After exposing myself, I was approached by my best friend

"I want your body, Qing."

He Mao Lingsuo said softly, with a smile on his brows and eyes full of affection.The ambiguous words seemed to be exchanging feelings with his lover, but Wu Tiaoqing felt the coolness rising from his limbs and penetrating the bone marrow, and his blood seemed to be frozen.

He didn't think that this person was referring to those charming things. The meaning of this sentence was probably purely literal.

His body, or, his corpse.

abnormal.

Wutiaoqing gritted her teeth secretly, thinking bitterly why the thunder didn't kill this man last time.

The blood spilling from the wound soaked the clothes, rendering a large area of ​​dazzling red on it, and double images began to appear in the gradually blurred vision, and if he didn't want to get out of trouble for treatment, he might really have to confess here.

"He Mo... Your Excellency is... very good at... joking..."

The slightly panting voice is indescribably sexy and hoarse, which makes people can't help but think of some dreamy things. The young man's face is covered with wet cold sweat, his hair like ink lines sticks to his face, and his eyes are full of mist. , and the lips stained extraordinarily red with blood.

If that face turned ambiguously red, it's not hard to imagine what a breathtaking scene it would be.

A bewitching...monster.

He Mao's throat rolled, and a magnetic low laugh overflowed from his throat, "You really are very interesting."

He embraced the young man whose body was gradually losing strength, put his palms on his back, stroked along the back with his fingers ambiguously little by little, leaned close to the other's ear, and smiled softly. "Qing, I want to hug you."

Wu Tiaoqing's eyes sharpened, and almost instantly, the ink in the pupils faded, and the emerald green as transparent as a mountain lake spread out like ink, covering the entire pupils.

The silent woods seemed to wake up in an instant, wild wolves howled, birds sang loudly, sharp cries pierced the night sky, and the movement of birds spreading their wings came from all directions.

- [Fuck off]

He Mao Lingsuo uncontrollably let go of his hand, stepped back, and retreated a distance, Wujo Qing stabilized his swaying body, and the wild wolves that jumped out of the forest blocked him one after another, grinning at the opposite The man let out a threatening growl, stepped on the dead branches and leaves on the ground, and moved forward slowly, surrounding him among the wolves.

At the same time, the beasts living in the forest also came towards this direction one after another.

The sharp pain in his leg made He Mao regain consciousness. Not far away, the beautiful young man's eyes were cold and his red lips parted.

"Rip him apart."

With an order, the wolves that were about to move no longer restrained themselves. Before being overwhelmed by wild wolves, He Mao Rensuo saw that the man turned around surrounded by birds, his steps were a little slow, but his back was like an awe-inspiring and inviolable god. , will usher in the crazy revenge of the things that serve the gods.

……

At the gathering not far away, the two people who had vented freely stopped their hands together, and the eyes of the monsters turned to the woods that made the movement.

Gojo Satoru looked around, but didn't find the person he brought here. When he saw the snacks placed under the big tree with lotus leaves, his brows twitched, and his eyes fell on the dark woods behind him. There is a bad feeling.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his face change slightly, the Shuten-douji who restrained his demonic power asked casually, took off the gourd from his waist, pulled out the cork, and took a big gulp of wine.

"My people are gone."

Gojo Wujo spoke in a cold voice, leaned forward after speaking, flew out like a sharp arrow, and rushed straight into the woods.

Shuten-douji was stunned for a moment, and the figure of the other party disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows, put the gourd back on his waist, tilted his head, and said something to Momiji Kari who was beside him. "I'll go and have a look, you continue."

After speaking, he also disappeared into the dark woods.

Hong Yekari looked at the scene of the rally where the ground was in a mess and couldn't find any traces of it before. He was silent for a second, and then viciously pointed his middle fingers in the direction the two were leaving. "Continue your sister, you stupid idiot!!"

"Don't let my old lady see you two again!!"

……

Gojo Satoru shuttled through the woods at an extremely fast speed, the surrounding scenery was constantly changing, and there was a gust of wind, and there was a trace of blood in the passing wind. Gojo Satoru stopped on a tree trunk, frowning, and his nose moved slightly .

two?

But it's all coming from the same direction...

He bent his feet, intending to go to the nearest side first.

In the quiet forest, weeds are overgrown, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the moonlight penetrates the branches, bringing a faint light to the forest at night.

The dark red blood stains dripping on the ground spread all the way, and stopped under a big tree with thick branches and leaves. The pale black-haired young man sat on the ground with his back against the tree trunk, his eyes closed tightly as if he was asleep, and the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth was so red. Dazzling, slipping down the chin, soaking the collar, a few birds landed on his shoulders to comb their feathers, as if treating the youth as a lifeless straw man in the field.

White fingers covered his waist, blood spilled from the gaps between the fingers, staining the clothes under his body and the dead leaves on the ground red, and the other hand was hanging powerlessly by his side.The night wind blew gently, blowing the young man's messy hair, and the smell of blood became stronger, mixed with a sweet and greasy aroma of wine.

Gojo Satoru seemed to be awakened by the sound of the wind, before he had time to think about his body, he rushed over. The bird was disturbed, fluttered its wings and flew into the air, dropping pieces of feathers.

"Qing...?" He softly called that person's name, and the other person leaned there quietly like a lifelike and exquisite puppet, without any response.

Slightly stiff fingers touched the young man's cheek lightly, with a little warmth. Although the breathing under the nose was weak, he could still feel it. Gojo Satoru took a deep breath to calm himself down.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, there was a slight movement behind him, Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his head, his cold eyes were like sharp blades, Shuten-douji, who had just landed, paused for a moment, grabbed his hair, walked under the big tree, and sized up the young man The injury on his body touched his chin and clicked his tongue. "How did this happen, the blood is almost drained?"

He glanced around, wondering why there was such a strong smell of blood, and why the wolves, tigers and leopards living around him were nowhere to be seen.

But now is not the time to think about these things. He thinks that the kid next to him is quite pleasing to the eye. If someone dies with him, he probably won't have a sandbag to move his muscles and bones in the future.

Thinking of this, Shuten-douji took off the wine gourd under Gojo Satoru's cold gaze, and threw it over.

"Feed him something to drink, and then take the person back to heal his wounds." As he spoke, he got up from the ground, pressed his shoulders and twisted his neck.

"I'll go ahead and see what's going on."

Shuten-douji jumped up, and his figure quickly disappeared among the treetops. Gojo Gojo glanced at the direction in which he was leaving, and tightened his grip on the gourd in his hand.

When the fight was over just now, he saw Shuten Doji drink a sip of wine, and the wound on his body healed quickly, it should be a good thing for healing.

He supported the unconscious young man under the big tree in his arms, pulled the cork off the wine gourd, the blood on his lips was extremely glaring, Gojo Wu's eyes darkened, he pulled up his cuffs and wiped it gently.

The mouth of the gourd is tilted towards the gap between the lips, and the intoxicating aroma of wine spreads under the big tree.

The seriously injured young man completely lost consciousness. The mellow transparent liquid stained his lips with water, and slipped down the corners of his mouth, soaking his collar, but it didn't play its original role.

Gojo Gojo paused for a moment, looking at the unconscious young man who seemed to be asleep, his eyes darkened.

After a few minutes, he let out a foul breath and made a decision in his mind. He took a mouthful of the wine gourd, pinched the other's chin, and bowed his head.

The crystal thread broke in the air, and the face of the teetotal young master was blushed by the alcohol. Even though he didn't swallow it, the alcohol left in his mouth still made his brain a little confused. He shook his head and bit the tip of his tongue, The stinging pain made Wujo Wu's mind clear up a little.

What's so good about this kind of thing.

He muttered to himself, checked the wound on his lower back, the effect of the wine was immediate, the blood had stopped smoothly, Gojo Satoru breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and decided to go back first.

He hung the gourd around his waist, and picked up the young man who was leaning against the big tree. When he got up, he staggered twice, paused, stared at the gourd on his waist with a dark complexion, and tightened his arms a little. , hugged the person tightly in his hands, bent his knees, kicked his feet hard, jumped into the air like a spring, and lightly passed through the branches and trunks, moving quickly in the direction of Heianjing.

A few dark clouds drifted across the sky, gradually covering the full moon, and the light in the woods became increasingly dim.

When Jiu Tun-douji, who went to investigate, came back, he found that the two people under the big tree had long since disappeared, and his own wine gourd disappeared together.

Shuten-douji: "..."

Fuck, brat!

……

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden commotion in the quiet Wujo house, and the lights were turned on one after another. After Gojo Wu returned home, he put the person in his room first, got up and went out, found the room of the resident doctor at home, kicked the door open, and directly put the man in his room. The sleeping doctor carried it on his shoulders.

The scream pierced the night sky, and could be heard from the Patriarch’s house in the distance. Patriarch Wutiao opened his eyes on the bedding, got up quickly, took the robe on the wooden shelf beside him and put it on, and opened the door. The servant Zhongbang was in a hurry. Come and half kneel in front of him.

"My lord, the young master has brought that one back."

"Your Excellency, you are seriously injured."

Patriarch Wutiao frowned, strode past the servant on the wooden corridor, and Zhongbang got up quickly.

"Did you call the doctor?" Patriarch Wutiao asked without turning his head, and Zhongbang quickly responded, "The young master took Mr. Keisuke away, the voice just now was..."

"...nonsense." Patriarch Wutiao paused and gave orders. "Go and bring Ami here."

"Yes!" Zhongbang stopped, bowed towards the Patriarch's back, turned and left in a hurry, and went to find Miss Yamei, who was rare in the clan who had practiced healing techniques.

In Gojo Satoru's room, the doctor who was woken up in the middle of the night and thought he had been kidnapped after being frightened had a very ugly face, and had to face the bully of the clan with a forced smile.

"Young master... this adult's injury is not serious, but he lost a lot of blood. Although the bleeding has stopped now, he still needs to rest for a while before he wakes up."

Haven't you treated people's wounds already?Why are you tossing the old man in the middle of the night!

A little later, the wound will heal soon, okay? !

"Tsk." Gojo Gojo clicked his tongue, looked up and down at the doctor who was enjoying the enshrining at home, and then at the pale person lying on the mattress who seemed to be dissipating in smoke at any time. In the doctor's numb eyes Next, said in a cold voice, "Trash."

...You are the young master, you have the final say, and I am a waste.

"Wu, it's too rude to Your Excellency Keisuke."

Patriarch Wutiao walked into the room, and nodded slightly to the dejected doctor with black fog around his head. "Your Excellency Qingjie, you've worked hard, Wu is ignorant, so please don't take it to heart."

"Where is the head of the family?" The doctor stood up and replied with a forced smile.

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes, and spoke to the Patriarch Gojo impatiently. "Why are you here? What's the matter with you?"

Physician: "..."

Suddenly, I felt that the young master was already very polite to me.

Ha ha.

The author has something to say: Big Cat (Contemplation): Hmm...bring it back first, Qing should like it.

Shuten: Although I am not human, you are a real dog.

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Brain teasing is deliberately talking about it to make people angry!

感谢在2021-05-2514:42:24~2021-05-2620:42:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 3 abyss looking back at you; 1 grazing cattle;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: the world is hell, salmon feast, want to eat 10 bottles of snail powder; 5 bottles of cattle and grass; 2 bottles of bonito;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!