How to cough up blood

Wu Yunian lived for 28 years, and Dazhao locked him up like a rotten cage.He couldn't make half a mistake, and gradually became corrupt.

This is the first time in these years that he indulged himself, allowing those emotions that could drive anyone crazy to vent out. He temporarily opened his soft inner face to Ji Yan, the person who wanted to kill countless times in his heart.

Ji Fan's speed was very fast, and he was flying with Wu Yunian in his arms under the rain curtain. The umbrella in his hand was no longer useful, and when they arrived at the mansion, the two of them were already soaked.

Ren Chun and Ren Ye originally planned to ask someone to bring in two buckets of hot water, but they were stopped outside the closed door.

Wu Yunian's hoarse voice came from the bedroom: "...Don't come in..."

Ren Chun immediately lowered his head, reacted quickly, and dragged Ren Ye, who was standing in the big lala Nanfeng, to slip away.

in the bedroom.

A fireplace was already lit in the room.

Wu Yunian's face was pale, but there was a blush at the end of his eyes, which was charming.He patted Ji Chen on the shoulder, motioning for him to put himself down.

The purple pupils of the lonely death were heavy, and his figure was perfectly outlined by the drenched clothes. His wild and noble facial features were extremely aggressive. He put Wu Yunian down, but did not let go, and wrapped Wu Yunian with one long arm waist.

He said in a low voice: "Master...will you teach me..."

Wu Yunian's body was a little weak, and he leaned against Jixian's shoulder with half-closed eyes, and the rest of his breath sprayed into his ears.He held Jixian's hand and murmured: "...good dog, take off my clothes."

As he spoke, he tilted his head, found Ji Zhan's slightly cool lips, and sucked it on, his voice was vague, teaching him.

"This is the first step..."

Ji Fan kissed him back, they hugged each other, and slowly moved back.

The stately and complicated national teacher's uniform fell to the ground one by one, and the foreign costumes on Ji Chen's body also faded off one by one.

The damp mist outside mixed with the moist air squeezed in through the gaps in the windows, flickering the faint candle flames, and the overlapping bed curtains cast shadows on the inside of the bed.

Wu Yunian fell on the bed while pressing on Jixian, clinging to Jixian like a beautiful snake, he coughed a few times, his cold fingertips circling on Jixian's chest.

The rain outside became heavier, and the occasional air-conditioning blowing in was completely blocked by Ji Xun, and none of it fell on him.

Very warm.

Wu Yunian could hear Ji Yu's rapid heartbeat clearly, smiled, and ordered: "Kiss me."

Ji Xun's arms holding Wu Yunian's waist tightened tighter and tighter, his eyes darkened when he heard this, and the positions of the two of them were immediately reversed.He raised his arms and trapped Wu Yunian under him.

He lowered his head, recalling the way Wu Yunian kissed him just now, and leaned over to kiss him one after another.

Ji Chen has always been very good at learning, and he soon became dissatisfied with the kiss that only stayed between his teeth, as if he had learned without a teacher, he was too aggressive, and even the kiss had a strong taste.

Wu Yunian grabbed the quilt under him tightly, tears welled up in his godless right pupil, and the dangling gold chain on the side of his face made him feel a little itchy.

Suddenly, Ji Chen paused, and his voice was hoarse: "On the master's back..."

He turned Wu Yunian over, and he had a panoramic view of the picture of falling plums painted on his back.Ji Chen easily realized that there used to be someone like him who painted flowers on his master.

"...Who drew it."

Ji Chen thought for a while, Wu Sheng increased his strength, and said solemnly: "Is it Cheng Su?"

He had only seen his master and Cheng Su kiss.

Wu Yunian gasped, and after a while, he turned his head to look at his back, the falling plums on his shoulders were particularly conspicuous.He paused subtly, did not explain, instead smiled, and said hoarsely: "...Good dog, this is none of your business, you..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice trembled suddenly.

Ji Yan came up silently, his hot chest pressed against his cold back, "I'm not happy..." Violence surged in his purple eyes, covering the falling plums on Wu Yunian's back.

"Master... I'm not happy..." His sharp canine teeth were holding Wu Yunian's flesh, like a mad dog out of the cage, and he licked Wu Yunian's jaw with a deep and wild voice.

Ji Fan went up slowly, biting the gold chain on the side of Wu Yunian's face.

He didn't seem to know how to use other words to describe it. He only said the four words 'I'm unhappy' over and over again, which sounded like a child messing around, but the madness in his eyebrows and eyes was so strong that it was frightening.

Wu Yunian was crazier than him.

There was already a layer of sweat on his body, and the rising temperature had dyed his skin a thin layer of red.

Wu Yu gave a young laugh, but propped himself up and knelt between Ji Fan's legs, and Ji Fan followed his movements, leaning back and wrapping his arms around his waist.

In this posture, Wu Yunian was a bit taller than Ji Yan. He lowered his head and lifted Ji Fan's chin with his fingertips. The corners of his brows and eyes were casually seductive, "Unhappy..."

He smiled, with a gloomy and cold look in his eyes, pinching Jixian's jaw, forcing him to look up: "But there is a dog at my feet, what right do you have to be unhappy."

There was a silent pause, and a murderous intent suddenly gushed out of his eyes.

Wu Yunian looked at him for a long while, his eyes were a little red, and he was dazed for a moment, and he lost his strength in the next sentence. He covered his face and suppressed the choking in his throat: "...Obviously, I don't even have the right to be unhappy..."

He has no one to say unhappy about.

Wu Yunian still had a fever, and his brain gradually became dizzy. He slumped weakly while supporting Jixian's body, but accidentally knocked something down.

He froze immediately.

Ji Chen's breathing became chaotic, and the anxious destructive desire and fierce light in his eyes became even more intense, but he couldn't find a place to vent.

After a long time, he heard Wu Yunian's slightly hoarse voice, "Have you been accumulating the desire to destroy for a long time... Do you want to destroy the master?"

Wu Yunian sighed, "Remember, the place you cleaned up for me last time?"

He slowly sat down and guided, "You did a good job in the position of the medical book that Renchun taught you... I didn't have a fever the next day."

After all, he suffered from a cold and did not take any medicine.

Wu Yunian's voice trembled slightly at the end, but he was still smiling. He was panting slightly, coughed a little uncomfortable, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Like the time I stabbed your chest with a dagger, you know..."

His glasses had already been taken off, Wu Yunian's extremely beautiful Danfeng eyes were raised, and he stretched out his hand to pat Jixian's face, and there were tears in his right pupil.

He bent his lips and sneered: "Why, stupid dog, the master didn't teach you well"

The wind outside suddenly became stronger, and the window blew loudly, and raindrops squeezed the gaps in the window and fell, making it dizzy and wet.

Wu Yunian's voice stopped suddenly.

The mind goes blank for a moment.

Ji Yan supported his waist that suddenly softened, and said in a low voice: "Master, is that so?"

"..."

Wu Yunian didn't speak, his thin back slowly bent down, as if he was trying to suppress the breath in his throat, and his long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

Tick.

The tears in the right pupil fell on Ji Fan's back.

[Ah Ruan: Desire to recover, 70.00% five. 】

Ji Chen asked: "Master...does it hurt as much as I did that time?" He tried his best to suppress his instinctive desire to destroy, "Master, don't teach me, I don't want you to hurt..."

a long time.

Wu Yunian's suppressed smile suddenly sounded in the room.

All the emotions gushed out at the moment when his brain became chaotic, and tears leaked from the fingers of his face covering his face, which seemed sad and joyful, with a sobbing sound.

"It's really... funny..."

Responsibility, death, disgust, and belief are all burned to ashes by the words of JI XI at this moment, I don't want you to hurt.

Wu Yunian raised his hand and put down the bed curtain.

A sound came from the shadowy bed curtain.

"Good dog, teach as long as you teach, learn hard..."

For 12 years, he walked on the edge of hell alone.

There are countless bones under his feet, and with his weak body, he supported this decadent dynasty with one hand, and countless ghost hands wanted to drag him down from his high position as a national teacher.

Soon.

His plan is still two steps away, Dazhao will be able to change the sky.

Just indulge this once...

After feeding my own dog, and then going to Cheng Su's place, it seems that it is not so bad.

At first, he went through his plan in his mind, and even found some small loopholes, but soon, he didn't have the strength to think so much, and even the sadness was knocked out.

Jade's ability to learn by analogy is really strong, and he is also good at asking questions, such as:

"...Is the master broken by me?"

Wu Yunian: "..."

He bit his wrist to the point of bleeding, his intact left eye was as slack as his right pupil, and he couldn't speak a word for a while.

Another hour later, Jade asked again:

"Is the master broken?"

"..."

Wu Yunian insisted on holding on, not saying a word, only occasionally when he took a breath, he would let out a few low swallows.

The violence in Ji Xian's eyes gradually dissipated.

He thought about it and felt that he must get this answer today.

But the owner seems unwilling to say more.

He guessed that the master might be shy.

So Ji Yan began to praise Wu Yunian, intending to let Wu Yunian answer his initial question.

He is really serious about boasting.

The words of praise are as follows:

"Master is amazing."

"The host is awesome."

Ji Chen broke Wu Yunian apart, looked at it carefully, admired it for a moment, and then praised it.

"Everything on Master looks good, even better than the pictures in medical books."

"Master is delicious."

He understood Wu Yunian's exploration inside and out very clearly.

"Is the master cold, why are you shivering?"

After a while, Ji Yu let out a sigh, and said in confusion: "Why did it come out again...Master, look, but we are not in the tub."

He motioned for Wu Yunian to take a look.

Wu Yunian was absent-minded for a long time before cursing in a hoarse voice: "Idiot...get out."

Although his voice was cold, it was too low and weak to cause the hint of witchcraft to work.

So Ji Chen paused and pretended not to hear.

After a while, his questioning voice came again: "Master, are you broken?"

"Owner……"

The owner of this sound seemed to be engraved into Wu Yunian's flesh, and then penetrated into his bone marrow and soul, so that he would never forget it.

In the end, a voice of losing consciousness and on the verge of collapse finally came from the bed curtain, extremely weak, whimpering.

"broken……"

Wu Yunian's eyes were dim with tears, and he tilted his head weakly.

What did Ji Die ask, and what he answered along the way.When he finally heard the answer he wanted, Ji Chen seemed satisfied, and the anxiety accumulated in his pupils also dissipated.

It rained all night, and the night outside was a little lighter.

The national teacher's bedroom called for water once.

Ren Ye who brought the water in did not know what he saw, but when he came out he looked dazed and shocked.

It wasn't cold at all in the room.

Ji Chen hugged Wu Yunian into the bathtub, when he came out, he looked around the bedroom thoughtfully, so he whispered a few words to the half-sleeping person in his arms, and said something.

Wu Yunian didn't hear clearly, subconsciously nodded as before.

So for the next hour, he couldn't get back to bed.

There were puddles of water inexplicably on the ground.

Some are by the window, some are by the table.

Maybe it was the strong wind outside that brought the rain in, or maybe the water in the bathtub accidentally spilled out.

Who knows.