after the villain

51.

Not only did the temperature on the boy's face rise, but even his fingertips, which were usually slightly cool, were scorching hot, so hot that it was hard to hold in this cold winter weather.

Ji Wuming untied his cloak and wrapped Yan Jingyu up completely, wrapped his arms around his shoulders and pressed the young man to his chest, so that he would not be attacked by the biting cold wind from all directions, and covered him with one hand. On the forehead, always pay attention to his temperature changes.

"Why did it happen suddenly? Did he catch a cold on the road? Or was he injured?" Ji Wuming's tone was anxious and full of worry.

Naturally, the running route was deliberately chosen to be remote, so that people could not trace it.He looked around, and saw that the wall on the west side of the ruined temple was half collapsed, the cobwebs were condensed, the weeds were as tall as half a person, and there were no traces of beggars in the desert.

In such a situation, no matter what the situation is, Yan Jingyu is very bad.You must know that whether it is a high fever caused by typhoid fever or a fever caused by wound ulceration, they are all extremely fatal diseases.

Fortunately, the boy spoke in time. He raised his red face from the tightly wrapped cloak, and his voice was hoarse and distorted, "No."

"No cold, no injury." He explained slowly.

Then it can only be medicine.Ji Wuming frowned: But they haven't been separated since they left the six-door dungeon... No, Xue Tianyang once talked to Yan Jingyu alone.

"What did he feed you?"

"Medicine." The young man firmly grasped Ji Wuming's hand and put it on his cheek. His phoenix eyes were burning black, and there was a faint redness at the end of his eyes. He focused on the face of the person in front of him, as if he was holding back What.

Ji Wuming frowned tightly, and he couldn't help saying, "You dare to take it even if you know it's medicine! If it's poison—"

"...It's not poison." After all, he had been with the old man for three years. Even though he didn't have much interest in medicine and poison, he was fascinated by it. Although he didn't know the specific effect of the medicine, he could still tell if it wasn't poison.

Yan Jingyu was born with a lack of emotion and was indifferent to his own life, but how could he be willing to die now?If it was poison, he would never take it.

However, the young man never knew how to analyze his heart, he only spoke with three points of grievance and seven points of anxiety, and said three words in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Ji Wuming: "..." He was also confused, forgetting what Yan Jingyu said, he was also tortured by the old man when he grew up.

And in that situation, if Yan Jingyu didn't take the medicine, I'm afraid the two of them would not be able to leave so happily.

Ji Wuming's peach blossom eyes with a smile were condensed, the water was like a frozen lake in winter, his voice was extremely cold, the murderous intent towards Xue Tianyang in his heart reached its peak, and his dissatisfaction with the emperor gradually increased.

The mummy in the treasury was found, and Chi Luochan, who pretended to be a dancer, ran away early. The fact that there was a traitor at the six doors was a sure thing, so Xue Tianyang, who was the first to discover the corpse, definitely bore the brunt and deserved to be the number one suspect. In the past, Xue Tianyang and Jiang Xu also had rifts.

Although Ji Wuming had been in contact with the emperor for a short time, he also figured out some of his temperament.

This young emperor took over the mess left by the previous emperor and ascended to the throne. He was able to sit firmly on the throne and build up his own party forces. The six sects under him actually made the court officials hang their swords on the top. His ambition, political views, and strength cannot be underestimated.Such a person is born a gambler, or the banker of the gambling table, who is used to controlling everything with his hands.

When Chi Luochan happened, it was impossible for the emperor to let Xue Tianyang go and investigate other people first. If Xue Tianyang was really a traitor, then it would not be surprising that he could walk into the sun alive, but it is absolutely impossible to do such an important thing for the emperor again.

In other words, Xue Tianyang belongs to the emperor, and whatever he did to Yan Jingyu was ordered by the emperor.

He purposely distracted him to give Yan Jingyu medicine, although he didn't know the intention, but Ji Wuming instinctively felt that this matter was directed at him.

He touched the young man's forehead with pity, and sighed, "Just this one time, next time, no matter what kind of medicine, don't take it."

"Well," the boy lowered his brows and looked obediently like a tamed wolfhound, "There will be no next time."

Ji Wuming touched the young man's head again, this time feeling the sweat on his hands, "Do you know what medicine you are taking?"

Yan Jingyu was silent for a moment, then replied with a slow response, "I don't know."

This answer was already expected by Ji Wuming. He was thinking about things, so he didn't notice that the boy's hand on the clothes tightened forbearance.

The boy in his arms was as hot as a stove, and he was sweating all over.

Dilapidated temples in the wilderness, strong winds whistling and howling, and the sky was gloomy with no sunlight.Ji Wuming was worried that the young man had a cold, and it would be bad if it made things worse, so he tightened his cloak, and planned to get up and get some water to wipe his body.

Yan Jingyu felt that he was about to leave, raised her eyes in panic, and quickly grabbed his hand.

"What's the matter?" Ji Wuming turned his head because of a pain in his wrist, but was startled in vain when he saw the boy's upturned face.

The young man's eyes were red, and those dark phoenix eyes were full of emotions that could not be concealed. He prayed in a hoarse voice, and kept repeating two words - "Don't go."

"Don't go, Man."

"Don't go."

Helpless like a child about to be abandoned, he could only repeat the same sentence pitifully, trying not to be left behind.

Ji Wuming squatted down softly, touched the boy's hot red face, explained with a gentle tone like water, coaxing softly, "Jing Yu, I'm not leaving, I'm just going to fetch water, you sweat a lot."

"No water, don't go." Yan Jingyu's reason has been burnt out, there is only a blur of red in front of his eyes, he has no time to think about anything, he rushes forward according to instinct, and tries his best to keep him back, like a dog with teeth and claws The little wolf cub opened his mouth and bit his master.

Ji Wuming didn't expect Yan Jingyu to rush over suddenly, he subconsciously locked him in his arms, fell to the ground, and his neck was caught off guard and wet.

He was bitten.

Or it can’t be said to bite. The young man didn’t use much strength. Although he had no reason, he reacted quickly. He rubbed against him indiscriminately. Spray all over his neck.

"Shocking rain!"

Ji Wuming was startled, and turned his head to hide for a while, but he didn't dodge, but was ripped off by the collar of the boy.

He immediately put one hand on the young man's chest, and grabbed the young man's neck with the other. With a twist of his long legs under the hem of his skirt and a twist of his waist, he turned over and reversed their positions effortlessly, pushing the irrational boy back to the ground. live.

The whole process is just one breath.

However, when Ji Wuming bent his knees for support and accidentally bumped into something that shouldn't be touched, Ji Wuming felt that something was wrong, and Ji Wuming froze all over, and the phrase "calm down" stuck in his throat Can't say it anymore.

Yan Jingyu was suppressed and did not resist, lying on her back obediently, seemed to have regained some sense, her red-hot phoenix eyes were extremely aggrieved, and whispered, "Aman, it's so hot and uncomfortable."

As he spoke, he tentatively moved his clamped hands (I really don't know what harmony there is).

Ji Wuming: "..."

His expression was blank for a moment, and the strength in his hands also loosened. Yan Jingyu used to play by ear, so he reached out and grabbed his collar and tugged.

Ji Wuming fell heavily, he hurriedly braced himself to avoid hurting people, he was entangled by this little wolf dog without noticing for a while, and it would be difficult to tear him away again.

Ji Wuming's collarbone hurt, and he couldn't help hissing. This time the little wolf cub used a lot more strength, and he didn't need to think about it to know that he must have left a mark.

Yan Jingyu subconsciously let go when she heard his inhalation, and then (Fuqiang, Democracy, Harmony and Friendship) licked the tooth mark twice in comfort, and then turned down, chasing after him with her mouth, and her hands were not idle. with.

With a sound of tearing, the thick hem of the skirt was torn apart, even the fur inside was torn.

(Wealthy and strong nationalities are harmonious and friendly. I really didn’t write anything but I just got harmonized. I can’t help it. My legs are exposed.)

Ji Wuming is a normal man who has already reached the crown, has been abstinent all year round, and even does little manual (river crab) work. Being hugged so tightly (combined with the above to contact what Xiaoqueer did), his anger also surged.

He gritted his teeth and sat up, and it took some tricks to tear open the airtight confinement, and clamped the young man's chin with his fingers forcefully, forcing him to stop.

"Shocking rain, stop." Ji Wuming's voice was commanding, but the peach blossom eyes were moist and bright red because of the movement, so beautiful that people couldn't control it.

Yan Jingyu forced herself to sit on his lap, her whole body was terribly uncomfortable, but she was obedient and didn't move her hands or feet anymore, but her eyes showed some grievances.

Every time Ji Wuming saw such a state of mind, he felt soft-hearted. He took a deep breath to try to calm down the rising delusions, and stretched out his hand to cover the boy's eyes, "...don't move around, I'll help you."

He wanted to help him out with his hands like before.

Yan Jingyu grabbed the hand covering his eyelids and pulled it to his lips. The young man lowered his head and touched his fingers, palms, and wrists with his lips almost reverently, and called his name in a hoarse voice in a low voice. Liao looked at him for a moment, with undisguised longing and inquiry.

"Ah Man, Ah Man..." The sound was fatal.

Ji Wuming's rationality that he had finally disguised was completely shattered, he remained silent, and let the young man bully him to press forward.

The kiss fell on his eyes, on the bridge of his nose, on his cheek, and finally on his lips.

When he was about to continue down, Ji Wuming reached out and grabbed the back of the boy's neck, forcing him to raise his head, and offered to send the left lips, from a simple light touch to intertwined lips and tongues.

Anti-customer is the main thing, no one can comment on it.

……

Ji Wuming has never been a reckless person (good guy, I really admire the good guy, I don’t know how to change it even if you lock it, just a little plot, the good guy gave me a mess).

As a result, Yan Jingyu had already been drugged, and was so overwhelmed by the lingering, that he lost his patience, pushed Ji Wuming backhanded, and just ignored it (I won’t change it if I don’t pick it up, whatever you want, love What's up, guy).

Ji Wuming was so frightened that he almost ran away on the spot. He never gave the initiative the whole time, and he didn't only care about himself. He tried his best to satisfy Yan Jingyu's greedy needs.

After finishing the work, it was already late at night, Ji Wuming lit the fire to boil water and roast dry food.

Yan Jingyu was awake, wrapped quietly in the cloak, only those bright black phoenix eyes were staring at him without blinking.

Ji Wuming's old face became hot from being stared at, and he coughed, "What are you looking at?"

Yan Jingyu shook her head, still staring at him.

Ji Wuming couldn't take it anymore, reached out to cover his eyes, and touched his lips, his tone was slightly annoyed but extremely gentle.

"Sleep well, I'm here."

The author has something to say: Didn't expect it, a home run, is it a surprise, is it a surprise!

The little bird is so powerful!

I will go to grandma's house for the Lantern Festival tomorrow, so I may not update it.