[comprehensive] son ​​of a dandy

heat.

The first thing he felt was the heat...

The body was so hot that it seemed to be wrapped in hot magma, and it was so hot that it was hard to even breathe.

The cloth stuck to his body seemed to wrap him into a cocoon, soaked in sweat, but unfortunately the heat didn't drop at all.He was panting desperately, like a fish out of water, no longer a source of water to survive.

Just when the heat was about to drive him crazy—something seemed to crawl up from his wrist.With a little bit of coolness, the heat will be dissipated.The neckline was opened, and there was something cold and unknown on his chest, so comfortable that he just wanted to breathe.

He hugged the cold thing tightly, and let 'it' bite back and forth on his neck, dispelling the heat away.On the Sunrise River, the water surface is as beautiful as a mirror.The beautiful maid pulled up the veil and retreated silently.

Dongfang Bubai was seriously injured, and fell asleep for a day and a night.

When he woke up again, it was already the next morning.The young man lay on the soft quilt paved with brocade quilts, blinked his beautiful eyes, and felt discomfort in his body.

It hurts, it hurts...

The body seemed to be torn apart and then barely put back together, from the softest inner core to the outside.He was like a shell that had been forcibly pried open, trembling with pain.

The young man stretched his arms, trying to sit up.But as soon as he raised his hand, the wide and silky sleeves slid down, revealing the original white jade-like arms.The arms are densely covered with...

The youth froze.

With trembling fingers, he pulled away the clothes that he had changed into at some point, which were obviously not his own—the bruises on his chest were intertwined, and anyone could tell what had happened at a glance.

"Tang Wule!" Dongfang Bubai was furious, and suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood, the pain made his heart and lungs tremble.

"What's the matter?" A little girl suddenly opened the door outside the room and walked in, puffing her cheeks and staring at the ashen-faced young man: "It's so early in the morning, what are you shouting about!"

She looked at Dongfang Bubai with dissatisfaction, and showed a mocking smile: "Oh? Just because you woke up by yourself, you started to play Young Mistress' temper?"

The young man with a face full of grief and indignation widened his eyes, staring blankly at the girl who was young enough to be his own daughter and satirized himself: "Don't think that the young master will like you because you have a vicious face!" The small chin: "I heard what my sisters said! You are a big villain!"

If someone usually called Dongfang Bubai a bad guy, not only would he not feel ashamed, but he would also be a little proud—at least being able to make people fear is considered a skill.

But when he said it from the girl's mouth, he felt as if he had snatched away the wife's favorite concubine, and his face was burning with panic.And in view of what happened to him when he was unconscious, this metaphor is also appropriate.

He was speechless for a while, and could only bite his lips desperately.

"Xiao Yan'er? What are you doing?" A cynical voice suddenly came from outside the door, and Dongfang Bubai clenched his limp fists with hatred.

"Tang Wule!" The young man gritted his teeth and looked at the flirtatious dude in blue, with hatred in his eyes that wanted to crush him to ashes.

His arrogance, his ambition, were so easily destroyed overnight by this dandy young master, leaving him covered in scars.How could he not hate it!

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Tang Wule leaned against the door frame, looked at the young man lying on the bed helplessly, and said sarcastically, "Don't look at me like that, young master, I don't know, I thought I didn't take good care of you yesterday!" He planned to kill this insidious villain directly, but he was a bit reluctant to see his beauty.While hesitating, she was hugged up by him, trying her best to seduce her.Only after checking all the pulses did he know that he had taken the top-quality drug.

Tang Wule has always been very unscrupulous, he eats every bite he has, and tries to steal others' if he has nothing to eat.Facing the fat meat that comes to your door, don’t eat it for nothing.

So... the young man woke up like this.

"Tang Wule! You despicable villain who takes advantage of others!" Dongfang Bubai suffered from severe body pain, and could only lie on the bed and play tricks.

"Heh..." Tang Wule smiled contemptuously, the appearance of raising the corners of his lips was still so annoying, but the little girl in the room was still looking at him with admiration.

"Yesterday, you carried it up by yourself. After eating and wiping it up, you turned your face and refused to recognize anyone. I am the victim, right?" young man on the bed.

In an instant, Dongfang Bubai's face turned pale, and suddenly he spit out another mouthful of blood!

he remembers...

He remembered how he threw himself into his arms, how he stretched his waist to accept a dude, how he surrendered to a man...he remembered it all.

The memory is so clear that he cannot deny it.

It was because of this that he hated him even more - he couldn't keep his heart, was bewitched by something else, and took the initiative to give his biggest secret to Tang Wule!

What he hates the most is not Tang Wule, not letting me do what I want, nor Shangguan Yun.It's this self who doesn't live up to expectations!No amount of ambition, no amount of ambition, can't support this unsatisfactory body to go on.

No talent, no matter how hard you work, it's just empty talk.

The young man lost all thoughts for a while, and actually had the idea of ​​committing suicide.

He closed his eyes, blood was still pouring out of his mouth, half of the knuckle-thick mattress was soaked by the blood flowing out of his mouth.

"Yo? But after sleeping, are you going to seek death?" Master Wu Le sneered, flew over and pointed at the acupuncture points on the young man's chest, causing him to groan in pain.

"Dongfang..." Tang Wule touched Dongfang Bubai's face, and said softly, with a lingering voice: "The young master just accepted you into the room yesterday, you can't be arrogant because of favor!" It was full of jokes, without a trace of it Meaning of sympathy...

Dongfang Bubai was enraged when he heard the insatiable words, he suddenly opened his eyes, and stretched out his hand to slap Tang Wule.

Tang Wule didn't hide, and looked at Dongfang Bubai's palm softly against his chest with a smile, without any strength at all: "Oh? What's wrong?"

"It's the young master, I didn't stay by your side all the time, are you wronged?" The dude took the young man into his arms with one hand: "Have you learned to act like a baby yet?"

Dongfang Bubai was surprised, and suddenly said impatiently: "My martial arts! You! What did you do to me?!" His meridians were empty, and he could not feel any fluctuation of internal force at all. Where did his martial arts go? ? !

He still has so many things he hasn't done, how can he not have martial arts? !

Tang Wule held the young man who was so weak that he could only limp in his arms, and bit the several marks on his neck deeper.He mumbled in his mouth: "You've gone mad yourself, what's the matter with me?" Without martial arts, it's good, without martial arts, he can do whatever he wants, and how long he wants to do it?

The waist and limbs who have practiced martial arts are extremely soft and can withstand shocks that ordinary people cannot bear.Tang Wule can be regarded as a veteran of unrestrained entertainment, but whether it is a chivalrous lady or a courtesan courtesan...the joy brought to him by the young man in his arms is not as intense.

In fact, he didn't feel that it was too much to kill someone who had had skin relatives.If it weren't for the good taste of Dongfang Bubai, Master Tang San wouldn't have allowed him to live until now.

Dongfang Bubai didn't even have the strength to move his fingers, so he could only raise his eyelids and stare fiercely at the playboy who was doing his hands up and down on him.

"Don't worry." Tang Wule rubbed his strong waist and ate the tofu without any psychological pressure under the young man's eyes that wanted to kill: "If you serve the young master happily, you can't say when, young master, I'm in a good mood." As soon as you are cured, will you be cured?"

"Think, think beautifully!" Dongfang Bubai hadn't spoken yet, but the little girl who was watching the two people's intimacy spoke up.She said angrily: "This fox is beautiful, but she always hurts people!"

"If you let him recover his martial arts, then it's okay?"

Dongfang Bubai was sung by the two of them, so angry that his heart and liver were aching.

"Heh!" Young Master Wu Le's hand slipped in irregularly from the hem of the youth's clothes, he didn't even look at the girl, he just said calmly: "Get out."

The corner of the little girl's mouth curled down.She looked at Dongfang Bubai with some hesitation, and then at Tang Wule.But in the end, he left the room obediently, and closed the door for them intimately...

For a moment, only Dongfang Bubai and Tang Wule were left in the room, and they were so close that they could even hear each other's breathing.

Dongfang Bubai looked at the dandy who could count the eyelashes in front of him, closed his eyes, and suddenly said: "I was ungrateful before and wanted to kill you, is it mine?" Taken it: "Now I can be regarded as retribution."

"Tang Wule, you can kill me, you can kill me." I don't want to be king, I just want to die cleanly.The mortal world is ruthless and has destroyed him into what he is now.Tang Wule knew his secret, but he probably didn't know how contemptuous he was in his heart.

It's really embarrassing for him, dirtying his body is just to humiliate himself.

From the corner of the tightly closed eye, a teardrop fell.Swipe across the crystal clear cheeks, all the way to the corner of the mouth, and then... licked away by the soft tip of the tongue...

The dandy young master showed a mean smile: "Are you serious? Or are you just trying to win my sympathy, young master?"

"I know Dongfang Bubai, but the talent who almost killed me, young master. But after being slept for a night, he can't survive?" Tang Wule said lightly.

These words may seem ironic, but in fact, they are more comforting.

The young man was shocked when he heard this, and bit his lips even tighter.

The hands under the clothes were still fumbling, and it was impossible to see that this dude would comfort others... Thinking of this, he suddenly didn't want to die anymore.

Those who humiliated him, those who mocked him, made others look like ghosts...

One day, he will kill them all!