Kuaichuanzhi and Zha Gong are in deep love

The water on the eaves was still dripping down, like rain falling within reach.

With a piercing hot patter and a refreshing dampness.

Jian Shou hugged Qin and turned to leave. Qin Shou, who was pretending to be a maidservant, held up an umbrella for him at the door.

Jian Shou glanced at him sideways, and squeezed a somewhat forced smile.

It took him a lot of effort to restrain his hatred for Jian Yun.

After such a long time, he still clearly remembers how Jian Yun pinched his neck.

Said cruelly to him, "Jin Niang's taste is very good."

And Sinian, who has always been hostile to him and lingers...

Jian Shou felt that it was a very sad thing to "hate" a person, he could hardly hate so many people.

But if there is only hatred in your heart, then it is still a pity.

Jian Shou felt a little lucky again, fortunately, there was more than hatred left in his heart.

In his heart, there are people around him.

A person who is always cold at the touch of the ice and keeps bringing him warmth.

Jian Shou raised a hand and put it on Qin Shou's hand holding the umbrella handle.

Qin Shou in women's clothing is no longer gloomy and indifferent, he looks good when he smiles.

Just like at this moment, he turned his head away and smiled sweetly at the people behind him.

It made Jian Xin's eyes straighten, and he swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva abruptly.

Si Nian looked at their backs walking side by side and the hands they held together, and he clenched his back teeth tightly.

Ordinary people can't see it, but he can see the strangeness at a glance.

This maid is clearly the illusion of that man!

Jian Yun moved his gaze away from Si Nian's ugly face.

Reluctantly withdrawing his gaze from Wu Susu, comforting himself, it will be soon...

He poured himself a glass of wine: "There will be dinner later, Mr. Ling, why don't you stay and eat before leaving?"

Si Nian held Wu Susu's hand: "No need, thank you for your hospitality."

He is not in any mood now, his mind is full of Jian Shou's cold and unfamiliar eyes when he looks at him.

Wu Susu had short legs, although he didn't know why his brother suddenly became angry again.

But he trotted hard and followed, at least his brother didn't leave him alone.

Jian Xin managed to recover from that smile, and stood up embarrassingly.

Stretching out his hand to grab the collar that was widely open: "Why are both of them gone?"

"Brother, let me ask a question, where does the luthier you arranged live?"

Jian Yun lowered his eyes: "What? Do you have thoughts about him?"

Jian Xin laughed a few times: "Eldest brother, don't worry, I won't be so blind. I won't touch the person that elder brother likes. All I want is the maid next to the luthier."

Jian Yun: "You're overthinking, I don't have a crush on anyone."

He put down his wine glass and continued, "The arranged residence is in Biezhi, the old side courtyard."

"Okay, what elder brother says is what he wants." He woke up the two women, "Then, we won't stay here to bother elder brother."

Without waiting for Jian Yun's response, he walked out on his own, thinking about the maid's face while walking.

The fingers pinched on the woman's skin became even harder, she is really a beautiful beauty...

After Jian Shou came back, he had been lying on the bed with his hands folded in front of his abdomen.

Qin Shou, who had lost his disguise, came over and sat down on the bed, half-bent down and approached Jian Shou.

The distance between the two was only a few feet away, and Qin Shou could clearly see the scene in Jian Shou's eyes.

It seems that there are bits and pieces of light hidden in the endless abyss.

Someone must carefully protect it in the palm of the hand, so that it will not be annihilated in the next moment.

Qin Shou stretched out his fingers, and gently fiddled with the crow-like eyelashes.

Jian Shou blinked his eyes, and the content in his eyes became vivid.

Seeing that he finally got himself into his eyes, Qin Shou let out a muffled laugh: "What were you in a daze just now?"

A cold breath sprayed on his face, but Jian Shou wanted to get closer.

"I'm thinking... what's your name? I don't even know what to call you anymore."

Calling him Ghost King always feels a lot alienated. If you don't call him, should you call him "Hello"?

Jian Shou laughed when he thought about it: "You have to think about it quickly."

He helplessly pushed aside the broken hair on Qin Shou's forehead, "Only a fool would forget his own name."

[Only a fool would forget me. 】

This sentence appeared in Qin Shou's mind somehow.

A strange sourness surged in his heart, but this feeling was not his own.

On the contrary, it seems that he empathizes with the pain and sorrow when others say this sentence.

He responded in a low voice, held Jian Shou's finger, and kissed it on his lips.

Promised him: "I'll remember, soon."

When the love is deep, I always want to get a little closer.

Jian Shou cupped Qin Shou's face with both hands, and pulled him down.

Qin Shou also kissed him cooperatively, and sighed when his lips touched.

The severe cold and warm heat were soon entangled together, Jian Shou's eyelashes covered with moisture were covered with a layer of frost.

The clothes on the shoulders were pulled off, and the cold and biting kisses fell from the neck all the way to the shoulders.

Qin Shou stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked the soft flesh on his shoulder passionately, and then bit down on it, leaving shallow teeth marks.

Provoking an ambiguous snort as he wished, Jian Shou's white jade-like fingers inserted into Qin Shou's long black hair.

He bit his lower lip slightly, trying hard to endure the cold, and wanted to hold back that shameful moan.

Qin Shou's hands had successfully removed the belt and slipped into Jian Shou's coat, stroking and kneading his waistline.

He felt Jian Shou's trembling, his eyes were distressed and dark, so he couldn't bear to go deeper.

As time passed, this body became more and more like a real person.

Jian Shou can laugh and cry, and also feel the severe cold and heat.

And that white hair at the temples... Jian Shou is no longer suitable to be with Qin Shou.

Every step he gets near will consume his yang energy, and every touch he will hasten his aging.

Life is only a few dozen years, and it is a life and death in an instant.

Qin Shou was not reconciled, he didn't want to wait another 1000 years, he wanted A Shou to live forever.

So, what's so good about being a human being?

The subordinates inevitably exerted force, and immediately pinched a red mark on Jian Shou's fair thigh.

A cry of pain leaked from the cracks of his lips, with a hint of coquettish grievance.

Qin Shou touched his soft lips reassuringly: "Hey, don't bite, I won't do it."

At this moment, Jian Shou became very clingy, and his fingertips kept teasing the stretched veins on Qin Shou's neck.

Satisfied to feel it rise and fall with his breath.

With the final sound, "I'm not afraid..."

The sun was scorching hot, and the sun that was about to set in the west was still very venomous.

Si Nian was exposed to such sunlight, and sweat trickled down his flushed side face.

The talisman paper in his hand was wrinkled, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh of his palm.

Si Nian could hear every word they said, even every breath Jian Shou took.

With that man's ability, how could he not have noticed that his small movements were intentionally made to be heard by him?

Just like the time he deliberately let him see Jian Shou using the soul-gathering bell, let him step into the trap step by step out of anger and let him die.

Swallowing his dry throat, Si Nian tasted a salty smell, and a blurred halo appeared in front of his eyes.

But even if he knew it was a trap, he still couldn't get out of this "chess game".

Si Nian pushed open the bedroom door, the tense expression on his face was uglier than crying.

Qin Shou didn't seem to feel the slightest embarrassment after being caught in a relationship, but his long and narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, full of mean killing intent.

Jian Shou was obviously caught off guard, he pushed Qin Shou's chest away to give himself a gap.

Then he propped himself up on the edge of the bed and sat up, naturally blocking Qin Shou behind him.

Si Nian stared at his disheveled appearance, his eye sockets turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and ferocious bloodshot emerged.

His beloved blue coat has been completely taken off, and half of it falls to the ground.

The silver-white silk underclothes was half-hanging on her forearm, revealing her smooth shoulders and delicate collarbone.

Jian Shou's red, swollen lips, red hickey marks on his neck and tooth marks on his shoulders.

Everything made Si Nian's eyes tear open, and his crazy jealousy and anger burned his sanity to the ground.

Qin Shou was blocked by Jane, so he was not in a hurry to get ahead.

He lowered his head lazily, and wrapped his hand around Jian Shou's neck to help him pull up his coat, and hung his whole body on Jian Shou's body.

Jian Shou let him move, and the panic on his face was replaced by indifference.

The tone is not polite: "What are you doing here? How can you barge in?"

Jian Shou thought, it's his fault that he didn't teach Si Nian less about etiquette, righteousness, honesty and shame.

Si Nian is no stranger to this kind of questioning tone, he has said it to Di Sheng many times.

But only now did he realize how chilling such words were.

What he came here, actually, Si Nian himself didn't know, this time he didn't even have the confidence to question him.

He had only stabbed Di Sheng three months ago, and he still remembered the temperature of the blood when it splashed on his hand.

Jian Shou saw that he didn't speak for a long time, so he had no choice but to drive him away: "If you have nothing to do, get out!"

Si Nian was shocked by the yelling, and in the next second more astringency surged up.

He even felt aggrieved, it was the first time he liked someone so much, it was a ghost, but in the end he saw the dirty things between him and his lover with his own eyes.

He was still dying, "What is the relationship between you..."

There was an obvious cry in his voice, but Jian Shou was surprised and froze for a moment when he heard it.

I don't understand why he barged in with a furious expression just for such a sentence?

Qin Shou behind him sneered with a muffled voice, and the cold air from his mouth kept caressing Jian Shou's earlobe.

"I love him, and he loves me too. What do you think is our relationship?"

The word love is much deeper than liking, Jian Shou's earlobe was slightly red, and the feeling in his heart was indescribable.

In short, it is joyful and sweet, and there may be uncertainty and confusion.

After ten years of companionship and devotion, Jian Shou felt that he should love him.

But what about him?Why would he love himself?Thin and feeble, like stepping on a cloud in mid-air.

The bone-piercing Yin Qi hit from all directions, Si Nian was chilling all over, and even his teeth were chattering.

Something tangled around his limbs, preventing him from moving.

He knew that this man would not let him go, but when life and death were at stake, what he thought was, fortunately, he didn't love Di Sheng.

I just like it, something that can be forgotten after a while.

But still so sad, with a hoarse roar, Si Nian pulled out his sword and slashed towards the void!

The silver sword shadow cut off the most yin ghost energy wrapped around Si Nian's body, and at the same time gathered into a forceful sharp edge, slashing at Qin Shou head-on!

All Si Nian's resistance and attacks turned into slow motion in Qin Shou's eyes.

He only needs to raise his hand to make him die without a burial...

"Snapped"

Jian Shou quickly grabbed Qin Shou's raised hand and pushed it back to its original place.

He took advantage of the situation and turned over from the bed, and with a twist of his plain hand, he turned the menacing sword energy into nothing!

Si Nian looked at the hand in disbelief, it was pinching his neck at this moment.

Di Sheng made himself defeated so easily!

It turned out that he couldn't dodge the sword that stabbed him before...

"I won't stop you if you want to die, but don't dirty my eyes."

"I'm not interested in knowing what you're doing in the Prefect's Mansion, and I'm warning you not to try to sabotage my affairs."

It became increasingly difficult for Si Nian to breathe, and his entire face was pale as if dying.

When Jian Shou looked at him, it was as if he was looking at a dead person. There was no warmth in his eyes, which was exactly the same as Qin Shou's expression.

"I also want to remind you that if you want Wu Susu to live well, then you must be extremely careful in this prefect's mansion..."

"Ahem..." Si Nian twitched the corners of his mouth sarcastically, "Di Sheng, what are you?"

It's just a monster that everyone can punish, how can it be his turn to teach him how to be a human being!

Jian Shou's fingertips tightened again uncontrollably, leaving a bloody mark on Si Nian's neck.

He hated and was angry, but in the end he was extremely disappointed, and with a twist of his wrist, he threw Si Nian out heavily, not caring about his life or death.

Si Nian was thrown so that his internal organs were displaced, and he lay on the ground coughing up a pool of sticky blood.

He looked at the closed door jealously, and slammed his fist on the ground!

Physiological tears and blood stained his face, he looked embarrassed and pitiful, and he blamed himself for his inferior skills.

But one day, "Di Sheng, I will make you regret it!"