Dongfang Bubai's Reborn Yang Lianting

Under the influence of alcohol, it seems to have turned into something like a catalyst.

All his desires were ignited.

OK, and shady ones.

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he raised his hands to wrap around Dongfang's waist, and fixed this man with the best martial arts in the world under his body.

His eyes were bloodshot and red, his body smelled of alcohol, and even his movements were rude and outrageous.

Dongfang's first reaction was not to adapt.

Based on his status, who in this world would dare to be so rude to him, he might be beaten to death before he could get close, but before he raised his hand, he saw the piece of paper on his body. Face.

Dongfang paused, unable to tell what it was like, but it was a humble, indescribable expectation.

Ever since Yang Lianting discovered the secret of Dongfang Bubai's body, Dongfang has always remembered the look in his eyes at that moment.

Shock, fear, resistance, and disgust.

Although he didn't kill him, Dongfang Bubai was also mentally prepared. In this life, he would never force Yang Lianting in the slightest.

But it never occurred to him that when he was drunk, he would take the initiative to provoke him.

Yang Lianting's kiss was reckless.

It was chaotic, messy, and even a little rude, but Dongfang Bubai slowly closed his eyes, and handed over all the dominance to the person in front of him.

Until Yang Lianting let go of him panting.

At this moment, Dongfang's face was in front of him.

Normally, the figure who looks like a banished fairy in the Bingshan snow lotus painting, at this moment, his cheeks are slightly red, and his eyes are also wet when he looks at him like that.

He never thought that Dongfang Bubai would have such a weak look.

Yang Lianting's heart skipped a beat, she stared at him in a daze, her lower abdomen became slightly hotter, her heart was beating fast, she could hardly move her eyes, she was panting like that, tight He stared closely at the man who was pinned down by him and couldn't move.

But Yang Lianting at that time, he ignored the soft emotions that surged in his heart at that moment.

He realized almost instantly that the person he was kissing just now was a man, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, and also an eunuch with a mutilated and incomplete body.

Eunuch.

These two words were too cruel and terrifying, almost instantly, they destroyed all the will of Yang Lianting as a normal, ordinary, ordinary man.

The alcohol above was completely sober at this moment.

Also at that moment, Dongfang Bubai's eyes, which could clearly see all the changes in Yang Lianting's expression, dimmed bit by bit.

Until the light in the eyes is completely extinguished.

He chuckled, with an unhealthy whiteness on his face, and he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. After a while, he raised his hand, stiff and tentative, wanting to pat Yang Lianting's back, wanting to Comfort him.

But the moment he was about to touch his body, the movement stopped.

Dongfang Bubai's eyes made people feel a little sad and gloomy, lying on the bed, he seemed to be laughing, his voice was very soft, as if it was blown by the wind and then dispersed.

He said don't panic.

Brother Lian, it's okay, don't be afraid.

I don't know why, seeing Dongfang Bubai's expression and hearing him say such hopeless words, the indescribable depression and flustered feeling were even worse than when he realized that he had kissed him. Much harder.

At a loss, upset, all the emotions were intertwined, Yang Lianting's veins were bulging, his hands were trembling, and he clenched his fists. After a long while, he punched hard on the bed.

He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and looked towards Dongfang Bubai.

"Can you give me anything I want?"

"Is it... is it that you will give me whatever I want?"

At that time, he just acted as if he had to bite the bullet. He never thought that the emotion in his heart would be even more tormented than before when he made such a shameless request.

He was flustered, as if grasping some life-saving straw, he gritted his teeth, looked at Dongfang Bubai and asked him.

I want the one-size-fits-all power on this black wood cliff, leader, can you give it to me?

Dongfang Bubai lay under him dressed in red.

The black hair parted at some point, and the outline of a face was handsome and handsome, but that complexion was pale and somewhat frightening, and the eyes were bleak and frightening, revealing a sense of sadness and sorrow. Sour, he seemed to be smiling lightly, looking straight at Yang Lianting.

The candlelight at the bedside was dim, flickering and reflecting on Dongfang Bubai's face.

He raised his hand to caress Yang Lianting's cheek, but he shrank and didn't extend his hand, so his hand just stopped in mid-air stiffly.

"Brother Lian, no matter what you want, I will give it to you."

Whatever you want, I will give it to you.

Hearing such a promise, Yang Lianting didn't know why, not only did he not feel the slightest joy and happiness in his heart, but when he met those dark and dim eyes, somewhere in his chest, that kind of suffocating pain arose again.

He loathes this kind of himself, but he foolishly transfers all this loathing to Dongfang Bubai.

He took a deep breath, and almost in a flash of excitement, he kissed him again without even thinking about it.

This time the kiss was more rude, more savage, and more predatory than the previous kiss.

Blood came out from his lips, and the sweet smell spread in his mouth. Yang Lianting had no way of knowing Dongfang Bubai's mood. He only knew himself. At that moment, there was a kind of pleasure in his heart, almost crazy.

But this indescribable pleasure is intertwined with the uncontrollable fear in my heart, and it becomes a complete exchange of benefits.

That night Yang Lianting was about to go crazy, but when the morning dawned, he didn't know how to face it. After putting on his clothes, he ran away.

Yes, run away.

It wasn't until he ran out of the yard that the cold wind made his hair stand on end, and he realized that his body was stained with blood stains without knowing when.

shocking.

He was unscathed, and he wanted to know whose blood stain belonged to it.

At that time, Yang Lianting had a momentary impulse in his heart, wanting to look back to see how badly that person was hurt by him.

But this impulse, but abruptly, was suppressed by him.

There is no turning back.

Almost fleeing for his life, he ran to the bottom of Heimu Cliff, found the largest brothel, and found five or six beautifully dressed, warm and fragrant women to accompany him.

Again, drank like a dick and passed out.

When he was surrounded by women, in his heart, eyes, and mind, almost everything that he couldn't get rid of was the fierce figure in the red dress.

It was a man.

That's a man.

I don't know how many glasses I drank, and I don't know how long I stayed here. In short, when he regained consciousness and stood up to leave, it seemed that it had been two days and nights.

The women's faces were delicately made up, smeared with rouge and powder, and they looked at him with some resentment in their eyes.

How can you call so many women at once, but in the end you just patronize drinking and don't even touch them.

What a fool.

Of course, he didn't have leisure time to pay attention to these.

On the way back to Heimuya, he had a splitting headache because of the hangover, but his consciousness was extremely clear.

He was thinking about the Invincible East.

He could hardly stop thinking about him, about a man, about a man who had slept with him.

Their first time actually stemmed from an exchange of interests. Thinking about it, it makes people feel ridiculous.

Raising his hand to pat his painful head, Yang Lianting took a deep breath and walked forward, just when he raised his head, he saw that figure out of the corner of his eye.

East is undefeated.

Even though he was far away and couldn't even see his face clearly, he still recognized him at the first sight.

A long time ago, before he could get close to this person, he thought that the leader looked really good in red.

The loose robe was blown up by the wind, and it fluttered on the cliff. He looked at it from a distance, and he felt that his eyes were stabbed a little.

The man seemed to be getting thinner.

He also vaguely noticed this that night, he was so thin that he could touch his ribs with his hand.

Seeing him, it seemed that all the negative emotions that had entangled him for so long dissipated, and he paused in a daze, looking at that figure from a distance, wondering in a daze how he became so thin up.

Thinking in a mess, before he even thought about telling the dining room what to eat in the future, the red figure, who had already practiced lightness kung fu, flew in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Eyes facing each other.

Seeing his slightly frowned eyebrows, Yang Lianting's first reaction was to feel guilty.

He lowered his head habitually and was about to step back.

The smell of alcohol on his body is too strong, the smell of makeup is too thick, the person in front of him has amazing six senses and exquisite thoughts, how could he not guess where he went?

But before he had time to figure out what his guilty conscience was for, the next second, Dongfang took a step forward and hugged him gently.

Very light hugs.

She was as cautious as if she was afraid of attracting his disgust.

This man was covered with rosin, and he also brought the mountain wind and dew, and the faint cold air, so he hugged him worrying about gains and losses.

He said Brother Lian, it's good that you come back.

Dongfang Bubai, who is the most martial artist in the martial arts world, is as pale as paper, with a sour smile and a contented smile. He said, Brother Lian, are you hungry?

I have someone prepare food for you.

He didn't pay attention in the previous life, but when he was reborn, looking back, this person didn't appear there by accident, but stood there from the beginning to the end, waiting for him to come back.

He pretended not to know that he was looking for flowers and asking willows, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting for him with such hopeless thoughts.

Finally saw him, he was not angry, not angry, just looked at him with a smile like this.

Just say you're back.

Yang Lianting can't remember clearly what happened after that, he only knew that from that day on, he was promoted by Dongfang to become the chief executive of the Sun Moon God Sect, and all doubts and voices of opposition were used extremely cruelly by this person The means to suppress them one by one.

He is finally in power, and no one on Blackwood Cliff can underestimate him.

But he tossed and turned day and night, and what he could not get rid of in his dreams was the figure that he saw Dongfang waiting for him on the cliff that day.

He said Brother Lian, it's good that you come back.

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## Chapter 8

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After returning from the seven wives, Dongfang Bubai did not go back to the house to rest as usual. Instead, he practiced light work, waved away all the hidden guards, and sat alone on a high place with a cold expression, not knowing Thinking about something.

Today Shishi took his hand, her eyes drooped down, she looked gentle and shy, and asked him softly, would my husband want to stay and rest tonight.

He looked at her face and suddenly felt a little dazed.

Shishi is the woman he met in the brothel a few years ago.

He played the pipa well, played the pipa for three days, and fascinated the ears of many people, but because of his determination to perform as a performer and not to sell himself, he was forced by the rich businessman and the old bustard to almost collapse and commit suicide.

At that time, there was a fire in the woman's eyes.

Although she was born in the land of fireworks, she was the most intense, resolute, and strong among the women he met.

At that time when he came to save her, her forehead was still bleeding, but she held his hand and smiled. She said that Shishi originally had a will to die, and she refused to be defiled by the wicked no matter what. Be a cow or a horse, and you will be rewarded in this life.

He may have liked her for a moment.

Which man has never had such a moment, enjoying the pleasure of being in power and being admired by beauties, enjoying the vanity of being surrounded by adoration and soft jade in his arms.

But don't know why.

Dongfang Bubai lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on his lower body covered by his robe, and he smiled softly.

The moonlight was shining like flowers, pouring down on the ground, outlining his originally elegant and handsome outline, it became more and more delicate and beautiful.

Who would have thought that the man dressed in red, who looked like a banished fairy in a painting, was actually the legendary leader of the Demon Cult who killed people without blinking an eye?

The heights are so cold.

Once he tried desperately to practice the most powerful exercises in the world, to become number one in the world, and to grasp the most rights.

But now that he finally had all of these, he suddenly felt a little lonely.

Yes.

lonely.

Shishi and the others are very good, each of them is very good, when they looked at him, their eyes were so gentle that water could almost drip.

They served vegetables for him, danced for him, and did all kind things for him.

They say they love him.

They said he was their whole world.

But who would have thought that a man who is so loved by others and regarded as the whole world, he himself has already lost the ability to love, and he has already personally destroyed his qualification to be loved?

Not qualified.

From the moment when he opened his eyes and watched his own knife swing down, from the moment when he stepped on other people's corpses step by step to the position of leader of the Sun Moon God Sect.

He is doomed, unable to love others, and unable to love himself.

The look is clear and light from beginning to end.

The East has been undefeated for a long time, and there has been no violent mood swings.

Everyone in the religious sect is afraid of him, saying that he is moody. In fact, he is just too calm in his heart, so calm that no waves can appear. He is used to this kind of calm, but he doesn't like someone to break him again.

In his eyes, life and death became numb after a long time.

The moon is very good today. Sitting on a high place and watching from a distance, it seems that the whole Heimu Cliff is illuminated by the moonlight, shadowy.

The higher you stand, the better the view seems to be.

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Yang Lianting still couldn't sleep after all.

The red dress in the previous life was floating in front of him with his eyes closed. When the robe was flying, he could almost smell the clear and light scent of pine and bamboo through the reincarnation of time.

I feel so depressed.

After all, he couldn't help turning over and getting out of bed.

Looking through the papered windows, the eastern room was still pitch black.

nobody.

He is aware of that person's habits, it seems that because of practicing the Sunflower Book, his temper has become more sensitive, suspicious, withdrawn and strange.

In his previous life, he never let anyone other than himself enter his house, and he rarely turned off the lights when he was alone.

Even when he was asleep, the candle was lit all night long.

And now it seems that he still hasn't returned from the ladies.

It's already late at night, since he hasn't come back yet, then... he should just spend the night there.

Lighting a candle, the room was dim, and he could barely see clearly. He got up and opened the wine jar, poured a jug of wine, and left the room.

There was no one in the kitchen.

He boiled the water first, then warmed the wine.

After warming the wine, I cooked a bowl of light porridge and warmed up two steamed buns.

Put it on the food plate, carried it, and went to the door of Dongfang's room.

Standing at the door and looking in, the room is still pitch-black. Looking up at the moonlight, tomorrow should be a fine weather.

Put the warm wine, hot porridge, and steaming steamed buns on the plate, and put them neatly at the door of Dongfang's room. Yang Lianting stood there watching for a while, then turned and left.

Does it make sense to do this.

In fact, he is very clear that normally speaking, it has no meaning at all.

But after all, he hoped that he could come back.

The man who was once abandoned by him like a shoe, and was once abandoned by him with his heart and mind, now he regrets it, he can't see him with others.

But there was nothing he could do, no way to intervene, he could only do trivial things to comfort his aching heart.

Dongfang may have been drinking today.

Those wives didn't get along with him very much, so they didn't know the current physical condition of this man.

After practicing the Sunflower Canon, his physique became colder and colder. Although he could drink, he needed to be careful. It was best to drink warm wine, which not only warmed up his body, but was also good for him.

He is too thin and picky eater.

All the cooks on Heimuya were trembling, and they had no guts to ask him what he liked, so they had to follow other people's tastes. The more meat and meat he liked, the less he ate, the less he ate.

He is often hungry at night.

But he had a cold face and didn't like to tell others, so he had a bad stomach. After he found out, he would occasionally make him some late-night snacks.

At this time, this person might be hungry, but I don't know if the seven ladies would think of this and take care of him more thoughtfully.

Thinking about it, Yang Lianting smiled softly, closed his eyes, and leaned on the cool bed.

Who would have thought.

Thinking about all the details of the previous life, now that he thinks about it again, he actually remembers every detail of him deeply.

About another hour passed.

Dongfang's room was still pitch-black, and there was no one there.

Yang Lianting didn't feel sleepy, so she got out of bed again, opened the door and walked out.

The porridge and steamed buns had not been touched by anyone, and because of the wind, they were still covered with ash, and the wine jar had changed from warm to cold.

Pick it up, turn around and go back to the kitchen.

As if obsessed, Yang Lianting warmed the wine again, cut pickles to serve with porridge, warmed up steamed buns, and served them out.

Glancing at the steaming white porridge, he smiled softly, turned around and prepared to leave.

Just as he took a step, his face was blown by a strong wind with a hint of rosin, and when he looked closely, Dongfang Bubai was already standing in front of him.

The moonlight is very bright.

Dongfang Bubai stood three steps away from Yang Lianting, frowned slightly, looked at the person in front of him, and said nothing.

From the first time Yang Lianting warmed the wine, he heard the sound.

Seeing this person bring food from the kitchen and place it outside his room door, watching this person stand for a while and then leave, Dongfang Bubai was vaguely puzzled.

But this doubt is just doubt.

There are too many people on Heimuya who tried their best to curry favor with him, and he saw and killed many.

So seeing is just seeing.

Until his second visit.

Dongfang Bubai was still a little curious after all, his six senses were astonishing, so he could clearly see all Yang Lianting's movements.

Seeing him put his things back, turn around and prepare to leave, Dongfang Bubai was stunned for some reason, he moved before he could react, and appeared in front of Yang Lianting before he could react. The way he left.

Seeing Dongfang Bubai who suddenly appeared, this man was dressed in red, with a clear silhouette, and the coldness of the night was still on his body, looking at him so coldly.

But for some reason, Yang Lianting suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, which seemed to be filled up all night.

He wanted to go up and hug him.

But the moment he took half a step, he suddenly realized his current identity.

He exhaled lightly, rubbed his somewhat cold and numb hands, looked at Dongfang Bubai who was standing not far away from him, his eyes slowly became warmer.

"Master, you are back."

As soon as these words came out, Dongfang Bubai's brows furrowed even deeper.

He habitually wanted to nod, but realized something was wrong after a moment.

Yang Lianting's tone of voice when speaking to him was too familiar, so familiar that even he... felt a little weird and harmonious.

For some reason, looking at Yang Lianting's eyes looking at him, he couldn't get angry no matter what.

It seems that he has seen such a pair of eyes in his previous life, and he has stared so deeply at him in his previous life.

"What are you doing?"

Naturally, Dongfang Bubai didn't care about the secret thoughts in his heart at this moment. He calmed down his expression slightly, and resumed the appearance of the leader who refused to be thousands of miles away on weekdays. What did you want to do the first two times?"

Yang Lianting bowed, and answered without any leaks.

"The subordinate was promoted by the leader to be a personal bodyguard. Naturally, he needs to take care of all aspects of the leader's daily life. Thinking that the leader didn't eat much during the day, so he got up at night to make a snack for fear that the leader would be hungry."

I'm not used to being seen through like this.

Dongfang turned cold, and waved his sleeves, "I don't need it in the future, just step back."

Yang Lianting knew that he would react like this, so she didn't make a fuss, her eyes became more gentle, she bowed her head in response, and turned to leave.

Just after taking two steps, Dongfang stopped him again.

The man's eyes fell on the warm wine jar next to the snack, and he stopped Yang Lianting as if by accident.

"That's it."

"Stay here and have a drink with me."

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## Chapter 9

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It was windy on the cliff late at night.

Dongfang Bubai's loose robe was blown up by the wind, making loud noises. The man lowered his eyelids slightly, but he didn't seem to feel cold at all. His expression was cold and clear. He was drinking wine, not knowing what he was thinking.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of pine and bamboo. Yang Lianting's nose moved slightly, and his eyes fell on the face of the person beside him involuntarily.

Dongfang Bubai didn't look at him.

They said they wanted him to drink with him, but in fact, this person was indifferent and withdrawn, so he might just leave him as an air decoration or something.But even if it was just that, Yang Lianting was satisfied.

In the previous life, in order to please him, this person had painted his face all day long to cover up his original appearance so that at the moment of his final death, what remained in Yang Lianting's mind was still colorful, exaggerated and shocking. A face of a person.

It wasn't until this life that he looked so carefully that he realized in a daze that the original face of this person was so clear and handsome.

"I don't mind digging out your eyes to make wine."

Seemingly noticing Yang Lianting's eyes that had been lingering on him, Dongfang Bubai raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and said this sentence in a calm manner.

Perhaps Yang Lianting in his previous life was afraid of him at first.

But after experiencing life and death once, he has a clear understanding of the temperament of the person in front of him. He is the most sensitive, soft-hearted, and purest. Since this is the case, how could he be afraid?

My heart became softer, but I couldn't help but let out a wry smile, lowered my head, retracted my gaze respectfully, and didn't go beyond.

The moment he lowered his head, he smelled the strong scent of powder on Dongfang Bubai's body besides rosin.

The scent of powder on a woman's body.

Yang Lianting's eyes darkened a little, she couldn't help but feel a little depressed, and clenched her fists.

It has to be how close you are to the seven ladies to be able to leave such a strong fragrance.

Dongfang Bubai naturally didn't know what Yang Lianting was thinking at the moment. He raised his head and looked at the moon hanging high in the sky. He didn't look back for a long while and asked calmly, "Yang Lianting, what do you want?"

Yang Lianting frowned suddenly, Dongfang was suspicious, his first reaction was that he was afraid that this person would mistake him for some kind of conspiracy or that he was a spy for those righteous people, and was about to explain, but was interrupted by Dongfang Bubai.

"You said, what do people want to pursue when they are alive?"

Hearing this sentence, Yang Lianting was taken aback for a moment, then pursed his lips, and looked at Dongfang Bubai who was sitting not far away from him.

He was lonely and cold, against the moonlight, wearing a red robe, sitting on the beam of the house, like a jade carving, he asked this sentence casually, his tone was clear and light, but his brows were slightly imperceptible Knit together, it seems a little confused and a little sad.

Yang Lianting understood the meaning of this man's words almost instantly.

In his previous life, he accidentally ran into Dongfang drunk once. He took his arm and told himself in that hopeless and sad tone that he devoted himself to martial arts and sacrificed everything to stand at the highest position in the Sun Moon God Sect. But why, After he has the supreme power, does he feel more and more lonely?

After wielding a knife from the palace.

This person is desperate.

He thought that even if he was the most powerful figure in this martial arts world, he would have lost the right to be loved long ago.

Yang Lianting suddenly felt an unspeakable distress.

He was thinking in a trance, what did he want in his previous life?

Power, wealth, standing in a higher position than others, not being bullied by anyone, being looked up to by everyone, being superior.

For these fascinating things that confuse people's hearts, things that life doesn't bring and death don't take away, he betrayed the person in front of him, wounded him in a thousand holes, and didn't wake up until he died.

So what about this life?

He was reborn and returned to the present where everything hadn't started. What does he want?

It was quiet at night.

When Dongfang Bubai asked that question, it was only on a whim.

Seeing that Yang Lianting didn't answer for a while, she didn't seem to be urging her, so she smiled lightly, shook her head, lowered her head, and lowered her head to drink the wine in a somewhat dispirited manner.

Most of the people in Jianghu want fame, status, wealth and money. It is a bit stupid for him to ask more.

What about himself?

Tonight, Dongfang really felt a little inexplicably upset.

He doesn't know what he wants.

In other words, he suddenly realized that he had everything, but he seemed to have lost everything.

What he already has, he can no longer have.

When Dongfang was drooping and thinking about these somewhat illusory things, Yang Lianting's voice sounded low and deep beside him.

"Subordinates want to grow old together with their loved ones for the rest of their lives."

Dongfang Bubai was taken aback for a moment, and turned his head to look at Yang Lianting habitually.

Because of the bright moonlight, even in such a late night, without lighting the lights, you can still see everything in the yard clearly.

Yang Lianting has a deep silhouette, and the moonlight casts a shadow on his face.

Only those eyes.

Emotions were surging and thick, and it was almost impossible to melt away. People couldn't see clearly, and they didn't dare to look at him.

However, Dongfang could clearly see the tenderness and focus behind the overwhelming emotions.

He said, the biggest wish of my subordinates in this life is to be with the person I love, to spend the rest of my life with him, to treat him well, to love him well.

Dongfang Bubai did not speak.

He even frowned slightly.

He was a little confused, a little incomprehensible, and even a little inexplicable oppression, which couldn't be dispelled in his heart, he opened his mouth to speak, but the moment he met Yang Lianting's eyes, all the words came out of nowhere. Stuffed in his chest, he couldn't speak a word for a while.

After a while, he frowned and looked at Yang Lianting.

"Shouldn't the ambition of a man be to become famous in the world and become a hero of a generation?"

"Yes."

Yang Lianting reached out to bring over the porridge and steamed buns that were placed aside, lowered his head, and while carefully stirring the porridge to cool, he cut the steamed buns and put refreshing and delicious side dishes on them. After Dongfang Bubai, he just raised his head and continued to answer.

"This subordinate used to think so too."

"I was bullied a lot when I was young, so I always gritted my teeth and thought, I must be a master in the future, I must gain rights, and I must make those who bullied me and those who despised me pay the price."

"But after going through some things."

Yang Lianting smiled lightly, suppressing all those shameful emotions in his heart, he exhaled lightly, and looked at Dongfang Bubai with focused and pious eyes.

"It's only now that I've discovered what is most important to me."

"what?"

Dongfang Bubai asked habitually.

Yang Lianting didn't answer, but pointed to the porridge in Dongfang's hand, smiled warmly and said, "Master, eat something, I guess you should be hungry too."

Dongfang Bubai didn't get an answer, so he couldn't help but feel a little displeased, habitually angry and wanted to throw away the food that Yang Lianting handed over, just when he raised his hand, he met the man's eyes, and he paused again.

The image of Yang Lianting running to the kitchen to get these things appeared in his mind again and again, he couldn't explain how he felt, so he snorted coldly, and finally bowed his head and took a bite.

Dongfang Bubai looks very good when he eats.

Unconsciously faded away the usual indifference and refusal to be thousands of miles away, concentrating and well-behaved, the ears are slightly red, the eyes will be slightly narrowed, and the corners of the mouth will be unnoticeable rises slightly.

I'm afraid I'm really hungry.

Yang Lianting was watching from the side, and suddenly felt that his heart, which had been anxious and irritable all night, calmed down in this instant.

Regardless of past life or present life, the person in front of him is the Dongfang Bubai whom he is most familiar with and understands best.

In his previous life, he didn't cherish it well, but in this life, he finally discovered that the person in front of him alone is enough to surpass the most attractive position of power in this world.

"I see you very pleasing to the eye."

After eating almost, Dongfang Bubai raised his head and said this suddenly.

Yang Lianting was taken aback.

It's rare for Dongfang Bubai to praise others like this, but his personality is always straightforward, and if he likes someone, he will say it outright.

Such words are already rare for him.

Seeing Yang Lianting's stunned and unresponsive expression, Dongfang Bubai somehow turned from embarrassment into anger, his face turned cold instantly, and he was about to stand up while shaking his sleeves.

"Yang Lianting, don't be ignorant of flattery!"

"Master, Master, don't go."

Yang Lianting finally came to his senses, and habitually stretched out his hand, wanting to grab Dongfang's arm, but the moment he touched Dongfang's sleeve, because he didn't stand firmly on the beam, he fell backwards, To fall from above.

Dongfang Bubai was full of anger at the moment.

It was rare for him to open his mouth to praise others, but this person was still foolish and ungrateful, so he didn't turn his head to look at Yang Lianting at all, but when he heard the sound and turned back, this person had already fallen off the beam .

Standing up and down, grinning.

From the looks of it, it was really hard to fall.

Dongfang Bubai flew down, frowned, and was about to see if Yang Lianting was hurt, but the man gasped, rubbed his arms, and sat up slowly.

It fell hard.

Even Yang Lianting could feel that the tailbone seemed to be broken, the pain was so painful that the veins twitched.

But how can physical pain compare to the joy of hearing Dongfang's words that he is pleasing to the eye?

He smiled a little ugly.

Unable to stand up because of the pain, he simply sat on the ground. He raised his head and looked at the man in red who flew down and stood in front of him.

Dongfang Bubai's six senses were astonishing, naturally seeing the cold sweat dripping from Yang Lianting's forehead as he endured the pain, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"You fell like this, why are you giggling?"

"Master, my subordinates are very happy."

"The subordinates are happy."

Dongfang Bubai was a little impatient, he frowned, and when he was about to get angry, he suddenly realized why Yang Lianting said he was happy.

"I see you very pleasing to the eye."

Because of his words?

Dongfang Bubai pursed his lips slightly, and looked at Yang Lianting, who fell from the beam of the house inexplicably in pain, but couldn't bear the pain, but kept giggling, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Dongfang Invincible has always been not good at dealing with such situations.

He felt a little embarrassed and cramped, but he didn't wave his sleeves to leave, so he could only put on a cold face, pretending to be the majestic look of rejecting people thousands of miles away on weekdays.

"Why don't you get up quickly if you didn't break it?"

"Within one month, do you want me to pass you three flat fingers?"

"The Hierarch