Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, "No, I have to beat him up now, otherwise it will be difficult to relieve my anger!"

Maybe it was because he was drunk. He said that the wind was like the rain, so he stood up and ran out the door.

Rong Xianyi grabbed Lin Shuyang's wrist in time to prevent him from running to Ci'en Temple in the middle of the night to "perpetrate murder."

"It's the middle of the night and the mountain road is difficult to navigate. Are you going to just run over there?"

Lin Shuyang took advantage of the situation and grabbed Rong Xianyi's wrist. "You come with me. I can't drive after drinking. Can you help me drive?"

There was stubbornness in those peach blossom eyes, as if he would suffocate himself to death if he didn't beat up the old monk tonight.

Rong Xianyi stood up following Lin Shuyang's tug, but did not take a step.

He pulled the person into his arms forcefully, and sighed in a doting and helpless manner, "You don't have to go, the unknown master passed away last night."

"Passed away..." Lin Shuyang reacted for a few seconds, and then his whole body hung on Rong Xianyi's body as if he had died down, and his hands naturally hugged Rong Xianyi's waist, "That day, you also go to see him Right? I was wondering why that guy prepared three teacups on the stone table!"

"Well, after you left, I went to see him. He was already in his final years. After meeting the two of us, he completed his last mission in this world. I received the news of his death this morning."

"Then...what did you say?"

Rong Xianyi's eyes flashed and his tone was as usual: "The content of the conversation is roughly the same as the question you asked him. You also know that he will never say anything that cannot be said. I only know that there are still seven days. Over time, that turbid air will reappear."

There are only seven days left...

Lin Shuyang hugged Rong Xianyi's arm tightly and said nothing.

After being silent for more than ten seconds, Rong Xianyi took the man off his body, his eyes heavy, and a hint of regret on his brows, "Don't you blame me?"

"Why do you blame me?" Lin Shuyang looked at the person in front of him, a little puzzled.

"Blame me for deliberately alienating you because of Si Ming's words, blame me for carving the magic circle on the reincarnation platform on my own initiative, blame me... for missing so much time with you."

Every time Rong Xianyi spoke, his tone became lower.

But after hearing this, Lin Shuyang burst into laughter, "Do you regret it now that you rejected me so ruthlessly? What did you say to tell me not to like you and stop thinking about impossible things? You also said that I was because I have too little experience and there are only two of us in the palace, so I have misunderstandings about you.

But you see, after I jumped off the stage of reincarnation and became Lin Shuyang, I met so many people. Even if I don't remember you, I will still like you. Therefore, what you said is wrong, and what I said is right. "

Rong Xianyi's heart throbbed because of the words "Even if I don't remember you, I will still like you", and he also spoke out his happy words: "You are my little stone and my Dr. Lin, you said What you say is always right.”

After saying that, he held Lin Shuyang's face and pretended to kiss it.

But Lin Shuyang reached out to cover his mouth, straightened his face, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "I haven't finished speaking yet, don't kiss me!"

Rong Xianyi had no choice but to change his destination and gently pecked Lin Shuyang's palm.

The touch on his palm felt a little itchy. Lin Shuyang quickly closed his palm into a fist and pointed his index finger between Rong Xianyi's eyebrows. "Should I call you Canglong or Rongxianyi now?"

"Call whoever you like. I will be whoever you want me to be."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Lin Shuyang raised the corners of his lips slightly, raised his head slightly and whispered in Rong Xianyi's ear: "Ayi, now let me answer your question just now. I don't blame you, because I only know one sentence." The only thing is that I like you!"

After saying that, he tilted his head and kissed Rong Xianyi on the cheek next to his ear.

"I sweated during the day, please help me wash it off." These words were said against Rong Xianyi's cheek, and the warm breath scattered, ambiguous and confusing.

He chuckled and kissed along the cheek to the side of the neck, then to the collarbone.

His kiss was soft and delicate, with a faint aroma of wine, wrapping all Rong Xianyi's senses in it.

Rong Xianyi endured it for a long time before turning his back on himself. He grabbed Lin Shuyang's waist with his big palms and led him towards the bathroom while kissing him.

The sound of rushing water sounded, and Lin Shuyang's buttons were unbuttoned one by one by Rong Xianyi. When the water in the bathtub was no more than a shallow layer, his clothes were already scattered on the floor.

Rong Xianyi carried the person into the bathtub and stood in it himself.

The water was warm and felt slightly cool when immersed in the skin. Small particles appeared on Lin Shuyang's skin.

Soon the temperature of the water rose, and the temperature on the body gradually became hotter with Rong Xianyi's kiss.

Rong Xianyi kissed the neck first, then the collarbone, then the heart, ribs, lower abdomen...

"Um……"

When Rong Xianyi touched the sensitive place, Lin Shuyang couldn't help but groan.

But he thought inappropriately in his mind.

In fact, he lied just now, and he still blames Canglong a little.

But neither Canglong nor the palace could go back.

Now, they might only have seven days to be together, and he didn't want to waste the remaining time on unnecessary emotions.

He just wanted to stay with Rong Xianyi in the next seven days and do everything he wanted to do and everything he should do.

Say everything you want to say to the other person.

Make up for all the missed time.

Just use these seven days...

This time, they didn't struggle for too long, but after Yun Yu twice, someone held his waist and began to beg for mercy.

At this time, both the hour and minute hands pointed to twelve.

While Chen Ziqian was sleeping, the side of his face was suddenly touched by a soft object.

He was a very light sleeper, and he woke up as soon as the thing touched his cheek.

In the darkness, he opened his eyes, not daring to take a breath.

The soft thing didn't give up after touching it. It seemed to have found a suitable place to sleep, and the whole body rubbed against it vigorously.

Chen Ziqian couldn't bear it anymore and threw the thing off the bed with a wave of his hand.

The little cat fell to the ground and let out a pitiful "meow".

A few seconds later, he jumped up and climbed onto the bed again.

After several attempts, Chen Ziqian sat up directly. As soon as he turned on the light, he met a pair of round, soft and cute eyes.

The anger in my heart suddenly disappeared by half.

Because those eyes reminded him of Kong Xuan.

In this way, one person and one cat stared at each other for most of the night. In the end, Chen Ziqian was defeated and gave up the bed to the little cat.

Ten minutes later, he knocked on Kong Xuan's door.