I overturned the car after being scumbag

Sleep without dreams.

Liquor is poison that pierces the intestines, and color is a steel knife that scrapes bones.Jiang Yuanhan didn't fully comprehend until today.

When he woke up, although his spirit was relieved a lot, his physical function had reached its peak. He was overly hungry all of a sudden, and he didn't feel hungry at all, but this submerged hunger was aroused by the aroma of food.

Jiang Yuanhan stared at the porridge cooked in Li Ningyuan's hands, then glanced at the chains on his feet, and sighed inexplicably: "...What are you thinking?"

Li Ningyuan was dressed in white, with black long hair tied up simply, and sat beside him with a silent expression. Just when Jiang Yuanhan was about to take the bowl in his hand, the other party dodged a little, scooped up a spoon , tested the temperature with his lips, and then handed it over.

Jiang Yuanhan froze for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to take care of him as if he couldn't take care of himself.

He looked at the porridge in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Senior brother... I'll do it myself."

The other party's brain is not normal, and there is no way to be tough.He didn't want to experience the pain and oppression before.And this person is his target, if he wants to quickly improve his realm, find his junior uncle, or take revenge... he still needs to rely on this.

For various reasons, Jiang Yuanhan restrained his sharp thorns and softened his attitude a little.

But Li Ningyuan didn't let him come by himself, but persistently and silently fed each other with his own hands, thoughtful, considerate and gentle, his hands were dangling in front of Jiang Yuanhan's eyes, every detail was like first love.

Jiang Yuanhan was a little dazed, he subconsciously thought of his little uncle, and let him docilely feed him the porridge for the time being.

...No matter how you say it, Li Ningyuan's cooking is delicious.Such a refined sword cultivator is actually quite good at cooking food.I don't know if it's a talent or a hobby?

The warm and delicious porridge soothed the body, and this weak body felt a sense of solidity.

"Do you still want to eat?" Li Ningyuan asked gently.

Jiang Yuanhan shook his head, stared at the figure of the other party, thought for a long time before he said: "Do you want to... talk to me?"

Li Ningyuan put down the things in his hands, sat beside Xiaoyuren, and reached out to hold his wrist.

Jiang Yuanhan withdrew his hand, did not break free, and said helplessly: "You don't want to lock me up like this for a lifetime, do you?"

"I thought about it."

This is said lightly, but it still makes people nervous.

"...You are really dangerous." Jiang Yuanhan said, "Why on earth is it because... is it because you like me?"

"Ah."

But from Li Ningyuan's expression, it was impossible to tell whether the words were true or not.He is also very similar to the little uncle in this, he always hides his emotions very well, and waits until they have been brewing and accumulating to a certain level before they explode like thunder in the dry sky.

"There is no one who likes others like you." Xiaoyuren said earnestly, "The relationship between two people must be based on equality. If you do this, you will only push me further."

"If I don't do this, can you give up on that person?" Li Ningyuan asked.

Jiang Yuanhan suddenly got stuck, his words stopped.He saw the other party showing an expression of "as expected".

Li Ningyuan asked calmly, "Who is that person?"

"He's not here anymore." Jiang Yuanhan squeezed the center of his brows, wondering why the other party was always entangled with this person, thought about his choice of words, and explained, "He...he is a very good person, not what you think In that way..."

Li Ningyuan obviously didn't like to hear such words, so he cut off the other party's words: "Are you a demon cultivator? Duoshe?... How did you die?"

Jiang Yuanhan's nature is not suitable for suppression, so he tried to persuade him with a good temper, and when he felt that it didn't make sense, he was a little impatient, and said unhappily: "I have done too many bad things, and I will be killed by lightning."

If you don't write a draft when you lie, it's him.

Li Ningyuan knew that he didn't want to say anything, so she didn't force her to ask.Instead, he pulled the other person into his arms, and stretched out his hand to comb the little shark's hair.

Jiang Yuanhan naturally refused, but he didn't have the strength to resist. In the end, he became angry, and when he was held in his arms by the other party, he raised his head and bit him.

Li Ningyuan didn't hide, but let the other party bite down on him. He methodically combed the hair of the little junior in his arms, his palms slid down the other party's back, stopped at the waist and tightened, and suddenly asked: "Have you ever resisted him like this?"

Jiang Yuanhan didn't understand who this was referring to at first, but then suddenly realized that it was incredible—how could there be such a jealous person?He didn't know the little uncle at all, and apart from being the same target of the secret technique, there was no comparison.

He fell into this situation without knowing the goal. Life is really too difficult.

"...No." Jiang Yuanhan knew that if he said this, the other party would be sad, but he wanted to say this, "He never treated me like this."

This sentence did not make the other party's condition better.Li Ningyuan reached out and raised his cheek, and said lightly: "How did he treat you? What's wrong with me, am I not as good as him?"

"You two can't compare." Jiang Yuanhan said, "Li Ningyuan, I can't like the second person anymore, I just want to find him and be with him...uh..."

Weaving Moon Shark's eyesight is not good, according to the reaction of ordinary people, it will be slower.He was kissed by Li Ningyuan again unpreparedly, his damaged and cracked lips had already been worn red, and when he was kissed oppressively again, the stinging pain surged again.

Jiang Yuanhan knew that he couldn't push him away, but he was so excited that his hair exploded. He bit it back hard, and tasted the taste of fresh blood again, which was so sweet that it made him sick.

But Li Ningyuan didn't seem to find it difficult to accept, he even felt subtly happy for the pain.It's like a kind of confirmation, a kind of confirmation of existence and emotion... Even if the other party hates and hates oneself, it is an extremely intense emotion.

Kind of like masochism.The more Li Ningyuan felt this, the more she indulged the other party to hurt herself, and found a trace of the illusion of tightly relying on and embracing each other from the pain.

Jiang Yuanhan sensed his lack of resistance.

He was stunned for a moment, then moved back a few inches in a daze, not knowing what it meant, he raised his hand to wipe his lips, and said abruptly, "You...are you sick..."

"I guess there is."

Li Ningyuan approached, hugged him tightly again, and pressed against his ear, with a deep and hoarse voice.

Following the movements of the two, the chains on Jiang Yuanhan's ankles collided with each other and made crackling sounds.He has been tortured by this person so much that he doesn't know what to do, he let the other person hug him tiredly, and complained reluctantly: "...you are so annoying."

"I know." Li Ningyuan whispered, "I'm sorry."

"...we have no results."

"There will be."

"You know everything, why..."

"Even if I don't say it," Li Ningyuan pressed his hand to his heart, "these words will come from other places. Even if I can't bear it, there will always be a day when I can't suppress it."

Jiang Yuanhan couldn't talk to him anymore, he took a deep breath, lay on the other person's shoulder and closed his eyes, feeling very uncomfortable, and said in a bad mood: "What is this, it's better to kill me than this."

For such a perseverant person like him, he wanted to back down a little bit, suffering and blaming himself in his heart, thinking of the little uncle in his mind, thinking of the tender and lingering kiss of his first love, which would not make him want to escape, nor would he make him hurt.

But he is sorry for the little uncle, this kind of guilt has been grinding himself, making him unable to think from the perspective of Li Ningyuan... He can only love someone so hard, he can't be perfect, and he can't care too much .

For mistakes, there is no other better way than to make up for them.There is not so much time left for him to regret.

Li Ningyuan smiled after hearing this, and kissed the little shark's forehead: "I'm not willing to let you die."

When Sheng Wenchun arrived later, he was completely shocked by the situation in Luohuaxianfu.

She had heard that Master was injured in Liuhai Secret Realm before, and later she had conflicts with Kunyang Xianjun and Danyang Xianjun in the Penglai Upper Court, thinking about Zhiyueyu, she was in a panic and didn't know what to do , but she was delayed for a day by the affairs in hand, and she didn't come to the door until today.

Sheng Wenchun only had time to tell his master that Miqing Xianjun took Xiaoyuren away, and he didn't know much about what happened after that.So when he saw the chains on his feet, he was particularly shocked.

Jiang Yuanhan sat on the chair next to the table, with his left arm and elbow pressed in front of the table, and he ate a mouthful of the fruit on the plate expressionlessly, with the chain dragging on the ground.

The female cultivator in red was fidgeting on the opposite side, and asked tentatively, "Master Xiaoyu... what happened?"

"Your master is crazy." Jiang Yuanhan peeled off the seeds in the fruit, and said in a calm tone, "He wants to torture me to death."

Sheng Wenchun was very puzzled, and said in surprise: "How can such a person like Shizun, who is as glamorous and upright as Shizun, suddenly happen? Uncle Xiaoyu, tell me the truth, that day Kunyang Xianjun , Did I trick you..."

"I don't." Jiang Yuanhan glanced at her, "You don't understand, I think his mind is unstable, and he doesn't think about serious things."

Sheng Wenchun: "...the amount of information is a bit large."

She made up her mind, and thought that the master should go to Penglai Tower to discuss matters, so she approached him a little boldly, and reached out to pick up the chain that was dragged on the ground.

The anklet was icy cold, but when it fell on the ground, it was completely free from dust, not even a speck of dust.She put the chain in the palm of her hand to identify it, and sighed: "The material is very good... It cannot be broken by a knife, it cannot be broken by fire, and it cannot be undone by ordinary spells. It is worthy of being the master's thing."

Jiang Yuanhan took a bite of the red fruit in his hand with a "click", and glanced at the silver ring on his ankle.

"Don't praise him... Nephew Xiao Sheng, is there anything you can do?"

"I don't dare to betray my master and help you escape." Sheng Wenchun refused before he could ask carefully. She sighed and said, "It seems that my previous estimate was not enough... Master treats you really well. I'm a bit possessed. It's really...unforeseeable that Uncle Xiaoyu can attract him like this."

Jiang Yuanhan: "...do you think I am willing?"

Sheng Wenchun took care of him for a few days before, and he also developed some affection for Uncle Xiaoyu.She thought about it painstakingly, sat beside Jiang Yuanhan, and said cautiously: "Gu Lang is the best way to do this. I will ask him for some panacea. I will nourish your body."

Just as Jiang Yuanhan wanted to say that it was unnecessary, he remembered the fragility of this body—it was still aching two days ago, and it was fine if the skin on the inside of his thigh was torn, even... Anyway, he still feels uncomfortable now.

The red-clothed female cultivator thought for a long time before coming up with a bad idea, and said, "Maybe my master just didn't like other people and misunderstood his love for you... If your brother cheated on a wild man without you knowing Run away, don't you get jealous and angry?"

Sheng Wenchun was referring to looking for love, but Jiang Yuanhan immediately thought of the little uncle whom the other party was obsessed with, and murmured: "...it seems reasonable."