The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

There was dead silence in the ears, and Fang Cun opened his eyes with difficulty. He could only see a piece of blue, and the icy cold water kept pouring into his nasal cavity, and he felt a sense of suffocation. .

He hurriedly stretched out his hands and saw the figure that was dragging him down together. He tried his best to swim closer to see the face clearly, feeling suspicious in his heart.

'Ah Ting? '

Fang Cun reflexively opened his mouth to stop Gan Ting, but when he opened his mouth, a pool of water poured into his mouth, and Gan Ting turned his head to find Fang Cun who was struggling.

They only looked at each other for a second, and Fang Cun's heart felt cold, because he saw in Gan Ting's eyes the determination to die together. He couldn't understand why such a young child could show such a life-to-death expression. With him desperate to die.

Sure enough, Gan Ting turned around and swam to the bottom of the pool without hesitation.

'Ah Ting? ! '

The skirts of their clothes fluttered in the water, and their black hair fluttered like seaweed and tangled together. Fang Cun reached out and grabbed his wrist, trying to pull him into the abyss, but Gan Ting ignored him at all. With a tall horse, Gan Ting was dragged to his side.

Before Gan Ting could react, Fang Cun hugged his waist and leaned over to kiss his moist lips. Gan Ting reacted for a moment, his pupils shrank, full of shock.

The more Gan Ting broke free, the deeper the kiss became. The icy pool of water melted between his lips and teeth, greedily snatching the last bit of air, exploring the breath of his prey in the dark water like a beast that had never eaten meat.

Fang Cun tightly bound Gan Ting in his arms and slowly floated up, farther and farther away from death, and the light above his head became brighter and brighter, until like a whale breaking through the deep sea, holding Gan Ting through the cold water of the Yaochi.

"Your Highness!"

The air rushed in suddenly, and there were anxious calls all around, Fang Cun didn't care, indulged in Gan Ting's breath, snatched it even more greedily, and slowly swam to the reef, avoiding everyone's sight.

Fang Cun finally stopped, looking straight at Gan Ting, "Look at me."

Gan Ting came back to his senses and said angrily, "Fang! Huh!"

Before he could swear, Fang Cun leaned over and kissed him again. This time the kiss was even more lingering. Without giving Gan Ting a chance to breathe, he could only breathe passively from his lips. This sense of oppression made Gan Ting almost desperate, and with difficulty Raising his hand, he pulled out the hairpin from Fang Cun's head and stabbed at his neck.

The square-inch hair was instantly scattered, and the black hair was scattered in the water of the Yaochi, and it was full of moisture. The light was scattered, and the white clothes fell into the water like a crane and feathered fairy, astonishing the world.

Seeing Gan Ting holding the hairpin in a daze, Fang Cun grabbed the hairpin in his hand and stabbed at himself, asking, "What's my name?"

"Fang Shen surpasses you!"

Fang Cun clicked his tongue impatiently, lowered his head and continued to kiss, Gan Ting struggled a few times and accidentally cut his neck with the hairpin in his hand, a few drops of blood flowed down the entire Yaochi Lake, dyed scarlet.

"Your Highness!"

More and more angels realized that something was wrong and jumped down in panic. In the blood red, everyone swam towards Fang Cun, rippling, just like the day he just wore the book.

He hugged Gan Ting, bowed his head and kissed him without letting go, no matter who came to pull him or Gan Ting, he didn't let go even an inch. push away.

Even the water in Yaochi was helping him, and ripples swayed in circles, rushing away to prevent the angels from approaching, and filled the pool of his blood, leaving only the two of them entangled in it.

Gan Ting slowly put down the hairpin, pushed Fang Cun away with difficulty, and said in a trembling voice, "Fang Cun?...."

Fang Cun was stunned for a moment, then reacted and grabbed Gan Ting's shoulder suddenly, "What did you call me?!"

Gan Ting's face was pale, he opened his mouth but didn't say a word, closed his eyes and passed out.

"Ting!"

Fang Cun hugged him in a panic, preventing him from sinking into the water, and slowly swam through the bloody water bit by bit, dragging Gan Ting to the shore.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness!

"Leave me alone, save him first!"

The fairy envoys who were shouted by Fang Cun were stunned, they froze in place and couldn't move, and they didn't even know why they were standing aside.

Fang Cun said angrily again: "Save him!"

The angels turned their heads to ask Ping Kan, and Ping Kan looked down at Gan Ting in Fang Cun's arms for a moment, then nodded.

The fairy ordered, "Yes."

The sound of clinking spoons and bowls echoed in the quiet fairy palace. Gan Ting was lying on the bed, and the fairy envoys tried hard to force it in, but the result was that they couldn't get a drop of medicine.

Fang Cun rubbed the center of his brows irritably, finally couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed the medicine bowl, gently hugged Gan Ting to let him lean on his shoulder, and fed him bit by bit with the spoon.

A bowl of medicine has been fed for more than half an hour, and I am afraid that he will suffer while feeding sugar frost.

"Cough...cough..."

Gan Ting in his arms choked on the bitter soup, Fang Cun quickly put down the medicine bowl to comfort him, "Ah Ting."

The moment his hand touched Gan Ting's back, Gan Ting suddenly opened his eyes.

"you again?..."

Gan Ting pushed away an inch in disgust, got out of bed, and staggered towards the door of the palace, unwilling to stay for a second.

"Where are you going, Ah Ting!"

"Your Highness, I found the bracelet."

Fang Cun looked down, the little fairy was holding a thin red rope respectfully in his hand.

Without hesitation, he picked it up and quickly caught up with Gan Ting, grabbing his wrist to help him put it on, "Come on, I'll put it on for you."

Gan Ting shook off impatiently, "Fang Shenyue, have you played enough?"

"Your brother wants you to take it and you take it."

Gan Ting was stunned in place as if seeing something frightening, and took a few steps back.

Stepping into the hall, the unsmiling oppression of Tianzun approached step by step. Seeing the wound on Fang Cun's neck, he frowned even more displeased. Fang Cun hurriedly covered the wound on his neck.

Approaching with confidence, he took the red rope and couldn't help saying that he was going to put it on Gan Ting himself, but Gan Ting's eyes were filled with disgust, the rope was like an iron chain trying to imprison him, but he couldn't resist.

Seeing his complexion getting worse, Fang Cun grabbed the red rope and held it in his palm, "Suddenly, I don't want to give it to him anymore."

I can't understand why my precious son has changed suddenly, but I still give up, and said to Gan Ting indifferently: "Come with me."

Gan Ting lowered his head slightly and followed Ping Kan's footsteps.

Fang Cun quickly stopped in front of him, "Father, you don't want to punish him, do you?..."

There was a dead silence.

In fact, all three of them knew it well, and they could see that the elder son was wronged again, and wanted to severely punish the younger son to vent his anger.

Fang Cun imitated Young Master Qin and said, "No, no, we can't punish him."

"Yueer."

Ping Kan wanted to pull up the rogue elder son, but the elder son seemed to be sticking to the ground, and he would not give up until he reached his goal, so Ping Kan had no choice but to give up.

"You should be thankful that your mother is not in Tiangong. If she bumps into her, it's not something that can be avoided by your brother's pleading."

Young Master Gan started to be stubborn again, "I don't need him to intercede, I can punish him as I like."

If it was just in the book, Fang Cun must have coaxed the male lead like his ancestors, but now he has grasped Gan Ting's temperament, which is typical of being tough but not soft, so he pretended to be angry and said.

"Have you been so stubborn since you were a child? I'm going to scold you severely today, come here."

Sure enough, Gan Ting was instantly quiet.

Just when Fang Cun was complacently controlling the hero to death, he suddenly felt a gust of cool wind blowing.

Fang Cun was in a trance for a while, Gan Ting in front of him turned into a black chess piece, and he was dressed in a white robe, which was even more eye-catching. There were only criss-cross lines on a huge chessboard.

"Little Tianzun still hasn't remembered."

"Your Highness, you have lost."