Lovers torture themselves every day

Fu Erfang stopped talking after that operation.

He just leaned back on the chair like a dead snake and rotten eel, covering his face with one hand to make his heart ashamed, while peeking at the expression of his Taoist companion through his fingers.

Ji Yan's hand was still held by Fu Siyuan. He looked at Fu Siyuan's pitiful half-truth and half-fake appearance now, and recalled the monster that this man made, and there was no wavering in his heart.

#Really no love anymore, more and more no love. #

Fu Erfang waited and waited, but he didn't get the kiss he loved from his Taoist partner.

He moved his hand away to reveal a slumped face, and scratched Ji Yan's palm with his index finger, implying that he was about to get into trouble.

Ji Yan's palms itched slightly. He received this kind of small gesture that was almost explicit, and after a moment's pause, he said meaningfully: "Then tell me, why did he want to kill you?"

His tone was calm and unwavering, and he seemed unmoved in the slightest.

He looked like an emperor who was used to the methods of fighting for favor in the harem, with three points of impatience, three points of perfunctory and four points of helplessness.

Fu Erfang received a response and sued: "His spirit has already started to crowd out and suppress me, and now he wakes up while I'm sleeping, and he plans to take this body in the future!"

At the end of the conversation, it was a pitiful little white flower again.

Ji Yan rubbed his forehead and felt tired: "Why did he suppress and exclude you?"

Fu Siyuan's eyes darkened, and the pretentious energy in his body disappeared, and he said in a low voice: "His memory began to appear in my mind."

Those things that did not belong to him invaded his mind inch by inch, and when more and more memories enveloped his whole body, maybe he would never be able to open his eyes again next time.

Fu Siyuan was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, as if he was trying to suppress something, there was a bit of despair in his eyes for a moment.

Ji Yan didn't see this subtle expression, he was attracted by what Fu Siyuan said: "You mean... you recovered some memories?"

I heard from the doctor before that recovering memory is a slow process. Calculating the time, nearly four months have passed since the car accident, and Fu Siyuan's mind has indeed recovered.

Fu Siyuan looked at his Taoist companion quietly, and responded slowly.

He subconsciously curled his fingers to touch the ring between his fingers, and felt relieved when he felt the familiar touch. The smile on the corner of his lips was a little bit bitter: "My soul can't compete with him, and it won't take long for him to Kill. Just now he read this letter while I was asleep."

Ji Yan looked at the man with drooping eyebrows, and after a few circles in his mind, he finally cleared up Fu Siyuan's thoughts.

Fu Siyuan's memory was recovered piece by piece. He thought it was the work of the spirit, and at the same time he thought that he would be killed when his memory was fully recovered.

Ji Yan was silent.

He was shocked by Fu Siyuan's brain hole.

This person first said that he was a demon cultivator in the realm of comprehension, and he also said that he had seized the house. Now when he slowly recovered his memory, he said that he would disappear if he was suppressed by the spirit and soul. circle back.

Ji Yan scratched his hair with his hands, and comforted the sad Fu Erfang: "Baby, you think too much, you won't disappear!"

That's a sign that your brain is back to normal!

Thank goodness the day has finally come!

He looked at the white paper with handwriting in his hand, and pushed towards Fu Siyuan: "He didn't read the letter, the position changed because when I went out just now, I thought it was going to fall on the ground, so I took a book and pressed it on it."

It's not like someone took over your body to read the letter while you were sleeping.

Where did such a strange thing happen?

Fu Siyuan obviously disagreed, he frowned and said, "Maybe he took over his body to watch after you went out."

The living room is some distance away from the bedroom, if the original body made less noise, it would be normal if Ji Yan didn't hear it.

Ji Yan:.

Why should we be attached to having someone occupy our body?

Even if you learn a little materialism, you can't say that!

He said patiently: "Really, no one will come out while you are sleeping."

It was a mistake not to install a surveillance camera in the bedroom, Mr. Ji thought silently.

His gaze fell on Fu Siyuan's face, probably because he was worried that someone would occupy his body while he was sleeping. This guy hadn't slept well, and a light blue shadow appeared under his eyelids.

Fu Siyuan looked at the silent night outside the window, he slept only at nine o'clock, and now it was almost midnight, these few hours passed quickly for him, he didn't have the slightest consciousness at all, this could only be because the original body was here Gain body control within hours.

But his Taoist companion didn't believe this, and he thought he was just tired.

Fu Siyuan sighed slightly in his heart, and felt that this was good, at least his Taoist companion would not have to feel bad for him to leave.

Seeing that his face was tired again, Ji Yan said, "You can lie down with me again."

Fu Siyuan lay on the bed with Ji Yan.

He didn't feel sleepy at all now, only his Taoist couple leaned together, smelling Ji Yan's breath with the tip of their noses.

Fu Siyuan thinks this smell is really nice, like Nanfeng is a certain kind of woody spice, just smelling it makes his mind calm down.

He wrapped his arms around him again, and stretched out a leg to encircle him. His whole body was like vines entangled him, and he was like a dragon hiding a treasure, trying to make Ji Yan whole. Covering it tightly in his arms again, I lowered my head and sniffed the smell carefully.

Ji Yan was exhausted by the heat from the stove beside him.

Men are afraid of heat, and Fu Siyuan's body temperature is high, he just feels like sleeping with a big sun, and the sun keeps sticking to his body.

Ji Yan went to push him: "Sleep over there, you're squeezing me."

Reluctantly, Fu Siyuan let go of him, and moved to the empty bed in aggrieved manner. He forcefully said, "After you occupy my body, you don't want me anymore."

Mr. Ji's eyebrows jumped: "You are too hot!"

Fu Erfang said quietly: "You never thought I was hot before."

I used to kiss him and call him Fu Qingqing, but now I can't even hug him, I despise him for being hot.

His tone was so resentful that Boss Ji was forced to listen to the accusation once: "I used to despise you too!"

Fu Siyuan stretched his legs out of the quilt to let the temperature drop. He also felt hot, but he was willing to sleep with his arms around him.

Fu Siyuan said sadly: "If I were a python, would you be willing to hug me to sleep?"

The boa is smooth and cool, his Taoist partner must like it.

Unfortunately, he just can't change now.

Ji Yan said coldly: "If you were a python, you wouldn't even be able to enter this house!"

Fu Siyuan: .

He hesitated, swam two fingers over and reached out to touch his Taoist companion's silky black hair, and suddenly asked in a heartfelt way: "Do you think my spirit will disappear if I have a car accident now?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was good, and a gleam shot out of his eyes.

There is a road at the door, he will try it tomorrow!

Ji Yan took the eagerness on his face into his eyes, and a thin layer of anger appeared on his face instantly, he said in a cold voice: "Fu Siyuan, if you have some abnormal thoughts, I will send you to the Second Court."

Second Hospital, a well-known mental hospital in this city.

Fu Siyuan recalled some clips on TV, he said: "You sent me in, am I going to be locked on the bed?"

Ji Yan was taken aback by his divergent thinking: "...Probably."

What does this ask for?

A subtle smile appeared on Fu Siyuan's face: "Then my limbs are bound and I can't resist?"

Ji Yan felt that the smile on this guy's face was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong: ".Maybe."

The corners of Fu Siyuan's lips curled up, and he didn't know what tone he thought of: "Then I can only be played with by you wantonly."

Ji Yan:.

Fu Siyuan licked his lips, and his eyes fell on Ji Yan's waist, where the muscles were beautiful and tight, thin and sexy.

His Adam's apple rolled suspiciously, his eyes were burning hot, his eyes were bright, and his pupils dilated with excitement: "I can't resist, so I have to follow your order. You let me straighten my waist up three hundred times. If I don't do well, I will continue to double it." , [-] times, [-] times, [-] times, if it is slightly out of standard, you have to count again, every day is like this and never stops, just like that, I will become your confinement. "

In the end, the sound of breathing gradually became heavier, and there was a clear swallowing sound, and his face was filled with impatience.

Ji Yan:.

What the hell? !

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said softly when he opened his eyes again: "Baby, show some face."

Fu Erfang is obviously still unable to extricate himself from his fantasy. Hearing this, he curled his lips: "You don't want to divorce or marry me. It's useless for me to have face."

Ji Yan:.

Fu Siyuan touched his face and said, "You guys have so many rules, even we demon cultivators are shameless."

He said earnestly: "It's also now that I understand something. If I used to carry two children with a loudspeaker and go downstairs to your Anmei, yelling that you took my body and didn't give me a title, I would just sit there and cry. Come to a forced marriage and see if you follow me to get a certificate."

Ji Yan thought about the scene, and couldn't help shivering.

It was a suffocating scene.

Fu Siyuan patted Ji Yan's back lightly, his voice was very gentle: "Go to sleep."

Boss Ji closed his eyes, unable to calm down for a long time because of what Fu Erfang said, and when he fell asleep, his dream was full of Fu Siyuan crying downstairs in Anmei.

Another sunny day.

Fu Siyuan was going to come to Anmei at noon, Ji Yan still remembered that this guy was talking about the loudspeaker downstairs that day, and he waited downstairs at noon.

Fu Siyuan parked the car and saw Ji Yan standing in front of the fountain at the door. The sun was just right at this time, and the water reflected a rainbow in the light. From a distance, it looked like it was draped on his Taoist companion, with a kind of dreamlike color.

He walked over quickly, and said happily: "You came downstairs to wait for me today, miss me?"

Ji Yan smiled and nodded slightly.

He thought to himself that he didn't really think about it, he mainly wanted to see if this guy had a loudspeaker in his hand.

When Fu Siyuan saw his Taoist companion admit it, his heart became more and more beautiful, and he held his hand and said: "I miss you too."

The two walked downstairs to the hall. The roof of the hall was being repaired, and the workers were working on scaffolding. Maybe something was loose, and a yellow cement bucket fell straight down.

Ji Yan felt suddenly pushed forward by Fu Siyuan, and then there was the sound of objects falling to the ground.

He turned his head in a tense heart, and saw that half of the bucket of cement fell to the ground, Fu Siyuan was drenched half of his body, and blood dripped down from his head.

Ji Yan's pupils dilated suddenly, he hurriedly covered the wound on his head, and asked in panic, "Fu Siyuan, are you alright?"

The downstairs front desk was stunned by this change, Ji Yan could only feel warm liquid flowing down his fingers, his vision was blurred, his voice hoarse because of panic: "Call 120! "

Fu Siyuan's heart ached when he saw the panic of the people in front of him. He wanted to comfort him that he was fine, but his eyes were darkened by the intense pain on his head, as if someone had split his head open forcefully, and countless memories were like bursting banks coming like a flood.

Fu Siyuan's eyes went black from the pain, and his last impression was that his Taoist companion's beautiful eyes were red.

He moved his fingers, with a premonition in his heart that he might not wake up again this time, his lips trembled and he murmured weakly: "You haven't obtained the certificate with me yet."

After the words fell, he closed his eyes and lost consciousness.