Run the rivers and lakes

Liu Yunsheng carried most of the weight of Wei Shuxing, and it was not easy to walk.From time to time there was a breeze in the mountains, but Liu Yunsheng felt hot and dry, and his throat was a little thirsty for some reason.

He felt the person hanging on his body move slightly, and looked down, only to find that Wei Shuxing had already woken up.

Wei Shuxing woke up too quickly, which made Liu Yunsheng feel a little panicked.He stopped, and tentatively asked, "Brother Wei...?"

Although Wei Shuxing had a splitting headache, he finally regained his senses.His voice was a little hoarse, with some inexplicable depression, and he replied: "Brother Liu, it's me."

Liu Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on a big rock not far from the tree, and said with relief, "Great, you've recovered."

After that, he looked at Wei Shuxing's injury with concern, and said: "You are injured, I will give you internal strength first to make you feel better, and then I will take you to find Miss Bai."

Wei Shuxing lowered his head and pursed his lips tightly, like a seven-year-old child being bullied, with an inexplicable grievance on his face, and a depressed tone: "Brother Liu, I let the poison take hold, and my sanity is not good at all." Out of control, I shouldn't have let this happen."

Liu Yunsheng has always taken the soft rather than the hard, and the last thing he wants is to see others show weakness in front of him.What's more, Wei Shuxing was always indifferent and tough to others, but he was only soft in front of him, which made his heart soften along with Wei Shuxing, almost melting at the touch of it.

He couldn't help holding Wei Shuxing's hand, put his fingertips on the back of his hand, touched it lightly back and forth, and gently comforted him: "You have done a good job, it's not your fault. Come on, turn around, I'll give you a hand." You lose and you lose."

Liu Yunsheng sat cross-legged behind Wei Shuxing, holding his back with his palms, and Wei Shuxing felt the warmth bubbling from behind him, making him feel much more comfortable.

But Liu Yunsheng didn't feel very well. For some reason, he just felt hotter and hotter, and his mouth gradually became dry. His mind was in a mess, unable to think, and unable to speak clearly.Beads of sweat slid down his face and drenched his clothes.

Wei Shuxing felt the transmission of internal force suddenly stop, and was about to ask something when he suddenly felt a heat on his back.

——It was Liu Yunsheng who posted it.

Wei Shuxing's body froze stiffly, and his tone was a little unstable: "Liu... Brother Liu, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Yunsheng's hot breath coiled around Wei Shuxing's ear, and he murmured as if in a dream: "I'm hot... uncomfortable, thirsty..."

Wei Shuxing sensed that something was wrong, and quickly turned around to support Liu Yunsheng's leaning shoulder.And Liu Yunsheng's face was already blushing, and there was an inexplicable mist in his eyes, making him look lingering and bewildered.

"Thirsty..." Liu Yunsheng looked at Wei Shuxing's face vaguely, and pressed Wei Shuxing's lips vaguely.

Wei Shuxing opened his eyes wide in horror, and before he had time to react, Liu Yunsheng pushed him onto the rock behind him.

Liu Yunsheng grabbed Wei Shuxing's shoulder and took the opportunity to intensify the kiss.He stuck out the tip of his tongue, pried away Wei Shuxing's pursed lips, and drove straight into the entanglement, sucking the moisture from his lips insatiably.At the same time, his other hand wandered from Wei Shuxing's waist to his chest, and his fingers picked up a section of the collar to penetrate into the clothes, attempting to invade deeper.

Wei Shuxing's face was flushed with crimson, the strings in his heart were being plucked non-stop, but he couldn't tune it.He couldn't bear it anymore, and ignored the still aching wound, he directly grabbed Liu Yunsheng's restless hand, pressed it against his body, covered his lips, and made a big aggression, as if he was venting and Telling, the suppressed rolling tide slowly surged up.

After lingering for a long time, Wei Shu let go of his mouth, and pecked on the side of Liu Yunsheng's face like attachment.Liu Yunsheng hugged his waist, and murmured tenderly in his ear: "Beauty, I'm so sad, please help me, help me..."

When Wei Shuxing heard the word "beauty", his heart was tightened, as if a ladle of cold water had been poured on him, and he suddenly woke up.He asked Liu Yunsheng seriously: "Brother Liu, look at me, do you still recognize me, who am I?"

Liu Yunsheng muttered deliriously: "You are...a beauty..."

Wei Shuxing took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists, and squeezed back the feelings he wanted to release bit by bit.He propped his elbows on Liu Yunsheng's side, his lowered face pressed against Liu Yunsheng's shoulder, and his body trembled uncontrollably.The tone was almost resolutely calm, like the temperature of falling into an ice cave, it was extremely cold.

He said in a low voice: "I can't do this, I can't do it. If I do it, I will lose you when you wake up, right?"

Taking advantage of his reason, Wei Shuxing immediately made a decision and clicked on Liu Yunsheng's sleeping point.

Fu Yuan took Wang Junyu back to the Yu Mansion, and all the doctors in the mansion rushed into Wang Junyu's room in a hurry.Wang Junyu lost a lot of blood and was extremely weak. Fortunately, he recovered his life.

The people in the house were busy and tossed and tossed until the evening before they stopped.

After Fu Yuan explained the situation to Yu Yigu, on the way back to his room, he saw Qiu Xiaoba's room was lit with a weak light, and pushed the door open like a ghost and went in.

Qiu Xiaoba was sitting by the desk applying medicine, his upper body was half-naked, his back was facing Fu Yuan, a wound stretched obliquely from the spine of the shoulder blade to the external oblique muscle, showing a hazy blood color under the harsh light.Fu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw a faint tattoo on Qiu Xiaoba's waist.

"No one has taught you to knock on the door before entering the house?" Qiu Xiaoba said coldly.

Fu Yuan raised his eyebrows pretending to be helpless, and said glibly: "No one has taught it, but I will meet next time, because you taught me today."

"It's you?" Qiu Xiaoba suddenly shuddered, and picked up the clothes on the table and was about to put them on.

"Hey, wait." Fu Yuan stepped forward and held Qiu Xiaoba's hand, with a low eyebrow and a good voice, "Guardian Zuo has an injury on his body, and he hasn't applied medicine yet, how about I help the Lord?" One hand?"

"You?" Qiu Xiaoba looked up suspiciously at Fu Yuan, "What's on your mind?"

Fu Yuan smiled, and patted Qiu Xiaoba on the shoulder: "Of course it's friendship and mutual assistance. They're all men. What else can I do to you?"

"..." Qiu Xiaoba didn't bother to refute, and said quietly, "These words come from your mouth, listen to it yourself, do you think it is credible?"

After hearing it himself, Fu Yuan found it really unbelievable, so he simply stopped explaining.But as early as during the conversation, he took Qiu Xiaoba's medicine by the hand, sat behind Qiu Xiaoba without any scruples, sprinkled some medicine powder on Qiu Xiaoba's wound, and said: "It was 800 years ago. I've said it, I'm not interested in you, be honest."

"Hiss..." Qiu Xiaoba gasped in pain, didn't bother to continue to refute, and let him apply the medicine for himself.

Fu Yuan moved cautiously, trying to focus on the wound.Qiu Xiaoba's waist is relatively narrow, there is no trace of fat on his body, his muscles are tight, and the curve of his back is extremely smooth.Fu Yuan couldn't help putting his fingers on his back, and slid down along the edge of the wound, his eyes fell on the tattoo on his waist.

Qiu Xiaoba grabbed Fu Yuan's hand stretched to his waist in time, with a hint of anger in his voice: "What are you doing?"

"I know this tattoo design." Fu Yuan's voice whispered in people's ears, as soft as a lingering murmur in a night dream, "Many years ago, I killed a Kunshan slave."

Qiu Xiaoba was silent for a while, and said frankly: "It's okay if you want to know. I was brought back from Kunshan by the hall master. I was seven years old at the time, and I didn't have a name. I was waiting for training in Kunshan Qiuyuan. The team number was eight."

Fu Yuan said: "I only know that there is a place to train dead servants and killers for some people, far away from the general world, never heard that Kunshan slaves can still be bought and sold."

"It's not a sale, it's a gift." Qiu Xiaoba paused for a moment, a little lost, with a hint of astringency in his throat, "I was selected as a gift from those adults to Wufangtang."

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Fu Yuan's fingers slipped out of Qiu Xiaoba's palm, and gently stuck to the tattoo on his waist, tracing the outline, and asked step by step in a low voice: "Among the vast crowd, why did they pick you?" ?”

Qiu Xiaoba's eyes were covered with a layer of coolness, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Second Miss picked me. She was hugged by Uncle Ye and chose me."

The movements of Fu Yuan's hands froze.

Fu Yuan knew what a Kunshan slave was.They have been trained since childhood and are used as tools for killing. They have no emotion and no temperature. They are a group of dolls that can be used at will and discarded when they are scrapped.The fate of the Kunshan slaves was bleak without exception, or in other words, they had never lived in the world.

The Qiu Xiaoba in front of him is a person with warmth, flesh and blood. If Wang Qingyue hadn't picked him back then, would Qiu Xiaoba still exist at this moment?Or, is he still the number eight of the Kunshan slaves?

Luck is so important sometimes.

Qiu Xiaoba asked suddenly, and pulled Fu Yuan back, but his voice was inexplicably uneasy: "Well, Fu Yuan, will your poison develop quickly?"

Fu Yuan was startled, a little guilty: "Well...that's right, yes, what's the matter."

Qiu Xiaoba sighed heavily, and said sadly, "Then what should I do?"

"What should I do?" Fu Yuan asked suspiciously, "You rubbed the poison on yourself?"

Qiu Xiaoba seemed to have done something wrong, and said in a low voice: "I put poison on the sleeve arrow and wanted to hit Wei Shuxing, but Liu Yunsheng blocked it. At this moment, he may be dead."

Fu Yuan lowered his head, his eyes locked on Qiu Xiaoba's waistline, and gently rubbed Qiu Xiaoba's wound with his thumb that was soaked in ointment, and decided to change the subject after hesitation for a long time: "Did you also get hurt in front of you? Did you take the medicine, show me."

When Qiu Xiaoba turned his head, a bunch of playful curls on the ponytail brushed against the tip of Fu Yuan's nose, making Fu Yuan itchy.

"Don't change the subject, tell me, is he really going to die?" Qiu Xiaoba said worriedly.

Fu Yuan scratched his face with his fingers, a little embarrassed: "Actually, that poison won't kill you..."

"What kind of poison is that?" Qiu Xiaoba turned around, leaned in front of Fu Yuan, and refused to let go.

"The red bottle you picked, the poison in it is called 'Qing Zui San', probably can make people drunk and..."

"Stop it, I got it." Even Qiu Xiaoba, upon hearing this name, probably understood what kind of poison it was.A cavity of helpless anger suddenly welled up in his heart, he was angry that Fu Yuan had lied to him, but the arrow shot the wrong person, and he was embarrassed to blame Fu Yuan.Like a thief who was hit with a stick by a child, he has no face to be angry, and he can't help but not be angry.In the end, I could only attribute it all to annoyance, and gritted my teeth: "The five bottles you asked me to pick are all this kind of poison?"

"No." Fu Yuan quickly denied it, and after thinking about it, he immediately justified himself, "...the specific effects are different, and there are many kinds of spring poisons."

"You brought five bottles of this kind of nasty poison? You..." Qiu Xiaoba was both angry and incredulous. After thinking about it carefully, he couldn't find anything wrong. He rubbed his forehead and sighed. "Yes, you are this kind of person, I was confused."

"What's wrong with me? This kind of poison is very necessary to walk alone in the rivers and lakes." Fu Yuan smiled, "If it weren't for me, Liu Yun would be dead, and you would deal with his immortal master?"

Qiu Xiaoba had no words to refute, turned his head and remained silent.

Fu Yuan lowered his eyes, saw the wound on Qiu Xiaoba's chest, and couldn't help but start to wander his gaze.Qiu Xiaoba is well-proportioned, with slender arms and less obvious muscles. Overall, he is slender than Fu Yuan, showing a little youthful innocence.Fu Yuan pretended to look at the wound seriously, raised his hand, rubbed the edge of Qiu Xiaoba's wound with his fingertips, and suddenly pressed his palm against his chest, and rubbed it.

"What are you doing...!" Qiu Xiaoba grabbed Fu Yuan's hand, but Fu Yuan leaned forward and pressed it directly, sealing his mouth with his lips.

Qiu Xiaoba's lips and teeth were invaded by surprise, and he didn't know how to resist, so he could only let Fu Yuan mess around.He felt Fu Yuan's hand rubbing his waist, making him itchy and soft.After a long time, he finally pushed Fu Yuan away, blushing and panting, a low hoarse and lingering voice came from his ear: "You reminded me that I was originally this kind of person."

Fu Yuan was originally slightly taller than Qiu Xiaoba, at this time he held Qiu Xiaoba in his arms with all his strength, making Qiu Xiaoba unable to break free for a while.The temperature of the two suddenly rose, Fu Yuan lowered his head and bit Qiu Xiaoba's lips, his hands wandered wantonly on Qiu Xiaoba's body.Qiu Xiaoba has never tasted love'things, and usually he has never even had the slightest bit of charming thoughts on his head, but he is still young and energetic, once he is teased, it is difficult to control, he burst into flames in an instant, and followed Fu Yuan's rhythm in a daze Swallow dates whole.It wasn't until Fu Yuan picked his belt away with his fingers that he came back to his senses and wanted to stop it, and pushed the person stuck to him away with all his rationality.

Qiu Xiaoba took a few steps back, resting his hands on the table, staring at Fu Yuan with disordered breath.

Fu Yuan looked at his face, moved his eyes to Qiu Xiaoba's Xiasanlu, and smiled: "Don't hide, your body's reaction is much more honest than yours."

Qiu Xiaoba looked down at his spirited brother, feeling ashamed and annoyed instantly, wishing he could find a slit to slip in.Fu Yuan took the opportunity to lean forward, put his arms around his waist, lifted his body directly, and carried him onto the table, Qiu Xiaoba clamped his legs tightly in the first reaction.

Fu Yuan kissed the side of Qiu Xiaoba's face, lowered his voice, and began to gently seduce: "It's okay, don't be afraid. Spread your legs, I'll help you."

Qiu Xiaoba swallowed, watched as Fu Yuan unbuttoned his pants, squatted down, and sucked him.

Subtle panting came out of Qiu Xiaoba's throat, his whole body was trembling, and the rising pleasure made him clenched his fists involuntarily.It felt as if I was in a dream, with my legs dangling in the air and nothing real.He didn't know whether it was bliss or hell in front of him, his consciousness could no longer be controlled by himself, he just closed his eyes and rushed over.

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It's not driving, it's just that, give Fu Yuan a real fragrance.