[Yi Tian Tongren] Do not enter reincarnation

Cheng Kun once thought that when they went back to Guangmingding after going down the mountain this time, Yang Dingtian's gloomy mood might have something to do with what he did when he went down the mountain, but when he went to Fang's house with him again, he listened to Fang's house from beginning to end. After those people discussed with him, they found that their guess seemed to be wrong.

Although the young man of the Fang family seemed to be in a hurry when he was looking for someone, and the things they dealt with afterwards were really important, but when dealing with those things, Yang Dingtian remained calm and calm, as if he had a chance to win, and he couldn't tell at all. The slightest look of worry.Not only that, until he left Fang's house and walked on the way to the inn, he seemed to be in a good mood, even contrary to the gloomy look when we met this time, he seemed smug.

As for the reason for his happiness, Cheng Kun somewhat felt it, but for a while he really couldn't tell what was more in his heart.

When Cheng Kun returned to the inn, it was already another crescent moon on the willow tip.After entering the door, he casually asked the waiter if the guests accompanying him had come back, and when he heard that "Cheng Kun" had returned to the guest room before him, he nodded in satisfaction.

"However, guest officer, your partner seems to be drinking, and I have prepared some hangover soup? Do you think you want to serve it to your partner to sober up?"

Xiaoer's thoughtful reminder made Yang Dingtian raise his eyebrows slightly, and then he nodded in agreement.Cheng Kun also remembered that on the second day after they went down the mountain, he seemed to have indeed gone drinking.At that time he was in a bad mood, and the reason was just because of some youthful thoughts, and then he felt bored until dawn, and returned to Guangmingding with Yang Dingtian on the third day.

At the beginning, he wondered that he didn't feel a headache when he got up early in the morning after being drunk. He only thought that the wine in the Western Regions was different from that in the Central Plains. It turned out that this person had prepared the hangover soup.

Watching Yang Dingtian take the hangover soup from Xiao Er and bring it upstairs, Cheng Kun slowly floated behind him, thinking about the things he had done in the past, and thinking about Yang Dingtian's words and deeds at this time. She threw the winking eyes at the blind man—he lived for more than 70 years in his previous life, and he never thought that Yang Dingtian would think so much about him.

If it is said that Cheng Kun has not known what kind of feelings Yang Dingtian has for him until now, then he has really lived for more than seventy years in vain.During this period of time, he looked all the way in the mirror, Yang Dingtian never showed the slightest interest in his junior sister, instead he focused on "him" from the beginning to the end.From the disbelief at the beginning to what he saw with his own eyes, no matter how absurd he was, he could no longer convince himself that Yang Dingtian's concerns were pure feelings between brothers and sisters.

Hey, how ridiculous, such a past happened to him, and he never noticed it!

The room they lived in was located on the second floor of the inn. Yang Dingtian tiptoed to push the door in, and when he opened the door, he heard light snoring from inside.He smiled, closed the door carefully, put the hangover soup on the table, and then walked to Cheng Kun's bed and looked around. Sure enough, he saw a young man in disheveled clothes lying on the bed in a very uncomfortable position. It must have been caused by such an uncomfortable sleeping position.

"You smell like alcohol, you brat!" Yang Dingtian shook his head, reached out and pushed the young man's shoulder: "Xiao Kun? Wake up! Wake up and drink some hangover soup, take off your clothes before going to sleep!"

What responded to him was the interrupted snoring of the young man, and the dispensable movement of his shoulders—not so much waking up, but subconsciously moving away from the source of disturbance in his sleep.

Yang Dingtian persistently called out several times, but unfortunately the other party was drunk and sound asleep, and had no intention of waking up.In desperation, he had no choice but to shake his head, barely picked up the other person's body, let him stay away from that uncomfortable position and leaned against the head of the bed, then picked up the bowl of hangover soup and walked back to the bed, sat on one side and let Cheng Kun lean on him On his shoulder, he used his right hand to barely fix the opponent's frizzy head, which was powerless and wobbly.

Perhaps because Xiaoye was used to it and never paid attention to appearance, Cheng Kun's hair was a little frizzy, even if he combed it into a bun, there would always be a few strands sticking out.He didn't take off his headband when he slept before, it was already a bit messy, but now when he rubbed against Yang Dingtian's shoulders and chest, he rubbed it into a chicken coop, and the few strands of hair sticking out were tied up from time to time. Yang Dingtian's neck and cheeks were itchy, and the other party couldn't stop laughing.

"Look at your frizzy head! Lie down and don't move!" Half pampering and half talking to himself, Yang Dingtian finally fixed the young man's head and put him in a slightly upward position. Then he took the hangover soup in the other hand and fed him bit by bit.Fortunately, although the young man was very drunk at this time, he still knew how to swallow the liquid from his lips reflexively. After feeding most of the bowl of hangover soup, only a small amount spilled on the front of his clothes.

Cheng Kun frowned and looked at the scene in front of him. The too warm scene made him wander uncomfortably. He stubbornly fixed his eyes on "my" skirt, looking at the crumpled clothes. Because the yellowish-brown liquid looked even worse, he couldn't help curling his lips and complaining: He never knew that he was so embarrassed when he was young, and he was even seen clearly by this person.

In fact, he knew in his heart that what he really wanted to complain about was not the dress, nor his embarrassment at the moment, but the atmosphere he couldn't adapt to.

After feeding the soup, Yang Dingtian didn't let the young man lie down, but threw the empty bowl on the table, and then supported the young man's shoulders and stretched out his hand to untie his belt.Cheng Kun watched helplessly that the clothes that he had almost made a hole in before were gradually taken off in the hands of the man, and suddenly felt his old face twitch, thinking confusedly, should he turn around at this time because of "do not look at evil", or should he turn around? Angry because of the other party's behavior that violated the rules?

It's a pity that the mood at this time is too chaotic to be summed up in a simple point. Cheng Kun watched with a twitching face as Yang Dingtian untied the young man's clothes, put them aside, and pulled the quilt to cover him up. Before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, Yang Dingtian reached out and touched the corner of the young man's lips——

Wipe off any spilled soup there.

Even if it was himself who was "taken advantage of", Cheng Kun couldn't help but sincerely despise Yang Dingtian's overly innocent behavior at this time—well, this person has always been polite in this respect, and he vaguely remembers his junior sister I once complained to him about this...Looking at the other party's actions, Cheng Kun really didn't know whether he was lucky or disappointed at the moment.

But these thoughts only stayed in my mind for a moment, and then, the act of wiping the concoction changed majestically, the fingers rubbing the corners of the lips became bolder because the young man was still drunk, and gradually drew the outline of the surroundings, Then the man tilted his head to stare at him, and called out "Xiao Kun" in a low voice.

The young man lying on his back felt a little uncomfortable because of the itching on his lips at this time, so he opened his eyes reluctantly, looked at the person in front of him and muttered "Yang Dingtian...", and then closed his eyes again.But it was just such a humble name that made Yang Dingtian's whole body stiffen. He looked at the young man with obvious deep eyes, and he almost sighed: "Little idiot, you are so drunk because of me... ?"

The young man seemed to have heard this sentence, and made a dispensable "uh", Yang Dingtian became even more excited, and suddenly withdrew his finger that was rubbing on the other's lips, bent down and—

Cheng Kun closed his eyes abruptly, unable to comprehend what it felt like to hit his whole body at this moment.He shivered violently, if he hadn't become a ghost and couldn't breathe, he might have suffocated on the spot.

Yangdingtian!You actually - really...

When he opened his eyes again, not only did the scene in front of him not end, but it became more extreme.The young man under him was only wearing a snow-white undershirt, and Yang Dingtian had ripped off the front of the jacket at this moment.Grinding and overlapping from the corners of the lips downwards, gradually crossing the boundary, and slowly attacking towards the shoulders——Looking at the dark traces branded on the young man's skin, Cheng Kun actually had time to think at this time, what he had done to his body back then He didn't notice the sudden traces, and even thought it was a mosquito bite... Maybe he was the one who was innocent enough to be ashamed when he was young.

The fire on the bed burned more and more, and gradually became a prairie fire. The person who had been despised as innocent before had changed his gentle appearance and became very aggressive—Cheng Kun felt that he should yell at him at this time. After all, no one in this world would be as tragic as him, who had to watch his former love rival flirt with frivolity while he was drunk, and he couldn't do anything to stop him.

Such a scene was absurd and inexplicably eye-catching. Cheng Kun could have just walked away. Although he couldn't stop it, he could choose to turn around and leave without seeing it.But at this moment, he seemed to be possessed by a demon, and he could only stare at the two people on the bed. For a moment, he even felt as if he had turned into a young man lying on the bed, letting the person on him kiss, caress, and even feel drowsy. Aggression... This fire easily involved his consciousness, real and provocative.

Yang Dingtian's movements became more and more presumptuous, from just kissing at the beginning to stroking through the skirt of his clothes, and finally boldly pushed aside the quilt that he had pulled over with his own hands before turning over on the young man's body, and also lifted his belt down.And all of this, the young man who was still in his drunken dream didn't know it at all, he just groaned subconsciously because of the other party's presumptuous behavior.Those unconscious overflowing voices obviously encouraged the person above him even more—it has undoubtedly become a vicious circle.

Cheng Kun stared blankly at Yang Dingtian's expression at this time, focused and serious: He had never discovered that Yang Dingtian had such an attractive side, and the always meticulous human emotions were often more intense when moved, but this time That person's focused and satisfied expression at that time was simply terribly attractive to him.

It turned out that Yang Dingtian also showed such an expression, and it was because of Cheng Kun!

At this moment, he completely ignored Yang Dingtian's act of taking advantage of others' danger, and his heart and eyes were full of the gentle gaze of the other party when he looked at the young man.Once upon a time, he completely left these gazes behind him, completely unaware of what he missed, and now he has become a ghost to see it with his own eyes, but all of this is in the past, and it no longer belongs to him.

Cheng Kun suddenly groaned and pressed his old face, feeling unspeakably bitter.And the two people on the bed both groaned when they were emotionally moved, his whole body trembled violently, he couldn't face the scene in front of him due to his complicated psychology, he could only press his face tightly and close it tightly. eyes.

And at this moment, he heard the words whispered by the two people on the bed: "Xiao Kun..."

"Master...sister..."

For a moment, the only two people who were awake, one person and one ghost, felt like being struck by thunder.