The hero always suspects me of cheating [Transmigration Book]

There was a dead silence in the air.

Blood flowed slowly across his body.The hand on Xing Yang's neck suddenly tightened, and Qi Guanlan approached him, with a sad, almost desperate smile on his face.

He said softly: "You are so cruel... Who are you trying to pretend to show the gentleness on the surface? Your heart is as hard as a stone."

I can bear the loneliness without you for hundreds of years, but I can't stand the way you are in front of me and miss others.

The bone-eating bugs crawled up his spine, causing a palpitating itching.Qi Guanlan took a few short breaths, and the strength in his hand increased a bit, killing him...

Kill him, like last time.Without breathing, he couldn't walk without being so full of other people.He will lie on the bed obediently, never thinking of leaving again.

Xing Yang grabbed his wrist.

Qi Guanlan stared at his hand, lowered his head and licked it lightly.He stood still, put Xing Yang down very slowly, and then took a step back.

The two were separated by an arm's length.The pool was not deep, Xing Yang supported himself on the white jade biscuit, a few mouthfuls of blood poured into his throat, burning his heart ached.His head and face were covered with blood, his eyelashes were foggy, and it took him a while to wake up.

——Then he slapped himself almost angrily.

'Going home' used to be his obsession, which permeated his whole being from the beginning to the end. Over time, it has become a mole in his heart, and it will pop up when he doesn't want to mention it.Even though I have made other decisions now, I still said such stupid things when I was in a daze.

He wiped his face, showing a bleak smile.

Not far away, the young man tilted his head to look at him, his loose clothes were spread out, and his black hair spread out, like curved black snakes, sticking to his white chest, and the deep collarbone was a shadow.

"Alan, come here." Xing Yang said hoarsely.He said he wanted Qi Guanlan to come over, but in the end he took a few steps forward by himself.

Qi Guanlan looked at him expressionlessly.Xing Yang pulled his arm, turned back and pressed him against the wall, "Don't move around." He looked up at the young man's delicate jaw, and trimmed his hair.

He was very weak now, his legs were soaked in blood, trembling unconsciously, as soft as two noodles, his whole body was almost half leaning and half leaning on Qi Guanlan's body.

Qi Guanlan opened his hand in a daze, and vainly protected him.

After so many years, the boy who was not short at all grew taller, enough to completely protect him in his arms.

"I'm sorry." Xing Yang coughed a few times in embarrassment, fixed his hands on the young man's sides, and said solemnly: "I... I won't go, I will stay. You can calm down first, okay?"

——He once joked and half-truly promised something like this.

I will not go.

When I go home, I will take you with me.

Yet one was never implemented.Because from the very beginning when he said such words in a teasing tone, he knew vaguely in his heart that he actually had no way to promise.

At that time, he never thought that "going home" would come so soon, and he always felt lucky in his heart, thinking that he could use these words to make them feel a little more at ease.

Qi Guanlan pursed his lips and looked at him: "Really?"

His voice was trembling, his voice was unbelievably soft, like some innocent little animal, looking timidly at the hunter's gun, panicked, afraid that the next moment would be full of gunpowder.

this expression...

Xing Yang suddenly became suspicious.

He just paused for a few seconds, and Qi Guanlan's eyes darkened again.

"Really." Xing Yang's voice became softer, "Alan, in the future... I will walk with you for a long time in the future, I will try my best, can I? No one can guarantee forever, but I can promise you, when you give up Before me, I will never abandon you again."

— He certainly can't promise forever.

The flow speed of the two worlds is different, and the time difference is huge, but it also gives him a loophole to exploit.

No matter how long the lifespan of a cultivator is, it is only a few thousand years, and the time converted to the present world will definitely not be long, so I can only wrong Xing Xing first.

He will try to stay here as long as possible.

Qi Guanlan lowered his head and stared at him firmly, as if he was suddenly swallowed a mouthful of sugar water. He knew that there might be some gut-piercing drugs mixed in, but he couldn't help but feel hopeful.

He still had that cold face, and when he lowered his eyebrows and looked at people pleasingly, there was an inexplicably pitiful look on his face.

"you promise?"

Xing Yang stared at him intently, "I promise."

In fact, their posture was already very out of bounds. Xing Yang propped his hands on both sides of Qi Guanlan's shoulders, and looked up at him, revealing a smooth curve, with a little blood on his earlobe, showing the color of red coral.

Qi Guanlan sighed very lightly.The black sleeves were filled with water and rolled in the pool of blood. Occasionally, the cool cloth was pushed onto Xing Yang's body by the blood, and his throat tightened when he saw it—he really obeyed his desire and pinched Xing Yang The chin, when he was about to show a little surprise, kissed it fiercely.

"……Well!"

Xing Yang snorted, his eyes widened in disbelief.

He was still in the dominant position just now, but in the blink of an eye, Qi Guanlan turned back to the guest, licking/touching his lips with the red tongue/tip, as gentle as a kitten, but with a bit of irresistible ferocity.

--wait wait wait? !

Xing Yang didn't come up in one breath, his body stiffened instantly.

From his angle, all he could see was the youthful eyes.No one looked away, the two looked at each other, Qi Guanlan gave a low laugh, his chest trembled, he took Xing Yang's hand forcefully, forcing him to put his arm on his shoulder, and then Straight to the waist and lifted him up——

With a splash of blood, he turned back and pressed Xing Yang against the wall.

The position was completely reversed, Xing Yang was dizzy for a while, the fragrance that was close at hand lingered on the tip of his nose, and a / cold thing licked / licked / licked his lips / petals, prying open the gap between his teeth and trying to get in.

Xing Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and raised his hand to push him away. Who knew that Qi Guanlan didn't even look at it, but accurately caught the hand he was waving over, and raised the other innocent arm together. It passed over his head and pressed against the wall.

"A...Alan!" Xing Yang snorted, if he just 'felt something was wrong' at this time, he would be a fool!

The ambiguity/ambiguity that showed clues in his youth has finally emerged from the peaceful skin.The young man rubbed/pinched his waist recklessly, ripping off the shirt that had been shredded long ago, he lowered his head to enclose Xing Yang's earlobe, and asked, "Is it comfortable?"

Xing Yang felt that he was going to blow up.

There will be ghosts if you can be comfortable!

He struggled back a bit, but his hands were pressed tightly, so he could only grit his teeth and say, "Alan...you let go first, we, we will talk about this issue later——!"

He raised his final voice a little, and looked down at the young man furiously.

With a [beep——] in his mouth, Qi Guanlan looked at him from bottom to top, with a tinge of blush at the end of his eyes, and said casually: "After a while? When is it later?"

He had something in his mouth, and when he spoke, he showed some white teeth, rubbing softly [beep——], Xing Yang kept his mouth shut, but he still couldn't hold back, and let out a muffled snort.

"Later... get out of here first."

"Don't you like it?" Qi Guanlan said, "These are all my blood."

Xing Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the person bowing his head on his chest in disbelief.The young man was expressionless, calm and self-possessed, he couldn't see the madness just now at all.

He guessed that Qi Guanlan might use blood to save him, but he didn't think that... this pool of blood was all from one person.

"Ok?"

Xing Yang didn't speak.He allowed the young man's hands to fumble/fumble around, and the extent of his struggle became smaller, and even in the end, he completely gave up resistance.

It was a shallow layer at first, and slowly filled the entire bottom of the pool, and then there was already a raging sea of ​​blood.What kind of mood is he in, bloodletting day after day?

"Your injury here will heal soon." The young man stroked his chest, "but you still haven't opened your eyes. I took you back to Taiqing Peak, and everyone said you were dead. If you don’t believe me, I just split this pool and nourished you with blood, making you very soft.”

"But one day, you suddenly disappeared. I have been looking for you for a long time. From Taiqing Peak to Dongchuan City, even the Heavenly Dao Sect has been turned over, but there is no sign of you. Then I went to Luocheng, Take your things out of the favorite building, and put them next to your body."

Xing Yang took a tight breath.He wanted to ask about the injury—he passed out after taking the medicine and Tirian, and there should be no injuries on his body—but he was blocked by the young man's movements.

Qi Guanlan hugged him and walked out of the white jade pool.He stretched out his hand and pulled the black clothes aside, covered Xing Yang's head, and then kissed his forehead through the smooth fabric.

"I don't ask you where you are going, and you don't need to tell me." There was a rare bit of tenderness in his usually stern eyebrows, "Let's live well later."

The author has something to say: Is this rhythm okay?Emotional drama is written and written, I feel too rambling...

It's so sad, a disabled author is trying so hard to drive her wheelchair, trying to take you on the highway... You still haven't left a message (crying