest and kicked Yang Yuchun to the ground.

This is the first time he can't control his emotions and fight with others.

Yang Yuchun got up from the ground and knelt quietly again.

With itchy teeth, Yang You kicked him again.

Yang Yuchun fell to the ground and got up again.

Yang You kicked him several times one after another, the only sound in the room was the heavy sound of flesh/body hitting/on the floor.

Yang Yuchun didn't resist at all, just got up and knelt down obediently, without a cry of pain or a word.

Yang You was also tired, he grabbed the cup and smashed it under his feet, "Get lost!"

The cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Chu Ge rushed over after hearing the sound, Yang You blushed and his neck was thick, and Yang Yuchun looked obediently being beaten again.The door of the room was full of shards of clay pots and wine, and the room was also filled with porcelain shavings.

"Get him out!" Yang You pointed at Yang Yuchun and shouted.

Chu Ge was also frightened by him. He had only seen Yang You's kind and gentle appearance, but no one had ever seen him angry.

She wanted to pull Yang Yuchun out, but Yang Yuchun wanted to kneel on the ground desperately.

"Go out first." Chu Ge said in a low voice, "Let's talk after the anger subsides."

Yang Yuchun looked up at Yang You's face, walked out silently, and knelt at the door.

"You..." Chu Ge's eyes flicked between the two of them.

"Let him kneel!" Yang You forcefully closed the door.