Xianghe

It seemed that he was crying too hard, Xianghe's body gradually sank, even his head almost touched the ground, his already thin shoulders became thinner after he hugged her, and his voice gradually became hoarse until The sound became broken.

The porcelain doll was completely planted in the mud.

"Xianghe..." Yuan Qinghui had no way to ask Xianghe not to cry anymore, and there was no way to stop him from crying. The only thing he can do now is to cry until Xianghe exhausted his energy. , After almost falling to the ground, he leaned forward and hugged Xianghe.

He knew that this would not make Xianghe feel better, and he would not be able to experience Xianghe's pain personally, but even if it was only a little bit, he also hoped that Xianghe would stop working so hard, stop crying... .

Still can't stop, and I don't know how long I have been crying, Xianghe's crying still can't stop, the pain that has accumulated for thousands of years is too deep and too much.

This time, let him be cleaned up.

"Xianghe..." Not knowing what to do or what to do, Yuan Qinghui could only hug Xianghe, caress his back gently, and whisper in his ear over and over again. While calling his name, he didn't dare to speak too loudly, just thinking a little bit that Xianghe like this would be more comfortable.

After a long while, the sun in the sky was about to hide in the clouds, burning the evening clouds red.

The voice of the person in his arms finally became so low that it was almost inaudible, he finally lost all strength, his throat became hoarse, and the pain finally couldn't come out.

"roll."

The tiny, tiny sound was made by Xianghe after exhausting all his strength.It took almost all of his strength to say that sentence.

Finally, there is no way to lie to myself anymore, and finally I want to tear my skin apart completely, and finally I can no longer sacrifice myself to play such a naive game with you because of guilt.

He has always been such a nasty naughty boy, if he gets bored, he will abandon him.

Your value is finally completely gone after he awakens.

"Xianghe?" Yuan Qinghuizheng lowered his head in a daze, his hands were still in the posture of supporting Xianghe, his eyes were full of disbelief. .

"I'll let you go!" Mingming was already tired from crying just now, but at this moment, she didn't know where the strength came from, Xianghe suddenly and fiercely shook off Yuan Qinghui's hands that were supporting him, and shouted at him hysterically .

"Xianghe?" Yuan Qinghui was still looking at Xianghe in astonishment, keeping his hands in the posture of being thrown away by Xianghe, not daring to touch him, not daring to stay away, just hanging in the air at a loss middle.

Seeing that Yuan Qinghui still didn't respond, Xianghe struggled to stand up with his hands on the ground, and the moment he stood up, he seemed to stagger because of dizziness.

"Please, can you go away? I don't have the energy to play such childish games with you!" Xianghe stood up and hugged her head with difficulty, as if something was about to burst out there, in extreme pain .

Yuan Qinghui also stood up: "What game, I just..."

It's just that Xiang He interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"I beg you, don't bother me, okay? This is a battle between me and my senior brother, don't you come to meddle, okay?"

"I..." Yuan Qinghui wanted to speak, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Xianghe who was venting wildly.

"You just treat it as if I owe you, and I owe it! You can't pay it back! Your lord has a lot, so don't chase after me for this small debt and just keep an eye on it!"

Xianghe, who was holding his head tightly at the moment, looked more like a hysterical patient. This was not Xianghe, not the Xianghe he had known before.

Xiang He held his head and frowned tightly, his whole face was twisted together due to excessive pain, it was so sad, even if it wasn't Xiang He, he could be personally affected by his pain.

But Xianghe's sadness has nothing to do with him. In the pain that has been accumulated for thousands of years, only the person above the Lingxiao Palace is concerned. Yuan Qinghui is like a passerby with a quick glance in Xianghe's world. The nature of the passer-by is even worse, he is a clingy debt collector who stalks him to death.

Yes, the debt collector, in Xianghe’s view, the careful protection I’ve been protecting him these days is just a debt collection. I have to pay back, I have to accompany him to play house games these days.

But now, everything is different.

Xianghe has been dusty for thousands of years, and has been suppressed for thousands of years. The feelings for someone, whether it is love or hate, can be anything. In short, it is all about that person, and it is all recalled because of that big snake. , piled up, gushed out.

At this moment, Xianghe couldn't tolerate herself anymore.

What to say, how to say it?What is he going to do?What can he do?

It doesn't matter if you are in debt or not, and you don't care what I did, I just, I just want to—

"I'm sorry, I can't do it." Yuan Qinghui looked up, no longer thinking about being at a loss just now, on the contrary, he was a little more determined and calm: "Xianghe, I want to be your lover, and I definitely don't want to leave you again gone."

Seeing that Xianghe on the opposite side was full of tears, and his eyes were filled with tears, he raised his head and sneered: "Did I hear correctly?"

Xianghe's tone was full of contempt and sarcasm: "What do you think you are?"

Having said it, this sentence that only Yuan Qinghui ridiculed himself in his heart before but never came out of Xianghe's mouth was finally uttered by Xianghe.

In the past, if Xianghe didn't say it, he could always feel the difference between them, and the gap between the 108 white jade steps would always make him breathless, but as long as Xianghe didn't say it , he can escape, he can subconsciously ignore, but now, Xianghe said it, the deliberate intentions he wanted to escape in the past have now come out to humiliate him, and the most humiliating him will always be Xianghe. personal.

Why, why you are in such a field now, I still feel that I am not good enough for you, why you can still mock me so condescendingly, abandon me as soon as you say it, and let me be dispensable Treated like trash?

Yuan Qinghui's eyes were unbelievably fragile and injured. Afterwards, he lowered his face and took a deep breath, thinking that this would temporarily dispel his humiliation: "I am, Siwu God of Tiangong official."

Yes, I am the Martial Priest of Tiangong. Although I have not served for a day, but now I am higher than you, and I am more noble than you who have fallen into a mortal. Now, it should be you who look up to me.

But there was a mocking smile from the corner of Xianghe's mouth: "The goddamn priest is just a mortal with better luck, so pestering me, do you think you are really worthy?"

These words completely suppressed Yuan Qinghui.

Does Xianghe think that he is still the same Shennong star official who was under one person and above ten thousand in the past, and the whole Tiangong held him?Does he think that he is still the priest who is admired by all the people on the Baiyu Terrace?

Now he has fallen into a deity and has been removed from the divine book. There is no such a god as Shennong Xingguan in the world, and it will not be long before the years change and the stars will change. Even the people who have been favored by him in the past will forget his existence. Now that he is an ordinary mortal, where is the blessing of the faith of thousands of people?How did he feel confident that he was not good enough for him?

But are you really worthy?

But are you really worthy?

Yuan Qinghui fell silent and lowered his head.

He is not worthy.

So what if Xianghe fell into the mortal world now, so what if Yuan Qinghui became the priest of Siwu now?The humbleness engraved in his bones can't be removed, just like the servant of the poor family suddenly gained power, but his former master became his servant, so what if he dared to order the master?The master is still the master, and the servant is still the servant. The fear of the servant for the master is engraved in his bones from birth. He will still be afraid when he loses his temper when he sees his master, and he will still worry about his own disaster when he sees his displeasure. Every time I live the kind of things that can be manipulated by the master, I still wonder if I am living in a dream now, will I still have to do servant work when I wake up, and will the master still beat me?

The humbleness engraved in the bones is unforgettable and unworthy.

What kind of treasure is this, an existence that he dare not touch no matter what, even just now, just now, it seems that he was possessed by a demon...

However, I just couldn't stop the desire to have it, the thing I tasted just now was beyond my control, it was indeed the best delicacy I had ever tasted in my lifetime.

Some things, once you have them, you start to yearn for them, and once you get better ones, you start to yearn for more. He is just a mortal who becomes a fairy, and there will be no difference.

If you say that you were unworthy and afraid to touch in the past, but now you have a little cautious hope in your heart, you have touched a little bit of sweetness, and you are already on the verge of making progress.

At this time, Yuan Qinghui was like a nouveau riche. With a little capital, he wanted to attack the princess whom he had never seen before.

"Maybe I'm really not good enough for you, my lord." Yuan Qinghui suddenly became indifferent, my heart, do you know: "But now you have come to such a field, and in this position, I have already begun to have Looking forward to it extra."

Xianghe sneered again, turned her head and looked back at Yuan Qinghui with contempt: "It's just a military priest, not my senior brother—that guy rewarded you, you think you are qualified to follow me?" Am I on par? It won't be long before that person's position may not be stable."

"But my heart will never lose to that person!" Yuan Qinghui became a little anxious again, he knew, he knew that Xianghe only had eyes for that person, no matter what that person has become now, in his eyes He still only sees him and will never have any room for himself, but no matter what, he wants to work hard. Think about it, didn't he do the same thing a hundred years ago?Knowing that the hope was slim, he resolutely chose the Fallen Angel.

Now he also wants to try, knowing that Xianghe might not like him, he also wants to try a little harder, no matter where he can go with him, he doesn't want to give up.

Xianghe still looked at him with a sneer: "Intention? Do you think of your intention at this time?"

That was the excuse Xianghe used when he rejected Yuan Qinghui last time, but now, he himself felt that it was not important.

"Very important Xianghe!" Yuan Qinghui was in a hurry, and rushed forward to grab Xianghe's hand: "Xianghe, trust me, I can let you get what you want, and I can give you everything he can give you." I can give it all, and this heart is all yours, and I won't let you get hurt again!"

At this moment, the distance between the two is only one punch, and Yuan Qinghui can see the marks on Xianghe's face that he left just now. Looking at this distance, people want to bully him again, and this person woke up because he was too much. It seems that he has not realized what he just did to him.

Xianghe shook off Yuan Qinghui's hand and took a step back, but the tree was behind him, so he could only lean against the tree like a falling kite, looking at the ground weakly: "But I don't need it, you understand ?"

But he doesn't need it.

Yes, Xianghe doesn't need his own feelings, his feelings are a burden to Xianghe from the beginning, and Xianghe never thought about what he really wanted to get from the beginning.

He just wanted to fight against his senior brother.

As for whether the result is life or death, he has not cared about it for a long time.

"This road is the road I walked with my senior brother. I just came back to pick up a memory. As for whether I will die on the road, it has nothing to do with others, and whether I will die at the hands of my senior brother has nothing to do with others." You, you are an outsider, don't interfere anymore, okay?"

"But I said, I have to intervene and become your wife?"

Yuan Qinghui's voice was already tainted with some inevitable sternness, and when he looked at Xianghe, his crystal eyes, which were always shining with gentle moonlight, gradually became darker.

Yuan Qinghui slammed Xianghe onto the tree behind him, forcing him to look up at him.

"Xianghe, I know you can't tolerate me in your heart now, but me, but me." Only by suppressing Xianghe and making him look at him seriously can he force him to face up to his strong feelings.

"But I can't stop it, you know?" Yuan Qinghui pressed Xianghe's shoulder with one hand, pressed him against the tree behind him, and pressed his heart tightly with one hand. Love is about to jump out with an overly strong heartbeat.

Xianghe looked at him in horror, speechless.

"Xianghe, you don't even know how good you are, you don't even know how charming you are." It's over, it's over, why can you only say such things now?Like a pervert.

Yuan Qinghui shook his head as if to wake himself up, struggled for a while, but there was still no way out, and finally gave up: "Oh - I don't know, anyway, Xianghe, I didn't Way to leave you!"

Looking up, he still saw Xianghe looking at him in a daze, without seeing his own reflection in his eyes.

The fact that he didn't care about himself made Yuan Qing's heart hurt even more.

He doesn't care about you, he doesn't care if you love or hate, he doesn't see you in his eyes, he can't see it, no matter how crazy you love, he just doesn't care about you——

I don't know where the sudden courage came from, looking at Xianghe with blurred eyes, he stretched out his hand and pinched Xianghe's face.

Xianghe raised her head in horror, but the moment she raised her head, Yuan Qinghui picked up her lips.

Only in this way can he see himself, and only in this way can he experience his love personally. The most direct way to express emotions between animals is to kiss, and humans are also animals.

Xianghe's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes were full of unbelievable surprise and fear, then he began to resist, he struggled desperately, but his hands were immediately controlled by Yuan Qinghui, Xianghe wanted to stretch his legs to kick Yuan again, but also He was overwhelmed by the original at once.

At first it was just the lips, and then Yuan Qinghui began to be dissatisfied. This is the place he had just tasted, and he wanted to taste fresher delicacies.

Yuan Qinghui pressed Xianghe's hands on the tree behind him with one hand, stretched out his legs to fix Xianghe's legs, then he freed up one hand, pressed Xianghe's mandible, forced Xianghe opened her teeth.

"Hmm—" Sensing Yuan Qinghui's protruding tongue, Xiang He's throat released an unbelievable protest, because the mandible was torn apart by Yuan Qing, and he couldn't clenched his teeth to stop his tongue.Xianghe started to protest more violently, but Yuan Qinghui was tightly imprisoned all over her body, and she couldn't escape at all.

"Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm~" Xianghe kept protesting like this, but to Yuan Qinghui's ears, such a voice was too seductive.

And the fruit he tasted was too sweet.

Yuan Qinghui's tongue drove straight into Xianghe's mouth, and flicked Xianghe's tongue from time to time to get him to respond, but Xianghe would only run away in horror, Xianghe's mouth is only so big, and he can escape again Where to go?Yuan Qinghui's sense of satisfaction was aroused even more by touching his tongue's seduction from time to time that he couldn't escape.

He sucked Xianghe's unavoidable tongue into his mouth, sucking fiercely the delicacy that could only be tasted in dreams before.

Too much, this person is too delicious.

Originally, he just wanted to give him a kiss to express his heart, and he originally planned to let him feel his strong love, but now, Yuan Qinghui felt that something big happened, and he couldn't stop.