The Phantom of Jazz

Chapter 9

"Why are you working so hard?" Sol frowned and asked the boy who was lazily sitting on the window sill.

"Here, there is no reason for me to stay." Qi Ling calmly looked at the sky where Fengyuan was empty.

"He won't let you go."

Qi Ling's back trembled slightly, "The reason why he imprisoned me in Fengyuan is because I am Lord Zero."

Suo Er really wanted to tell Qi Ling that it wasn't, but he didn't know where to start.

"But, if it's just like this, why did he provoke me like this?" The boy closed his big eyes, and his slender eyelashes shone attractively under the dusk sky.

Behind him, the teacup in Sol's hand fell to the ground with a "squeak".

"you like him?"

"I don't know, but it should make me angry when I see him making out with others." The boy curled his lips indifferently.

"Then how do you treat Yin Chen?"

"Silver dust is my prince."

"That Bois is also your prince."

"Yeah." The boy didn't turn his head, he didn't see the sad look on Suo Er's handsome face behind him: "Anyway, it's impossible for me and them. What they like is such a strong and outstanding person. "

what about me?And me?Why don't you look back at me.Sol stumbled open the door and went out.

The boy was still half lying on the window sill quietly, his expression was peaceful as if he was about to fall asleep.

"How is he?" Boyce leaned against the door.

"It's okay." Suo Er looked a little lost.

"It's okay, aren't you omnipotent in this regard?" Boyce looked sullenly at the side of Sol, who was depressed: "What are you doing now?"

Sol raised his head slightly, and his eyes stopped on Boyce's angry face, "Boyce, you know, you are very lucky!"

"I'm lucky?" Boyce was a little confused: "I'm talking to you about Qi Ling's situation now."

"The way he is now is beyond the scope of my medical skills."

"What do you mean?"

"He likes you." Sol uttered a sentence with difficulty, and quickly brushed past Boyce.

Boyce froze in place, the news came so suddenly that he couldn't digest it.

The warm spring water is gurgling, accompanied by the sunlight leaking through the gaps in the clouds, slowly melting the snow that never melts in the world of Boyce.He likes me too?The corners of his mouth curled up into a beautiful arc, and Snow, who was standing beside his prince with his head bowed silently, looked at the prince's charming smile with some intoxication. After being intoxicated, there was only one concept that the prince was handsome (...).

It wasn't until a strong wind blew past the front door that Snow woke up from the sluggish picture. Snow regained his composure. His own prince had disappeared in place. Snow rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Is it wrong?Wang Jue, he is actually laughing... This world is crazy...

Pushing open the door almost without hesitation, the clear air blowing against Boyce's face made his feverish mind a little clearer. "Qi Ling." Boyce called out the boy's name, and shifted his gaze to the open window. His boy was sitting curled up on the window sill, his fair neck was bent back into a beautiful arc, and his eyes gradually softened. He, now only he can see it.Stepping up to Qi Ling's side, his trembling fingers brushed the young man's brows delicately, the slender eyelashes trembled slightly under the moonlight, the moonlight poured down, and the delicate neck flashed a seductive whiteness, the young man The breath was long, and the protruding Adam's apple rose and fell with the breath. Boyce held back the lust that was about to burn, and carefully carried the boy across his arms and walked towards the inner room.When he let go of the boy, he was startled when he heard the boy whispering, but found that the boy was still sleeping, so he slowly pressed his ears against the boy, "Boyce," Boyce was very happy to hear himself "Don't provoke me anymore, I can't afford it." His fingers tightened on the boy's clothes, leaving deep creases.He freed up one hand, brushed towards the boy's frowning brow, "Qi Ling, do you know that I've always been serious about you."

"Have I always made you uneasy like this?"

"Qi Ling, what do you want me to do with you?"

"Sometimes, I wonder if it's wrong to imprison him here." Bois sat on the top of the Illusion of Wind and said to the decadent Sol next to him.

"Hehe" Suo Er smiled in surprise, "I never knew that you were a person who knew how to let go. As the one-time prince of Fengyuan, the word let go should not be in your life dictionary."

"However, he is different."

Boyce's white gauze robe looked extraordinarily fragile and flimsy under the blowing of the cold wind, and her silver hair added a bewitching and bewitching beauty under the moonlight.

"If you think so, then I can rest assured." Sol lay down flat in some relief.On weekdays, the thunder god shrouded in the color of killing, now, like the once-strongest prince, under this open sky, the prince's armor was retreated, and the dazzling light was suppressed. They lay down like ordinary people. Here, it is for the teenager who is sleeping under the roof at this moment.

A pot of wind-breathing emeralds arouses thousands of grievances.

Times have changed, no matter how long you have escaped from my side, just because you have circled around me, you will never be my passerby.

I will stop at the places you must pass, and invite you to serve tea and drink tea, and spend the rest of your life together.

So, Qi Ling, I let you go, but only temporarily.