What did the cannon fodder do wrong?

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Rong Yan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he brushed two handfuls of wet hair again. The hair still slid from his fingers, and the chill it caused was much weaker than the first time.

Rong Yan twisted his fingertips.

Under the warm light, Rong Yan felt that his fingertips were soaked in the moisture from Yue Zhezhi's body.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Yue Zhezhi saw that Rong Yan hadn't moved for a long time, only playing with his hair, pinching the time in his heart, couldn't help turning his head to look at Rong Yan.

Rong Yan's Adam's apple rolled, he looked down at the corners of Qinyue Zhezhi's eyes, and gasped softly.

"It's nothing."

After Rong Yan finished speaking, he suppressed the thought of swallowing the person in front of him right now, bowed his head and patiently rubbed his hair.

The snow white towel dried the hair little by little until it could no longer feel wet, then Rong Yan folded the snow white towel and placed it on the table.

"Brother, where is your hair tie?" Rong Yan asked.

Yue Zhezhi smoothed his hair, the tips and ends of his hair were all dry, he stood up, took out the hair tie from the closet, handed it to Rong Yan, and sat back in his original position: "Here."

Yue Zhezhi thought that Rong Yan was going to tie his hair. Although he didn't have the habit of tying his hair before getting together, when Rong Yan asked, Yue Zhezhi subconsciously gave it to him without thinking too much.

However, Rong Yan did not tie his hair when he got the hair tie.

The end of the soft headband was embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns. The other party pinched his hands from behind, skillfully tied his hands with the headband, and then pressed him on his lap.

Yue Zhezhi was forced to lean on Rong Yan's lap, and his whole body was dizzy.

After the dizziness passed, Yue Zhezhi's first instinct was to pull the hairband.

His headbands are all the headbands that are equipped when the clan robes are issued in the sect. The fire does not melt, and the swords and guns are constant.

Yue Zhezhi tried his best, but didn't break the development belt. He looked up at Rong Yan, and a thought that made the blood in his whole body go cold quickly flashed through his mind.

Could it be that the matter of going to Huangquan was exposed?

Yue Zhezhi panicked in his heart, but pretended to be calm on his face.

His eyelashes trembled a little, he avoided Rong Yan's sight, and quickly thought of countermeasures.If it was really exposed, then according to what Rong Yan said before, it must be picking his hands and feet.

You can't beat yourself, you can only rely on the opponent's willingness to admit mistakes.

But why did he have to admit his mistake? He hasn't even gone to Huangquan, so why should he admit his mistake?He did nothing wrong!

Rong Yan didn't notice that Yue Zhezhi was thinking wildly, he lowered his head and kissed Yue Zhezhi's eyebrows, and rubbed his collarbone through a thin layer of clothes, his eyebrows and eyes looked extremely deep under the light.

"Zhezhi, I'll tattoo two words on your body, okay?"

Yue Zhezhi didn't hear what Rong Yan was asking at all, and she frightened herself, thinking that Rong Yan found out and wanted to pick on his tendons.

Therefore, after a while, I didn't think twice, and I refused.

"No! I don't want it!"

"Two words won't work, can one word do?" Rong Yan lowered his head and kissed Yue Zhezhi's eyebrows, from the eyebrows all the way to the red mole on the tip of the nose, rolling down to his chin.