Reborn as a thief and a husband

Do it right, sometimes, it is easier to achieve the goal secretly than explicitly.

Alas... That's right, beautiful scenery on a good day, with the person you like in your arms, why should you think about what you have and what you don't have? People hugged into the hut.

Nanfeng was not too drunk, but his mind was not sober. When he was placed on the soft mattress, his weightless head finally had a place to rest, and he felt comfortable all over. He opened his hazy eyes and worked hard. He wanted to see something clearly, but in the end he could only recognize a vague figure.

"Who are you?"

Lu Ziye sat by the bed and took off his shoes. Nanfeng only liked to wear cloth shoes and straw sandals. He thought the boots were too tight for him to walk. The boy in a gray coarse cloth paired with gray cloth shoes looked like he came from a poor family. Boy, it's just that he doesn't have the bitter aura that a child from a poor family should have. Instead, he exudes an indescribable aura, clean, clear, kind and pleasant.

The fair feet are so small that even the ankles can be held by one hand. Under the high trouser legs are tanned fleshy calves. I have never carefully looked at other people's bodies. Lu Ziye is a little The nervousness and guilty conscience of doing bad things disappeared instantly when he heard Nan Feng's words. He gave Nan Feng an angry and funny look, and asked, "Who do you say I am?"

"No, I don't know... I can't see clearly." Nan Feng's hands scratched in the void, but they couldn't catch anything.

Lu Ziye moved forward, leaned closer to him, lowered his head, narrowed the distance between them, and asked in a low voice, "What about this time? Did you see clearly?"

Nan Feng held his face seriously, squinted his eyes carefully for a while, and finally came to the conclusion: "You are Lu Ziye! Isn't it? Hehe, Lu Ziye, Lu Ziye..." He kept repeating I was very happy that I could still see this name clearly, and then murmured: "Lu Ziye, since you are here, I will tell you a little secret. It's okay, don't tell anyone~"

secret?

Lu Ziye tried his best not to show his urgency to know the secret and his appetite to be aroused, and he said in a persuasive way: "Okay, I won't tell others, you can tell."

Nan Feng grabbed his hand and put it on his chest and heart, his silly smile disappeared, replaced by endless grievance and helplessness, he said in a low voice: "Actually... I don't like Lu Ziye."

His heart tightened in an instant, as if a head of ice water was pouring on his head, cooling all the love in his heart, his voice became dry and hoarse, and he asked woodenly: "Why?"

People say that they tell the truth after drinking, but this truth is really unheard.

"He... he's so fierce. When we met... he swollen my wrist," he raised his wrist childishly and shook it in front of him. The traces left behind, "He, he is still angry with me, he refuses to say anything, he is bored by himself, and he is not afraid... of internal injuries."

Duduzui, Nanfeng, a super grudge-loving guy, began to cherish the past: "Look, how kind I am to him, I saved his life, bought him food, bought clothes, and tried to make him happy However, he has not let go of his guard against me for a long, long time, and when I happily went out to meet him, he slept in a room with someone else!"

【063】Drunk [Part [-]]

Lu Ziye didn't dare to speak, he was waiting for a turnaround.

"But, but... Even if he was so bad to me, when he expressed his feelings to me, I was still... very happy, so happy..."

"Because... I like him too. I liked him a long time ago. It's just that I was stupid back then and didn't dare to admit it..."

Apart from his dead family members, the only one who could make him cry is this unknown guy in front of him.

I only thought that I would cry only when I was sad and sad, but I didn't expect that when I was too happy, I would also have the urge to cry.

Why is this man so cunning and treacherous!It's just a few stupid words under drunkenness, which can make him emotionally ups and downs, with great joy and sorrow, out of control.

He bent down and hugged the person tightly into his arms, hugging him tightly without leaving a single gap.

The guy who got cheap is still acting like a good boy: "I hate him...his dishonesty, I hate him for resisting everything by himself, tell me...will he change after he finds out?"

Lu Ziye buried himself in his neck and took a deep breath. The youthful body fragrance that belonged only to teenagers mixed with the pleasant smell of green grass instantly filled his heart. He rubbed his cheek against his soft and smooth face, using his breath on the He replied in his ear: "Yes."

The other party burst into a contented and gratified smile, his drooping eyelids flickered slowly a few times, then closed, and slowed down his breathing.

Lu Ziye thought he was asleep, hugged him for a while, then let go of him, kissed him on the forehead, and was about to cover him with a quilt.

Unexpectedly, when he was covering the quilt, Nanfeng suddenly said in a daze: "If you are a lover, you should confess to the other party... Otherwise, it will lead to a catastrophe in the future... Hehe... I also want to confess...Actually... …I did it with men…”

The hand pulling the quilt suddenly froze in mid-air.

The guy who didn't know how to live or die was surprised that he mentioned his appearance, and then said: "Ah... I understand, so men and men are going to do this, why do you need to ask the master, really..." Smiling self-deprecatingly, his eyes were not opened from the beginning to the end, and his articulation was also vague, with a feeling of a big tongue.

But this was not enough to prevent Lu Ziye from hearing them clearly.

Don't wait for the future, it's going to be a catastrophe now.

The monstrous anger and biting jealousy burned his reason. In the bloody storm, Nanfeng murmured again: "But I don't like him... I only like Lu Ziye, it hurts down here... ...I don't want to be down here, but I don't want him to hurt either...It's so tangled..."

This sentence came from behind, which miraculously calmed down all the negative emotions of Lu Ziye.

He didn't even have a pimple, and his heart was buried with emotion. This little fool, if he can stop being so kind to him, he doesn't know how to repay him.

She lowered her head, kissed this small mouth that always said words that made him angry, loved, annoyed, happy, and helpless, easily pried open the teeth, inserted into his mouth, and tentatively licked and sucked...

The person below let out a groan, and was forced to raise his jaw to allow the foreign invader to enter deeper, evoking the tip of his soft and slippery tongue to wrap around and play, the taste of wine in his mouth has not dissipated, the slight bitterness carries a little mellow aroma, which is attractive Want to get drunk.

He didn't have too many skilled skills, but relied on the turmoil deep in his body to get close to this person, and the instinctive demand to relieve the surging wave of strange emotions.

No matter what your past is, at least now you like me, your heart belongs to me, if you can always do it in the future, then no matter what you do, I can forgive you.

It’s okay.

There was a wind blowing in the middle of the night, and the blowing windows rattled. Under the dark night, it should be blurry, but the surrounding scene could be clearly seen.

Wardrobe, tables and stools, doors, beds, thin quilts, and... the missing pillow.

A burst of inexplicable panic hit his heart, and the piercing chill spread to his limbs and bones. When he was at a loss, the door creaked and slowly opened.

A figure floated in.

That's right, it's just floating, Lu Ziye barely restrained his frantic heartbeat, and looked up from the bottom of the visitor's feet - the straight legs were covered by the hem of the clothes, and there were dark brown spots on the hem of the clothes. Going up, there is a plain blue cloth belt without any accessories, and then up... is an ax stuck in the chest, deep in the sharp ax blade of the flesh and blood, and blood is constantly flowing out.

Further up, there is a face that is all too familiar.

"...Seventh brother?" The blue-gray face lost the vitality and sunshine of the past, and was replaced by a hollow and numb one. After hearing his voice, the chapped black and purple lips pulled out an extremely ugly and terrifying smile—— —"Ziye, Ziye..." He kept calling, but he couldn't say anything. His empty eyes began to ooze black blood, and the wind was blowing up behind him. It seemed that something was sucking him away vigorously. His expression suddenly became ferocious. Get up, and shout hoarsely like a roar: "Midnight——!!!"

Lu Ziye suddenly woke up from his dream, dripping with cold sweat, his eyes turned black, he calmed down after a while, and touched his side...

Empty.

His heart sank all of a sudden, his toes tensed up in panic, and he looked towards the door nervously. The door lived up to his expectations, and it actually opened at this moment? ! !

A small head poked its head in, looked around, and when it met his radiant eyes shining under the bright moonlight, it suddenly trembled all over—it was frightened.

"Damn it! You woke up so early?" Nanfeng didn't have to tiptoe like a thief anymore, straightened up, patted the heart in his terrified little chest, walked in, turned back and closed the door, rubbing his arms three times. He jumped onto the bed in two steps, and the shoes were thrown out the moment he jumped onto the bed.

"It's so cold, it's so cold at night." He got into the bed in a hurry, but he didn't know that the bed was not as warm as he imagined. He was so cold that he couldn't help lying on the pillow and asked Lu Ziye, "What are you doing?" What are you doing? There are still a few hours before dawn, let's sleep a little longer."

Lu Ziye exhaled, lay down again, his face was pale, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he didn't ask anything about his return from leaving in the middle of the night.

Strange thing, Nan Feng realized that his face was so ugly, he immediately stood up, leaned over him and asked in concern: "What's wrong with you?" He stretched out his small hand and wiped his forehead, seeing that it was not clean, he used it again sleeves, soft