NPC he is a bit demon [Transmigration Book]

"Does little uncle like this clothes?" Ji Liang's voice also changed, hoarse and rough, paired with a treacherous animal skin mask, he was like an evil ghost who came out of hell.

The second son was not afraid at all, he wanted to raise his hand to remove the opponent's mask, but his hand was tightly bound by the ghost vine, and he was powerless.

Liang'er, what happened to your face?His lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

Ji Liang understood his lips, and his eyes flickered: "Don't look at it, little uncle, it will scare you."

Won't.The second young master shook his head firmly, thinking about the cause and effect, his heart ached. The setting in the original book was that he pushed Ji Liang into the pit of fire with his own hands, poisoned him and dedicated it to his brother-in-law, and Ji Liang almost destroyed himself in order to escape from the patriarch's clutches. , but now it seems that Ji Liang suffered far more injuries than described in the book.

"I don't want my little uncle to see my horrible appearance," he said, wrapping his hands around the second young master's face, tracing the outline of the second son with his fingers: "After all, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen. "

"..."

"Do you like this dress?"

The second son blinked his eyes in confusion, but Ji Liang smiled coldly: "I'm afraid I forgot, I said earlier that I would go with me."

"..."

"It must have been not forgotten, but an expedient measure at the time. It's ridiculous that I actually believed it."

I did not lie to you.Yan Liang shook his head violently with his eyes open, and looked deeply at Ji Ke. In fact, he was more saddened by Liang'er showing such distrustful eyes than being misunderstood.

The face hidden behind the mask changed color, was silent for a moment, then laughed at himself and said, "I almost believed it again."

The Second Young Master clenched his hands into fists and endured it, but he didn't move any more, the more he denied it, the more it seemed to be sophistry.

Ji Liang smiled coldly: "When I was young, little uncle, you always told me that you can't trust anyone, including you. So you reminded me a long time ago, and blamed me for being too self-righteous."

The second young master pursed his lips, seemingly calm but his whole body was trembling.

Rubbing the soft and cool lips of the second young master with a hot hand, he gave up on himself with a smile: "I will remember what my little uncle does. From now on, I will pay back slowly."

"..." Slowly repaying the four words, the second young master gasped.

"How does little uncle want me to repay it?"

Saying so, Ji Liang's hand suddenly moved down...

It was only then that the Second Young Master realized that under Yan Hong's happy clothes, he was wearing nothing, and at this moment he was showing himself in front of the other party's eyes with incomparable candor...

Ji Liang was condescending, watching without hesitation, the Second Young Master even felt that wherever he looked, there was a ball of fire wrapped around him, burning him so painfully.

There is no way to hide, no way to avoid, the second young master turned his head helplessly, took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"Little uncle, don't show such a forced and helpless look."

"..."

"I obviously didn't reject me before." The sharp thin lips hooked up, revealing a chilling smile.

The slender fingers moved down along the contours of the face, and stopped slightly on the raised Adam's apple. Ji Ke's fingertips had thin calluses, and the force was neither light nor heavy, which made the second son itch.

The Second Young Master had a problem, he couldn't stand the itching, after being teased for a moment, his porcelain white skin turned red subtly, and even his bound hands and feet were slightly weak.

Ji Liang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Is there a reaction?"

The Second Young Master breathed heavily on his chest, and gave him a slightly reproachful look, but in this situation, it was more like a spoiled child.

"Little uncle, don't make such an expression, I won't be able to control it."

Ji Liang leaned down and stared very closely at the second young master, with seriousness, tenderness and trembling desire to conquer in his eyes, he was silent for a moment, and kissed the other's left eye.

The rough mask rubbed against the second young master's face, and his body trembled suddenly.

"Last time, I drew a blue flower on my little uncle's face, are you happy?"

The second young master neither nodded nor shook his head, but just looked at him quietly.

Ji Liang looked back, and suddenly smiled, showing that playful little canine tooth: "By the way, I thought of a fun idea."

Saying so, he quickly kissed the second young master's lips, then got up and went to the table to fetch a brush of lower script, bit the tip of his tongue, and licked the tip of the pen, all of the bristles were stained with bright red blood.

Sleeping Phoenix's eyes opened wide, mouth still opened silently, the tip of the pen landed on his left cheek, a faint sweet smell of blood filled the air, a numb and slightly itchy touch, and while cupping tea, Ji Liang outlined a flower of determination on his face. Blue flowers, nothing but blood red.

"I've always thought that little uncle's face is too white, and it looks better with blood on it."

Ji Liang smiled, the tip of the pen slid down the cheek, drawing a bright bloodstain, stopped at the Adam's apple and scratched: "It's a pity, little uncle can't make a sound, so he won't be able to call me later."

The Second Young Master couldn't bear it any longer, frowned and glared at the other party, but Ji Liang's smile deepened, and the tip of the pen continued to move down...

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four eyes

Yes, but Ji Liang smiled at him, the second son couldn't see through the gentleness and hatred in this smile: "Don't hide."

"Little uncle, I want to do something outrageous tonight."

"..."

"I want you."

……

"Little uncle, how could I like you so much?"

……

The Second Young Master had an illusion that the one holding him in his arms was not a human being, but some kind of cruel and bloodthirsty beast. In a short while, he would eat him up and wipe him clean, even leaving no bones left.

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At that moment, the second young master got the strength from nowhere, while he was immersed in the aftertaste of jumping joy, he stretched out his hand to lift the mask on his face, and was instantly stunned.

The moonlight was bright on this night, and he saw that half of Ji Liang's face was covered with hideous burns, and his original handsome appearance no longer existed.

Panting, Ji Liang looked at him quietly, with mist and blood in his eyes, he raised his hand to cover the eyes of the second young master, and said softly, "Little uncle, don't look."

"I don't look good, I don't deserve to sleep with you." Ji Liang felt the person in his arms tremble, and after a while, warm liquid seeped through his fingers and overflowed.

"Little uncle, why are you crying?"

The second young master raised his trembling hand to caress the left half of his face covered with scars, he couldn't speak, but just shook his head, even he himself didn't know what the meaning of shaking his head was.

"It's worth using my face to exchange for my little uncle's first time." Then he put on his mask, picked up the messy second son, soaked in the warm spring water in the backyard, and helped him a little bit. The other party washed away the mottled marks on his body.

The second young master was held in his arms, and he opened his eyes lazily as if he had fallen apart.

……

At that time, the sky in the east was faintly white, and the mountains and haze filled the surrounding area with birds chirping. The second young master fell asleep in the light blue sky and mist.

How Ji Liang helped him clean up after that, and what he did to him, he had no idea.

When I woke up again, it was already afternoon, last night the moon was bright and the stars were thin, but today’s sun was extremely violent, the sky and the earth were clear and bright, and the light fell into the house through the window panes, clearly reflecting the floating fine dust.

The second young master was stunned, and found that he was completely naked, his skin was clean and dry, obviously the other party had already taken care of it for him, and the quilt covering his body was filled with the faint fragrance of sunlight.

He turned his head and saw Ji Liang who was sleeping on the same pillow. Even when he was asleep, he was still wearing a mask.

This time, Ji Liang didn't use ghost vines to bind the second young master's hands and feet, he raised his hand and carefully took off the other's mask again, his ferocious face was exposed to the sunlight, and he could see it more clearly than at night.

There was blood and pus oozing from the scorched skin, and the second young master knew in his heart that it was a mark burned by a will-o'-the-wisp, and it would never be healed in this life...

His heart throbbed, but his fingertips stopped half an inch away, trembling, not daring to touch.

Just like this, I froze for a moment, and in a flash of thought, a thought came to me...