After being dedicated to the villain

Da Zhuang said that it was too fast, and it is not clear how fast, Song Sijin could only go back to the room and wait.

It was getting dark and Duan Lingyao didn't come back, maybe because tomorrow is the [-]th, Song Sijin always felt very restless.

Xin Qing brought food and advised him to eat first, but Song Sijin didn't have much appetite either.

"Why don't you ask the kitchen to make an ice bowl to relieve the heat? The young master is not at home, so I won't take care of you."

Song Sijin hesitated, and was about to agree, when Duan Lingyao pushed open the door and walked in: "Just you little chicken thief, go down, no one is allowed to enter the hospital without my order."

There were several stacks of small cold dishes on the table, which made people very appetizing. After sitting down, Duan Lingyao had a strange expression on his face.

He pinched a peanut and stuffed it into his mouth, his face didn't have a smile on his face, but instead had a kind of fearful laxity that Song Sijin was familiar with.

"Brother Jin, do the math carefully, it's been a month since I touched you last time."

Song Sijin looked at him blankly, not understanding what he was trying to do by suddenly mentioning this matter: "What's wrong?"

"I want you tonight." Duan Lingyao leaned forward, reached out and tapped the corner of Song Sijin's lips, "Do you want to?"

Song Sijin couldn't answer, rationally told him that he should cooperate, but he really didn't want to.He hasn't let go of his grudge against him yet, he can't regard him as a lover, and he is not in the mood now.

Seeing that Song Sijin was silent all the time, Duan Lingyao laughed twice, his dimples became shallow and then disappeared, he bent his eyes playfully: "Look at you, why are you nervous, can I still push you to the ground? It's quite interesting, but if Brother Jin breaks it, it won't be worth the loss."

Something is not right, Duan Lingyao is a little weird today.

Song Sijin stood up embarrassingly, and said softly: "I'll go out to get some air, you can eat."

As soon as he took a step, Duan Lingyao grabbed his wrist and pulled him back: "Don't go, I still have a lot to say to brother Jin."

Song Sijin couldn't get rid of him, so he could only ask: "What are you talking about?"

Duan Lingyao tilted his head, and his innocent and charming face became more and more seductive and treacherous by the candlelight, especially his eyes, which were originally black and big, looked even more black as inkstones at this moment. Come here, it's palpitatingly cold.

"Brother Jin, shouldn't you believe a liar? Since he can lie once or twice, he can also lie a third time. Tell me, why are there such cruel liars in the world?"

He meant something, which made Song Sijin even more uneasy. Song Sijin tried to push his hand away, and whispered, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"I don't understand, okay, then I'll make it clearer. I took you to the prince's mansion that day, and you took advantage of me not paying attention, and what did you say in private with Yan Xuehui and Uncle Song? Don't tell me that you are just family members." Reminisce, I'm not that stupid!"

He knows!Another revelation of the conspiracy made Song Sijin stiff and unable to speak or act. There was only one thought in his mind: why can't he do anything well?

It seems that every time Song Sijin wants to do something that cannot be discovered by others, he always fails. He wonders if he really doesn't have the talent for conspiracies.

Seeing that Song Sijin was terrified, Duan Lingyao calmed down slightly, and tried to squeeze out a smile: "Brother Jin, I really don't want to doubt you, but Yan Xuehui is not a simple character. Aren't we reconciled? Tell the truth, that day What did you all say?"

Song Sijin gulped down his saliva, and the numb feeling of panic gradually receded from his limbs. He slowly realized that Duan Lingyao only knew about the meeting, and didn't know their specific plot.

Calm down, it's okay, look, Duan Lingyao hasn't discovered the plot to frame him until now, it can be seen that the fate has been changed a little bit.Now he doesn't have a secret letter with him, as long as he doesn't say it, he won't be able to find it.

"It's nothing, Mr. Yan just wanted to establish a good relationship with me before arranging for me to meet my father... Father said that the Duke's Mansion would never reply to his letters."

Even though Duan Lingyao felt so scary at this moment, Song Sijin still mustered up the courage to look directly at him, trying to deceive him with previous tricks.

But Duan Lingyao smiled, but said: "Don't look at me like that, I won't be fooled anymore."

This was one of the few tricks that Song Sijin knew, and even this failed, making him flustered for a moment.

"Look, you really don't know how to lie." Duan Lingyao sniffled, "You really are still lying to me, again and again, again and again..."

Duan Lingyao grabbed the edge of the table and questioned loudly, with a faint cry: "Why are you always lying to me!"

Song Sijin opened his mouth, not knowing how to respond perfectly.

Duan Lingyao was shaking his hand, shaking violently: "I thought we had reconciled, I thought everything would pass..."

He looked very pitiful, his eyes were red, his lips were trembling, and when he looked up, Song Sijin mistakenly thought for a moment that he was praying in a low voice.

Song Sijin subconsciously avoided his gaze, and the lie was exposed. He couldn't think of a new way of saying it for a while, so he could only admit that he had lied to him: "There are many things that can't be overcome."

Duan Lingyao didn't believe it. He tried to make himself look more relaxed, and forced the corners of his lips to pull Song Sijin into his arms.

Song Sijin retreated in resistance.

Duan Lingyao could only let go of him: "It's okay, it's just, there was some misunderstanding. I'll give you one last chance, you tell me what's going on, you say, as long as you say, no matter what it is, I will forgive you— —I swear I won't kill you, so say it!"

The young man who was questioned loudly stood helplessly in the room, his eyes lowered and his hands tied, which was a habitual gesture of obedience.But today Duan Lingyao watched and suddenly realized that Song Sijin's obedience had always been indifferent and disgusting.

His lips were pursed, and he was controlled by profound fear, which made him shrink back when he wanted to say something.

Duan Lingyao wanted to know very much, and hurriedly swore the oath again. It seemed that as long as Song Sijin confessed at this moment, it would prove that there was still a trace of real affection between them.

Song Sijin was in a dilemma for a long time, couldn't help putting on a defensive posture, and then said slowly: "My lord, if I tell you that Lord Yan wants me to frame you, will you be very angry?"

The stalemate atmosphere was broken, Duan Lingyao showed a smiling face, and he shook his head quickly: "I'm only a little angry, it's okay, I said I won't kill you, brother Jin, don't be afraid, what else?"

Encouraged by his attitude, Song Sijin felt a little relieved: "He gave me a letter, threatening to put it in your study, but I didn't, and burned the letter."

Duan Lingyao took a step closer to him in surprise and joy: "I knew brother Jin still had me in his heart."

The young man's attitude made Song Sijin a little more at ease. Looking back on the past few days of getting along, maybe he loves him a little deeper than he imagined, but it may also be that he doesn't know how serious the framed content is to be so tolerant.

Song Sijin couldn't be as happy as he was, because he couldn't just care about himself, so he begged: "My lord, can you pretend that you don't know, Master Yan threatens my family, I can only delay."

This small request, under the premise that Brother Jin has me in his heart, was accepted almost without hesitation, and this is in line with the strategy of the enemy's openness and our darkness. Duan Lingyao was so happy that he rushed forward regardless, and forcibly embedded into Song Sijin's arms.

"Great, brother Jin didn't lie to me this time." Duan Lingyao buried his face on his shoulder, happily incoherent, "I want to help you save your family, and I can't threaten you anymore by asking Yan Xue to go back there. There are no obstacles, brother Jin can be with others well."

The beautiful vision he couldn't help being born was like a huge dream that wrapped them up. In such an intoxicating dream, it seemed that they could throw away all their troubles and just enjoy happiness.

For a while, Song Sijin was also infected by him, and the infected heart seemed to be soaked in honey water, crispy and itchy with a hint of sweet and sour.

But soon he came to his senses again, even though the sourness was wrapped in thick sweetness, it still couldn't be ignored.

Duan Lingyao tried to kiss him, but Song Sijin, who was still uneasy, could not respond, and could only quietly let him rub on him.

"Brother Jin, you hug him..." After being left in the cold for a long time, Duan Lingyao confirmed that the other party also had himself in his heart. Duan Lingyao fell into unprecedented ecstasy. At this moment, he desperately hoped for Song Sijin's response, whether it was a kiss or a hug, Just a little response is fine.

He called his brother Jin repeatedly, coquettishly asking him to hug him.

He didn't want to be stubborn with him anymore, he wanted him to hug him.

He really didn't want much, just a little bit, a little bit, and he was willing to endure the grievances he had never suffered for him if he had this little bit.

just a little bit...

Song Sijin has always been soft-hearted, and this matter has been discovered by the young father-in-law. He has no choice but to cling to his love.So he raised his hand, ready to hug Duan Lingyao obediently.

Just as his hand was about to embrace it, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Duan Lingyao turned his head in displeasure, his small face with red lips and white teeth wrinkled fiercely: "Who, didn't you say that you are not allowed to come over!"

Xin Yi's voice was a little nervous: "Master, when I was helping you tidy up your study, I found a strange letter. You should read it quickly."

For a moment, a thunderbolt seemed to strike into his mind, Song Sijin dropped his hand raised in mid-air, and a strong uneasiness arose again. Before he could figure it out, his intuition had already started to sound the alarm.

Duan Lingyao's grip on Song Sijin's clothes suddenly tightened.

The beautiful fantasy will eventually be punctured by the coldness of reality, and at this moment, his fear is no less than that of Song Sijin.

"Come in." Trembling slightly, Duan Lingyao ordered in a calm voice, "Give me the letter."

Xin Yi lowered his head and went in to hand over the letter. Duan Lingyao left Song Sijin. He took the letter and began to read it. The more he looked at it, the more ugly his face became, and the more he looked at it, the more his body shook.

Xin Yi didn't dare to hide a little detail: "Except for yourself, only Mr. Song, me and Xin Bai can enter the young master's study room. Just now, when I went to tidy up the bookshelves, I suddenly found that the drawer where you stored your letterheads had been opened. I boldly checked it, and found that there was nothing missing, but an extra letter."

Duan Lingyao's place to store the real key items is of course not the drawer, but he has always been cautious, and has always had the habit of clamping a hair in the cracks of all drawers. As long as the drawer is opened and closed, the hair will fall silently.

Xin Qing and Xin Bai both knew about this habit, but he never told Song Sijin, because Song Sijin seldom went to his study, and only occasionally went to look for books on the shelf and never moved. over something else.

So it is self-evident who opened the drawer and put this letter in it.

The author says:

First come a big wave, and the sweetness should start to pick up slowly;

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