The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

"Boom boom boom——"

"Little Tianzun, Xiao Tianzun, are you there?"

After knocking on the door for almost a quarter of an hour, I still didn't give up. Through a door, I couldn't hear it very clearly, but I could vaguely distinguish the voice of the little demon.

Gan Ting pinched Fang Cun's arm, his brows were slightly frowned, his face was flushed, he managed to force out a word, his words trembling, "Say..."

Fang Cun thought it was fun, so he deliberately used some force.

A suppressed muffled grunt came out.

There was some concern outside the door, "Xiao Tianzun, are you feeling unwell, do you want to call the ghost doctor?"

Fang Cun is provocative again.

Gan Ting tried his best to endure the profuse sweat on his body, and there was a knocking sound outside the door. After a long time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said: "If you have something to talk about, it's nothing to get out."

The knocking on the door finally stopped tactfully.

Fang Cun looked at the blushing Gan Ting with great interest, and said with a smile, "A Ting, you have learned how to swear. Not bad, I have to give you some rewards."

Not waiting for Fang Cun to bow his head and kiss him, Gan Ting turned his head away in disgust.

The little demon outside the door said respectfully: "Your waist pendant fell into the emperor's bedroom. The emperor specially ordered the little demon to bring it to Xiao Tianzun. Since it is inconvenient for you, the little demon put it on the ground."

"Waist pendant?" Fang Cun's heart tightened, he let go of Gan Ting, looked around the mess, and didn't see the string of jade pendants in the messy robes. He glanced at Gan Ting calmly, and his tone was even colder, "Put door."

Hearing Fang Cun's voice outside the door, the little demon laughed and said, "So His Highness is here, and I thought His Highness would give up on himself and go hang himself."

Fang Cun repeated repeatedly, "Put it at the door."

The tone was really bad, the little demon didn't dare to disobey, sobbing and crying, he bent down and put the pendant at the door, and ran away without a trace.

After a long silence outside, Fang Cun casually put on a big sleeve, walked slowly and opened the door.

The jade pendant lying by the door was exactly the one that Fang Cun tied on Gan Ting himself.

Fang Cun tightened his grip on the pendant, and sized it up for a moment, "How could such a personal thing appear in the emperor's bedroom?"

He wears a loose robe in a square inch, and his black hair is like a waterfall. The open neckline reveals a large area of ​​skin, and there are bruises from being bitten, but his face is very gloomy. It is dark and indifferent that Gan Ting has never seen before. It is so gloomy. terror.

Gan Ting's expression tightened, he stared at the jade pendant in his hand, and said guiltily: "I can explain this."

Jealousy arose in Fang Cun's heart, and he strode forward and squeezed Gan Ting's wrist, and tied the thin rope on the jade pendant around his hand.

Gan Ting struggled weakly, Fang Cun directly grabbed his wobbly ankle, put the red rope on it, and threatened, "Why did you go to his room? Why did you leave the jade pendant behind?"

Gan Ting's mind was a little dazed by the successive questions, and he didn't even care about the blush on his hand, "I wet my clothes from fishing, and the emperor said he would help me tidy up...so I'm in his palace."

Fang Cun couldn't hear it, his eyes were piercing, and he greedily bit his neck, regardless of Gan Ting's fierce resistance, he invaded every part of his skin over and over again, without any mercy.

Gan Ting hugged Fang Cun's neck in pain, frowning and enduring the sharp pain, letting Fang Cun vent his jealousy over and over again.

"I really didn't have anything to do with Dijun." Gan Ting choked up his words, the corners of his eyes were already moist, and said in a low voice, "Can you take it easy, it hurts so much."

Fang Cun was taken aback, and stopped moving.

Gan Ting slumped on the desk, his eyes were clouded, his brows were furrowed, and he tried his best to endure.

"you..."

Without waiting for Fang Cun to say something, Gan Ting turned his head and raised his hand to cover his eyes with his arms, biting his lips tightly, because a drop of bright red blood overflowed from his lips due to too much force.

It hurts.

Gan Ting only had this feeling in his mind, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and a tear flowed down his cheek.

Even if it was blocked by his arm, Fang Cun could still see the truth, his heart was hurt by this tear, and he hurriedly wiped it for Gan Ting.

Gan Ting shook off his hand, "Take it away."

Seeing that he was really angry, Fang Cun became more honest in an instant, and stopped questioning the jade pendant, bowed his head and apologized: "It's my fault, you... If you are angry, you can scold me or beat me up, Don't slap your face."

Before Fang Cun could finish speaking, Gan Ting stood up suddenly, put his arms around his neck, and pressed his lips against Fang Cun's mouth, mixed with a sweet and greasy breath, warm and ambiguous, enjoying the rapid breathing.

"continue."

Fang Cun's heart was beating extremely fast, why, he was afraid.

Although it was Gan Ting who took the initiative to throw himself into his arms this time, Fang Cun was still afraid that our esteemed hero would lose the golden bean again. Not tired, if we can't stand it, we won't be good.

At first, Gan Ting would hum and hum in response, but later he got annoyed and scolded: "Can you stop talking so much? Isn't it okay to be jabbering?"

Fang Cun: "...." Crying about the pain, and provocatively saying that you can't do it seems to be the same person.

Fang Cun smiled, Gan Ting really had healed his scar and forgot the pain, he did not cry when he saw the coffin, these provocative and provocative words successfully aroused all the wildness in Fang Cun's heart.

A night of indulgence, in exchange for a second day of exhaustion.

The next day.

Gan Ting slowly opened his eyes after three shots in the sun, and then a burst of pain rushed into his mind.

This night was really tossing hard, the waist pendant was still hanging on his hand, and the red string was tied to his fair ankle, making his smooth skin even more attractive.

"Wake up." Fang Cun blew on the decoction and handed it to his mouth, "Come drink the medicine."

Gan Ting patted his head with a splitting headache, and asked in confusion, "Have Hungry Ghost Festival passed?"

Fang Cun nodded, "Yes."

Gan Ting suddenly thought of something, and asked nervously, "Did you feel unusual yesterday?"

"Yesterday?" Fang Cun thoughtfully recalled yesterday's joy, and said intentionally, "What did I do yesterday, is there anything unusual, you still don't know?"

Seeing that he was not serious, Gan Ting said angrily, "Yeah, I've been crazy all night."

In previous years, during the Hungry Ghost Festival, his father would always lock them up for a long time. On that day, Gan Ting would transfer half of his spiritual power to Fang Shenyue in order to suppress the perpetual restlessness in this lunatic.

To this day, it turns out that this body has not grown at all, it is just that the restless way is a bit...

Gan Ting's face was blushed again, and he coughed lightly to ease his embarrassment.

Fang Cun thought he was cold, so he picked up the steaming ginseng soup and coaxed, "Hurry up and drink some medicine."

The black ginseng soup in front of him was really disgusting, Gan Ting frowned and covered his mouth, and said in disgust: "Don't drink it, I haven't hurt anything, why should I make up for it?"

Gan Ting raised his head proudly and stood up. As soon as his feet touched the ground, his legs gave way and he fell straight to the ground.

Fang Cun sniggered from behind, quickly stepped forward to help him up, and sold the ginseng soup in his hand, "I put a lot of icing sugar, it's definitely not bitter."

Gan Ting turned his head in disgust, "Don't drink."

"Drink some, please."

"Don't drink."

They had a great time playing, but they didn't know that there was a door, Wu Ya leaned against the door, shook his head with a smile, turned and left.

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感谢在2021-08-2822:29:18~2021-08-3102:44:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Xiaolu likes to learn one;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Eat an orange and squeak 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Polao Feng'an; 2 bottles of Jiuquan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!