long drift

Yan Qingzhou was very kind to him, so good that Lin Qiu couldn't take his eyes off this handsome and gentle young man.

He suddenly didn't want to leave, and a vicious thought filled his heart. No one would know that the dove is occupying the magpie's nest.

But he never stopped searching for that person's soul. Eight years later, he finally found the record of the spotlight from an ancient book.

Then he found a lamp with blue light in the master's secret room, he walked over, and before he could move, he heard Yan Qingzhou's voice behind him, indifferent, even with a hint of murderous intent: "What are you doing? "

He paused, and an ominous premonition floated in his heart for a moment. Before he could answer, Yan Qingzhou said coldly, "Why don't you dare to say it!?"

With the long sword out of its sheath, Yan Qingzhou said softly: "I thought you were a sensible person and wouldn't think about things that don't belong to you."

Don't Lin Qiu stand still, Yan Qingzhou's sword cut blood on his neck.

He said: "You really defiled my brother's body—"

Is that so?I thought we hit it off...

For eight full years... You never doubted or questioned me, and made me think something I shouldn't have, but you felt that I didn't know what to do.

"I don't want my senior brother to lie lifeless on the bed and not know when he will wake up.

Until the world has forgotten him, you are not allowed to pretend and act poorly-do you think I didn't want to kill you when you just woke up! ? "

Is that so?You hate me so much, you hate me so much, you can bear the disgust because of him...

Eight years of companionship, fish and water together... It's really hard work for you...

Yan Qingzhou seemed to have calmed down his anger, and regained the stern look in the eyes of outsiders. After the gentle disguise was torn apart, he was cold and scary: "If you are obedient, I will spare your life."

Looking at Lin Qiubie's blank expression, Yan Qingzhou suddenly became violent again: "The evil devil heretics steals people's meat, you don't regret your death, why are you unwilling!? If I tell this matter, what do you think you will do? What's the end!?"

Lin Qiubie took a few steps back, closed his eyes, and said hoarsely, "I know, I will...you...don't worry."