Banlangen and Giant Lingen

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The young man in front of him, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, white hair and black clothes, melted the youthfulness of a boy and the demeanor of a mature man, and his amber pupils shone brightly in the night.

"Who are you?"

I tugged my nightgown back on and stared at him warily.

The man's head hung down, and he whimpered as if injured, and big tears fell down.

"Jinjin...do you really not remember me?"

I should have never heard of this title, but there was a faint ripple in my heart.

Inexplicably, I don't hate it.

"Jinjin? Are you calling me?"

The young man nodded cheerfully like a puppy, his arms tightened even more, his handsome face was almost shy on me.

"Let go, let go first..."

"Don't let it go."

The corners of the youth's eyes were red.

"As soon as Ah Jue lets go, Jinjin disappears."

I am not used to the temperature of another man passing along the palm of his hand.

"Who are you... who are you?"

I ask again.

Time was sucked up, and in the eternity, I was immersed in the silent sea of ​​stars in his eyes.

"My name is Murong Jue, and it belongs to you..."

"Lovers."

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lovers? ? ?

Then what's the matter with my marriage contract with your lord? Could this be the scene of the legendary cuckold cheating...

Damn, did I have such an exciting life? !

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I couldn't believe what the young man said, but I couldn't convince myself not to believe it either.

His deep affection, when he looks at you, is full of brilliance, and his eyes will last for thousands of years.

"Jinjin, I'm late."

The youth is crushed on me, as if lamenting, as if weeping.

"Sorry……"

My heart trembled slightly, and I forgot to struggle.The young man sobbed softly, lost all his strength, and fell obliquely in my arms.

Skin to skin, his body was as hot as a soldering iron.

"Wait...you wake up..."

The guy was feverish, hot all over, and his vision was blurred.He was panting with difficulty, his face was burning red.

Oops, I'll have to call the doctor to have a look.

"Peace! Where are you?"

A small head suddenly poked out from behind the window lattice, with two lamb-like horns on its head.

"Sir, what are your orders?"

His ghostly eyes looked around, and when he saw the man lying on the bed, he quickly covered his face.

"Oh, Ping An didn't see anything, young master, take your time."

"No, you wait?"

"Ping'an suddenly remembered that there were still some clothes that were not washed. Young master, Ping'an will take my leave first!"

The little slave ran away without a trace, leaving me in a daze.

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There was no reliable person around me, so I turned over with difficulty and got out of bed, wanting to ask for a doctor myself.

The young man hugged my waist instinctively.

"Jinjin, please..."

he pleaded.

"Don't go..."

Like a lonely child lost in the crowd, holding on to the only life-saving straw.

I tentatively rubbed his hair, it felt soft and comfortable.

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you get a doctor. Wait for me, okay?"

"No."

The young man stubbornly shook his head, obviously unconscious from the fever, but still obsessively grabbed my clothes again and again.

Perhaps there is some psychological shadow left by the past.

"Jinjin, don't go away..."

"Don't go..."

I sighed and brought a basin of cold water.

"Okay, I won't go."

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If I could have a big stupid dog that is gentle and clingy, it must be like this.

But I used to...before...

Where did you live before?What have you done?How did you know him?

I tried my best, but I still couldn't find any memory of the past, all traces seemed to be erased.

"Jinjin..."

The towel wiped away the youth's tears, and his face was wet again.I unbuttoned his clothes to dissipate heat. There were large and small wounds all over the young man's body. Some wounds had not healed for a long time and were infected and festered.

It is impossible to know how he found him, nor what kind of past he is carrying.

I can only answer with a dry voice——

"I'm here."

I helped the young man up and fed him saliva. In a trance, I seemed to have done the same thing countless times.

Maybe by his side, I can really recall the past.

"Jinjin..."

The young man murmured laboriously, stubbornly confirming my existence over and over again.

"I'm here."

I clasped my fingers with him, and the heat in my body still didn't abate.

I recalled that my wounds would heal by soaking in the blood pool every day, and His Majesty also regularly took my blood, presumably it has certain medicinal properties.

Opening the vein, I carefully fed the blood into his mouth.

"Don't bite, slow down."

It seemed that my blood had an effect, the young man's wound healed slowly, and his complexion eased a lot.

"Jinjin, I'm sorry..."

The young man regained some consciousness, like a white dragon guarding a treasure, and pushed me down on his firm belly.

"Jinjin...I've been looking for you..."

"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have forced you...it's all my fault..."

"I'm late……"

"Jinjin...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

"I miss you so much……"

He sniffled and seemed about to cry again.

I couldn't bear to push him away, but I didn't know why to comfort him.

"Stop talking, go to sleep."

In the end, the young man hugged me like a big teddy bear and whispered something in his ear.

"Jinjin, I like you the most."

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Something danced in his chest, pounding against his ribs violently.

Is this reaction...

I held back my beating heart.

"Well, I have to see a doctor tomorrow. I'm afraid I may have arrhythmia."

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Inexplicably, I slept with a strange night raider all night, and when I woke up, I found that the seriously injured man had been kicked to the bottom of the bed by me.

"Uh... Brother Murong, it's cold on the ground, get up quickly."

I stuck out my tongue in shame and woke the man up.

"Oh, Jinjin!"

The young man stared blankly, and when he saw me, he straightened up immediately, and there seemed to be a big tail flicking behind him.

"..."

The name "intimate" is "intimate", but it's weird no matter how it sounds.

"Brother Murong, can you change your title? As you know, I don't remember much of the past."

The young man held my hand abruptly, I was afraid that he would fall into my arms in the next second.

"It's okay, Jinjin! I'll help you remember!"

He straightened his chest, and the dense scars healed in just one night.

"You can also call me Ah Jue, we used to call each other that way..."

I couldn't control my curiosity and touched him from head to toe.

"Hey, is it really all right? It's amazing."

All the blood in the young man's body was concentrated in his face, and hot steam seemed to be ejected from the top of his head.

"Well, don't touch it."

I reached into his sleeve like a villain, and flicked his arm.

"Oh, you can't touch it?"

"...No, it's not..."

The young man faltered and dodged, his body buried low.

"Hmm...not...Jinjin feels too comfortable..."

Tsao, you little bastard, don't think I didn't see it!Your front tail stands up!

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"cough……"

I looked away, bit the bullet and squatted down.

"Do you need me to help you?"

The young man was taken aback by my initiative, and quickly hid behind the pillar.

"Jinjin doesn't need to be forced, I can solve it by myself..."

I touched my nose in embarrassment.

"Didn't you say that we are lovers?"

It should be normal for lovers to help each other.

The young man blushed so anxiously that his neck was thick, and he hid his body more tightly, trembling like a little rabbit.

"That's not OK!"

"puff……"

This guy is like a child, his face is red at every turn, and his reaction is unexpectedly cute.

"Could it be that we haven't performed the ceremony of Duke Zhou?"

"……no……"

Ah Jue's lips trembled slightly, and his beautiful amber eyes were covered with water.

"Every time Jinjin looks very hard, I still force him to do it, regardless of Jinjin's feelings, if Jinjin is stabbed by me again, I will be so sad..."

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Take back the foreword.

This guy is a hooligan, please ask the police uncle to take him away.

Hey, who is the police uncle?

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Ah Jue left the room and soaked in ice water for two hours regardless of my persuasion.

"Don't worry, Jinjin, I'm also a monk. I'm strong and don't get sick easily."

When he got up, I handed over a change of clothes and dry towels.

"I'm not worried. I finally rescued you, and I can't watch you die again."

I abruptly looked away from his eight-pack abs.

The young man seemed to understand my thoughts and smiled innocently.

"Jinjin is really nice, no matter whether she loses her memory or not, she is the most gentle person in the world."

He pecked and kissed my fingertips and left.

"I like Jinjin the most."

I felt that weird throbbing in my chest starting again.

Plop, plop, non-stop.

"Don't tell me those love words that fall to the ground."

I sternly sat down beside him.

Ever since I came to the Demon Palace, I have no worries about food and clothing, and have everything I want at hand. The title of Mr. Jin alone has been admired by thousands of people, but I always feel that I don't belong here.

"Ajue, if you are really my lover, can you tell me something about... the past?"