Tang Dynasty detective

Zhen Ziyu yelled at Di Jinghong, "How can you be so reckless as a prison supervisor?"

Di Jinghong said: "I know that I have become the prison supervisor, so I will be more peaceful in the future. If you continue to be disobedient, I have plenty of ways to punish you." After finishing speaking, he turned and sat on the chair, silently calming his mind.

Di Jinghong thought, what is he still worried about?Anyway, Yen Ziyu will be locked up in this hut forever, I don't have to worry about it, let alone get angry with him, here he is just a little thing under house arrest, as long as he is obedient, everything will be safe and sound.

Yen Ziyu closed the window and walked straight to the bed.

Di Jinghong's eyes immediately caught up with him.

In fact, Yen Ziyu just finished his precious painting of mountains and rivers and needed to let it air for a while. He was afraid that something he said would not go with the mind of the supervisor, and his old man had a violent temper and ruined the painting.Therefore, he planned to take Di Jinghong away from that dangerous book case, so as to keep his precious landscape map safe.

Di Jinghong didn't think so, Di Jinghong thought to himself, what does Yen Ziyu walk to the bed mean, did he deliberately seduce me?

This is the unchanging nature.

Di Jinghong felt that Yen Ziyu must have learned bad things in Huanyue Pavilion, and he learned the essence by reaching the peak.People like Xiao Yanfeng have only learned superficially, and Yen Ziyu is the best of the best.

Yen Ziyu looked calm and breezy, as clean as jade, and he was no worse than Xiao Yanfeng when seducing him. Di Jinghong had never experienced it before.

What Di Jinghong didn't know was that Yen Ziyu's knowledge of bed matters earlier than him was taught by his elders.Fortunately, he thought it was the work of Huanyue Pavilion, and he was sure that it had something to do with that Ghost Nine.

Thinking of Ghost Nine, Di Jinghong was so angry that he rushed to Tianling Gai and collapsed.

Who is Ghost Nine?who is it?who is it?Di Jinghong searched all over Huanyue Pavilion, which was even more detailed than Zha Guanlan, so he didn't find out why.

Wei Luo told him that there was no need to investigate, since there was no such person, Yen Ziyu was just teasing him.

Di Jinghong didn't believe it.He felt that Senior Brother Wei was comforting him, fearing that he would be sad because of Zhen Ziyu's "death".Di Jinghong was not sad, but Wei Luo was quite sad.

Di Jinghong squinted at Zhen Ziyu, look at you, even Senior Brother Wei, Yu Qing, and Bo En felt sad for you when they knew you were "dead". You have the nerve to seduce me, if I don't treat you properly, will I be worthy of Guanlan?

Di Jinghong got up and followed to the window, intending to take care of the little demon Zhen Ziyu, but just as he wanted to take all actions, the little demon murmured to him softly, "Jinghong, please be gentle, please. Last time I couldn't go to the ground for six or seven days."

With just one sentence, Di Jinghong went crazy.

You know it hurts, so why are you acting so blatantly?You don't want me to be gentle, you are obviously not afraid of death.

Di Jinghong felt that he had to torture this little demon with all his strength, so that the little demon could be honest.He felt that it wasn't that he was cruel, it was that some people didn't know what to do and insisted on teasing her endlessly.

The conscience of heaven and earth, in fact, Yen Ziyu was really begging for mercy, but Yen Ziyu's words were too mellow, and those mellow words were deliberately provoked in Di Jinghong's ears.

Di Jinghong felt that Yen Ziyu said, can't you come back tomorrow?This is clearly an invitation.

He also said that it was all yours anyway.This is brazen giving.

He even said, hurry up and let me go.This is not a blatant request.

More than three months later, Di Jinghong found out that he had locked up Zhen Ziyu's people, but he didn't lock up Zhen Ziyu's heart. Invite victory ah.Di Jinghong didn't intend to let him do such nonsense, and Di Jinghong was determined to discipline him to be honest.

Zhen Ziyu was stunned, Di Jinghong had changed so much that he couldn't figure out this person's temper.

In the past, this man forced him to speak on the boat, but he just kept silent. Now that he spoke, the man didn't seem to forgive him. Sure enough, a man's words cannot be trusted.

After a lot of twists and turns, fighting openly and secretly, when the sun was setting, Zhen Ziyu finally made sure that the court supervisor was serving him.

Di Jinghong bared his teeth and claws, fierce and ruthless. In fact, nothing happened in the end. Not only did Zhen Ziyu not get hurt, the two were in harmony unexpectedly.

Yen Ziyu felt comfortable, but his heart was cold.

It's over, he thought.

Di Jinghong seemed to be a different person, he didn't feel pity for himself anymore, at least in terms of his attitude, his actions were not serious, he couldn't listen to bad words, and even regarded begging for mercy as encouragement.

Zhen Ziyu felt that he would not be able to catch this person, let alone go back to Beiping to deal with him, and now he couldn't deal with him.

A scary thought came to Zhen Ziyu's mind, would Di Jinghong not go back with him?If Di Jinghong didn't want to go back to Peiping, would there be any danger in the process if he insisted on dragging him back?

Yen Ziyu's heart was chilly, his body was scorching hot as if he had been crushed by a boulder, but his heart was as cold as if he had just been picked out of an ice cellar, it's over, it's over, it's over.

What a big deal!

Di Jinghong saw that Zhen Ziyu's mind was distracted again, the majesty of the prison guard was armed to the teeth, and he deliberately bluffed to scare people, saying: "You can still think wildly, it seems that it didn't hurt you."

Yen Ziyu rolled his eyes habitually.

Di Jinghong knew that Yen Ziyu was secretly thinking of something.Yen Ziyu habitually rolls his eyes when he thinks of evil ideas. Yen Ziyu's eyes are big and his eyelashes are long. When he rolls his eyes, the eyelashes flicker, like a deer, with an innocent, ignorant, innocent and beautiful face.

How could such a clean person lie to others?

The more Di Jinghong thought about it, the angrier he became, he lowered his head and bit Yen Ziyu's collarbone fiercely, causing Yen Ziyu to grin his mouth in pain, "Di Jinghong, are you a dog? Let go, let go, uh~" Zhen Ziyu Humming and humming twice, Di Jinghong's heart felt itchy again as he hummed, he didn't care and dawdled under his body.

Zhen Ziyu was so nervous that he wanted to escape subconsciously.

But he didn't escape.

At this juncture, if Di Jinghong was angered, he would definitely have no good fruit to eat.

Yen Ziyu decided to outwit.

He didn't believe it, he couldn't deal with Di Jinghong.For two lifetimes, he has always handled this person to death, and he has always said the same thing in front of Di Jinghong. Just because of some pretentious reasons, Di Jinghong alienated him?

Yen Ziyu was not convinced.

The movements of Di Jinghong's men became more and more serious. Yen Ziyu pretended to be flustered and pushed him out, but he didn't use much force to push him. His fingers were softer than noodles, and his arms seemed to have no bones. The welcome coquettish, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Farewell, goodbye, goodbye, please forgive me, can I listen to you? I will listen to everything you say, and I will never make you angry again. "

Di Jinghong trembled, Yen Ziyu acted like a baby, he really couldn't bear it.

Zhen Ziyu muttered endlessly, Di Jinghong really stopped after tossing for a while, and plunged his head into Zhen Ziyu's arms to breathe, without saying a word.

It's too boring, Di Jinghong doesn't want to hear it, he really can't stand this.Even if he knew that Zhen Ziyu was from Huanyue Pavilion, Di Jinghong couldn't bear his sweet and coquettish behavior.

A little complacency flashed in Zhen Ziyu's heart, he thought you could do it, and wanted to imitate Jinwu Zangjiao, a domineering general, so it's no wonder I let you succeed.

Zhen Ziyu wanted to think about it, but his words were still as soft as dough, "Jinghong, I know you are angry. You value me more than yourself in your heart. If you are not really angry, you would not would be willing to treat me like this."

Di Jinghong still didn't make a sound or move, and Zhen Ziyu was so pressed that he couldn't breathe.

Yen Ziyu gritted his teeth and carried it hard, and didn't push him anymore, just let him hold him down, let him be self-willed, let him vent all his anger, and only then could his anger subside.

Zhen Ziyu raised his hand to caress Di Jinghong's head, inserted his fingers into his hair, stroked it gently against the root of his hair, and chatted with him as if confiding in his heart, "Jinghong, do you know that I have been with you for the past three months? How uncomfortable I feel, I think day and night, why are you so angry? I didn’t even figure out the reason. I hate myself, I’m not good enough for you, I don’t even know you are I don't know why you are angry."

don't know why

Ask knowingly.

Still dishonest.

Di Jinghong rolled onto the bed and picked up Zhen Ziyu's body sideways. His eyes were so fierce that they were as scary as a wounded wolf cub.

Yen Ziyu looked at him, without any attack in his eyes, as cute as he could be.

Well, Di Jinghong's reaction was very good, he went exactly as Yen Ziyu wanted, without any mistakes.

Next, Zhen Ziyu pretended to be puzzled and said, "Why are you angry again? Why? You are angry with me, you have to tell me why."

Still ask! ! !

Di Jinghong became angry when he heard this.

The fire is almost here, and the mood is brewing.Yen Ziyu was held by Di Jinghong's arm. When he spoke, his expression looked extremely wronged. After he finished speaking, he bit his lips tightly, his big eyes fluttered, and tears fell from the lacquer curtain like broken beads. Rolling down from his long eyelashes, they hit Di Jinghong's hands one by one.

When the love was strong, Yen Ziyu couldn't cry, and wept like a man of tears.In the end, Di Jinghong put him back on the pillow, and he whimpered, trembling, and wet the pillow completely, feeling extremely wronged.

Di Jinghong panicked.I raised my hand several times, wanting to stroke his hair, but stopped in mid-air.

Di Jinghong didn't know what to do with him.Beating, reluctant, scolding, scolding can't be said.

Yen Ziyu cried endlessly, the tears flowed from the mountain stream to the foot of the mountain like the twin streams after the spring rain, and finally she was so tired from crying that she let herself float between the heaven and the earth.

Originally, he just wanted to use some small tricks to deal with the wicked, but Zhen Ziyu didn't expect that he would get himself into it. Once the emotions of more than three months burst, he couldn't control it.If he hadn't let himself cry, Zhen Ziyu would not have realized that he was so wronged.

Bad guy, too bullying, let me cry for you.

Di Jinghong accepted his fate.

He really couldn't bear to watch it anymore, Yen Ziyu cried, and he cried together in distress.

Di Jinghong choked with sobs, and said, "Ziyu, don't ask why, just stay here with peace of mind, okay?"

It's fine if Di Jinghong didn't speak, but when he spoke, Yen Ziyu's mood that had just been eased broke down for the second time, and he began to cry again.

Di Jinghong was finally willing to call his name.

Yen Ziyu forced himself not to care, but he cared very carefully. He cared about Di Jinghong's attitude towards him, the way Di Jinghong looked at him, every word Di Jinghong said to him, and Di Jinghong's attitude towards him. Hong did not call his name.

Di Jinghong never called "Zi Yu" when they met, and never called his name when the love was strong.

this bad guy.

do not forgive you.

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