Human evil

"Du Ziteng, do you dare to let me sleep in your arms all night?"

"Don't dare!" I didn't expect Du Ziteng to answer so quickly and quite resolutely. Yi Tuju blinked, and it took a while to react, and asked:

"Are you afraid that you can't control yourself and shoot at me?"

Immediately, seeing Du Ziteng's extremely bright smile, revealing his white teeth, Yi Tuanju thought how could this guy have such a good smile?

"I'm afraid of being eaten by you. Besides, you are a man, and I am also a man."

There are so many things to talk about, it seems that a cluster of chrysanthemums is a dizzy wolf.A cluster of chrysanthemums approached him slowly without rushing, grasping the long sword at his waist, the look of lowered eyes is very thought-provoking, what does he want to do?

"Could it be that the person below is not a man?"

As he spoke, he pushed aside the tiles, and the dim light shot out from the hole and shone on his face.

Du Ziteng was obviously taken aback, grabbed his hand, and said with a smile, "What the hell are you thinking?"

A cluster of chrysanthemums looked at him with all sorts of temptations hidden in it, but they were always beaten back by Du Ziteng's lukewarm and friendly smile, "I'll ask again, let me sleep in my arms overnight." , do you dare?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked behind him, because that inexplicable gaze shot out from a certain corner again, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.Presumably, Du Ziteng also noticed this kind of gaze, and looked at him with his chin up. There was nothing in the quiet night, but the murderous aura was so strong and flamboyant...

From this cluster of chrysanthemums, one could tell that it wasn't Du Ziteng looking at him like that just now, but someone else.Is it really night?Did he really chase out like this regardless of his nakedness?

Suddenly he felt something was wrong, he subconsciously glanced at the hole under his feet, not sure if it was an illusion, but he saw Yao Shiren in the mist making a gesture of turning his head...

The two of them didn't speak, and they were silent until the murderous aura faded away. A cluster of chrysanthemums was thinking, but his body did not neglect. He grabbed Du Ziteng's lapel, eager to know the answer: "Dare or not?"

"I really don't dare." Du Ziteng smiled, shook his head, and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but very consciously closed the tiles that had been pushed aside by a bunch of chrysanthemums, "I advise you not to hit him oh."

"He? Heh...Of course." Yi Tuju's laughter made Du Ziteng tremble, suddenly feeling that something happened.

Actually, a bunch of chrysanthemums didn't confirm that Du Ziteng had that kind of affection for Yao Yaren, but when he heard his words, he became angry for no reason, and he was naturally unhappy.

"Du Ziteng, you must regret it."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly hugged Du Ziteng's neck tightly, through the mask, but still blocked his lips against the other's lips, and then stepped on him hard, the tiles shattered, the eaves collapsed, and the two of them fell straight down...

With a sound of "wow", the two of them fell into the bath overflowing with the fragrance of flowers.

"Ah! There are thorns, thorns... eh?"

Yao Shiren's panicked voice came, but then he shut his mouth honestly, looked at the two people who embraced each other in surprise and horror, and those two lips that were tightly attached to each other, and immediately became angry: "What are you doing!"

A cluster of chrysanthemums let go of Du Ziteng, held Du Ziteng's hand with a smirk, and cast a disdainful sideways glance at Yao Yaren. He saw the emperor leaning against the edge of the bath with his body naked, his long hair like a waterfall sprinkled in the pool, white and tender. The skin is dyed with a hazy color by the mist, which is very imaginative.

"Oh, I accidentally fell down." He exclaimed in an innocent voice, and hugged Du Ziteng tightly "in fear", not wanting that Du Ziteng would mercilessly break his hand away, grab his wrist fiercely, and even It made him feel pain, he frowned and looked at the other person's eyes, and was very hurt to find that the other person didn't look at him at all, but at that idiot emperor...

"Master, you said you won't catch this guy, but he came to peek at you taking a bath, so it's a different crime, right?" Seeing his unruffled appearance, Yi Tuju narrowed her eyes, "Master, you continue, I Take him to the dungeon and wait..."

"Du Ziteng, are you really heartless!" A bunch of chrysanthemums were on fire, and they wanted to twist the hand that was holding his hand, but it was counterproductive. He didn't know until now that Du Ziteng's strength was several times stronger than his own. No matter whether it was a one-handed grab or two-handed brute force, he couldn't push Du Ziteng away, and even because of such resistance, the other party grabbed him even tighter, and there was no friendliness in those smiling eyes. , only a trace of coldness and anger.

"A bunch of chrysanthemums, you're under arrest." Du Ziteng changed from the bright sunshine in the past, and waved his hand to pick off a bunch of chrysanthemums' mask, but at this moment, he only heard: "Slow down!"

The hand stopped at a short distance, quite skillful.

"Let go." Yao Shiren commanded.

A bunch of chrysanthemums looked in surprise, because he felt that such a majestic voice came from Yao Shiren's mouth, which was very strange, and what he saw was Yao Shiren stepping out of the bathing pool very gracefully and gracefully, putting the golden bathrobe on Put it on slowly.

Perhaps it was because this action was too leisurely and did not match the voice. Du Ziteng was a little dazed, his hands were still tightly clutching a bunch of chrysanthemums, but his eyes were a little blurred.

Yao Shiren lifted up his long hair, and tied it with a ribbon on the side. His slightly angry eyes swept over him, and he opened his mouth again: "I tell you to let go, General Du."

Only then did Du Ziteng wake up like a dream, and he opened his palm mechanically to free a bunch of chrysanthemums.

It's not that Yi Tuju doesn't want to say something, but that he doesn't know how to describe his feelings at all. Yao Shiren, the guy who can only hug him and yell "kiss, hug", now has an unbearable expression. Is the defiant gesture caused by the mist, making him feel that this guy is shrouded in a majestic halo?

It must be so.

He blinked, his eyes full of disbelief.

Du Ziteng walked out of the bath, shook the water droplets on his body, scratched his head and asked in puzzlement: "Master, why are you so tolerant to him? You told me to catch him the day before yesterday..."

"Shut up, General Du, step back, I have my own plan." Yao Shiren stared at him coldly, and a single sentence made him speechless. Who made him the emperor? Would others dare to disobey what he said?That's called resisting the decree, and it's about copying and beheading the whole family.

Du Ziteng glanced at his mouth, as if helpless, but Yi Tuju still saw the unhappiness in his eyes, was it because Yao Yaren tolerated him and made him unhappy?Or is it unpleasant because Yao Yeren is so indifferent to him?This is worth pondering.

He saw Du Ziteng turn around and leave, and hurriedly followed him out of the bath, he didn't want Yao Shiren to suddenly appear in front of him, block the way, and cover Du Ziteng's figure behind him.

He frowned in annoyance, and didn't look at Yao Shiren, he just went around him and wanted to catch up with Du Ziteng, who knows, Yao Shiren didn't know what kind of madness, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him back when he didn't expect it .

Taohua stared, and his tone was extremely indifferent: "Hmph, emperor, you told the general not to arrest me, but you held me tight. You don't have jokes, do you understand?"

What surprised him even more was that Yao Shiren's expression suddenly became weak, no, it shouldn't be said to be weak, he just threw the previous majesty out of the blue, and now he only looked inexplicably worried.

"Of course I understand, let me see, are you injured?" He said while touching the body of a cluster of chrysanthemums with three layers of his hands, for fear that there might be a swelling or swelling somewhere. There is an extra hole, and the expression is like a parent who is worried about the child...

A cluster of chrysanthemums looks like a two-foot-tall monk—I can't figure it out, Yao Shiren would be so worried about a gangster?

Gradually, he frowned... An ominous premonition welled up in his head, why did the hand touching his body feel so wretched?Why do you feel so lewd?Why only pick his chest and the skin near his crotch to touch?Are you really worried about him?

Suddenly, he grabbed Yao Shiren's hand with sharp eyes.

"Have you touched enough?"