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"What's the matter?" Lucien rubbed Izzy's hair, and as soon as the Daltons left, Izzy hugged him from behind without saying a word, buried his head on his shoulder and didn't speak, and looked a little sullen.

Lucien knew that Issie had listened to what Dalton said just now, so he slapped Dalton, the No.

Issie didn't speak, Lucien felt the flesh on the side of his neck being picked up, and took a bite moderately.

Oh yo.

Lucien raised his eyebrows: "I'm going to kiss you if you don't say anything?"

After he said that, Issie raised her eyelids to look at him—Lucien thought that there was indeed some bad element in his character, and when he saw the slightly red corners of Issie's eyes at this time, his heart was filled with joy. Ingredient far outweighs love.

Lucien carefully studied his expression in Izzy's eyes, and it was no surprise that he was showing a very happy smile at the corner of his mouth.

Issie remained silent and didn't say a word. He didn't know what to say at the moment, so he took a bite on the side of Lucien's neck as if venting his anger, and licked it carefully for fear that he would bite too hard.Lucien always had a slightly bitter smell of herbal medicine, as if he drank too much medicine and had penetrated into his body, even the blood was beating on the side of his neck was a bit cold.

But it will heat up when hugging, sweat will roll over the skin surface wetly when making out, and the blue eyes are bright, reminiscent of the scorching heat in midsummer.

In fact, Issie doesn't remember the details of the intimacy that happened very clearly. The excessive stimulation seems to have washed away his memory. In his impression, only the dim yellow and ambiguous warm light, and the viscous, hot, intoxicating air.

Those fuzzy traces flicked lightly in his head, leaving a tingling heat in his blood that made his mouth dry.

Lucien still wanted to say something to him, and his eyes were full of smiles, like a cat who had done something bad and was more righteous than anyone else.

Issie knew that what came out of that mouth would definitely not be sweet and sweet love words, Lucien's character always had to be the opposite of what he was being told, and his mouth was as sweet as honey when he was lying.

And if he wants to tell you the truth, he will just cut blood and leave scars on your body like a knife, as if it can make people remember it longer.

But Izzy had to admit that Lucien's lips were extremely beautiful, and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth were more suitable for kissing than saying those bad words.

So Izzy didn't need to bother Lucien to do it, and took the initiative to hug Lucien's shoulder and kissed him.

Was he this sticky and greedy before...

Izzy chased the tip of Lucien's tongue, he heard Lucien's chuckle that seemed to be mocking him, and then grabbed his clothes corner - a soft cat would not support him too much After a long time, he fell back on the soft back of the chair within a few seconds.Lucien's arm was not enough to completely encircle Issy's shoulder, so he only stroked along the ups and downs of the back, and then touched the side of the neck, pinching it lightly and then releasing it, feeling the muscles under his palm Slowly relax from tension.

But in this way, most of Izzy's weight was on Lucien, and the lord, who couldn't lift his shoulders or hands, was so heavy that he couldn't breathe. Lucien felt like he had a big dog, and was thrown on him. Acting like a baby is really a sweet burden.

"I can still live for decades." Lucien said, pulled Issie's hair to make him prop up a bit so that he could adjust to a more comfortable position, and then took Issie into his arms to rub his hair.

"If you want to be sad, it's not too late to wait until 20 years later." Holding his beautiful doll in his arms, he looked forward to the future leisurely. His concept of lifespan and time basically stayed in the previous world. Think about it in 20 years After that, I was not yet 40 years old-there was still a long time left for him and Izzy.

It might even be so long that he gets bored ahead of time.

So Lucien said again: "You have to keep getting stronger, don't stop." While thinking about his preferences, he groped along Issie's skirt very smoothly, and Issie's body stiffened slightly and trembled slightly. , and soon relaxed again, sighing

panting lightly.

This time Izzy responded to Lucien's words, he hummed in a low voice, his tail raised a trembling arc, he bit his lip and swallowed the sticky whimper in his throat, and only stuffed himself into Lucien's arms again. Get in a little bit—just like those big dogs who think they are cute little milk dogs, and they can put themselves into the arms of their owners with a little more stuffing.

Lucien is a cat. Since Izzy likes his cat's cunning and capricious side, he naturally knows that cats are scumbags who love the new and dislike the old. If he stays where he is, if he only knows how to circle around Lucien , if he is as well-behaved and docile as the marionette in his hand, then within ten days and half a month, yes that is so fast, Lucien will turn around and leave mercilessly like a cat that gets tired of cat toys.

But if he becomes stronger, the more his strength grows, the more he will face the longer loneliness after Lucien leaves.Lucien was destined to be the one to leave first. He didn't have such a healthy foundation and no talent for cultivation. The time of parting was so short that Izzy felt his heart was tightly grasped after a little calculation.

Lucien definitely doesn't care about this. Issy can sleep until the day of parting. Lucien will mercilessly laugh at his crying and sad appearance, and may inform him that he will be killed by the dead for the rest of his life. Shrouded in shadows, he left chicly and proudly as a victor.

Then, as the one left behind, he had to live well.

Lucien has given him the best demonstration of this matter. During the three years when he was considered dead, Lucien attended his funeral and spent the whole night remembering his old friends and friends. After that, he never forgot him, and a deep emotion that almost swallowed him was brewed in his heart.

But this didn't hold back Lucien's footsteps at all. A moment of sadness didn't affect his normal work. Everything Lucien wanted to do was accomplished as he wished in three years.

Lucien wants Izzy to do the same.

And Lucien didn't feel at all that he was making things difficult for others, as if he put forward those "I have a little idea" every time it should be taken for granted.

Well, Maomao is always right.

Izzy bit Lucien's neck, whispered in Lucien's ear, "If you die, I will guard your grave."

"Until the day I realize you're a hopeless bastard."

"And then?" Lucien asked after being aroused by him.

Issie thought for a while and replied, "Since you're a bastard, I'll smash your tomb, take your funeral and sell it, and use the money to go to the most beautiful girl in the sleeping hall."

"Sleep [girl]..." Lucien seemed very satisfied with the answer, nodded and laughed twice, "What about my bones? You are such a soft-hearted person, even if you dig up my tomb, you won't let me Exposing corpses to the wilderness, right?"

Yixi blinked, and a not-so-friendly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth—the kind of sneer he usually used to intimidate the enemy, and deliberately said coldly: "No, I will definitely throw you into the mountains and let the wild beasts eat you up." clean."

Lucien couldn't help wrinkling his face, "I don't like that..." He said that, and he really started to discuss with Issie the issue of how to deal with his body after being robbed, although his personal experience has fully proved that How to dispose of the corpse after death has nothing to do with the next life, but of course he wants to dispose of the corpse more decently if possible.

Even if it is thrown into the mountains to be eaten by wild beasts, it is better to have a sense of ritual like a sky burial. He personally prefers to be cremated and then the ashes are scattered in the sea in the southern province, or in the nearby Baihe River. , this way of handling will be more familiar to him in his previous life.

When Lucien said this to Issie, his tone was soft and coquettish, and as soon as Issie was distracted by this topic, he went astray, thinking about the feasibility of scattering the ashes into the sea after cremation, until Lucien He groped for some not-so-good key positions with his hands, and then he suddenly came back to his senses, realizing that he had been unknowingly pulled into a corner where he couldn't break free, and even the last chance to struggle and resist was ruthlessly deprived.

It's still broad daylight...

Looking at the bright sunlight coming in from the window, Izzy whimpered a few times.

Lucien's eyes

His eyes blinked, his face was full of innocence.

In order to appease Yixi, a sick man who was dying of illness all the year round had discussed with him the issue of life and death for such a long time, and he was booked to be dug out and burned after death, and Yixi still had to hold his Legacy Merry Merry Sleeping Girl's...

So what if he wants to sleep with his beautiful doll first.

This is a reasonable payment that he should collect in advance.