I broke my sleeves with the son

The sound of splashing water repeatedly sounded slowly. At first, it was restrained, but in an unrestrained hum, the sound of hitting water stopped, and then became sticky.

Jiang Luoqing's hand was firmly held, and the fingers were intertwined with each other on the ground. The speed was getting faster and faster, and Fiji's eyes were red.

"Master, senior brother, stop, stop!" His voice was a little crying, and it was difficult to even speak under the non-stop movements.

Hearing his voice, Fiji suddenly stopped his movements. He was panting, and every breath was filled with the smell of Jiang Luoqing's body. This feeling is like the sweetest poison in the world. Fiji knows its toxicity, but he is willing to drink it, even if it will kill him in the end.

He leaned close to Jiang Luoqing's cheek, ignoring his closed eyes and frowning brows, and gasped, "Junior brother, call me by my name." His words were pitiful, but his actions were merciless .

Jiang Luoqing's mind was not very clear. Someone moved on his body, and he frowned tightly. He didn't know where he was touched, and he trembled suddenly. "Uh..." He opened his eyes wide and panted deeply, his breath was filled with a strong fragrance, his body convulsed slightly, and he didn't know when this nightmare would end.

The light veil covers the person, revealing only a vague shadow, the sound of panting, and occasionally two soft hums, the voice is soft and has the tone of being forced to cry.

It was still raining at night, but as if it had been evaporated by the heat in the room, the heavy rain just now had turned into a drizzle of light rain.

Two lotus lanterns were hung in front of the carriage to illuminate the road. The rain had subsided, and the disciple of Yigu in the carriage stretched out his head to urge the groom to speed up.The carriage galloped across the avenue, and the wheels picked up the mud spots along the way.

The rain in Kyoto has finally stopped.

Someone held a letter and handed it out in a lazy voice, "Give this to Chu Xun, he knows how to do it." After a pause, he continued, "Tell him to hurry up, the Jiang family doesn't have time to waste with him. Heh, I worked so hard to get this token, it would be bad if it was discovered, so remember to be fast!"

"Yes."

Jiang Luoqing had a splitting headache, and there were melodious birdsong outside, which merged together and became an annoying chirping sound. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, his whole body was in excruciating pain, especially his lower body...

When Jiang Luoqing stopped moving, he remembered what happened last night.

With trembling hands, he lifted off the quilt on his body. He was wearing an inner garment, and his whole body was dry.

The action didn't stop, the underwear was untied by the slightly trembling fingertips because of anger, Jiang Luoqing looked down at the various marks on her body, her eyes were red.

The door was pushed open, Jiang Luoqing looked over suddenly, and met the culprit.

Fiji froze for a moment, then smiled, he seemed to laugh a lot, and the breath around him became more spring-like, making it easy to see that he was in a happy mood.

He said to Jiang Luoqing who was sitting on the bed with a sad and angry expression and was at a loss: "Are you awake? Are you hungry? I asked the kitchen to make breakfast for you."

His voice was gentle, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Luoqing's eyes became more and more gloomy. He sat on the bed, thought for a long time, and gritted his teeth: "Brother, do you have anything to tell me?"

Fiji smiled softly as if remembering something good, and said, "You worked hard last night, you should rest well today."

The word "hard work" stabbed hard into Jiang Luoqing's heart, and when he pulled it out, he brought out a string of minced meat, dripping with blood.

"Thank you..." Jiang Luoqing murmured these two words, as if he was chewing something finely.

Jiang Luoqing also showed a smile, and said very palely: "Thank you, Mr. Fei."

Last night, the name that was requested in every possible way was called out after waking up. Fiji was inexplicably flustered, and then calmed down. There are all his people outside, and this person cannot escape.

Fiji is out.

Jiang Luoqing fell back on the bed, with a "bang", her whole upper body hurt, but he didn't mind, he wanted to leave, Jiang Luoqing had never been so determined, he wanted to leave.

He was cruel to Fiji, he couldn't kill him, but he couldn't do it. Fiji has protected him time and time again over the years, even a rock should be warmed up, how can he go back with a heartless revenge?

It's just a sleep, it's just...

Jiang Luoqing was lying on her side, facing the inside of the bed, her teeth were clenched tightly, and tears rolled down her eyes uncontrollably.

He held his head tremblingly and whimpered, "What a loser." He scolded himself indistinctly, "What a loser!"

Fiji stood outside the window and listened silently. He closed his eyes and turned to leave.

The world is safe with the law of two things. After all these years, he doesn't want Jiang Luoqing's heart to be with him. He only wants this person to stay with him all the time and die with him. That would be the best.

Why do so many things go in the world, or why are there so many people.

Desire, sorrow, all kinds of things are mixed in the crowd, this is human nature.

Human nature destined them to be like this, and Fiji sometimes thanked his beasts, otherwise, he didn't know how useless he would be in his life, or in other words, he might die before he grows up.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Fiji expands his ambitions like a lunatic in this world, he hides himself in the center of all these, and he will use the best treasures to nourish the person on the tip of his heart.

Someone came to report that the refugees from the bottom of the mountain were rushing up the mountain.

Fiji said indifferently: "Kill a few to make an example."

The visitor was a little hesitant, "But, let's use force to break the ban."

Fiji curled the corner of his lower lip, smiled sarcasticly, and said, "Do you think the imperial court still has the energy to manage this place? Or... after all these years, have you been managed as a slave?"

The man hurriedly said that he didn't dare, and left in a hurry to deal with those refugees who didn't know how to live or die.

The wind blew and knocked down the previously yellow leaves. The leaves fell and were picked up by Fiji.

If you don't take advantage of the rise now, then if the martial arts want to rise again in the future, you may have to wait for decades...

God-sent opportunity, how can he not in Fiji?