After I was reborn, I became the beautiful, strong and miserable master of the male protagonist

Is this the difference between immortals and mortals?

Jiang Yufeng can clearly feel the coercion and power of that kind of suppression. If it is in a fighting state, how can this be so shocking?

But now the man just pushed himself against the wall and kissed it impatiently.

The moment the soft lip print came up, Jiang Yufeng felt that the string in his brain was completely broken, his back was numb for a while, and his legs and waist were uncontrollably weak.

He could only hook the man's neck, let the man hold his waist, feel the terrifying complete control, and then sink into it.

"Master." The person in front of him called out in a low voice, but Jiang Yufeng's breath was short of breath, and he couldn't react at all for a while. As soon as his consciousness was pulled out a little, he was bitten on the neck again.

Jiang Yufeng's eyes were lost for a moment, and he couldn't even hear his muffled hum.

"You did a good job before, Shangming Shangxian." When he came back to his senses, Jiang Yufeng rested his forehead on Song Bihui's shoulder unsteadily, his eyes were full of erotic mist, "Almost I lied."

"Master, I still remember how I found out." Song Bi turned his head to bite Jiang Yufeng's earlobe, causing Jiang Yufeng's breathing to stagnate for a moment, and he couldn't help tightening his back.

"You're just short of writing the words wanting to eat people on your face..." Jiang Yufeng clasped Song Bihui's shoulders tightly with his fingers, feeling that the vacant heart that had been vacant for several years was slowly being filled.

"En." This time Song Bihui admitted it very generously. He lifted Jiang Yufeng up, turned a deaf ear to Jiang Yufeng's exclamation, and pressed him on the bed. The smile in his eyes shook Jiang Yu for a moment. Feng's eyes, "But Master also chose me."

……

Jiang Yufeng really doesn't know what night it is.

He opened his eyes dimly in the morning light, and just about to turn over, he was gently pulled back into his arms.

"Shangming Shangxian." Jiang Yufeng held Song Bihui's arm loosely, and said lazily, "Using public affairs for personal gain."

"It's just these privileges, naturally they are used on Master." Song Bihui's voice was hoarse and careless, but it was very provocative.

Jiang Yufeng was attached to the man's neck, and he could feel the throbbing pulse. He half-closed his eyes and looked over Song Bihui's shoulder to see the cleared scenery outside the window.

I don't know how many days have passed.

He has been waiting like this for several years, and now many questions he wants to ask seem not so important again.

But all of a sudden, he felt a warm touch coming from his skin. Jiang Yufeng froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that Song Bihui had taken off the phoenix bracelet on his wrist and was putting it on his wrist. .

This time it was completely different from the ghost market before, Song Bihui's actions were very gentle and serious, but Jiang Yufeng couldn't help but want to withdraw his hand.

As soon as he saw the bracelet, he remembered the anger that the man borrowed to kiss before the dreamwalk was about to collapse, the air barrier that separated him, and the last look that the man gave.

Everything is like a horrible nightmare.

But Jiang Yufeng wanted to retreat, but Song Bihui didn't like what he wanted, so he reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist, and fixed him in his arms.

"Don't give me this." Jiang Yufeng's voice trembled slightly.

"Master is still blaming me." Song Bihui said softly, "He even refuses to take my things."

"I'm not..." Jiang Yufeng was about to refute this person, but he didn't expect that this person took advantage of the opportunity and quickly put the blood bracelet on his wrist.

He was silent for a moment, and finally smiled helplessly as if admitting his fate, and then slightly raised his wrist.

The warm luster of the jade bracelet contrasted with the morning sun through the window, and the blood-color flow seemed to condense into a cluster of blooming flowers, just like the appearance a few years ago.

"Why do you have to give it back to me?" Jiang Yufeng asked in a low voice.

"You look good on it." Song Bihui stretched out his hand and interlocked Jiang Yufeng's fingers, and the jade bracelet slid a little on his fair wrist, adding a special flair to it.

"Then what have you been doing all these years?" Jiang Yufeng said lightly again.

In the past few years, it seems that I have seen this unchanging sun rise and moon set every day, gradually forcing myself to calmly let go of many things and ignore many things.

It's just that he never thought that that person would return to his side in this way.

Recovering what is lost has never been possible.

"Practice, manage the calendar." Song Bihui replied slowly.

Shangming Shangxian is in charge of time and space, the rules of the sun, moon and stars, and the ebb and flow of tides.

It turned out that when Shang Ming fell, he almost didn't worry about the death of a kind of fairy official in the fairy world, but this was obviously not the most troublesome thing, because after that, Yuduo, the king of heaven, accompanied him to the mortal world.

The departure of Tianjun caused all the rare and exotic beasts to be scattered and suppressed.

After several years of chaos, it finally returned to calm...

Until Shang Ming returned to his throne again.

"Also." Song Bihui suddenly spoke again, "Sweeping the courtyard for my wife, planting grass and flowers."

"Uh..." My wife...

Jiang Yufeng lost his voice for an instant.

"Master." Seeing this, Song Bihui laughed softly from above his head, "Your ears are so red."