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It is obviously not accurate to say that Wei Liao is a cat. He is fierce and domineering, and he doesn't care about exposing his side at all, it's just that he is very tempting.He has grown up a long time ago, and has always carried venom, which is extremely dangerous, but Fu Xiru treats him as weak and innocent, and knows nothing about it.

After all, Fu Xiru didn't use too much force, and caressed his slender waist absently, and was thrown onto the bed by surprise. The fresh perspective made Wei Liao do whatever he wanted, pressed his shoulders, sucked his lips, and groped around with half-closed eyes. , acted recklessly with permission, but was not satisfied after touching the fabric.

His clothes have been disheveled for a while, but Fu Xiru is still serious, it's unfair no matter how you think about it.Fortunately, he was very proficient in stripping the clothes, and it didn't take much effort, and all the entanglements were ripped off.Fu Xiru naturally cooperated very well, allowing him to ride on his body and do whatever he wanted.

Feeling the familiar skin steamed by wine, Wei Liao finally breathed a sigh of relief. With a sense of down-to-earth touch, he subconsciously stroked a rough scar on Fu Xiru's rib, and complained in a low voice: "You told me not to trust Yun Heng, but I am Having a close relationship with him...you are simply lying to me."

This accusation may not be unfounded, but Fu Xiru ignored the important point enough, hugged him tighter, and retorted: "Drinking together is too close?"

Judging from what Wei Liao has done to Fu Xiru right now, drinking together is really nothing, not only is it nothing, it is rare in the world that anything is considered too close.Although Wei Liao was unwilling to let it go, he couldn't find any more reasons.

His displeased look seemed to arouse the desire of others to bully him. Fu Xiru stared at his face, feeling in a trance that he had discovered something extraordinary—he might be sick, or he might finally be driven crazy, but It seemed that he had no choice but to bully Wei Liao to find some fun.

Wei Liao jumped up on him the next moment: "Let go!"

Fu Xiru looked at him calmly, pushed back the hair on his chest, and smiled slightly: "What's wrong?"

The expression is very peaceful, except for the movement of bending Wei Liao to squeeze Wei Liao on his body.Wei Liao had no choice but to lie on his chest, raised his buttocks, tried his best to maintain a dignified posture, and became angry from embarrassment: "Don't touch there!"

His ass has suffered a lot tonight, and it's still hot and painful, and it can't stand a little kneading, not to mention squeezing two lumps of soft flesh, like playing with dough.He wished he could kick Fu Xiru out of the bed, but when he found out, he grabbed his ankle.

Wei Liao was delicate and sensitive, he couldn't move after being grabbed by his ankle, Fu Xiru touched down and grabbed his bare foot, which immediately made him shrink back: "Don't touch it!"

His hands were too hot, and he didn't use too much force. The itching that could drive people crazy burned from the soles of his feet all the way to his heart, so he had to struggle desperately.Fu Xiru actually knew that he was ticklish, but he always felt that Wei Liao owed a lesson to him. He just decided not to get too used to him from now on, so he grabbed his bare feet and pulled him over. His waist, warned in a low voice: "Don't run."

Wei Liao couldn't break free, and was forced to lean on him, nodding with hatred, and was going to trick him into letting go first.

Fu Xiruo let go, but the situation didn't get much better. Wei Liao was hugged by him, and he felt that the scene was familiar, but it was different. The buttocks were repeatedly kneaded, hot and painful, and he couldn't wait. When he softened, he even wanted to squeeze it out from between his fingers which had no measure of strength. He felt uncomfortable and couldn't sit still. He hung vainly on Fu Xiru's body, deeply wronged: "You are not human!"

It's not that he hasn't been bullied by him before, but Wei Liao still deeply remembers that he looks like a woman now. This doesn't seem to affect Fu Xiru much, but he himself is very uncomfortable. Playing with it, I can't stand it, I feel ashamed of everything, I almost cry.It was always difficult for him to resist Fu Xiru, but he couldn't help resisting. This incident made him stick to each other, sweet and sultry, and it didn't look like he refused at all.

Fu Xiru seemed happy after being scolded softly by him, and touched his face slowly: "Wei Young, you are such a bad boy."

Wei Liao shook violently.

He hadn't been accused of this before.He can be regarded as smart, and he looks wise. His status is noble, and he was surrounded by praise since he was a child. Only the late emperor would be modest, but that's not the case, but now he can't refute anything, so he can only bite his lip and complain. She looked at Fu Xiru intently, waiting for him to say something next.

"You lied to me, hated me, and hurt me, but you wanted me to love you, love you, and pamper you as always?" Fu Xiru was telling the truth, and when he said Wei Liao, he felt that this seemed really bad, not to mention Deserving to be loved, he was anxious and wanted to refute something, but Fu Xiru immediately continued: "How can you be so selfish and bad?"

"You can't wait to take out my heart to see, you occupy me, but you don't want to believe me, even a little bit, tell me, where are you worthy of giving up, and where are you worthy of being loved?"

Like a knife made of ice, it tore open the gauze curtain, which was as soft as smoke, and the outside was desolate, the moon shone on the Yangtze River, the grass was endless, and Wei Liao had nothing.

He didn't realize that he was crying, just relying on these two sentences.

Fu Xi wiped away the tears for him like coaxing a child, but he didn't really soften. He leaned over and kissed this cruel, vicious, arrogant, innocent and harmful child who was shedding tears, and asked him like a sigh: "What do you want me to do? I lock you up, kill you, and leave your body behind, so that you can listen to me and trust me a little bit?"

Naturally, there is not only one way in the world, but they have come to such a situation, never dying, never breaking and never destroying.Fu Xiru knew that blindly forbearance was fruitless, Wei Liaosheng didn't know how to stop, he just wanted to tame himself, he wanted to be obedient and obedient, and obedience and obedience would not bring him any change.

Is it necessary to ask him to intimidate, smash and rebuild, in exchange for a better ending?

Such a heavy responsibility, Fu Xiru wanted to say that he could not do it.He has been forced to do too many things in his life.His father died early, and he was forced to bear the responsibility of raising his younger brother, and he also carried the entire family. It was not easy for Wei Liao to ascend the throne. He always felt that life was hard enough, but it was not like this. the whole world.

Only the person in front of him was chosen by himself, there is no other way.

Wei Liao stared at him blankly with teary eyes, innocent and ignorant.They were not afraid of death. They even told each other frankly about this matter from the very beginning, but it was different from the declaration "I will kill you so that I can monopolize you". He did not expect Fu Xiru to be so frank and open To put it bluntly, he would be forced to this point.

He should feel scared, but he can only feel sweetness. From this, he thinks that maybe it is really his fault, that he turned Fu Xiru into this way, which is not only his achievement, but also his fault.He never thought about what would happen to Fu Xiru without him.

There is no such possibility, Fu Xiru belongs to him.

Wei Liao's heart beat like a drum, he lowered his head in a daze, and read it again.

is his.

He never dared to say this sentence, but he did so, and now they are finally tightly entwined, and they can no longer be separated.Fu Xiru was unwilling to separate.

He pressed his forehead against Fu Xiru's chest, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "I'm so happy."

Yes, it's as sweet as it is.It is clear that bitterness is like medicine and sharpness is like a knife, but at this moment when he really has it, he still only has this sentence: Sweetness is like sweetness.

Wei Liao doesn't believe in any gods, he only wants this life, and human life is so short, there is no other way but to hold on tightly and never let go.

Fu Xiru took one of his hands, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, and smiled generously at him, as if he had already made up his mind, but never asked him: "Come to gamble?"

Betting on whether you are stronger or me stronger, whether the world is ruthless or life and death is merciless, whether you can survive the disaster or go to hell together, no matter what, it is not a loss.

Wei Liao looked up at him, and asked softly, "What's the bet?"

"It's you and me."

The night was so long, yet so soft and dreamlike.

In fact, it is not the first time they have talked about life and death, but this is the first time that Fu Xiru brought it up on his own initiative, as if what Wei Liao had longed for until now finally fell into his hands, and he didn't even care much about how he cried again afterwards He was screaming and struggling, and how he was coaxed, his whole body was in a mess, and he was asked several times if you would marry me.

He has always been willing, but there is no such opportunity at all.

In fact, it is not that he has hoped for it, but it is destined to be impossible. People in the world meet in various ways, but they are the most difficult one. Huo Zhai's pain, but even if the past could be changed, Wei Liao didn't want to change it.

Half asleep and half awake, he remembered a nightmare that had haunted him for many years.

The woman in the dream was his mother, haggard, skinny, unloved by her husband, depressed, and died in the autumn of the third year after giving birth.It stands to reason that he shouldn't remember, he was still very young then.Perhaps all of this is indeed his imagination, but it is also his deepest fear and vulnerability.

As an emperor, the first emperor was affectionate, but it was not a blessing to grow up with him. He was always busy, and he couldn't take care of children.None of them expected that a child without a mother could be so sensitive, so frightened, so alone.

A person lives in the palace, that is to say, he can only be an adult, restrained, sensitive, unknown hunger and thirst, doubts that have nowhere to answer, even if the inside is broken, the outside is fearless, complete as before, right Because of this, it is impossible to be picked up and regarded as a treasure, and it is also impossible to be sewn and patched to make do with love.

It was too difficult, and he also wanted an answer.

What is the bet?

It's you and me, it's idiot and naive.

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The author has something to say

Master Fu opened the magical door to save the world from domestic violence.In fact, Wei Liao has been trembling all the time, so the reason why other people did not succeed in the strategy is because they dare not tremble at him?

...Forget it, I wish this pair of rotten pots and rotten lids a combination.The love is over for the time being, and the next step is to kill each other.