The day of fortune-telling for the dragon

Did Xuanlong also follow the judge's pen's dream?

It stands to reason that Hua Jue was the only one holding the judge's pen in his hand, and Xuanlong didn't even touch him when he cast the spell.Originally, he expected to guard Hua Jue so that he wouldn't make trouble, but he didn't expect to rush in by accident.

Seeing Xuanlong, Hua Jue's heart was half relieved, but soon she realized something was wrong: Xuanlong looked at him in an unusual way.The way he looked at him was always gentle and undefended. Apart from a trace of smile in the eyes of the Xuanlong in front of him, there was more routine indifference.That look... can also be called "contempt".

Hua Jue was a little confused, and asked tentatively, "Jiaofeng?"

The suspicion in the eyes of the man in front of him became heavier.Seeing this, Hua Jue immediately changed her tune: "My lord?"

Only then did Xuan Long restrain his indifferent demeanor a little, and reached out to hold his hand: "Finally, I still remember who I am. A daughter, once I saw you, I will be forgotten the next day."

……really.

Hua Jue smiled, not knowing what to answer.Xuanlong obviously didn't remember him, but somehow brought him into the identity of the Ziyang King.And Hua Jue herself... should have become Fenghuang 19 years ago.

Or, King Ziyang is indeed King Ziyang, but in Hua Jue's eyes, he looks like a black dragon?Hua Jue was thinking wildly.

Before he could figure it out, Xuanlong held his hand, put his fingers on the table into his palm one by one, and gently rubbed his palm and fingertips with his fingertips, causing slight itches one after another. meaning.Hua Jue was so frightened by his frivolous touch that she got goosebumps all over her body, and wanted to shake Xuanlong's hand away with her backhand, but she was held even tighter when she didn't want to.Xuanlong's hand slowly slid up his wrist, and penetrated into the loose sleeve.There was some slight rustling sound from skin to skin, Hua Jue wanted to step back and get up, but was hugged by the person in front of her, and carried her directly to the bed.

Hua Jue's head thumped.

where is thisbrothel.

Came here to do business.

After a whirlwind, Hua Jue met Xuanlong's dark and deep eyes, which reflected his shadow.He struggled a few times, but Xuanlong pressed him even tighter.Unknowingly, Hua Jue found that her upper body was cold, her loose red dress had been completely loosened at some point, and her belt had also flown to the ground.Xuanlong was wearing a piece of jade, and it brushed against his skin coolly, making him shiver.

"I, you... let me go." Hua Jue became anxious and kept pushing Xuanlong.But he didn't know that in the eyes of others, this action looked like a trick of wanting to greet or reject, a trick in Fengyue.Xuanlong gave a low laugh, lowered his head and kissed the base of his ear, his warm breath moistened the side of his ear, making Hua Jue tremble all over.He began to look around for any way to stun the dragon, but unfortunately the pillows in the band were embroidered pillows, not porcelain pillows.He fumbled around in a hurry, seeing that the clothes on his body were getting less and less, Xuanlong seemed to be about to take off his clothes, Hua Jue fumbled around, and finally let him find a cold object... a pen.

After touching the judge's pen, Hua Jue felt as if she had been pardoned.He snatched the pen secretly, but Xuan Long found out and took it.

Hua Jue: "..."

Xuanlong smiled: "What is this? Do you usually keep a pen in your sleeve?"

Hua Jue was quick to wit, and said softly to him, "Well... it has some other uses, you can return it to me first, and I... I'll tell you." He took a deep breath and said with Thunderbolt. Unable to cover his ears, he took off Xuanlong's shirt, snatched the judge's pen back, and began to write on his bare back.

Xuanlong felt a little wary of his sudden pounce, and reached out to stop him: "What?"

Hua Jue trembled, trying to resist the chill in her heart, and then tried to use what he thought was the sweetest voice against Xuanlong's ear and said: "Write a few words for you, can you guess?"

He waited for a while, and when he heard Xuanlong's chuckle, he felt relieved.The soft hair sticks to the human body, and down the spine, Hua Jue slowly writes: "Give——me".The soft and dense pen tip is stuck on the strong and beautiful flesh, and it quietly melts into the heart like a breeze.

Xuanlong was unmoved, but he didn't refuse either, just quietly perceiving the writing behind him.As far as weary thoughts are concerned, no one knows how to deal with them better than the top young boy in the gang of ghosts and ghosts in Jiangling Music Square, but this person is different today... It's like the first night after inserting a label, with a little Sentimental.

The leader of the flowers should not be like this.

Xuanlong could feel that the person in his arms trembled slightly when he held the pen, which was a forced relaxation from a very tense state, and his tightly pursed lips also showed his embarrassment.He and Feng Huang only met once yesterday, this top character has a domineering personality, as strong as Saibei wine, he should never have such a cautious and cautious appearance.

He looks a bit obedient like this, making people want to pinch and hug him.He originally came with the purpose of conquering him and trampling him, but this kind of heart became soft at this moment.

"For... you?" Xuan Long turned his head to find the skin exposed on his shoulder, wanting to kiss the person in his arms.But he was stopped by Hua Jue: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished writing yet."

Hua Jue's face was already blushing, even though he knew he was innocent, it was difficult for him to keep his mind under such circumstances. Of course he understood what the word "give me" meant on this occasion.

When the second word was written, the charming atmosphere had already reached its apex, and it seemed that it was going to be overwhelmed.Hua Jue didn't pay attention, and when the third word was written, the judge's pen fell to the ground with a thud. Fortunately, Xuan Long also closed his eyes and fell on him.

Hua Jue heaved a sigh of relief, pushed the person on him away after a long time of pawing, then got out of bed and picked up the judge's pen.The third character he wrote is the word "Sleep" for Sleeping Dreams, and together it means "Sleep for me".As soon as the plan worked, Xuanlong, or King Ziyang, had already fallen into a deep sleep.

"Jiaofeng?" Hua Jue sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over to look at the person in front of him, looked left and right, it was still the dragon he was familiar with, but this dragon just didn't recognize him; he couldn't help but feel a little sad: "You Is it him..."

The night wind poured in from the window, and the coolness gradually penetrated.Hua Jue slipped down and closed the door and window, and then sat back on the bed. After sitting dryly for a while, he finally felt a little sleepy, so he climbed up lightly and lay down beside Xuanlong.His movement hooked down the belt wrapped around the bed curtain, and the crimson bed curtain was closed, shutting them in a secret and warm space. This small world gave people a somewhat ambiguous sense of crampedness, but put In the eyes of a timid person like Hua Jue, it is a very comfortable place.

Hua Jue found a comfortable position to nest up, facing the sleeping Xuanlong.He stared at the deep or raised arcs of the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him, and saw clearly the light scars at the corners of his eyes.Xuanlong moved in his sleep, as if he felt his gaze, and found someone beside him, so he pulled him closer and held his hand.He couldn't sleep without such a familiar breath.

Is it right?Hua Jue thought hard, only regretting that she didn't have piercing eyes to see through the demon body.

Suddenly, he heard the man talking in his sleep and reading a person's name.

"Ning Qing."

Hua Jue heard Xuanlong unconsciously read these two words, and finally let go of her hanging heart.The person in front of him was indeed Xuanlong; but his brows were slightly frowned, as if something bad happened in a dream.Such an expression reminded Hua Jue of the little black dragon that had just hatched and was stumbling along.

Hua Jue felt that she had found a solution to the problem, and she followed the temptation: "Who is Ning Qing?"

The confused Xuanlong frowned, as if he couldn't reproduce these two words in his memory, just like he just woke up and forgot the dream of last night.He repeated: "Who is Ning Qing...?"

Hua Jue did not give up, he continued to ask: "Where is Hua Jue, can you remember?"

Xuanlong didn't answer this time.The person in the dream fell into the previous question, seized by an indescribable fear, he repeated it over and over again, frowning: "Who is it?" It seemed that the name was of great importance.

Hua Jue sighed.He wanted to respond a little bit, telling Xuanlong that he was here; in this illusion woven by the judge's pen, only the two of them could rely on each other.But by coincidence, he vaguely rejected the name Xuanlong mentioned.Ning Qing may be his previous life, but this name does not belong to him.

Xuanlong is the one calling the past.Hua Jue doesn't want to possess his unique memory.

For the first time, Hua Jue clearly felt that she was a bystander, silently seeing Xuanlong's past two years ago.But he watched for a while, and saw Xuanlong murmured blankly in his sleep. After all, he couldn't bear to watch the dragon continue to be dazed, and after holding it for a long time, he choked out two words: "I am here."

He said, "It's me."

Hua Jue thought to herself, "Maybe, I don't know."

Xuanlong finally calmed down.

Hua Jue's hand was held by Xuanlong just now, he lowered his eyes to look, only saw a few meridians emerged on Xuanlong's hand, the joints were distinct, and there were a few shallow scars on the back of the hand.

King Ziyang has made great achievements in battle, will Xuanlong be sent to fight?Hua Jue thought, and touched the mark.Xuanlong couldn't remember the reality, he didn't know how to wake him up, seeing that it was getting late at night, Hua Jue closed his eyes resignedly, and sighed softly.