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Wucheng hurriedly got up and ran to the kitchen, the glass shards on the ground had disappeared.The lid of the pot was about to jump up with steam, so he hurriedly turned off the fire and opened the lid.Fortunately, it's not too late.

Five oranges filled a bowl of soup, the soup was clear, with a layer of oil floating on it, and there was a small chicken leg in it, which was pretty pretty.

"The stew is a bit old..." Wu Cheng's voice was full of regret, "I don't know if it's good or not."

Xi Yang's eyes curved beautifully, "It must be delicious."

"It's my first time to stew chicken soup." Wucheng praised me with a look of anticipation.

"You're great..." Chang Xiyang leaned closer to his ear, and blew softly, with an ambiguous tone.

"I give you ten seconds to finish this bowl of soup, and then." His eyes darkened, and the domineering president got on his body.

"I advise you to be kind."

Afterwards, the soup was naturally drunk, ten seconds was impossible, and he drank the soup stickily, applied medicine to Wu Cheng and wrapped gauze, and Wu Cheng squeezed another glass of orange juice for him.

"Feed me a drink."

"Your body..."

"Where do you want to go?"

"It's the same as you think." He kissed her and passed the orange juice to the man.

Chang Xiyang closed his eyes, the sweet and sour taste, gradually heavy breathing, and himself Chang Xiyang has lost a lot, the former lover, the former identity, and the person who once lived in the pupils.

A lot of things are not whether he wants it or not, but whether he can.

He doesn't want to lose, but he can't not lose.

So now, he doesn't want to leave the person on his body... is that okay?

He never said love to Wu Cheng, this word is too heavy, but he is selfish and frivolous.

He can't afford it.

"Chengcheng... are you serious?"

"When did I not treat you seriously?"

He sighed and hugged him tighter. . Wucheng shook her head and kissed the man on the shoulder.

"Ah?" Chang Xiyang touched Wu Cheng's lower back and pinched her.

"Like that person?" The boy blinked and smiled.

"You better stop talking."

After it was over, Chang Xiyang lay in Wucheng's arms and kissed him carelessly.

"Be honest." Wu Cheng shouted hoarsely, his self-control was not good.

"Well, sure enough, I still like you to be fierce."

"You're an M!" Wucheng pressed his shoulders and smiled, leaving a few shallow tooth marks.

Suddenly there were two vibrating sounds around him. Wu Cheng had just dropped his cell phone beside the bed. Xi Yang never looked at his cell phone, and he didn't care.

"Don't you want to see?" Chang Xiyang raised his neck, revealing a larger area of ​​skin to the man.

"Irrelevant people."

"Huh?" When Wucheng said this, Chang Xiyang became interested instead, he usually saw Wucheng holding his mobile phone and didn't know what to type, so he turned his head and reached for the mobile phone, "Then let me see. "

"Don't!" Wucheng frowned, reaching out to stop her.

It was the first time that Chang Xiyang saw him so nervous, he protected the phone and refused to give it to him, Wucheng's phone was unlocked, and when the screen was turned on, there was a message notification.

No remarks, the name is Xiaoqian.

Chang Xiyang's pupils suddenly narrowed, and he tried his best to open the message calmly.

A photo of a half-exposed breast.

In a word: Young master, I will come now.

His hands trembled a little, his fingers slid upwards, and naked and provocative words filled the screen.

The screen was so bright that it hurt his eyes, it was too bright.

"Xiyang! Xiyang, listen to me!" Seeing Chang Xiyang's expression, Wucheng knew something was wrong, and hurriedly grabbed his arm to explain.

Chang Xiyang blinked, turned off the screen, looked up at Wucheng, didn't say a word, swayed twice, and disappeared.

Wu Cheng grabbed the man's hand and caught nothing in an instant, and he collapsed on the bed, losing his mind.

"So, you don't even need to snap your fingers..."

It was already dark outside, and he was alone in the empty house. It was extremely silent, and the smell of lust had not yet dissipated.

"This is really... a joke." He buried his face in the pillow with a helpless tone.

So now, here comes the problem.

When your non-human lover disappears without even snapping your fingers, as a human being, is it faster for you to chase him on your legs or on a four-wheeled horse?

Wucheng sighed deeply, sat up and turned on the phone, looked at the message Xiaoqian sent just now, rubbed his hair irritably, and turned his head to look over.

"Where did he go?" Chang Xi Yangshan hid it, it was really not easy for him to find it by himself.

"Magazine." A deep female voice rang out, and a tall and thin woman suddenly appeared with an indifferent expression.

"You do have a body." He looked up at the man, not caring about being stared at, and got up to put on his clothes.

"Thanks to you." Although Wucheng's attack was extremely powerful that day, their power came from the same source, and many of them transformed into her own, greatly increasing her strength.

Wucheng didn't care about that person anymore, took the key and hurried out the door.There were not many cars on the road at night, and he mentioned that he was going to fly at a high speed, regardless of the traffic laws and safety of his life, in his eyes, nothing was more important than Chang Xiyang.

Chang Xiyang now has one leg crippled, and his fever hasn't fully healed yet. He just became a Little Demon Fairy, and his body hasn't been cleaned up yet, so he doesn't know how uncomfortable it is.

For the first time, Wucheng felt that the journey from home to the magazine office was so long.

The tree shadows on the side of the road are silent and black.He opened the window and the wind howled through his hollow brain.

It also tore apart the crumbling time behind him.

The car slammed to a stop at the gate of the magazine office, and Wu Cheng jumped out of the car. Sure enough, the lights were still on.The door was unlocked, and he rushed into the room with the lights on, calling Xi Yang's name.

Opening the door, it was Xi Yang and Si Song.

There was only one small light turned on in the room, and the light was soft and warm.Xi Yang was wearing a slightly larger shirt, which was sticking to his body with some dampness, and his hair was wet and dripping. He was lying in Si Song's arms, his shoulders twitched, as if he was crying.Si Song took the towel and gently wiped his head.

He stopped at the door, but suddenly lost the courage to go in.

The light was gentle, but it didn't shine on him, and his heart felt like a punch.

They look so good together.

"Young Master Cheng is really determined to come here." Si Song mocked without raising his head.

"I actually don't quite understand why you still have the face to chase after him. Mr. Orange is a strange person."

Wucheng was speechless for a moment.

He expected that Xiaoqian was in collusion with Si Song, and wanted to follow that person's thinking, keep in touch with Xiaoqian, and perfectly presented them with a scumbag appearance. Then he dragged out those two people, and he was brought out first.

How can this be explained?

One trick turned the trick into a self-destruction that revealed his true nature as a disciple. This is really, he jumped into other people's trap in a hurry.

The atmosphere became quiet for a moment, except for the breathing of the three of them and Xi Yang's low sobbing, the magazine office in the middle of the night was completely silent.

But suddenly, abrupt footsteps sounded, one after another, crisp and sharp.

who?

In the darkness, a red light hit Wucheng out of thin air.

He hurriedly turned sideways, dodging the attack, and stumbled into the room.

A whip!The long whip broke through the air, came quickly and fiercely, and passed by his ear.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me at home? But I'll be easy to find, young master." Xiaoqian's originally lovely face became hideous under the dim light,

She dragged a long whip and stepped on high heels to approach Wu Cheng step by step, and flicked a whip, but the whip seemed to have eyes, rushing straight towards him with a red light, and Wu Cheng's mind went blank. , no action.

At this moment, a ray of soft blue light came out of his pocket, and Wu Cheng subconsciously twisted his body to protect the contents of the pocket and prevent the blue light from leaking out, but the light instantly expanded and enveloped him.

Seeing that the red light and the blue light were about to collide, there was a loud shout: "Shut up, Xiao Qian!"

The long whip turned a corner sharply, almost brushing against Wu Cheng's eyes, and a gust of wind swept over his hair on his forehead. The whip hit the wall heavily before it could be retracted, and only a bang was heard. With a loud bang, a long winding scar was left on the wall.

Wucheng was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, he hurriedly went to look at the things in his pockets.

The blue light became weaker and weaker, gathering into a ray that wanted to go back into the pocket.

A whirlwind came, and Si Song rushed in front of Wucheng. With a wave of his hand, Wucheng's pocket burst open, and something slowly floated towards him.

"You don't want him to die?" Xiao Qianyi stomped his foot, pointed his whip at Wu Cheng, and asked Si Song in a sharp voice.

The blocking sound just now came from Si Song's mouth!

What about Xi Yang!

Wucheng turned her head to look at Xiyang. He was laid on the bed quietly, looking at this side without even blinking.

There were still tears on his cheeks, tears still hanging from his eyelashes, but he just looked at himself without emotion.

"Of course I want to..." Si Song's voice was bitter, "But this..." He reached out to hold up the floating object, it was the little fortune bag!

The last ray of blue light drifted back into the lucky bag, and Si Song's face became darker and darker.

Xiaoqian frowned and said nothing.

Si Song clutched the lucky bag tightly and walked to the bed.

"Slap!" Wu Cheng was stunned by a crisp slap.That man actually hit Chang Xiyang!

"Why did you hit him!" Wucheng's voice was filled with anger.

Si Song ignored him, but the hand raised in the air did not receive a second slap after all.

He slowly caressed Xi Yang's cheek, and lightly touched the place that had just been slapped red. A bright red palm was printed on the fair skin, which was particularly dazzling.

"Why did you do this...have you considered us, considered yourself..." Si Song's voice trembled violently.

Xiaoqian punched the wall, and the wall sank into a pit in an instant.She glanced at Wucheng bitterly, and kicked him in disbelief. The sharp heel hit his waist, making him grunt, but he didn't feel much pain anymore.

"Speak up! A Yang! Do you think I'm dead? You clearly know how important you are to me! If Xiaoqian's whip is really hit, half of the divine power..."

Si Song had completely lost his composure. He frantically shook Xi Yang's shoulder and asked loudly, "Isn't 130 years not enough! Do you have to take your own life! Ah! Speak up!"

"I know that I am just a useless person without qualifications now." Chang Xiyang said, his voice was dry, "I also know that your strength is far beyond mine, but apart from you, no one in the world can do anything to me. Only you You guys will threaten him...

Half of my divine power, I'm already so weak, what's the difference?As long as you can protect him well...as long as you can protect him well, that's enough. "

Wucheng was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that Chang Xiyang would still be willing to defend him at this time.

"Chengcheng...it's about time now, I have something to tell you." Xi Yang hesitated for a while before opening his mouth. "So many times, I still don't know what to say."

Si Song calmed down a little, and surrounded him from behind, his voice still a little hoarse, "At least this time there's me and Xiaoqian, isn't it?"

Xiaoqian snorted coldly, and kicked Wucheng again, "Young master, do you really think of yourself as a son? Don't stand in the way." She pouted towards the sofa, and Wucheng sat down as she said.