love trouble

Covering the strong light, "Go to Lingshi Town first."

I have to say that the token Mo Yu gave is useful.When the boatman saw it, he pulled a boat for them without saying a word.

The rain in June came in a timely manner, and the sultry temperature revealed a few traces of coldness.

Qiong Huai supported his head with one hand, admiring the misty rain.

Once upon a time, he and Xuan Jun were in such a poetic and picturesque season.

More than 1000 years.

Perhaps thinking of the past, he climbed up to the neck of the person next to him by accident, buried his head in it, and deeply felt the trembling of the other person.

"You..." Xuan Jun wanted to push him away, but the man suppressed his emotions and said: "Don't move, just let me hug you, I won't mess around."

Why is it so painful.

Is it because he is about to send this person to Yang Biesi with his own hands?

He must be crazy.

He actually wants to watch them fall in love again.

When he chose to rescue Xuanjun at the beginning, he expected that today would happen, who would have thought that it would be such a torment.

Thinking of this, my heart couldn't help but ache, as if being crushed bit by bit by myself.

Qiong Huai blinked her eyes, buried herself deeper, Xuan Jun didn't dare to move, and stiffened her body.The strange thing is that Qiong Huai really didn't mess with him.

"It's such a beautiful day." He greedily absorbed the warmth of the other party, so affectionately infatuated, with a bit of sourness and unwillingness, wishing to keep him as his own, "It's just the people around me."

He gritted his teeth, enduring the punishment, which was both sweet and painful to him.

Mirror flowers and water moons will shatter sooner or later.

Qiong Huai raised his head, stroked the perfect outline with his frivolous fingertips, then kissed him brutally, his tongue teased the other party nimbly, after getting a little response, he gnawed and bit until he tasted a fishy sweetness.

Xuan Jun was startled awake by the pain, her eyes darkened, and she pushed him away with strength from nowhere.He wiped the corner of his mouth with an ugly face, and said in a calm voice: "Please respect yourself!"

This sentence, he has scolded Xuan Jun like this before.

Same tone, same expression.

"I don't understand the fun." Qiong Huai was not angry, he wiped his lower lip with his thumb, slowly took out a pot of wine from under the coffee table, and ran to the bow of the boat to sit down.

Xuanjun clutched her chest.

For some reason, my heart beats so fast.

Almost out of breath.

"Xuanjun, you're drunk."

"let me go!"

"Snapped!"

"Please respect yourself!"

Who is screaming?

The sound of the slap did not distract him from the memory, but instead deepened the color and made the whole memory more detailed.

"What's the name of that fairy?"

It was his voice, who was he talking to.

"His name is Biesi Yang? Good name."

I don't know who was drunk again, hugging someone indiscriminately and choking in a low voice.

"I like him."

"In terms of intelligence and appearance, he is indeed not as good as you, but I just believe him."

"It would be great if you were him..."

Xuan Jun shook her head, trying her best to forget those magic sounds that lingered in her ears.

Following Qiong Huai's example, he took out a jug of wine and poured it into his mouth in big gulps, ignoring the aroma of wine overflowing from the corner of his mouth.He wants to completely indulge in the happiness brought by alcohol, and he doesn't want to recall the past, which is too strange to him.

"Good wine shouldn't be spoiled like this."

Huaiqiong looked at the scattered empty jugs at Xuanjun's feet, and got up unsteadily, holding the boat rail with one hand and the wine bottle with the other.The attitude is free and unrestrained, the smile is touching, and the tenderness and sweetness are in the eyes.

It was somewhat similar to the flashing man he had dreamed about before.

"Hmph." Xuan Jun turned her head away from looking at him, obviously angry.

He had been indulging in that person's frivolity and teasing in the past few times, only this time.

That unemotional kiss, like a sharp sword, pierced into his heart, arousing the pleasure that was about to come out.

He didn't want to admit that he was sinking.

"Didn't you say...you are just a friend who can talk to me a few words." The smell of alcohol rose up, Xuan Jun's slightly red cheeks seemed to have been smeared with rouge blooming from peach blossoms, making people confused. "Why would you do that to me?"

Huai Qiang took a sip of his wine, walked up to him, and leaned over to cover those soft lips while he had no time to dodge in the future.The sweet wine passed through his mouth, Xuan Jun frowned, and then he backed away a little distance, and said in a hoarse voice, "Because I hate you."

Can't help but meet those dangerous eyes, don't know who reacted first, Qiang Huai lowered his head, bit his belt with his teeth.The smooth black hair hangs in front of her, adding a touch of sultry and ambiguous color.

"Um……"

Must be dreaming...

He didn't want to wake up.

The pain has not subsided.

But he tried to accommodate.

Only in this way... can I feel that you are by my side.

The glistening eyes showed a bit of satisfaction, and they fell into this upheaval together with complicated emotions.

"Don't think..."

Ruowu murmured, even if it was very low, Qiong Huai still heard it.

He suddenly couldn't tell whether the sudden sharp pain came from his body or somewhere.

The flush brought by emotion concealed his paleness, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, but the facial features were obviously distorted together.

"Why do you always make me sad?"

Section No.11

The undercurrent surged, and the boat swayed slightly with the river.When Xuan Jun woke up, her mind was in a daze.There was something pillowed on his arm, which made him feel sore and numb from the pressure. Looking down, the thing was handsome, with skin as fine as snow, but the long black hair happened to cover half of his face on purpose.He looked at it seriously, only to realize that the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became...

Wait, isn't this... Qionghuai?

Completely sober now.

"Hmm..." The man seemed to shrink back in dissatisfaction because his range was too large.

Xuan Jun's face became even more ugly.

Only then did he realize that he and Qiong Huai had no clothes, and were covered with a thin quilt, and their bodies were covered with... the achievements left after the joy.

Although he had amnesia, he had lived for so long, and at any rate he was a seasoned prodigal son before, so he immediately understood what was going on.

"stand up!"

With a roar, Qiong Huai woke up reluctantly.

He smoothed his hair, squinted his eyes, looked at Xuan Jun, and then at himself.

The back still hurts.

After Xuanjun fell asleep yesterday, he struggled for a long time before cleaning it up. He didn't have the habit of bringing medicine, so he had to find some ointment and apply it on his private parts.

Xuan Jun was angry and angry, with a gloomy face, "What did you do to me!"

It was him who was enjoying it obviously, yet he put on an aggrieved expression.Huai Qiong was kicked under the bed by him, and half of the quilt was pulled off by the way.He rubbed his butt in pain, and it seemed that he took a lot of effort to stand up.

"Oh, I don't need you to be responsible..." He bent down and hooked his fingers around the skirt, "Don't worry, I'm willing to do what you like, I'm not such an ignorant person to entangle to the end."

What's more, he wasn't the culprit who got drunk yesterday.

Huaiqiong didn't have any extra emotions, there were no supplies for washing on the boat, so he got dressed and went out.His walking posture was a bit weird, but he looked calm and not embarrassed at all.

When the door screen was lifted, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength to get here, and suddenly sat softly on the roof of the bow.

The sea breeze stings his skin.

But not as good as... the man's eyes just now.

In fact, Xuan Jun is not much better than him, especially since he knows that he is the one who takes the initiative.

He has never been a fool, so why...

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward and stiff.

Huaiqiong didn't speak, he quietly looked at the rushing river and thought about it, he didn't open his mouth, just stayed inside alone, facing the wall and thinking about his past.

Thinking about it carefully, it is true that there is something wrong with him. Even if that person plots something wrong first, he shouldn't kick him. After all... Cough, he is the one who enjoys it.Xuan Jun found a grand excuse for herself, hesitated for a long time, and walked to the bow of the boat hesitantly.

The man leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes tightly, probably falling asleep.

The hickey on the neck is very obvious.

Xuan Jun held her chin and thought, could he be so rude? If it weren't for the two of them on the boat, he would probably call him wronged by this method.

Sighing, he went in and took a coat and put it on for him.It's not that he doesn't know how to pity and cherish jade, but he was really angry at the time.

"Xuanjun..."

The sleeping man called him softly.

The familiar feeling struck again.

He grasped the collar tightly with one hand, and the fragmentary memories that flashed were the ropes, shrinking around his neck.

"You mean nothing to me."

"What? You ask me if I've ever been in love with you?"

"It's really a fool's dream. I warn you, don't try to snatch things that don't belong to you."

"You are no different from the group of people raised in tall buildings to please me."

"Don't think differently."

"He's different, like all of you."

"..."

"Do not……"

Covering his ears with cold hands, Xuan Jun managed to regain clarity from the chaos, and the person who had just fallen asleep was right in front of his eyes.

"See what?"

The spring-like voice immediately dispelled his panic, and it was only then that Xuan Jun noticed that he and Qiong Huai were very close, close enough to see the criss-crossed and terrifying scars clearly through the broken hair.

"How did you get the wound on your face?"

He didn't really think to ask, but somehow he blurted it out.

"My sweetheart gave me a gift." Qiong Huai touched the terrifying half of his face as if nothing had happened, "Of course, I made a mistake first, so it's normal for him to take revenge on me a little."

"Don't you hate him?" Xuan Jun was surprised by his calm tone, ordinary people would care more or less about their own appearance, not to mention that it was ruined like this by someone they like.

"Hate? Of course I hate."