Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

Branches are hung in the absence of the moon, and the silvery moonlight is shining, but the room is quiet.

The candlelight was flickering, shining a warm yellow light into the room. There were many figures on the Babu bed behind the screen, and their outstanding faces could be vaguely seen.

Qingyuan frowned indistinctly, the person on the bed was only wearing unlined clothes, and the robes were hanging loosely, as if they could be torn apart with a light pull, his black hair poured down like delicate mutton jade. A piece of black velvet fabric, the two colors form an extremely sharp contrast.

This kind of situation appeared in the room, and Qingyuan knew exactly what was going on.

Obviously, the person on the bed is the 'gift' prepared by He Louming.

Qingyuan frowned, his voice was as low as ice in winter, and he said without any emotion, "I don't care what you are here for, leave now."

The person on the bed slowly raised his head. His face was as clean as ice and snow, and his black pupils were also translucent and clear, but there was a touch of rouge in the water at the end of his eyes. The two sides overlapped, forming a sharp contrast.

Like the flowers on the snowy land, with decadent colors, they silently tempt people to pick them.

Jingchen looked puzzled at the person he had been waiting for for a long time, "Why did you leave, I'm here to serve you tonight."

He has an unforgettable face, and now it is revealed when he looks up, his face is moist under the candlelight, but it is still as cold as before.

Qingyuan was taken aback, "Why are you?"

The people I met in the Buddhist temple back then actually appeared here.

Jingchen tilted his head, "Why can't it be me?"

He stretched out his arms around Qingyuan's waist, looked up at that handsome face from bottom to top, "I'm your gift," Jingchen's long fingers touched Qingyuan's belt, and moved between his fingers, looking The appearance was about to be untied, and the voice was sticky and inexplicably bewitching, "Come on, don't you want to try your gift?"

Qingyuan pulled Jingchen's wrist away, and said forcefully, "I don't want to."

Perhaps his movements were a little violent, a red mark appeared on Jingchen's originally white wrist, Jingchen looked down at the pinched red place, and then looked at Qingyuan in a daze, "Why?"

He stretched out his hand to unbutton his shirt, revealing skin as moist as jade, "What's wrong with me?"

Qingyuan looked at the obsidian-like eyes of the other party, then looked at his face, and took a deep breath. He deeply suspected that the person in front of him didn't understand such a thing at all, and it was all because He Louming used some method to deceive him here.

Qingyuan sat on the bed, slowly buttoned Jingchen's unbuttoned clothes, and replied as calmly as possible, "It's not that you are bad, but that we can't do this kind of thing between us."

Jingchen touched the skirt of his clothes, "I don't understand." I don't understand why the person in front of me doesn't want to, they should be together.

Qingyuan thought to himself that you really don't understand, this appearance is definitely being deceived, he slowly opened his mouth and taught, "This kind of thing is not something everyone can do, you have to do it with someone you like."

Jingchen looked at Qingyuan seriously, "I like you, we can do it." Then, he stretched out his hand to Qingyuan again, thinking about how to take off the clothes of the person in front of him.

Qingyuan: ...

He clenched his wrist with some headaches to stop the man's next move, "You answer me a few questions first."

Jing Chen nodded and said, "Okay."

Qingyuan stared at his face, and said in a low voice, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

Jing Chen said, "I'm Jing Chen, as for being here," he frowned and thought about it carefully, "I heard that someone wants to find a good-looking person and give it to you, so I'm here tonight."

He touched his cheek with his palm, and smiled at Qingyuan, "I'm the prettiest."

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Qingyuan rubbed his fingers subconsciously, looked at the person in front of him who was proud of his victory over beauty, and asked, "You are Jingchen, that Taoist Jingchen?"

Jingchen said, "Yes, that's me."

Qingyuan: ...

He still couldn't connect the spirit in front of him who seemed to have just turned into a human form with the Taoist who was rumored to have interrupted his life and death. He always felt that this matter was too psychedelic and too unreal.

Jingchen hooked his lips, "I said I would help you, so I'm here." He traced Qingyuan's eyebrows and eyes inch by inch, and slowly spit out a few words with his beautiful lips, "Now you know, then shall we start now?"

When he looked closely, there was a touch of excitement in his eyes.

Qingyuan is a little helpless, so this matter is difficult to pass?

He stretched out his hand and pressed on the center of his eyebrows, "Don't think about such a thing," he was like a banished fairy, his mind was full of Wushan Yunyu, and he didn't know what he had experienced.

He said with a headache, "There are many ways to help me, and there is no need for such a physical promise." If Huo Yanyu found out, he would be so angry that he would beat someone up.

He pointed at the mattress, "How about this, how about I make you a national teacher?"

He was the one to do things like offering sacrifices, watching the sky and divination. The previous national teacher was the eminent monk Shenxiu. After his death, he has not found a replacement.

Jingchen pinched the place he had just pointed out, "Okay", the national teacher can often see Qingyuan, which is also very good.

Seeing that he agreed without hesitation, Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Jingchen slowly fell to the bed, with the candlelight in the temple reflected in his eyes, "Can you start now?"

Qingyuan was silent for a few seconds, and said as if coaxing a child, "You are now the national teacher, and I am the emperor, the emperor and the national teacher can't do this kind of thing."

Jingchen pondered for a while, but didn't open his mouth again, just moved inside, "Okay then, you can sleep here."

Seeing that Qingyuan didn't move, he frowned and said, "The national teacher can't sleep with you?" If so, he won't be the national teacher.

Qingyuan read the hidden meaning from his face, and said bravely, "You can sleep on your feet, but I have to take a bath first."

As soon as Jingchen heard this, he got up from the bed, looked at Qingyuan eagerly, "Go, I'll help you."

Qingyuan hurriedly refused, "No need." He has hands and feet, why should others help him.

Jingchen seemed to be looking at a brat who was demanding a lot, and he responded helplessly, "Okay then," he twisted a strand of hair between his fingers, "I'll wait here, if you don't come, I'll go find you." you."

He seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Qingyuan quite intently, "I can find you wherever you go."

Qingyuan rubbed his temples, "Don't worry, I will definitely come."

Someone in the ear room next to him brought hot water, and after Qingyuan took a bath, he appeared in front of the bed with a rather complicated mood, and he saw Jingchen staring at him with his chin propped up, for an unknown amount of time.

He always felt that the identities of the two had been switched now, and he was the one who was sent there, only waiting for Israel to serve others.

Jing Chen raised a big smile and shook her slender legs happily, "Go to bed quickly."

Qingyuan lay expressionless on the bed, his whole body was stiff like a corpse that had been cold for a long time, and when he realized that there was an arm around his waist, he pulled it down with a paralyzed face, "I can't fall asleep when I'm on my feet." touch."

Jing Chen blinked, "But I want to hug you."

Qingyuan, "No."

"Then... how about kissing you?"

The veins on Qingyuan's forehead twitched, "Not to mention."

Jingchen pondered for a while, as if after a very difficult choice, he said, "Then come and kiss me and hug me."

Qingyuan said, "Don't even think about it." That super vicious gentleman of mine will beat you to death with a whip tomorrow, "Hurry up and sleep."

As he spoke, he blew out the candle, and the room was plunged into darkness for an instant.

In the silence, Qingyuan heard the person beside him sigh, long and regretful.

After Jingchen sighed, he said, "Okay." In the future, there will be opportunities to hug each other anyway, not only that, but they will also do more intimate things.

Hearing his long sigh, Qingyuan suddenly wanted to laugh. He suppressed a dry cough and only let out a cold 'hmm'.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the candles in the other room are bright.

The warm yellow candlelight shone on the person's face, half of the face was hidden in the shadow between flickering and flickering, deep and gloomy like a pool of water, no one could see inside.

He lowered his eyes and drank the wine in the glass, slowly raised his lips, and sure enough... even a doted nobleman can't help but shoot when he meets a fresh one.

He Louming sneered, recalling what his subordinates said back then.

"The emperor of Dayong actually dotes on his noble monarch so much"

Tsk, no matter whether he loves or not, what he sees are only beautiful mountains and rivers, and what he cares about in his heart is only the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun.

He Louming suddenly felt in a good mood, and ordered someone to pass on the subordinate who spoke that day.

Huai'an was woken up in the middle of the night, saying that the prince was summoned urgently. He didn't even have time to put on his robes, so he ran away in a panic, only to see the prince taking a sip of wine slowly, "This Emperor of Dayong doesn't love his Your Majesty," he pointed to Dongfang, "he accepted the one I gave you."

Huaian: ...

He has been uncertain about the Lord's mind, as if he came here in the middle of the night just to say this sentence, which is really confusing.

He pondered the meaning, and said cautiously, "My lord is right, Dayong's emperor...doesn't dote on your lord."

He Louming knocked on the table, "What else?"

Huai'an lowered his head and licked the corner of his lips, tentatively said, "Why don't we send some more people?"

As soon as the words fell, the face of the smiling person suddenly changed, and there was a gloomy tone in the voice, "What did you say?"

Huai'an broke out in a cold sweat, and knelt down in panic, "Please make amends, my lord."

He Louming licked the soft flesh in his mouth, waved his sleeves and said, "Go down."

The room became quiet again, and He Louming slowly leaned back in his chair, and he said in an unintelligible way, "Qingyuan..."

The palms were slowly clenched, and the eyebrows were a little deep. One day, he would lock that person up, and only he could see it.

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