my lord baby

"Hmmm...ah" holding onto the wall and spat out a mouthful of black blood, Ouyang Lie slowly slid against the wall and sat on the ground, with his right hand tightly pressing on his chest that was scratched by the strange bird.

Thinking of the scene of Zhongli feeding blood, thinking of that guy kissing him so tenderly, his hands turned white, and killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Can't you tolerate it? But you have lost the qualification to stand beside him, can't you and him only be enemies?" He raised the corner of his mouth coldly.

"That arrow has cut off all the bonds between you and him, but why does it feel so painful here?" Pressing his hand on his chest, "this place feels so painful." The sad eyes never appeared in Ouyang Lie's eyes.

"Because you never intend to let him go from the beginning to the end, young master, since you can't let go, why don't you fight for it?" The scholar-like man walked to Ouyang Lie and said seriously.

The young master has always lived only for hatred, not the expression that a living person should have, but the eyes that a dead person should have. But in the past two years, the young master has become angry, he has learned to be gentle, and his eyes are no longer cold. , everyone knows that boy changed him. . .And he also changed for that boy. . .He fell in love with the boy.

"You talk too much." Covering the sadness in his eyes, he looked at the people beside him coldly.

"Not much, just right." Bending down, he took out a pill and handed it to Ouyang Lie, "It will be much better if you take it."

Without speaking or taking the medicine, he stood up bravely.

"Young master, there is no need to abuse yourself because of self-blame, because if you do this, you can't change the arrow you shot and replace it with someone else." There was too much helplessness on the handsome face of the scholar man.

Ouyang Lie, who was being talked about, raised his eyebrows and looked at the speaker, "Today, you really talk a lot" with a murderous look.

Seen by Ouyang Lie, the man did not back down, but smiled slightly, "It's been 15 years, how many more 15 years do you have to waste, since you love him, you should take him under your wing and protect him well, shouldn't Push him into someone else's arms." As soon as he finished speaking, he was hit on the chest firmly with a palm, and his blood surged up, but he still held back and swallowed.

"People who talk a lot... Usually they don't live long, let's not be an example." The cold tone sounded like a messenger from hell, a terrifying Shura.

Looking at the staggering black figure, the man smiled wryly, "It's obvious that I love you to the core, why? Sure enough, hatred is greater than everything?"

"The grievances of more than 20 years can't be solved by you with a single sentence. It seems that what you said in Dongri is true. The young master is really in trouble." A handsome but shrewd man came out.

"Oh, if there is no such grievance, then the little prince is really suitable for the young master, don't you think so, Beichen?" Dong Ri took out his fan and fanned it faintly.

"One is as cold as ice, hard but domineering, the other is as gentle as water, soft and exquisite, but you just forgot about the other person" and took a few steps forward "A man who is passionate like the wind, fickle but focused"

"That's right, then Zhongli is the young master's future rival in love, no, it should be said that it has been since the moment the two first met." Dong Ri raised the corner of his mouth.

"But the young master still has to bear a vengeance, what you hope may be just your own fantasy." Bei Chen squinted his eyes and mercilessly dismissed Dong Ri's thoughts.

The hatred of more than 20 years cannot be stopped for a relationship.

"Let's take a gamble." Dong Ri's smile became brighter and brighter.

The young master's eyes are not deceiving, and. . .His tenderness was only given to one person.

"What are the benefits?" Bei Chen looked at the smiling Dong Ri and suddenly became interested.

"The loser will listen to the winner for ten days, how about it?" Dong Ri smiled.

"Okay, it's a deal." The two looked at each other, each with their own concerns.

Lying on the wide bed was a jade-like person, whose long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings from time to time, and was suddenly moved by the fingers held by another person next to him.

The person lying beside the bed woke up immediately, and then carefully looked at the fragile face.

At this time, the long butterfly wings slowly spread. . .A pair of watery and confused eyes were revealed.