Slave forever

One lamp is like a bean, and half of the room is dim.

Pens, inks, papers and inkstones were laid out on the table one by one, and a corner of the rice paper was pressed by the paperweight. The whole sheet of rice paper took up half of the table, but there were only two big characters on it, Huzhou, whose ink was still wet.The strength of the pen is strong, and each stroke is like a kite flying into the sky, about to break through the paper.

The smell of new ink fills the room, the dark fragrance floats, and the night outside is just right.

The bed is turned red, and the spring is strong.

Chu Yue lay on the bed, his clothes were half off, revealing a large piece of bare skin on his back, and buried his face in the pillow, only his body rising and falling with breathing proved that he was awake.

Yan Huaifeng kissed Chu Yue's shoulder, left the kisses on his back one by one, and pulled his arm to kiss.There were seven or eight wounds on Chu Yue's wrist. Although they had healed, the scars did not recede. It looked a bit hideous.

Yan Huaifeng remembered that after he was poisoned by Fushengmeng, he secretly drew it out by himself in order not to make himself unconscious.

He pressed his lips together and kissed them gently. The newborn skin was particularly sensitive and could not withstand such teasing. Yan Huaifeng immediately felt Chu Yue tremble slightly under him.

He thought it was funny, not only didn't let go of his hand, but grabbed his wrist, stuck out his tongue and licked it repeatedly, which made Chu Yue tremble again and again, Yan Huaifeng laughed softly, and pushed Chu Yue away with his fingers The long hair scattered all over the pillow revealed a small section of smooth neck.

Yan Huaifeng stretched out two fingers and pinched the back of Chu Yue's neck. He probably felt that the hand felt good, so he raised and lowered his hands very restlessly.The last time I was in the water, it was hazy and not very clear, but now I can see everything at a glance.

Chu Yue's skin was originally very good, but he could always see large and small scars, knives, swords, hidden weapons, and all kinds of scars that he couldn't even tell what caused them. Some of them looked very old. Probably the years of injury have been long, but some are still very new.

These scars are uneven all over his body. They should not be good-looking, but they have a fierce sex appeal and a strange beauty, like evil flowers blooming in the darkness.

Yan Huaifeng stroked those scars one by one with his fingertips, and suddenly realized that the taciturn young man who had been following him was not a gentle and harmless person. Not a cruel pet.

His forbearance, concession, and tolerance are only because he is Yan Huaifeng.However, this is what Yan Huaifeng is most puzzled about. Why does Chu Yue have to be loyal to him? What is there for him to follow? He can't give anything now.

If Chu Yue stayed at Shengmen, he would undoubtedly have a higher status.If Chu Yue left the holy gate by himself, he would be able to live like a fish in water and be free in this bloody arena.Instead of following him with nothing like now, facing disaster at any time.

By the way, he suddenly remembered that when Xiao Chen diagnosed Chu Yue's pulse, he said that the veins in his whole body had been damaged, and he would gradually lose his ability to move in the future.

Chu Yue told Xiao Chen that he accidentally fell into the cold water, but he knew very well that only Ghost Valley has such a millennium cold pool.

He sent Chu Yue to Guigu with one sentence, and never even thought that he came out alive. Normally Chu Yue hated him, but...

Yan Huaifeng twisted Chu Yue's hair with one hand, wrapped it around his arm, watched the strange blend of black and white, approached Chu Yue's ear, and sighed, "A Yue, why did you follow me. I have nothing."

The hot breath brushed past his ears, making Chu Yue's ears turn red, but the meaning of the words made him a little melancholy.Yes, Yan Huaifeng should have everything, he is the proud son of heaven.

Chu Yue moved, turned around with difficulty under Yan Huaifeng, and faced Yan Huaifeng.

This surprised Yan Huaifeng, they rarely looked at each other so seriously in bed.

Chu Yue stared fixedly at Yan Huaifeng, then propped his hands on the bed under him, raised his head, and quickly brushed Yan Huaifeng's lips. It was a comforting kiss, and Chu Yue couldn't think of anything else he could do. , to make Yan Huaifeng happier.

He thought that Yan Huaifeng probably liked him taking the initiative in bed.

"Whatever the young master wants, the subordinates are willing to do it for you. If the young master wants the Holy Gate, or the Central Plains, the subordinates can—"

Yan Huaifeng reached out and touched his lips, as if there was still an aftertaste of the person in front of him, he laughed, put his index finger on Chu Yue's mouth, and said in a low voice: "Shhh - at this time, don't mention the Holy Gate... ..."

The half-wrapped clothes on Chu Yue's body were finally torn clean. Yan Huaifeng finally remembered to make preparations after being scolded by an old doctor.

When he took out the bottle of ointment from under the pillow, Chu Yue wanted to retract himself into the pillow again, but this time he failed and was stopped by Yan Huaifeng.

The other party's expression was unobstructed, causing Chu Yue to involuntarily tense his body nervously. Yan Huaifeng, covered with grease, slowly expanded his territory, and by the way, kissed and kissed Chu Yue's chest, and said viciously: "Ah Yue, your whole body It's all red."

"It's red here." He bit Chu Yue's ear.

"It's also red here." He gnawed at Chu Yue's collarbone.

"Here, uh... more red." Yan Huaifeng threw away the small medicine bottle that was in the way, bent down, lifted Chu Yue's legs, and entered the body of the person below him bit by bit.He deliberately slowed down so that Chu Yue could fully feel his movements.

Chu Yue closed his eyes tightly, and his five fingers tightly grasped the sheet under his body, like grabbing a life-saving straw in the stormy sea, preparing to endure the next storm.

However, Yan Huaifeng did not act immediately, but stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat off Chu Yue's face, lowered his head and kissed him tenderly.

"A Yue, look at me." He said.

Chu Yue suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking at the magnified face in front of him.Yan Huaifeng's eyelashes could almost touch his face, and the other's hair fell down and tangled with his own hair, covering the pillow with messy blue hair, and he could no longer tell each other apart.

Like the vines that grow together, in order to grow to a higher place to bathe in the sun, they intertwine and support each other, looking up at the place where the sky is.

It wasn't the first time he slept with Yan Huaifeng, but he always felt that Yan Huaifeng did this kind of thing with him not only to test his loyalty, but also to vent his desire.Yan Huaifeng is so proud, the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion is not suitable for him, how convenient it is to have him by his side.

So he doesn't care about his feelings.

This was the first time that Yan Huaifeng kissed him. In Chu Yue's heart, this kind of behavior was even more sacred than the bed itself, and it was more like something that lovers would do.But, have a lover?Will Yan Huaifeng have feelings for him?How could they...

Chu Yue didn't remember that this was actually not the first kiss between them.That day in Baidao League, in order to prevent Chu Yue from going mad, Yan Huaifeng had already kissed him.

Seeming to be a little annoyed at Chu Yue's lack of response, Yan Huaifeng bit Chu Yue punitively. Seeing Chu Yue's startled and shy appearance, he was completely different from the usual taciturn man like a shadow.

"Young master..." Chu Yue blinked, Yan Huaifeng's appearance gradually became blurred in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly no matter what, but it became more and more clear in his heart.

Chu Yue suddenly realized that when his emotions were particularly strong, those blank spaces in his mind that were gradually missing would frantically come back.

Yan Huaifeng's tongue didn't leave Chu Yue, but suddenly moved, and with a fierce sprint, Chu Yue's moan was blocked in his mouth.

Chu Yue wrapped himself around Yan Huaifeng's waist subconsciously, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the person on him.He slowly adjusted his breathing, trying to accommodate Yan Huaifeng completely.

Different from complete pain, slowly, Chu Yue began to feel some strange pleasure, which spread from body to soul, which made him tremble uncontrollably.Both body and soul seemed to be having a carnival, completely out of his control.

The heat wave is engulfing.

Low gasps mixed with occasional groans and noises from the bed made the faint light on the table start to swing left and right, and finally it could only be extinguished reluctantly, leaving only the moonlight in the room, through the screen window , according to beautiful like a dream.

I don't know how long it took before everything calmed down.This time, Yan Huaifeng managed to be a little bit measured, and didn't let Chu Yue get hurt again. After cleaning and washing, the two of them wrapped themselves in thin quilts. Yan Huaifeng still hugged Chu Yue, and didn't let him go out to watch the night again.

Although it was summer, the night in Tianzhu City was unexpectedly cool.After a while, there was a thunderstorm. After the rain, the rich fragrance of the grass and the clear and moist smell of the soil filled the air, which was refreshing.

Yan Huaifeng's breathing was shallow and long, and he should have fallen asleep.Chu Yue looked at the face so close in front of him, he didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up the person next to him.

Unlike ordinary long swords, the Huansheng Sword is not more than two feet long, and he hides it under his pillow, always on guard for someone coming, and at the same time brings back the ups and downs of the past like a tide.

The place name on the table was written by Yan Huaifeng after he came back from the market. It is said that Li Yi told Yan Huaifeng inexplicably.He stared at those two words for a long time, but didn't say anything, he just told Chu Yue that they were leaving for this place tomorrow.

There was no news from Xiao Chen, but Yan Huaifeng suddenly decided to go to Huzhou.

Is that Li Yi really reliable?

Chu Yue frowned, but no one knew how Xiao Chen would disclose the news to them. Given the relationship between Li Yi and Xie Yutong, it seemed reasonable for Xiao Chen to let him pass the news, although it seemed too much for the leader of the White Dao to pass the news. A bit arrogant, but Xunzan Pavilion seems to be used to being arrogant.

As soon as the Martial Arts Festival is over, Zhao Wenhu and the others must be impatient to prepare to attack the Holy Gate. They have been coveting that key for a long time, in case something happens to the Holy Gate...

"In the middle of the night, what are you thinking about frowning?" Yan Huaifeng suddenly opened his eyes, reached out and wiped Chu Yue's eyebrows, "I'll talk about everything tomorrow, sleep first."

Yan Huaifeng's eyes were deep and peaceful, which made Chu Yue's anxious mood calm down involuntarily, and let go of all the complicated things in his mind. At least for now, the person he wanted to protect was lying beside him safe and sound.