After being scummed by four men

The Chanyuan even knew that He Zecheng did not belong to him.

He Zecheng is a powerful curse with an unknown lifespan, and his life is like a flower that fades away in the morning and evening. For He Zecheng, it is just a blink of an eye. He Zecheng may not care about him at all.

But he still wanted to try.

He Zecheng's preference is the only luck in his unlucky life. Like a gambler, he gave up chasing others and put all his wishes on He Zecheng, just to win him.

The night was as cool as water, He Zecheng was drinking in the kiosk, the surrounding was silent and there was no one waiting on him.

Zenyuan Shier hadn't seen him since that dream that day, which made He Zecheng heave a sigh of relief.

He Zecheng doesn't want to face Zenyuan Shier now, Zenyuan Shier has grown up, and he is more and more similar to Fu Heisher later, that kind of wanton aggressiveness makes He Zecheng uncontrollably want to run away when he thinks of him .

Incomprehensible, the entanglement in dreams every night is incomprehensible.

Zenyuan Shier is falling in love with himself?

This lunatic, he is a curse, he will never understand human feelings, and Zenyuan Shier is really unlucky as always, unexpectedly finding a dead end for himself from the beginning.

There is also embarrassment, fiery embarrassment, the embarrassment of being kissed warmly and deeply by Zenyuan Shi'er on the broken heart.

He Zecheng doesn't want to be entangled with such things as love anymore, the love that Zenyuan Shier makes him feel every time is a kind of humiliation to him instead.

How on earth are you willing to let me go?Am I not embarrassing enough?

He Zecheng had already lost his feelings as a human being. He didn't cry when he thought of this, he should have cried in despair. He was just coldly angry, and looked coldly at the silver ripples of the stream flowing outside the pavilion.

"Dreams without realizing it, wandering people, chasing phantoms."

Zenyuan Shier unexpectedly came to the shrine today, stood on the bridge outside the small pavilion and looked up at him.

The moonlight shone on his wild and unruly face, but it rarely added a touch of melancholy to him.

He Zecheng shook the hand holding the red wine dish, and almost threw it to the ground, an urgent desire to escape welled up in his heart.

Zenyuan Shier saw that He Zecheng had noticed him, and walked towards him slowly.

Zenyuan Shier is not the kind of thin and handsome scholar-like man. On the contrary, he is tall and straight, with a burly physique. However, when he walked towards He Zecheng, he did not have the bulkiness that ordinary strong people have, but calm and calm. grace.

Zenyuan Shier approached He Zecheng wearing a tight black combat uniform that kept his whole body in line. His eyes shone with silver moonlight under the moonlight, making him look like a cheetah slowly approaching its prey.

He Zecheng looked at Zenyuan Shier who was approaching and didn't feel he held his breath. His eyes widened unconsciously and his pupils constricted when he watched Zenyuan Shier unconsciously. Cheng still forced himself to stay where he was, looking down at Shier in the Zen courtyard indifferently.

Zenyuan Shier walked up to He Zecheng, lowered his eyes, and looked down at the golden hair on top of his head, the snow-white nape of his neck, and the faintly shadowed snowy skin hidden under the crimson skirt.

He Zecheng felt Zenyuan Shier's eyes licking his collarbone and the skin around the skirt of his neck, which made his face unbearably hot.

He Zecheng couldn't help interrupting Shier of the Chanyuan, and said coldly:

"Is something wrong?"

He Zecheng concealedly raised the vermilion wine dish, put it to his lips, and then saw Shier, a Buddhist temple that was like a hill to him, knelt down on one knee, and turned from the secret and greedy look down to the respectful look up.

Of course, this is just a lie to make the prey relax.

He Zecheng knew this clearly when he looked at the flickering lust in Shier's dark eyes in the Zen garden looking up at him.

So instead of relaxing, he tensed his nerves even more, so tense that He Zecheng's muscles became slightly stiff and painful.

"He Zecheng, do you want to come with me?" Zenyuan Shier stared at his expression closely, and said word by word, "I decided to leave the Zenyuan family...will you come with me?"

He Zecheng lowered his face. He looked at Zenyuan Shier indifferently, then raised his foot and stepped on Zenyuan Shier's clenched fist on his knee.

"Chanyuan Shier, who do you think you are?" He Zecheng felt the cold burning anger in his heart, and crushed Zenyuan Shier's hand expressionlessly, "It's just a Zenyuan, where do you get the confidence from? I'll go with you? Don't overestimate yourself!"

Those self-righteous decisions made He Zecheng miserable when he was a human being.

Yan Suo's leaving without saying goodbye, Wu Tiao Wu's willful healing and help, Xia Youjie's great cause plan.

Now He Zecheng is no longer a human being. Whenever he thinks about the past, it is difficult for him to notice those joys. Instead, it is the tragedies and pains that make him more angry and concerned.

So he naturally ignored that Zenyuan Shier came to ask him, not force him.

He Zecheng glared at him coldly, watching Zenyuan Shier slowly lower his head, and plunged his eyes into the invisible darkness, only his chin and lips were still clearly visible under the bright moonlight.

He Zecheng looked at the corner of Zenyuan Shier's mouth twitching slightly, which affected the scar he had left on the corner of his left lip. After a while, the corner of his lip twitched slightly again.

Zenyuan Shi'er knelt down on one knee in front of He Zecheng silently, seemingly bowing his head humbly, but the corners of his lips twitched as if they were filled with too much sadness revealed his emotions.

"A mere area, a monastery," Chanyuan Shier slowly repeated He Zecheng's words, as if his thinking was also slowed down by the pain he bestowed, his voice sounded like crying and laughing, sad and happy, "He Zecheng Cheng, do you really think so?"

He Zecheng's eyelashes trembled rapidly for a while, and then he couldn't help turning his head away, and stopped looking at the Chanyuan Shier.

"He Zecheng, Cheng," Zenyuan Shier murmured, "I know I'm unlucky, but I just want you."

"Gamble everything, just want to get you."

He Zecheng bit his lips, put the wine plate on the stone table, looked down at his blurred reflection on the sake, and said lightly:

"Chanyuan Shier, you should go."

The night was getting dark, it was almost two or three o'clock in the morning, and the surroundings of this remote shrine were surrounded by a desolate scene. Against the deserted moonlight, there was a kind of final sadness and beauty.

After He Zecheng issued the order to evict Shier from the Buddhist temple, he stopped looking at him, but bit his lip, looked down at the sake in the red wine dish, and remained silent.

"Sure enough, this kind of sad spring and autumn is not suitable for me." Zenyuan Shier followed He Zecheng in silence for a while, then restrained his sadness, and said indifferently and frivolously.

It's as if his brief confession just now was a cheap joke.

However, He Zecheng felt a crazy black energy climbing up his spine, which made him want to stand up and leave here.

However, just as he was about to stand up, his feet were suddenly caught.

"You!" He Zecheng cried out in surprise, looking tensely at Zenyuan Shier who was holding his feet.

Zenyuan Shi'er looked at him with a faint smile, and easily put He Zecheng's feet in snow-white socks and wooden clogs in his hands, and held them in front of his face.

Then Zenyuan Shier lowered his head, and kissed his feet lightly and carefully.

That kind of sad cherishment hides the desire for destruction that is about to come, which makes He Zecheng's heart beat instantly faster, and at the same time makes the fear that he had suppressed for a while because of anger surge up again.

He Zecheng finally couldn't hold back, and made a move to escape.

He struggled violently in panic, trying to pull his foot back, but unexpectedly Chanyuan Shier held on tightly, and the foot socks were too slippery, so that his bare feet slipped off.

Zenyuan Shier was stunned, and He Zecheng was also stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted, and before Zenyuan Shier could react, he ran out of the small pavilion barefoot in panic.

In fact, it is futile to do so, especially when the object of escape is the extremely fast sky and the curse, and when He Zecheng cannot use the spell power here because of the bondage with the Chanyuan family, this kind of escape is particularly ridiculous .

He Zecheng stumbled across the wooden bridge, gasping for breath, his heart constricted and pounding, and then couldn't help but look back.

I saw Shi'er in the small pavilion slowly raised the corners of his lips under the moonlight, then slowly widened, and grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Zenyuan even stared at He Zecheng who was running away, laughing excitedly and wildly. His tight black combat uniform made him look like a god of death, forcing He Zecheng to run faster in panic.

But for some reason, Zenyuan Shier never caught up.

The leisurely look like a wild beast before hunting almost suffocated He Zecheng.

He Zecheng hurriedly ran down the wooden bridge and came to the lake, looking at his dazed figure sparkling and fluctuating in the lake, He Zecheng's thoughts were in chaos.

At this time, a piercing sound suddenly appeared behind him.

Although unable to use the spell power, He Zecheng, whose body was still cursed with sharp facial features, quickly reacted.

He Zecheng uttered a desperate cry, and then fell to the ground as soon as his legs gave way, but was grabbed into his arms by the person behind him.

He Zecheng felt Zenyuan Shier kissed his ears, neck, nape, and his palms stretched in from under the layers of scarlet kimonos.

He Zecheng grabbed Zenyuan Shier's arm and tried to stop him, but Zenyuan Shier was no longer a weak child, his iron-like arm firmly imprisoned He Zecheng, and in the end He Zecheng just There were just red marks on his arms.

Zenyuan Shier put the blond curse in his arms like a cat in his arms. He kissed the back of He Zecheng's neck that was faintly exuding fragrance, and pulled off He Zecheng's belt.

jingle...

The jade ring on the belt fell to the ground with the belt being ripped off, making a clear and crisp sound, as if hitting He Zecheng's heart, which made his heart tremble.

No!Don't want to be loved!He Zecheng's broken heart wailed for a while, but he couldn't help but turned into a pool of spring water for the blazing heat of the temple.

He Zecheng was hugged by Zenyuan Shier, and the hem of the scarlet and complicated robe was like a peony flower swaying in the wind. The overlapping crimson petals were pushed away by the wind again and again, revealing the faint and beautiful white .

"For you, this is the first time I've hugged you, Cheng." Seeing the lingering figures of the two reflected on the lake, Zenyuan Shier felt both sweet and bitter in his heart, "Cheng, tell me, I'm not I got you?"

He Zecheng's blond hair was sticking to his cheeks with sweat, his eyes were closed, he curled up, and he tightly grasped Zenyuan Shier's arm, trying to relieve the excessive joy, but he curled up his legs uncontrollably, his toes trembling twitching.

Zenyuan Shier, Fu Heisher, no matter who they are, they are always so self-righteous, and they give him the feelings that he can't understand at all on their own, which makes He Zecheng very irritable every time.

But do you really feel annoyed?

"Er..." He Zecheng closed his eyes, panted, his face flushed, and he didn't notice what he couldn't help but say.

Zenyuan Shier was stunned for a moment, and then his movements suddenly became crazy and fierce, with a kind of humble disbelief, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, and listened nervously to the voice of the person in his arms.

Amidst the chaotic whimpering and moaning, Zenyuan Shier heard the voice again:

"Er, even..."

"You..." Zenyuan Shier seemed to want to ask something, but in the end he didn't say anything, but took He Zecheng into his arms more possessively.

"Ha——" He Zecheng struggled with pain on his face, trying to escape that kind of thorough violation, but he was getting deeper and deeper in the struggle.

He Zecheng seemed to feel that the door that closed his broken heart was knocked open, and his stupidity and ugliness were forced to be exposed in front of others. He Zecheng felt a sharp embarrassment, and at the same time there was another A heartbeat that has nowhere to escape.

In the end, He Zecheng's consciousness melted into a blank space given by Shier, a Buddhist temple.

Zenyuan Shier didn't ask He Zecheng if he wanted to leave with him that night, but before leaving, he whispered a date in He Zecheng's ear.

Although He Zecheng seemed to be asleep at the time, Zenyuan Shier just felt that the other party must have heard it.

After fighting with Zenyuan Zhipiren, the patriarch of the Zenyuan, as well as his father and the elites of the family, Zenyuan Shier has finished his trials and obtained permission to temporarily leave the Zenyuan family.

However, Zenyuan Shi'er did not leave. He held a Taidao curse tool in his right hand, his left hand was on his hips, and he lowered his head slightly, as if he was waiting for someone.

After the Zenyuan Zhipiren finished fighting with the opponent, he felt lingering fears about the heaven and curse of Zenyuan Shier, although he had no magic power, but his strength was so strong that it was outrageous. He didn't want to look at it for a second now. to him.

So the person directly next to the Buddhist monastery frowned and urged:

"Shir, you should go."

"Wait a little longer." Zenyuan Shier said casually, moving his neck while talking, making the elites from just now shudder and stare at him in awe.

As for Zenyuan Shier, although he was not very confident at the beginning, he was still confident, and gradually became short of breath.

Honestly, are you really not going to come?Chanyuan Shi'er gradually became restless, but his face became more and more loose on the contrary.

Just when Zenyuan Shier was anxious and wanted to rush in to see He Zecheng again without losing face, He Zecheng finally appeared, but everyone in the Zenyuan family was stunned.

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Everyone in the Chanyuan family: Help!The little boy abducted the benefactor!

感谢在2022-01-0511:07:29~2022-01-0522:01:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of Lu Renjia;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!