Nine Prison Rings

If so, you can choose to refuse to wake up; Fang Yixi would rather stay in the dream from beginning to end.

How to explain this incredible scene?

He was topless, wearing only a pair of boxer briefs, and he was riding on Chan's body.Vivid blush all over the body, disheveled hair, misty eyes, and spring lips; no need to think, a fool can see a thorough and full of emotion.

The person under him had pinkish white skin with a few vermilion hickey marks; some of his lips were half swollen, exuding a seductive scent.His eyes were watery, weeping in a low voice, speechless.Like a wounded deer, struggling helplessly and dodgingly after being frightened.

Yixi was stunned by the scene in front of her that seemed to be in the wrong time and space!Eyes wide open, tongue gaping, not knowing where to start.

This is how the same thing?You clearly lie down in the guest room and sleep?Obviously sleepy, Luo Xiu entangled himself, lingering endlessly.In a blink of an eye, not only the time and space are wrong, but how come the emotional protagonist has also changed?

In his memory, he and Luo Xiu had always kissed each other unrequitedly; when the light was on, why did he become Chan?Moreover, looking at this posture and this situation, it is likely that he is forcing something unknown.

But, that's not right, it doesn't make sense at all.

In Fang Yixi's mind, it seemed that a typhoon was raging: the wind was violent and the rain was violent.What kind of thinking and organization have been messed up.

He still has a very correct understanding of himself.Since getting acquainted with Luo Xiu, he has been the one who accepts, and has gradually tasted the fun of it; he has almost never taken the initiative to attack, except for the time when he fell into someone else's scheme and was in his own imagination.Therefore, the idea of ​​"turning over serfs and singing" has long been broken.

Furthermore, he has never been so enthusiastic about love affairs; even when he was with Chan before, the pleasure of the soul was better than the pleasure of the body.Only Luo Xiu can arouse the instinctive desire in this body with duplicity, it seems hopeless as if he recognizes his master.It is no exaggeration to say that not only does he not know how to do "1" anymore; even lust, he still has to rely on Luo Xiu's training to reach its peak.

He is an adult who knows how to control himself, and he will not be so blinded that he can take other people's share with open flames and sticks.

However, this sane analysis and clear thinking obviously couldn't really speak clearly, nor could it get him out of the current embarrassment and embarrassment.

Psychologically speaking, some people can have many different personalities.When the personality changes, I will do some things that I would never do on weekdays, and I have no memory of this afterwards.

Fang Yixi couldn't help but wonder: Did he also split into other personalities?Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to convince himself.

Dual personality?This reason, when he thinks about it, is outrageous and dramatic enough.

For a while, the mood was hard to calm down, and the horseshoe flew.I don’t feel a little self-pity: I think that I’m like a fly trapped in a glass bottle, the front is bright, but it’s smashed, the head is bleeding, and it’s buzzing, but still can’t find a way out.

"what are you doing?"

Gloomy questioning, withheld anger.The voice was not high, and it unreasonably produced a strong sense of shock.

Luo Xiu stood at the door, slipped his hand from the switch, and stared at Yixi with piercing eyes - scorching like fire.His originally heroic face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, which was so cold that he shivered from the bottom of his heart.

"It wasn't me...I...didn't...."

Yixi hesitated for a long time, blinked innocently, but couldn't say anything useful.Like a child caught doing something wrong, ignorant and at a loss.Afterwards, he suddenly discovered the fact that he was still on top of Can, and with a shudder, he rolled down in a panic, until he fell onto the bed.

How embarrassing, how embarrassing, is this downcast look.

"build......."

Lying on the bed, as fragile as a flower in the middle of the wind: Can, looking at Luo Xiu tearfully, as if seeing the god who came to rescue him, riding the clouds and fog, so eager and longing.From his mouth, a sobbing cry flowed out.

It has to be said that Can's soft call has incomparable magic power.Luo Xiu's eyes were red immediately, and he ran to the bed in three steps and two steps, pulled the quilt to wrap Chan's body, and hugged him tightly.

The body temperature of the person in his arms was distinctly hot, but he kept silent like a cicada.

Where did Luo Xiu see the pitiful appearance that was as bright as a frightened bird, he folded his arms lovingly, and hugged him even tighter.I can't wait to protect this person on the apex of my heart, so that he can't bear a little bit of grievance or hurt.

Fang Yixi got up from the ground and looked at them, still in shock.

His complexion is ever-changing, blue for a while, white for a while, and red for a while; it is more colorful than the flower quilts of northern farmers.However, there was a sense of bewilderment.

"I.....I really don't know it's.....I..."

Yixi's voice trembled uncontrollably, trying to argue.After talking about it, I don't know where to start, and I have no clue.

Luo Xiu carefully wiped the teardrops hanging from Chan's cheeks, and kissed his forehead lightly, without bothering to move his eyelids.

Seeing his reaction like this, one of Yixi's nerves suddenly tightened, and the whole person miraculously "swished" and calmed down.

He knew that he didn't need to argue hard anymore, and there was no need for that.

No matter what he said, no matter whether it had anything to do with him or not; Luo Xiu didn't care at all.

Since superfluous explanations will be regarded as a cover-up, it's better not to waste that lip service; anyway, he won't believe it.You can also keep the little pride you have left.

Sure enough, it was really annoying.

Up to this point, Fang Yixi had mixed feelings... He stood there in a daze, like a stiff fossil.

God said to the world: "I hurt you because I heal you, and punish you because I love you."

"Whatever happened tonight, how it happened; I hope it's really just a misunderstanding..."

Luo Xiu comforted Chen Can for a while, then raised his head: he shot at Yixi with stern eyes, and said coldly.The blunt tone of voice made Yixi's heart ache.

"I......"

Yixi still wanted to say something for herself - inadvertently, she raised her eyes and met Can's gaze abruptly: a subtle, treacherous sneer escaped from the grief-stricken sorrow; it seemed to be a demonstration, and it seemed to be a mockery.

He was hit straight to the bottom by this flash of laughter - he swallowed back the words he wanted to say.You can't be boring yourself anymore, it will only make people more annoying, so keep silent.

Can, he did it, he cut off Luo Xiu's only bit of reluctance and intolerance towards him.It turned out that this was his purpose, the main reason why he let himself stay tonight.

In a dramatic drama with a bizarre plot, in the end, it was him who did the drama.

Thinking of this, a sour and indifferent smile appeared on his face instead.

Fang Yixi's self-defeating smile caused Luo Xiu's viscera to swell for no reason - it seemed that someone was holding a heart, holding a stick, and stabbing randomly; it was indescribably uncomfortable , irritated sore eye sockets.

Something that made the mood empty and free to fall—was deliberately ignored again.

"build?......"

Chen Can rolled his black eyes and pulled the corner of Luo Xiu's pajamas.

"What?" Luo Xiu returned to his senses in a daze.

Chan pursed her lips and whispered, "I don't want to sleep alone..."

"I won't let you sleep alone, no..."

Luo Xiu's deep voice spoke passionately in Chan's ear.Like strings flicking lightly, like wind chimes at the bottom of the eaves.

"Well... take me back to the room. I'm so tired..."

Chen Can was wrapped in a quilt and nestled wearily in Luo Xiu's arms; his arms were wrapped around his neck, quiet and well-behaved.

After hearing this, Luo Xiu hugged him tightly as if hearing an imperial decree, and walked out.

Yixi still maintained a dumbfounded standing posture, his heart was like a ruined wall, a piece of rubble.Anyway, I couldn't find half the strength to move my body.

Once upon a time, that embrace belonged to him.Even if the time is pitifully short.

Even though he was tortured to death by the other party at that time, for the warmth of this embrace, he craves a moment of tenderness without regret.Whether it's covered in bruises or bloody, I always remember that I was treated tenderly.

Although sometimes, it hurts too much.

"rest early......"

When he walked out of the guest room, Luo Xiu said a word to him lightly.

They left, left this embarrassing room, and returned to their bedroom.

Yes, here now, he is a guest.

Fang Yixi, it is impossible to sleep anymore.After such a thing happened, how could he still have face and continue to stay in this house?At this time, in this house, he is the Great Sage Equaling Heaven who entered the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, suffering every minute and every second.

On the wall watch, the hour hand points to two o'clock in the morning.

Autumn is over, and early winter is approaching, and the nights in this season are very long.In another four hours, though, the sky will be dimly lit.

Fang Yixi returned to the room and got dressed.In a thin cotton windbreaker, the collar was tightened; step by step, the steps were heavy, but he walked downstairs without hesitation.

This time, he didn't look back.No matter how difficult the pace was, the piercing pain was gone.

Come quietly, might as well go quietly, even a trace of entanglement cannot be taken away.

After all, they couldn't get together and get together well, and they couldn't help but be half angry and half resentful.