The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

After Jun Tianyao was forced to swallow the pastry containing the medicine, his body began to feel weak, his brain began to heat up, and he was groggy, not knowing where he was.

All the memories in his mind are wrapped in a layer of colorful yarn, hazy, looming, those important, sad, happy, caring, not caring, all entangled into a ball of fluff A part of his consciousness made him obey his instincts, desperately blocking the invasion of Murong Qitong with his lips and tongue, while a part of his consciousness was floating and sinking, falling into infinite grotesques.

Murong Qi's lips were stuck between Jun Tianyao's lips for a long time, more than half of the cake was pierced into the man's throat, and the other half was swallowed by him along with his saliva. Although it was small, it was not harmless. , His mind was also confused for a moment, he tasted it carefully, the medicine is good, it is indeed very strong, even after taking such a small amount, he will feel uncomfortable for a moment, but it doesn't matter.

With a low chuckle, he tian|kissed away the debris between Jun Tianyao's lips and teeth before letting go of the hand that was pinching the man's chin. When the lips were separated from each other, a silver thread was entangled, the water color was transparent, with endless ambiguous.

Taking the time to make sure that the medicine in Jun Tianyao's body had fully taken effect, Murong Qi took out the key from his bosom, clicked it a few times, and the hanging man fell softly into his bosom.

He easily picked up the man horizontally, the extra light weight made Murong Qi frown slightly, Jun Tianyao's two arms were softly drooping by his side, swinging irregularly as he walked, in the dark environment There was a few crackles, but he swept the things in the tray on the table, most of the things fell to the ground, Murong Qi stopped.

Looking down at Jun Tianyao's wrist, the blood stains on it, although no bones have been seen yet, are full of blurred blood stains, just now they collided with each other for a while, more bright red burst out, flowed down the wrist, and flowed to the fingers , along the ten fingers, bit by bit, plum blossoms bloomed on the ground.

Dazed for a moment, one hand was still holding Jun Tianyao's much slender waist, and the other hand was holding Jun Tianyao's hands, closing them to his neck: "Hold it yourself!"

The tone of the strong order was actually a gentle movement. Hearing this voice, Jun Tianyao, who was hugged tightly, involuntarily put his hands and ten fingers together on the man's neck. Form a heart-shaped knot.

Feeling the arc of those slender, well-defined hands wrapping around his neck, the corners of Murong Qi's lips, which were half covered by the hair, rose slightly, the arc was very shallow, but very real.

No longer a sneer, no longer a mockery, but real joy.

When he came, the steps were walked very slowly, it was to create pressure for Jun Tianyao anytime and anywhere, and when he left, the steps were also walked very slowly, but it was because the feeling of being leaned on was so good, it reminded him of the time when he lived with the world there. In the isolated valley, in the snowy night, one person, carrying another person on his back, one person, wholeheartedly relying on another person, that is the most beautiful part of the journey he has traveled, even if it is cold Deep into the bone, but warm into the heart.

Opening the door of the basement, the earth dragon was burning in the study. Even though it was night, it made the whole study warm and dissipated away the coldness in the basement.

Jun Tianyao's curled up body involuntarily relaxed a little. Such a warm feeling was very comfortable, and even his tightly clasped fingers relaxed a lot.

Even in the dark, Murong Qi watched Jun Tianyao's every move anytime and anywhere.

Feeling that the man is no longer dependent on him, Murong Qi tightened his hand, and decisively removed Jun Tianyao's outer robe, revealing his thin figure in only unlined clothing. tangled up.

The partition of the study room is a comfortably furnished bedroom. The large bed carved with red sandalwood occupies half the size of the partition. The mandarin duck brocade quilt and the jade pillow are fluorescent: "Do you like the layout here?"

Murong Qi lowered his head and murmured that he didn't expect Jun Tianyao to answer him at all. This place is neither as luxurious and expensive as the underground palace, nor is it the thin quilt in the hut in the valley. Here, it is small and warm. The world belonging to two people, the hair wrapped around fingers is quiet, no longer the vigor of the owner when he was awake, there is a little disappointment, and it fades in the eyes, but it is only temporary: "Forget it, whether you like it or not, Anyway, you can only stay here, otherwise, I will let you stay in the cold underground..."

Jun Tianyao's body curled up slightly, and Murong Qi stroked the hair around his ear with gentle and slow movements for a sentence that seemed to be a joke, and which seemed to be true or false.

Jun Tianyao's cheeks slowly turned red with a different kind of spring color, as if he was drunk, but Murong Qi knew that it was not because of drunkenness, nor because of shyness, but because of the medicine. The reason is that the medicine that Xue Yuyan specially refined for him would erode Jun Tianyao's vitality little by little. In this dream-like intoxication, he slowly and unknowingly walked towards death.

No pain, no discomfort, this is the only tenderness he can give to him.

Letting go of the hair wrapped around his hands, Murong abandoned the cubicle, opened the door of the study, called someone to bring in a pot of hot water, and ordered the maidservant on duty at night to boil a soup for the body, holding the steaming pot, Walking to the bed, half-kneeling, took Jun Tianyao's blood-stained hand, took a clean towel, and covered it.

"hot……"

Jun Tianyao's wrist twitched slightly, the wound suddenly hit the hot towel, although it didn't burn, but it was very irritating, Murong Qi's hand was very tight, suppressing Jun Tianyao's insignificant struggle: " Don't move, apply hot water to the wound to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis..."

Jun Tianyao calmed down. Due to his own confusion, he was extremely sensitive to external voice commands in this half-conscious state. Therefore, the kitten with its paws is very cute .

No more worrying about being stabbed, no more worrying about the kitten stretching out its paws to scratch his heart fiercely, Murong Qi wiped off the blood on Jun Tianyao's wrist little by little, after a long time, the blood on it The bloodstains were only clean, exposing the snow-white wrists. Because there was no sunlight for a while, there were blue blood vessels looming between the almost transparent snow skin. The head tilted down, and the strands of hair were playfully moving between Jun Tianyao's neck. The scratching man felt uneasy. Shaking his head.

He gave a low chuckle twice, moved his thin lips slightly closer, and kissed the wound lightly and reverently, the body under his arms trembled, and when he raised his head, Jun Tianyao's eyes were still tightly closed , but the butterfly-like eyelashes trembled, trying hard to get out of the hallucination, but couldn't.

Jun Tianyao, who is so fragile and under his control, made him feel at ease, stretched out his hand, untied the belt stained with blood and dirt, and took off the clothes that got in the way, leaving only the naked | naked person lying on the soft bed Among the quilts, the soft quilt was deeply sunken by a dent due to the pressure from above.

Picking up the handkerchief, wipe it from the neck to the chest, and slowly swirl it when it is close to the bright red temptation |, it will harden a little bit, and the color will become darker.

There was a shallow moan in his throat | Oh, and because of the coldness, a little pimple appeared on his body, Murong Qi then removed the veil downward, chest, lower abdomen, desire|desire, legs, Even Jun Tianyao's feet were taken care of, wiping the crevices between the ten toes carefully, the movements were quick, skillful and extremely gentle.

These things should be done by servants. However, Murong Qi only felt satisfied on his face. He never bathed in soup, but used a clean towel to smear Jun Tianyao's whole body little by little. Spending more time in contact with him allows the angry beast in his heart to be soothed a little and continue to sleep peacefully.

Seeing that there was no place on Jun Tianyao's body that had not been cleaned, his white and clean skin was fully revealed, and even his whole body was wiped with hot water, and his limbs were relaxed, Murong turned around and walked out of the cabinet. Take out the prepared clean pajamas and change into Jun Tianyao.

There was a knock on the door outside. It should be that the decoction has been boiled. Murong Qi personally brought it back at the door. The strong smell of the medicine is a bit offensive. It is full of ginseng antler and other great tonics. If it is not like this, it will be kept. , Jun Tianyao has taken the poison for so long, I'm afraid it's already too late: "Hey, drink the medicine soup..."

Murong Qi held Jun Tianyao's body in his arms, his slender figure completely leaned on his broad chest, with two hands, one holding a small bowl and the other holding a spoon.

Jun Tianyao hummed dissatisfiedly, and wrinkled his nose, obviously, he was not sensitive to the bad-smelling soup delivered to his mouth.

Murong Qi was also very patient, coaxing him over and over again, stroking Jun Tianyao's red lips with his fingers, ambiguous and gentle, without showing any strength in the basement.

The red lips trembled, and under this kind of comfort, they quietly opened a gap. The moderately warm soup in the spoon flowed into the opened lips. white pajamas.

Murong Qi was very patient. After feeding Jun Tianyao spoonfuls of soup and medicine, he put the soup bowl in the outer room when there was no drop left in the bowl, and when he came back, he pushed the man sideways into the bed. Heyi lay on the outside of Jun Tianyao.

The breaths of the two people merged and merged in this small private space, forming a unique harmony. Murong Qi stretched out an arm and wrapped it around Jun Tianyao's waist, and the man's head rested on his. The chest position, shallow, with a little scorching breath following the beating of his heart, beating, their bodies are still some distance away, frowning, Murong Qi thought for a while, then pulled Jun Tianyao's arm , embraced her neck, turned sideways, cuddled each other, embraced each other, and fell into the deepest sleep under the comfort of the moonlight.

The moonlight cast a layer of transparent and shiny tulle on the bodies of the two of them. With the transfer of the moonlight, layers of different tenderness were rendered. The five fingers clasped around Murong Qi's neck trembled slightly, and the butterfly The wings are stretched, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes are flowing with layers of charm, shining with the moon.