After wearing the book, I fed the beautiful and miserable male protagonist

Lin Zang had a very comfortable dream.

In the dream, he was in a warm place, the breath between his nose was warm and moist, his body seemed to be hugged by a stove, from his eyebrows, cheeks, to lips and teeth, all exuded scalding heat.

That gentle and delicate touch made him sink, he seemed to smell Chang Qiuli's breath in a trance, and had a shameful sexual dream.

He dreamed that he was kissing Chang Qiuli.

The man was still the same as before, with a gentle smile on his face, clear and cold brows and eyes, but his desire to get close to him was so strong.

In the dream, Lin Zang was muddled, and he had long been addicted to his dominance.

I want him to hug me, I want him to be close to me, I want him to call him my master.

I really want to...

The next day, when Lin Zang woke up, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and after waking up, his brain was empty for a while, and his face was flushed.

What has he been thinking all night? !

Sitting up slowly, Lin Zang was stunned when he glanced at the clothes beside him.

Next to his pillow, there was a set of pure white cotton clothes neatly placed. The cloth of the clothes was exquisite, and there were faint traces of French patterns on them.

It's vestments.

Turning his head, Lin Zang searched for a long time but couldn't find the clothes he was wearing yesterday, his eyes fell on this suit again, frowning, hesitant.

Could this be... Zheng Xingwen prepared it for him?

This suit is also too expensive.

It's just that there are no other clothes right now, so Lin Zang can only wear this dress, pursing his lips slightly.

The person who was a little slow to react suddenly realized that there was something wrong at this moment. We met by chance, why did Zheng Xingwen treat him so well, did he ask for something, or something else?

And... Lin Zang frowned thinking of something.

It's too rude to break in and take someone's clothes without their permission.

With that in mind, Lin Zang walked out the door.

But as soon as he went out, the sound of chaos from all around immediately reached his ears. Seeing the chaos in front of him, Lin Zang grabbed Xiao Er and asked, "What happened?"

When Xiao Er saw the person, he immediately recognized who he was, and hurriedly said: "My lord, you are the one who lived in the shop with Mr. Zheng from the nearby house yesterday, right?! Mr. Zheng had a dispute with others, and now They are arguing downstairs, why don't you go and have a look?"

Lin Zang was taken aback.

Zheng Xingwen quarreled with others?

Zheng Xingwen has always been mild-tempered, how can he still quarrel with others?

Confused, Lin Zang followed Xiaoer downstairs.

Groups of people were already gathered downstairs. In the middle of the crowd, Zheng Xingwen was so angry that he buried his head and walked around. Right in front of him, there were food scraps scattered on the ground, and a young man in black leaned expressionlessly. Sit on a stool.

When Lin Zang walked over, the young man looked up.

With just one glance, Lin Zang's footsteps stopped at the same place.

The eyes of the young man in black were like stars, his face was sharp, his eyelids were half closed, and his slender eyelashes cast a thin shadow under his eyes.

His pupils were beautiful amber, and his expression was calm. After seeing Lin Zang, he raised his eyes and stared at him unblinkingly, with a very faint smile on the corner of his lips.

"Brother Lin!" Zheng Xingwen noticed Lin Zang approaching, and immediately turned around and walked over.

It was only after he shouted that Lin Zang came back to his senses.

But he couldn't help but cast his eyes on the young man in black.

His eyes...like.

Like him, but not.

Even though the temperament is similar, but the lip shape is different, the curvature of the mandible is also different, this young man's temperament is more dull, his Chang Qiuli's eyes have always been clean and bright.

It was obvious that he missed that person too much, even though he knew they were not alone, Lin Zang was still reluctant to look away.

But looking at it, the young man in black raised his foot and walked over.

Lin Zang: "."

"Brother Lin, are you listening to me?" Zheng Xingwen asked.

Lin Zang only listened to what he said, and turned his face, quite embarrassed: "What did you say?"

Zheng Xingwen: "..."

He looked at Lin Zang for a long time, with a look of displeasure on his face.

"Brother Lin," he said in a deep voice, "I quarreled with others because of your breakfast."

Lin Zang froze, more confused: "My breakfast?"

Zheng Xingwen said: "Originally, I was going to bring you breakfast, but I was tripped by a kid who came out of nowhere. Not only did that bastard not apologize, but he was also arrogant. I couldn't help it... "

"It turns out that your omnivores are for this young master." A hoarse voice sounded beside his ears.

Lin Zang's heart speeded up uncontrollably, and he looked over again.

The sound... also seems to be.

But his voice is hoarse, Chang Qiuli's voice is clear and smooth, different.

The young man in black stared at Lin Zang.

"What is an omnivore?!" Zheng Xingwen was extremely displeased, "This is something I prepared for a friend. It has nothing to do with you. Is it up to you to judge?"

He was furious, but the young man in black kept looking at Lin Zang, as if he hadn't heard his words.

Looking at the two of them, Zheng Xingwen's heart suddenly rang an alarm bell, and he was about to raise his hand to pull Lin Zang behind him, but at this moment, a stone was thrown from outside, and the young man in black raised his hand and flickered across his eyes. He looked gloomy.

Outside, a folding fan of a man with blood dripping on his forehead was swaying, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Zang.

Lin Zang's complexion suddenly turned green.

Shen Wuyou got rid of the control of backlash, and changed back to his gentle and affectionate appearance.

He leaned against the window, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "It's really..."

"Lucky."

As soon as he jumped into the restaurant, the expressions of all the guests present changed immediately.

The attire with the blood dripping on the forehead is too representative, but anyone who has wandered in the world of cultivation can recognize it at this moment.

The lord of the blood clan, Shen Wuyou.

Even though the world of self-cultivation and the demon world are in peace, the demon world is rumored to be evil after all, and the blood race is full of evil in it. Most people say that the first reaction when they see him is fear and disgust.

Lin Zang stepped back, turned his head and wanted to leave.But before the footsteps were taken away, Shen Wuyou's voice sounded lazily from behind: "That white-clothed fellow Taoist, why did you leave after seeing me? Is it because I don't like you?"

After he finished speaking, everyone's eyes gathered.

The corner of Lin Zang's mouth twitched, and he stopped abruptly.

It's just that he didn't run into Chang Qiuli, and he didn't run into Ni Xinghua and the others, so he just happened to be able to run into Shen Wuyou.

Lin Zang let out a "tsk", turned around bravely, with a bit of puzzlement on his face, and asked uncertainly, "Are you talking about me?"

Shen Wuyou's eyes sank slightly.

He glanced across Lin Zang's eyebrows, unconsciously stroking the folding fan in his hand.

"This fellow daoist is very similar to an old acquaintance of mine," he said with a slight smile, "There are many people here, I wonder if I have the honor, please come and sit with me, fellow daoist?"

Lin Zang also smiled back, shook his head and refused, "Sorry, I don't recognize you."

Shen Wuyou narrowed his eyes slightly.

Behind him, Ren Ye hurried over. When he saw Lin Zang, his eyes widened, "This is..."

Shen Wuyou swept over, and Ren Ye immediately shut up.

He originally had something important to report, but now that he saw Lin Zang, he immediately leaned over and said in a low voice, "Master, this person is so similar to Master, should we inform Sir as soon as possible?"

Shen Wuyou snorted coldly: "What do you tell him? There are so many similar people in the world, can he see it? It's not like no one has brought similar people to him before."

Ren Ye: "..." But the one in front of me is too similar.

He couldn't help looking away again, and persuaded hesitantly: "Master...you should inform the lord, you and the lord don't get along well, and you were injured by the lord several times, you..."

"Shut up." Shen Wuyou said calmly.

Ren Ye saw his disrespectful appearance, sighed softly, stopped talking, and only reported: "We have already confirmed the current location of the disciples of Deyimen."

"Let's talk later." Shen Wuyou said.

He continued to look at Lin Zang, approached with a folding fan, showing a sad look, and sighed softly: "I feel close to you when we first met, but you are so guarded against me..."

Before he finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and the swaying folding fan stopped in place.

The young man in black showed no emotion, his eyes were like deep seas, and he just looked at him calmly.

Refer to Wuyou's Adam's apple and scroll up and down.

"One after another, it's pretty quick to find someone." His voice was vague, and he smiled coldly.

After saying that, Shen Wuyou turned around and left.

But before he walked out of the gate, a voice suddenly sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Stop."

"My lord, you came all the way here in person, do you have any orders?" Shen Wuyou turned around expressionlessly.

"Attack him."

Shen Wuyou: "..."

He was suddenly amused, and his tone was full of sarcasm: "Master Demon Lord, you pretend to be like this to approach him, and let me attack, are you trying to act?"

"Master is gone, when will you wake up from your dream and face reality?"

Chang Qiuli tilted his head slightly, and his red eyes appeared.

Seeing the change in his expression, Shen Wuyou's expression changed suddenly, and he cursed secretly: "I know!"

He drew out the sword in his hand, looked at Lin Zang, the magic power gathered in his hand, and attacked suddenly.

As soon as the attack came, Lin Zang's eyes widened immediately, Zheng Xingwen's face turned pale, and he wanted to pull Lin Zang away, but he hesitated at that moment.

That is the lord of the blood clan.

Even though he has some cultivation and his family background is superior to ordinary people in the cultivation world, he is the lord of the blood clan...

In a few breaths, Shen Wuyou was approaching, Zheng Xingwen's fingers brushed against the corner of Lin Zang's clothes, a gust of wind passed by, and the black sleeves of his clothes fluttered, Lin Zang felt his body suddenly being lifted up into the air, and he left the place just now .

Shen Wuyou's sword fell on the wooden chair, he drew it back impatiently, glanced over, and said lightly in his heart: "It's just a counterfeit."

He snorted coldly, then turned around to put away his sword, and lazily said, "It's really boring."

"Forget it, I'm not in the mood to play with you."

He suddenly attacked and then withdrew, his acting skills were so poor that even Ren Ye was stunned for a while, and followed him in confusion, and the figures of the two quickly disappeared from here.

After he left, Zheng Xingwen came back to his senses, his face livid: "These people from the demon world are simply lawless!"

He looked at Lin Zang with concern, "Brother Lin, are you okay?"

Chang Qiuli put him on the ground, his eyes lowered.

Lin Zang supported the arm of the person in front of him, his ears were red, and he avoided the young man's sight uncomfortably, his heart beating like a drum.

...Why, this person gives him such an obvious feeling, is it because he looks like Chang Qiuli?

The system said: [Shen Wuyou gave up. 】

【...Host, your heartbeat is abnormally fast, which is not conducive to your body's recovery. What happened? 】

Lin Zang: "..."

He tried his best to control it, but found it was useless, because of the contact just now, his heartbeat was still so fast, and the presence of this young man in black was extremely obvious in his perception.

Lin Zangmu's face turned green when he thought of any possibility.

"...Am I a scumbag?"

Because he left Chang Qiuli for too long and misses him too much, whenever he sees an existence similar to him, there will be a phenomenon of empathy.

He subconsciously regarded this person as Chang Qiuli's substitute?

Thinking of this, Lin Zang's eyes widened, and his chest rose and fell sharply.

In the place where no one can spy, Chang Qiuli glanced over the vivid eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him inch by inch, and he lowered his head to approach, full of desire.

But at this moment, Lin Zang's complexion changed in various ways, and he took a big step back and moved away from the person in front of him.

He raised his head, as if he was talking to himself, and also as if he was notifying him.

Clenching his fingers tightly, he said in a solemn voice, "I already have someone I like."

The author has something to say:

This update is in the early morning, and the next update is at 21 o'clock in the evening.

Then I will adjust it back to update at 21:[-] every night~