After crossing, I became a group pet

The color imparts to the soul, and the heart is happy on the side.

Fingers crossed, the body temperature compatible, listening to the sound of the night took off Su Qingmian's veil, the movements were as gentle as possible, he moved gracefully, infinitely gentle, Su Qingmian trembled emotionally, and couldn't help chanting softly.

It was half a degree of time, and the clothes were almost faded, and the clothes of listening to the sound of the night were hanging on the wrists, extremely lazy, with the charm of desire.

Seeing something, Su Qingmian retreated a bit, but he still held it.

"Um……"

It turns out that when you are in a place of emotion, listening to the sound of the night will also make such a beautiful sound, like an oriole singing at night.

That room was at the corner of the pavilion, Su Wuhuai called to Su Mu: "Mu, I have something to tell you."

Su Mu stopped in his tracks, nodded and silently asked Su Wuhuai what's the matter.

At home, Su Wuhuai's clothes were very loose, and his red sleeves were like a fluttering butterfly. He held a cigarette in his plain hand, took a puff from his red lips, and slowly exhaled the smoke ring.

The two chatted while walking, Su Wuhuai: "I remember, your deacon's talent is erosion, the attribute of darkness, right?"

Su Mu nodded silently.

"Is he still stable?"

Su Wuhuai observed Su Mu's expression. As an older brother, he knew these younger brothers too well. Don't look at Su Mu's expressionless face, but Su Wuhuai knew that he was guessing his intentions at this moment.

"Qingmian told me something about you and Wanmingxu."

Su Mu's back stiffened: "There is nothing between us."

Su Wuhuai: "Brother knows what you are worried about. Ever since the incident of burning at the stake, you have been restraining the growth of your spiritual power to prevent yourself from really deteriorating. You have too many worries, and my brother doesn't want you to live so tired , Cherish the moment, you know what I mean?"

Su Mu has always been living in a panic that his talent will deteriorate at any time. He is afraid that if his talent deteriorates, he will become a demon who only knows how to kill.

That day, Shen Jiuyi gave birth to a gifted degenerate to come to him and forged evidence. Although the degenerate was controlled by Shen Jiuyi, the murderous look in the degenerate's eyes was still shocking.

Like... a beast.

No sanity, no humanity, no ego.

He is a man with no future.

Su Wuhuai wants him to cherish the present, wants him to understand his heart, see through his heart, whether he and Wanmingxu are in love, and whether they can be together.

He understands it all.

However, he can't, a person who has no future, why bother to drag another person.

Even if Wanmingxu is also of the dark attribute, who can guarantee that Su Mu will not deteriorate earlier than Wanmingxu?

If he died, how would Wanmingxu spend the rest of the time?

He didn't even know how Su Wuhuai got along. The enchanting red mole on Su Wuhuai's forehead was a contract. Once he deteriorated, Su Wuhuai would kill him.

Obviously it was to protect the oath he made, but it was a hidden danger for future pain.

His brother will one day kill him with his own hands,

Su Mu's eyes were sad, and he stretched out his trembling hand to touch the red mole on Su Wuhuai's forehead: "Brother, I have carried too much, I can't bear it any more."

He was so tired, but Su Wuhuai, he couldn't breathe, and he didn't want to mess with others.

"Even if I die, I won't let the oath come true."

Su Wuhuai looked at him resolutely, "I don't want you to worry about this matter. Wanmingxu is a worthy person. If you miss it, you will never have such a good opportunity in the future. You should think about it carefully."

Su Mu kept nodding: "I will think about it."

Su Wuhuai sighed: "Don't think too much, life is short, why bother."

"Ah."

The two chatted, strolled along the corridor, and unknowingly came to Su Qingmian's door.

Su Wuhuai stopped, this breath...

Su Wuhuai's spiritual power is higher than Su Mu's, and Su Mu may not be able to perceive what he feels.

Frowning deepened, Su Wuhuai stared at the door with a serious expression.

"What's wrong?" Su Mu asked.

"The breath of listening to the sound of the night." Su Wuhuai, "in Qingmian's room."

How could the sound of listening to the night be in Su Qingmian's room?

Various guesses flashed through Su Mu's mind, and he walked quickly and kicked the door open.

Su Wuhuai wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

When he heard the sound at the door, he was ready to listen to the sound of the night. Under Su Qingmian's suspicious eyes, he used the fastest speed to cast a magic spell on the two of them. There was no time to deal with the liquid, and he had no time to use the teleportation array to leave the room.

The door was kicked open, and she fell to the ground pitifully.

The elder brother of the Su family looked at the two people in the room with an indescribable expression.

There is also the smell of heather in the air. What this subtle smell represents, the brothers who are also men can't understand it very well.

The voice of Ling Ye half covered Su Qingmian, with his hands resting on the sides of Su Qingmian's body, with a strong aggressiveness, it looked as if he was threatening Su Qingmian.

Su Mu was so angry that he pulled Ling Yesheng's collar and punched him in the face: "Do you know how old he is?!"

Ling Yesheng glanced at Su Qingmian on the bed, that glance contained too many things, including possessiveness, love, and madness to let go: "He is young, but I still love him."

It sounds like he doesn't dislike Su Qingmian for being young.

Su Mu clenched his fists, the coldness on his face reached the extreme.

Su Qingmian panicked for a while, but subconsciously touched Ling Yesheng's red and swollen cheek in distress.

This action hurt Su Mu's eyes.

His silly brother.

Su Wuhuai put down the cigarette stick and forcibly pulled Su Qingmian to their side.

"Lord Tianshu, Qingmian is still young, and there are infinite possibilities in the future, please let him go." Su Wuhuai spoke with restraint, but if he is a little irrational, he will definitely make a joint action with Su Mu to hold Ling Ye. The sound of a violent beating came.

His younger brother, as if he was fascinated by the sound of the night, ran to the palace in the atrium every day half a year ago. Amnesia, I still don't remember everything.

But what did Ling Yesheng do, he didn't explain at all, and he didn't say anything about why Su Qingmian became like that.

During the period when Su Qingmian was in a coma, he never visited Su Qingmian.

Now, he actually wants to do such a beastly thing to Su Qingmian!

"Lord Tianshu, if you have even the slightest sympathy for Qing Mian, please leave his life."

Su Wuhuai stared straight at Ling Yesheng's eyes without flinching.

Ling Yesheng didn't back down: "I pity him, so I don't want to leave him, Lord Tianming."

"Do you still want Qingmian to use that spell for you again?" Su Wuhuai was completely angry. When he was angry, he didn't raise his voice like ordinary people, but the normal volume. It was shocking, "I don't know what happened to you before, after so long, I only found out that the taboo technique has a little influence on people, but, I know, this technique is not good for sleeping at all, he His spiritual power, since then, there will be no one out of ten, what else do you want from him, do you want his life?"

"Brother, this has nothing to do with listening to the sound of the night, I took the initiative."

Su Qingmian stopped her brothers and Ling Yesheng, for fear that they would fight if they disagreed.

Is he reckless? Is he mentally retarded? Knowing that his brothers are hostile to Ling Yesheng, he still pulls Ling Yesheng to do this kind of thing at home. It's no wonder that nothing happened.

Su Wuhuai had never been so fierce to Su Qingmian before, his beautiful eyes were narrowed, and he said sharply, "Qingmian, shut up."

A cat shape appeared on the face for a moment, and then disappeared in an instant.

Su Qingmian was stunned.

Su Wuhuai beat him up.

Su Mu reached out, hugged Qingmian into his arms, and stroked his head.

Facing Su Wuhuai's hostile eyes, Ling Yesheng pursed her lips: "I was easily timid before, but I was sorry for Su'er."

"Don't call him Su Er!"

In Su Wuhuai's current state, he couldn't listen to Ling Yesheng's words at all.

Su Qingmian winked at him: "You go first, my brother won't do anything to me."

Ling Yesheng had no choice but to leave, but he made a mistake, and under the upset, he actually used the teleportation formation, exposing the sweet teleportation point of the two of them in front of them.

Su Mu's expression became even colder.

I don't know how long the teleportation formation has existed. Did the sound of listening to the night use the formation to enter and leave the sleeping room?

Su Wuhuai wiped away the formation with a cold expression.

He ordered someone to tidy up a new room, and personally placed restrictions on the walls, floor and ceiling of the room. Su Qingmian stood helplessly in the new room, watching Su Wuhuai dispatch an army to guard his door.

"Brother, I was wrong, but I really love listening to the sound of the night, don't do that."

Su Qingmian grabbed Su Mu's sleeve with an expression on the verge of tears.

Su Mu pushed his hand away without saying a word.

His elder brother was probably very disappointed with him, he said not to get close to the sound of the night, and he promised very well at that time, and even put on a look that he hated the sound of the night.

Brothers don't worry, although he has lost his memory, it would be good if the memory loss can keep him away from the source of pain.

However, one day suddenly, the brothers discovered that this was not the case.

He still approached the sound of listening to the night.

And listening to the sound of the night...

If the brothers don't find out, they will be the last.

Anyone who has such a young brother who doesn't love himself will be disappointed.

Su Wuhuai arranged the guarding army and patted Su Qingmian on the head, with a gentle expression on his face, as if nothing had happened: "Sleep, I have to go to school tomorrow."

Su Qingmian nodded ignorantly, watching her elder brother close the door.

He fell on the bed and slept extremely unsteadily, and woke up the next day with wet pillows—he cried all night in a floating nightmare.

The army followed me to school.

Su Qingmian was teaching in the teaching booth, and the army was guarding it outside.

It attracted strange looks from many students, but the existence of the army also reminded them invisibly that this young man who usually looks like them is the younger brother of the noble Lord Tianming.

After Su Qingmian helped Mu Ziyang fight against the head of law enforcement last time, Mu Ziyang's attitude towards Su Qingmian changed a lot, but he never showed his awkwardness.

The army followed Su Qingmian, all fools knew that something bad had happened, Mu Ziyang let go of the awkwardness in his heart, and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"