After joining Hades

There was a sudden darkness in front of me, only the cold blazing light of the street lamps outside the courtyard, through the undrawn curtains, sprinkled loosely on the window sill, on the ground, and finally fell on the end of the bed.

Wen Bai only felt that it was too close.

Lu Zheng's breathing was too close, and his breath was too close, almost rushing to his side uncontrollably.

It seemed that the drunkenness that had faded before had returned, and it made him a little dizzy.

He even felt more burnt than when he first drank the peach wine, which made his fingertips tingle.

"It's too dark." Wen Bai tried his best to make his voice calm and not so distracted, but it took a little effort to say these three words, and finally fell between his lips and teeth.

This distance is actually not much closer than the previous neck hug, but there are obviously more things.

In addition, in this darkness, all senses are mobilized, and all perceptions seem to be magnified countless times, wrapping around every corner of the body.

"Can't you turn on the light?" Wen Bai turned his head slightly.

Lu Zheng's voice was hoarse: "Turn on the light, I'm afraid you will be more nervous."

"Because you kept your eyes closed just now."

As he spoke, Lu Zheng touched Wen Bai's eyelashes.

The warm white eyelashes trembled slightly, making Lu Zheng's fingertips a little itchy.

"...Is there?" Wen Bai was taken aback.

I probably haven't woken up yet, the alcohol is still there.

Otherwise, why would he feel that he just saw every expression and movement of Lu Zheng clearly?

But Lu Zheng said that he had kept his eyes closed just now.

"Is this bedside lamp uncomfortable?" Lu Zheng knew that the person in his arms was nervous, so nervous that he closed his eyes tightly but didn't know it.

When I said the phrase "too dark", there was still a slight shudder.

Wen Bai was a little flustered, he didn't think too much about Lu Zheng's words, he nodded indiscriminately: "Yeah."

But he already figured it out in his heart.

It's not the lamp's problem, it's his problem.

It's not that the light is uncomfortable, it's just that I don't dare to look at him suddenly, that's all.

Wen Bai thought he hid it well.

Lu Zheng put his hands on the side of Wen Bai's pillow, and propped himself up without any trace.

He stretched out his hand, and put his palm against the forehead of Wen Bai, carefully stroking his forehead, again and again.

Different from the previous entangled breathing, this time the touching has a soothing meaning.

Wen Bai slowly calmed down and opened his eyes.

With the moonlight, he could only see the outline of Lu Zheng.

But Wen Bai knew that Lu Zheng was looking at him.

"Afraid?" Lu Zheng said.

Completely different from his gentle movements, Lu Zheng's voice was too hoarse.

Wen Bai's heart skipped a beat.

Just as Lu Zheng could feel that he was a little scared, he could also feel Lu Zheng's restraint.

It's just that at the beginning, he thought that Lu Zheng had restrained himself very well, just like the hand on his forehead now.

There is only appeasement, not a trace of charm.

But the voice couldn't be hidden.

Wen Bai told the truth: "A little bit."

I haven't learned this kind of thing...no one taught him.

Lu Zheng was silent for a moment.

After a long time, he said, "Then wait."

After saying this, Lu Zheng braced himself and was about to get up, but Wen Bai pulled the collar and led him down again: "I'm not afraid of you, but I'm a little afraid of that, that kind of thing."

"I know," Lu Zheng kissed his forehead lightly, "so I said wait."

Wen Bai blinked.

For some reason, all the tension disappeared strangely at this moment.

"So you want to?" he asked softly.

Lu Zheng didn't expect Wen Bai to ask this suddenly, so he paused for a moment.

This moment of pause gave Wen Bai the answer.

He took a deep breath: "Come on then."

Lu Zheng was dumbfounded by his boyfriend's sudden "seeing death as home".

With a wave of his hand, he lit a candle on the windowsill a few steps away from them.

The firelight was very soft, reflecting the silhouettes of the two on the wall beside them.

The candlelight was not bright, but it carried an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Lu Zheng looked at the person in his arms.

What happened today was indeed not in the plan.

It's normal for him to be nervous or scared.

Normal is normal, but Lu Zheng doesn't want to do that kind of thing when this person is nervous and scared.

Lu Zheng didn't break free, maintained this posture, and said, "You're not ready yet."

Wen Bai looked at him and blinked.

Lu Zheng's heart sank: "We still have a lot of time, wait for you to get ready."

His voice didn't recover a bit, and it even seemed a little lower because it was a little coaxing.

Wen Bai suddenly smiled: "Give me a few days, weeks, or months for that kind of thing, and I might not be ready."

Lu Zheng didn't speak, but sighed in his heart.

He also wants to clear his mind, but he is not a saint, stopping at the last moment is already his limit.

No matter how much, he couldn't control it.

But after all, nothing is more important than him.

As soon as the word "good" came to his throat, Lu Zheng heard Wen Bai say the next sentence: "But if that person is you, it's fine."

"It's fine now," Wen Bai closed his eyes, "it's fine in the future, too."

Lu Zheng's neckline was wrinkled by Wen Bai.

His eyes sank, he didn't think about it this time, he leaned forward and kissed her instinctively.

This kiss was stronger than ever.

At the moment when the temperature in the room was gradually rising, Wen Bai suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly pushed Lu Zheng: "Wait, where is Yuan Yuan?"

Lu Zheng: "..."

Lu Zheng was angry and funny.

At this time, what I was thinking about was actually Little Fatty Lamp.

Not even a son.

"In the painting." After throwing out the answer casually, Lu Zheng bit Wen Bai's shoulder unhappily.

Wen Bai snorted, stretched out his hand and pushed him again: "No, I'm afraid that he won't find us later and will come here."

My son can walk through walls.

Lu Zheng propped up his hands and took a deep look at Wen Bai.

If it wasn't for the innocent look in this man's eyes, he even felt that he was deliberately torturing him.

Lu Zheng raised his hand and cast a barrier.

A golden light with black air swept across the room.

"I can't get in now." Lu Zheng said.

Just as Wen Bai was about to ask what the golden light was, a gust of wind had already swept across the window sill, just igniting the candle.

All Wen Bai's unspoken words were swallowed up in the darkness.

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Suzaku and Di Ting downstairs sensed the moment of Lu Zheng's enchantment, raised their heads at the same time, and glanced at the position on the second floor.

"My lord?" Zhong Shining, who was holding a fruit plate at the side, was taken aback. Following their gaze, he glanced over there, "Is something wrong, my lord? Or is someone here?"

Why did you suddenly turn your head away without saying hello? It was scary.

Ting Ting paused, then looked away: "It's okay, you can go to work."

Zhong Shining felt a little strange, but couldn't explain it, and finally let out an "oh" and ran away.

It was just that when he was running out of the yard, he turned his head and took another look.

But listening to the direction they were looking at was rather vague, and Zhong Shining didn't notice the location of the second floor.

Only Suzaku choked suddenly.

Just now Zhong Shining ran past, but he didn't show anything. He waited for someone to run out before looking up to confirm.

"Am I not mistaken, the enchantment was created by Lu Zheng?"

Di Ting didn't answer, defaulting.

Suzaku leaned on, and said with a low voice: "How many years has Lu Zheng not been under this enchantment?! Who is he trying to guard against?"

He thought for a while.

"I'm the only guest in this underworld," Suzaku hissed, "Didn't you want to guard against me?"

Di Ting glanced at him: "What kind of guest are you?"

Suzaku: "..."

Di Ting: "And in case you don't need this thing."

Suzaku: "..."

fuck you.

Di Ting was thinking about the enchantment in his heart, but ignored Suzaku beside him.

On the second floor, only Wen Bai, Lu Zheng and Xiao Deng walked around on weekdays. There was no restriction, but the errands dared not go up easily.

This time he also omitted the restriction, and directly placed the enchantment, who can imagine it.

Di Ting opened the window and called Zhong Shining over.

Zhong Shining stood outside the window: "What's wrong, my lord?"

Ting Di: "Where's Yuan Yuan? Why didn't I see it?"

"Awei just came over from the boss's office. When he came back, Yuan Yuan was playing with the little paper figurine in the picture of the morning glory. It looks like he hasn't come out yet. If he comes out, Hualing will tell you in advance."

Zhong Shining looked at Suzaku and waved his hand, "Master Suzaku, your son should be there."

Suzaku said "hmm", "I know, I just sent it over this morning."

In the past few days, the errands are also used to Suzaku sending the egg cubs to the old scalper in the morning, and the kindergarten parents who pick them up at night will operate.

If Di Ting hadn't threatened him that the child would be adopted by the scalper after a long time, Suzaku might have entrusted the child out.

After Suzaku finished speaking, he realized something.

Di Ting should not ask where Lu Zheng's son is for no reason.

Since you asked, there must be something wrong.

What were they talking about before Di Ting asked this little errand to ask about Lu Zheng's son?

Seems to be……

"You mean that Lu Zheng's barrier is used to protect his son???" Suzaku asked with question marks all over his head.

Di Ting took a cup of tea that Zhong Shining handed over from the window sill, and took a sip: "The errand won't go up to the second floor, only Yuan Yuan."

"No, that little fat lamp can't speak very well, so just guard against it. Lu Zheng still needs to cast this kind of enchantment? You don't even need to guard against me..." Before Suzaku could finish speaking, Di Ting glanced at him.

With an idiot look.

All of Suzaku's words were successfully swept away by this glance.

Suzaku: "..."

Suzaku suddenly remembered something and gave a dry cough.

He was only thinking about the power of Lu Zheng's enchantment, and almost forgot that this lamp was Lu Zheng's cub.

The breath is not the same as Lu Zheng's, and ordinary barriers really can't prevent it.

"You didn't mention this, I really didn't expect it," Suzaku said, "According to this, to break Lu Zheng's barrier, maybe that little fat lamp would be easier than us?"

Di Ting wondered what Suzaku was thinking every day.

But not rude.

For people like them, bloodline inheritance is indeed the most advantageous thing.

"Before thinking about other people's sons, think about your own son," Di Ting said calmly, "Hua Ling told me that your son has recently started to meow like a cow."

Suzaku: "..."

Di Ting: "Also, it's you, don't take me with you."

What does it mean to be more relaxed than us.

He never thought that he would seek guilt to break Lu Zheng's enchantment.

Suzaku: "I just think about it casually."

Refocusing on the second floor, Suzaku folded his hands, leaned against the wall, and glanced upstairs.

Di Ting warned him: "Be safe."

Suzaku: "I know."

He needs to prevent his son's enchantment, he thinks and knows what it probably does.

As an experienced person, he didn't think it was strange, and he didn't have such a hobby of doing bad things and doing good things.

"However," Suzaku dragged his voice, and casually pointed to the servants who were busy outside the yard, "The meal is almost ready, are you sure the servants won't look for the two of them later?"

"It's okay for Lu Zheng, most of the things outside are arranged by Wen Bai, so he can't justify it."

You won't know until you get it.

Di Ting glanced at the time: "It's still early."

Suzaku, who came here: "The main reason is that Lu Zheng is too anxious."

Listen to: "..."

"But I can understand that when Lu Zheng's old house burns down, it needs to be burned clean. Back then, I..."

Di Ting stiffened his hand holding the teacup: "Who caused this?"

Suzaku looked at Di Ting's eyes and pointed to himself: "Me?"

"What's the matter with me?"

Di Ting didn't even bother to listen: "Who brought down the flat peach wine?"

Suzaku: "..."

"I asked, and Wen Bai just took a sip." Suzaku touched his nose guiltily, "It will be gone in a few hours, isn't there still Lu Zheng here, the spiritual power is dredging, it doesn't take an hour .”

The more Suzaku thought about it, the more he felt wronged: "I think it's mainly Lu Zheng's problem."

Listen to: "..."