marriage on paper

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"fine……"

He Xinan heard a murmur, followed by the sound of dense bullets exploding in his ears.

In a few seconds, those mutated tigons turned into headless corpses.

Lu Junyan's weapon - miniature cannon.

Just like him, He Xinan felt he had nowhere to go when looking at the scumbags in this place.

Lu Junyan put away the miniature cannon, hugged He Xinan horizontally, and strode towards the distance.

The left hand holding He Xinan's back was wet, he knew that this person was injured again, so he gently hugged him and let him lean in his arms, at least the back would be more comfortable.

"I'm late!"

Lu Junyan was a little annoyed, if he had come earlier, maybe He Xinan would not have been blocked by such a few beasts.

He Xinan leaned his head on Lu Junyan's shoulder, shook his head, and did not speak.

He didn't know how to talk to Lu Junyan.

Yesterday's silent refusal is still vivid in my memory, and today I was injured and rescued.

If I say this, I'm afraid it will be misinterpreted by some people as that I deliberately set up such a game with deep scheming, and I am asking you to enter the urn, or I am not offline to play tricks.

He didn't want his already sluggish reputation to worsen.

So far, all he's been able to hold on to is his meager reputation.

Lu Junyan, who was holding the person, felt the wind under his feet, walked out of the mountain in a few minutes, found a clean boulder, and gently placed the person on it.

Lu Junyan reached out to take off the blood-stained mask.

He Xinan lowered his eyes to express his gratitude, while Lu Junyan had deep brows and eyes. When he looked at people quietly, he always gave people the illusion of being watched affectionately.

He quickly looked away, took out the hemostatic medicine he carried with him, and sprinkled it on the wound.

Lu Junyan grabbed He Xinan's right hand, "Wait..."

He lowered his eyes to look at the scars that were deeply visible on the bones, and frowned slightly, showing a hint of displeasure.

"Do you usually treat wounds like this?"

He Xinan glanced at Lu Junyan's face, then hurriedly looked away, not quite sure where he was wrong, so he nodded casually.

Usually they are bandaged hastily, and the medicine is not applied.

Looking at He Xinan's expression, Lu Junyan also knew how this man usually dealt with his wound perfunctorily. He held He Xinan's hand with some distress, rinsed it carefully with clean water, and then sprinkled the blood coagulant.

He didn't speak, but gave him the medicine seriously and gently, He Xinan pursed his lips, recalled Lu Junyan's words in his mind, shook his head and denied the possibility that he cared about him.

Nodding his head and lowering his eyebrows in self-deprecating way: Being passionate is probably also a disease!

The effect of the blood coagulant was immediate, and the other wound medicines that Lu Junyan brought were also good things. After applying two bottles of medicine, He Xinan took two cans of recovery medicine orally, and soon the wounds began to heal slowly.

"Should be fully recovered by tomorrow morning."

Lu Junyan sat opposite He Xinan, and stretched out his thumb to wipe off the blood stains on the other's face.

Lu Junyan moved naturally, without deliberately approaching or ambiguous touching, as if it was a kind but not intimate behavior between brothers.

He Xi dodged his face to the south, but was suddenly pushed back by Lu Junyan's other hand holding his cheek.

Lu Junyan's handsome face suddenly leaned a little closer, with naked aggression in his eyes, and asked him, "What are you hiding?"

He Xinan was a little annoyed by this behavior, he was the one who refused again and again, and he was also the one who crossed the line and leaned in again and again.

Obviously, he has clearly hinted many times that he wants to break this kind of delusion of ties, but Lu Junyan is like teasing a poor stray dog, who is close and far away, hot and cold.

The sadness in his heart overflowed his mouth, and he almost blurted out his grievance appeal.

...is it fun to tease me?Is it fun? !

However, he dare not!

It's like the experiment where sharks and small fish were kept in an aquarium separated by glass.

In the beginning, the sharks always smashed into the glass desperately, wanting to go to the opposite side to prey on small fish, but after countless times of bloodshed, they realized a truth.

There was an insurmountable moat between that little fish and it, even if it was bloody, it would not help, except for obediently putting away its fangs, it did not dare to cross the boundary an inch.

Even if the barrier was removed later, it still remained in its own territory. Even if the little fish was close at hand, it could still close its eyes and ignore it.

He is that poor shark, who looks majestic and sharp-toothed, but in fact, he is the weakest and most deceitful.

But a person who has been injured will remember the pain even if he doesn't call it pain.

Lu Junyan, I feel pain too, can you stop bullying me like this?

Lu Junyan's expression gradually became serious, his thumb wiped off the blood on He Xinan's face little by little, and his almost greedy eyes lingered on this face.

I finally understand why every time I see He Beichen, his appearance always appears in my mind.

My subconscious mind has long fallen in love with him and recognized him. It is using its own way to remind itself, this incompetent master, that you already belong to him, and you have empathized with someone else.

"Young commander, do you still mean what you said yesterday?"

He Xinan's breathing stopped suddenly, and he almost felt the blood rushing in his veins stop suddenly.

With the gentle wind in his ears and the person he likes in front of his eyes, he asked himself if talking counted?

It is unbelievable, but also a fluke.

There is an ecstatic villain in his heart, waving a big flag to make himself nod and say what he counts, but he hesitates and dare not move forward.

He has been in love many times in vain, and he doesn't want the remaining bit of attachment and self-esteem to be used as condiments for ridicule by this person, and to be trampled on again and again.

His eyes stared at Lu Junyan's for a moment, trying to tell the truth from it.

However, Lu Junyan's eyes are too deceptive, he is clearly a deep pool that can't be reached to the bottom, but he can also pretend to be like a crystal clear stream.

Lu Junyan hugged He Xinan's forehead and approached him, and kissed him lightly.

"Why don't you answer?"

He could see how cautious and unbelievable He Xinan was hiding under his indifferent expression.

This kind of He Xinan made him feel distressed, made him feel pity, and also made him want to hold him in his arms and comfort him.

If possible, he would like to engrave this person's name on his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, and send it to him, so that he can see that he has not lied to him.

"..."

He Xinan's fingertips trembled a little, he raised his hand and lightly touched the place where Lu Junyan kissed, his heart trembled.

"count!"

Lu Junyan heard He Xinan's decisive voice.

He looked up, and He Xinan's eyes were slightly lowered, staring at his fingertips in a daze, as if he copied and pasted the temperature on his forehead to his fingertips.

Rubbing over and over again.

Lu Junyan held his hand with his big hand, and asked him again: "Why don't you look at me?"

He Xinan's head drooped even lower, and Lu Junyan suddenly hugged him tightly in distress.

He suddenly understood the helpless sigh before He Xinan gave him the recording authority last night.

It turned out that this fool was really giving himself chances again and again.

Including many times before, he knew what he didn't know.

This idiot cut off his back path, but left a way for him to turn back time and time again.

"Xinan," Lu Junyan tilted his head and kissed the stiff fool in his arms again, "Can I call you that?"

The fool didn't answer, Lu Junyan continued to comfort the person in his arms, trying his best to make him feel his sincerity.

"Young Marshal is too common a title. It's too common to be called Admiral. Commander-in-Chief seems to be an exclusive title within Chilang."

The broad palm of He Shun gently comforted Xinan's back, and Lu Junyan chattered endlessly.

"I thought a lot on the way here. I think the titles I've been using all along are too ostentatious. I should have an exclusive title as our young marshal's partner."

"Baby, honey, sweetheart..."

Suddenly, a cool hand covered his lips, and He Xinan nestled on the side of Lu Junyan's neck, and said in a low voice, "Neither of them!"

Shame!

What are these names?

Lu Junyan lowered his eyes, caught a glimpse of the man's red ears and the back of his neck, and his chest shook with a smile.

"Then what's my name?"

"Just call him Young Marshal."

Lu Junyan was a little dissatisfied, but there was a smile that couldn't be concealed between his brows and eyes.

"They call you Young Master!"

"Different!"

He Xinan said in a muffled voice, fearing that Lu Junyan might not hear it, he raised his voice a bit: "You are different from them!"

Your title is also unique to me.

……

Imperial capital, rich scenery.

Chu Shi sneered and burned the information in his hand, and the flames licked the delicious ingredients step by step.

Under the jumping firelight, I can vaguely see a few words, "little one", "fire chestnut star", "susceptible period"!

Chu Shi's smile was hidden behind the flickering flames, he looked like a gentle and elegant gentleman, but the words he said made people's hearts tremble.

"Zhang Xuan, how old is it?"

Zhang Xuan came out from the darkness, and bowed respectfully to Chu Shi, "There are already five."

"Tsk."

Chu Shi showed an impatient attitude. There were more than a dozen photos on the mahogany desk in front of him. His cold white fingers danced, jumped, and kicked out rhythmic rhythms on the table.

Suddenly, a vicious smile appeared on that gentle face, and his fingertips paused on the two photos.

"These two children are full of heaven and earth, and look blessed. They should be lucky, right?"

Chu Shi suddenly picked up two photos and showed them to Zhang Xuan in front of him.

Zhang Xuan looked at one of the photos, and said with some concern, "Will Second Lieutenant Lu agree?"

Chu Shi's smiling face suddenly stopped, and then his eyes became irritable and sullen, and he pulled Zhang Xuan in front of him.

"Zhang Xuan, cooperation is based on sincerity and sincerity. I have integrity, but what about his sincerity?"

Zhang Xuan pursed his lips and remained silent. Chu Shi didn't need him to speak at this time, he just had to keep his mouth shut and act like a sandbag without feeling.

"Look, he didn't give it to me, but I took it myself. This is his sincerity,"

Chu Shi took another photo and shook it in front of Zhang Xuan, "Look, this is the sincerity of the Lu family."

The photo fell slowly, and Chu Shi twisted his neck comfortably, and ordered: "What should I do next, do you understand?"

"Yes!" Zhang Xuan got up and was about to leave.

"Wait..." Chu Shi suddenly turned around, "Where is the inspection document of Young Marshal He at the hospital that day?"

Zhang Xuan bowed his head, "I didn't bring back the document, but there was only one content in that document. The young commander still has poison residues in his body, so he can no longer touch aphrodisiac drugs in the near future, and also use inhibitors to prevent the sudden onset of susceptibility period."

"Huh?" Chu Shi suddenly raised his head with great interest.

Hei Chang, Ya Yu couldn't hide his excited desire, and suddenly walked out with long legs.

Zhang Xuan was at a loss and asked, "Your Highness, where are you going..."

"Follow your mind and make it happen!"

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There are very few people these days. Is there something wrong with my writing?

Secret love is a person's chaos, you can decompose countless meanings in his eyes. 】