After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

Hua Ming felt that he had been humiliated miserably. He thought that no one in Chaowu Mountain was more miserable than him. In one sentence, he was so hoarse when he shouted.

Two sentences describe it: Not only is his voice hoarse, but his whole body hurts, as if he was run over by a car.Liu An is really a shameless person!

Too much, too much, really too much!

How can anyone be like this, how can he torture a person without sleeping all night, is his physical strength so good?

Liu An got up early, full of energy, with a red face, like a person who has been thirsty for a long time in the desert drinking sweet water, very nourishing.

But Hua Ming slept until noon, with disheveled clothes, sprawled all over, turned over again and continued to sleep.

His hands grabbed something randomly in the air, and finally seemed to touch something cold, so scared that he quickly opened his eyes to look.

"Showa... Junior Brother Showa?"

What the hell?

Wasn't he with Liu An last night?

Why is he now Junior Brother Showa? The key point is that Junior Brother is holding a sword with a murderous look on his face.

Hiss, very scary.

Hua Ming took a breath: "You...why are you here?"

Zhaohe looked at him expressionlessly: "If I don't come, how can I know that senior brother is so comfortable now that he has almost forgotten his identity?"

"no……"

Another difficult junior brother?

What the hell are juniors, as expected, there is no reason for the saying that you should beat a junior as soon as possible...

Eyes are like poisonous snakes, fierce, Junior Brother Showa, listen to my quibble...

"Brother, if you betray us towards Wushan..."

Junior Brother Zhaohe didn't say anything later, he just exposed half of his icy long sword out of the scabbard and left.

However, when Junior Junior Brother Showa disappeared in front of his eyes, he saw a handful of hair on the ground, and when he was about to bend down, he found that there was still a handful of black hair falling off his shoulders.

The corners of Hua Ming's mouth twitched, and he swallowed nervously. It turned out that his junior brother was warning him how sharp the long sword was, and that next time it might not be as simple as his hair.

He nervously touched the small bottle in his sleeve again, took it out and looked at it carefully for a long time, when he opened it, there was a faint fragrance overflowing.

I don't know, who would have thought that such a small pill could be highly toxic?

In a trance, he even forgot to put on his shoes, and got out of the bed with bare feet, walking on the cold ground, he felt that every step was stepping on glass shards, dripping with invisible blood.

He picked up the cup and filled the teapot with water, thinking about what to say when he saw Liu An, whether Liu An would see through it, wouldn't this just be stabbing that poor little heart again?

In order to live for himself, just to face Chaowu Mountain up and down, he used Liu An's trust to do this kind of thing?

He... how could he be so bad?

After thinking about it, the water in the cup also overflowed, and the table was covered with water stains. Hua Ming raised his hand in a panic and started to wipe it on the table. This time, the small bottle in his hand also fell to the ground and fell. a broken one.

He squatted down, picked up the pill, and the icy long sword of Junior Brother Showa appeared in his mind again, and he felt a chill on his neck.

Holding the pill, he was a little at a loss, but he still put it into the tea. After cleaning up the debris on the ground, he sat at the table and stared at the water glass.

Staring and staring, his hands kept shaking, looking at the dense water vapor on the teacup, a touch of water vapor rose in his eyes.

His toes were pressing against the floor nervously, and the soreness in his waist came suddenly again. It was too late last night, so he couldn't help but yawned again.

Just as his head was shaking, Liu An's deep laughter came from behind him: "Senior brother can still get up, I'm a kid now, senior brother can't get out of bed."

He still has the nerve to say?

Abnormal, how can anyone be like him, without a rest all night... just do that kind of thing?

Is he a child?

Hua Mingqi's face was flushed, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Liu An squatting beside him, holding his feet with his slender fingers: "After last night, I feel that brother's body is a little weak, Don't get cold."

The rough fingertips rubbed against his instep, and the palms were also tightly attached to his palms, closely connected.

There was a smile in Liu An's deep eyes, and his sexy voice lingered in his ears: "Why did you just grab one foot? Brother seems to be extremely sensitive, and I didn't do anything."

"It's not like this."

Where did he grab his feet in general, he scratched his feet and figured out what was going on?

It was so itchy, Hua Ming had no choice but to grab the edge of the table with both hands, bit his lower lip, and said with all his strength, "Junior Brother, let me go, I'm about to die..."

"No way?"

Hua Ming couldn't take it anymore: "If this continues, I will die in your hands."

"It's good to know, but I will find you a comfortable place to die."

After all, Liu An's smiling eyes fell on the other side's bed, which was still a bit messy, with a corner of the quilt falling on the ground.

"Is it hard? Then you just call out, no one will hear you anyway."

"Senior brother!"

Liu An shrugged, and added: "No one heard you even if you broke your throat. Wasn't that the case last night?"

Hua Ming couldn't take it anymore, couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to stand up to fight back, but Liu An stood up again, and rubbed his hands, which wiped his shoulders.

Invisibly, it felt like there was a boulder on his shoulders, and Hua Ming couldn't say a word in a daze.

Everything was under Liu An's control. He looked at the frightened Hua Ming with great interest, and stretched out a slender finger to land on his protruding Adam's apple: "Is your throat still hurting?" ?”

"My good brother, I really wronged you."

"It's just that you are a little stupid now. You should understand that I like your beautiful voice, and you keep screaming with your mouth open. How could I be willing to stop?"

Hua Ming: Is it my fault for co-authoring?

But facing his eager eyes, Hua Ming could only bear with him.

"Junior brother, can we sleep well? It's not good to fight at night, and I'm really ticklish. Please let me go. I will listen to you in everything from now on."

Liu An raised his eyebrows, and said casually: "I didn't bite you last night, so I just scratched your itch over and over again. The soles of your feet are the most ticklish. Well, I even pinched your waist."

"Who made senior brother's waist thin and soft, didn't he just come to pinch it?"

Hua Ming gritted his teeth, it was really itchy, he simply said, "I'd rather you bite me to death!"

How can anyone be like this, scratching the itch all night, he can't do it all night begging for mercy!