Mistakenly Saving the Villain

Anlong stalked Song Qingshi with a dead face and talked about Gu worms and pharmacology for a whole night. During this period, he deliberately angered Song Qingshi five times, was scolded five times, and followed Mao five times. It's strange to say that if anyone dares to scold him, he can screw the other person's head alive, but he is so cheap in front of Song Qingshi, every time he sees him being angry into a pufferfish, he searches his stomach and finds words to accuse him. , It is not lethal, the words are soft, and there are only a few words of "shameless", "bastard" and "damn" over and over, and I can't find Bei with joy in my heart.

He had long known that Yaowang Xianzun looked perverse and cold, but he had a good temper. As long as he knew the bottom line, he would be burnt at the top. Anlong, who was thick-skinned, had no fear of this. Anyway, Yaowanggu has all kinds of hurting medicine. He also brought Gu worms for treatment and detoxification. No matter how he did it, he couldn't die. If he was seriously injured, he would just fall back and enjoy the superb medical technology and nursing care of Song Qing, which is beautiful.

Today, Song Qingshi was tossed by Alaska and couldn't bear it. He was so tired that he was too lazy to read the book, so he went straight back to rest.

An Long hummed a song happily, and returned to Jingxin to continue drinking.

Suddenly, he noticed something weird in the other courtyard, his mind turned around, and found that the medicine servant who was serving was gone, and there was a person sitting in the room, and he immediately understood the identity of the visitor.

"Ha, the little guy dare to take the initiative to find the door? Isn't he brave enough."

Although An Long was a little suspicious of Yue Wuhuan's identity, he didn't pay attention to the Qi-training monk who couldn't get out of the sky in his hands. He blew a whistle and opened the door with a grin, humiliating casually. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you think that this deity is handsome and majestic, but you have to recommend it?"

Yue Wuhuan languidly sat on the chaise couch in front of the window, seeming to enjoy the moonlight outside the window. He didn't have his hair tied, and the smooth green silk was sprinkled on the couch at will, as if he was inviting people to enjoy it at will. He wore a pair of clogs on his feet, and his sleek and beautiful toes stuck his head out of his tight robe, hooked the clogs, and flicked.

He heard the door opening and slowly turned back and smiled.

The gorgeous moles of tears fall under the noble phoenix eyes, forming a beauty that makes people unable to look away.

An Long couldn't help but froze for a while seeing the scenery in front of him clearly.

Yue Wuhuan slowly sat up straight, letting Moonlight shine with a flawless face and a holy posture like a fairy, but his voice was inexplicably depraved: "Xianzun... didn't you want to see Wuhuan's true face? Huan didn't dare to defy, and naturally came to let Xianzun look carefully, and didn't dare to conceal half of it."

An Long's throat was a little tight. He was afraid of misunderstandings, so he closed the door quickly and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

Yue Wuhuan smiled mockingly. He got up, stretched his tongue around, licked his lips, and then gently opened the jade belt around his waist with his slender and dexterous fingers. The plain green robe fell silently. , Inside was actually a red ice silk blouse. The ice silk was like water, flowing through every inch of the body's skin, drawing the most alluring lines. Only a thin gold rope was tied around his waist, and he casually tied a loose slip knot, which seemed to disperse with the touch.

The cloak of holiness faded, revealing the true face of desire.

He moved and walked slowly, and the ice silk slid towards his shoulders, half-falling, revealing a hooked collarbone, which made people have the urge to look down. The legs are looming in the dressing room, the shape is perfect in the world, and it is impossible to pick out the slightest flaw. He eagerly said: "So Xianzun is also waiting for Wuhuan to recommend himself a pillow seat?"

An Long was so panicked that his hair was about to explode, and refused: "Don't, don't come over, I don't like men like you! I, I actually like women!"

"Xianzun has never tasted the taste of a man, how do you know that you don't like it?" Yue Wuhuan approached step by step, touching his chest with his fingers, and slowly sliding down, his eyes were full of desire, and his mouth was shameless. "Men know how to make men comfortable. As a romantic person, Xianzun is a man who reads hundreds of flowers, but he should try the beauty of it. There are many fancy styles without joy, and he will definitely be able to serve the Xianzun to the fullest..."

An Long couldn't argue, was forced to blush, back again and again, and finally fell on the Grand Master's chair.

Yue Wuhuan glanced at his lower body, smiled and licked his lips, and said ambiguously: "I have heard about the majestic King Xilin Gu, superb physical strength, and longing for Wuhuan for a long time. Seeing it today, it really lives up to the reputation..."

Every inch of his eyes, fingers, body, and voice lifted up a little bit of flames, which could almost start a prairie fire.

He controls all the rhythms, like a demon trying to drag the fancy sacrifice into the abyss of desire.

An Long has also met many women in the flower house before, either wanting to catch it, or acting like a coquettish, or being bold and bold, and there are all kinds of things. He also sketched the more unhappy image through the information and the album, thinking that it was just a beauty. , A fairy with a bit of skill. But he never thought that the monsters that Jinfeng Villa carefully nurtured for desire were so terrible in bloom, and it almost broke his proud self-control.

It doesn't matter whether you like men or women.

What if the heart belongs to?

When reason falls into this cobweb woven with the temptation of the country and the city, it becomes a moth struggling desperately.

Yue Wuhuan slowly sat down on the table next to him, pulled An Long’s stiff fingers over, and placed them on the last golden rope covering the scenery around his waist, and whispered softly: "Xianzun, you have to be fine. Check the true face of Wuhuan and don't let go of everything."

An Long finally found a bit of sanity, shook his hand fiercely, and slapped it on the table again. Several highly poisonous worms gushed out. He threatened and asked, "You are looking for death!"

"Okay," Yue Wuhuan suddenly became excited when he heard the word "death". He leaned over slightly, straightened his waist, with hot desire in his eyes, and commanded the irritable man in front of him, "Kill me!"

The string in An Long's head broke with a "pop".

He packed the enchanting clothes and threw them out the door as quickly as possible, and then found that his ears were burning badly.

"Chih," the more Wuhuan got up from the ground in disappointment, he adjusted his clothes, and the desire in his eyes disappeared. He slowly knocked on the door, and when there was no response inside, he gently persuaded, "Xianzun don't be angry, I'm also with you Kidding."

There was a roar from inside the door: "Get out! Can't you be like a man?!"

Yue Wuhuan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but smile.

the man?

His father and elder brother are tall warriors, and if nothing happens, he should be a tall and handsome man.

When he was very young, he knew that he liked men and he had longed for many beautiful futures. He wanted to practice swordsmanship like Mo Yuan and practiced without distraction until he met a cute boy. His temper should be soft. Yes, dumb, easy to be serious, and very charming when focused. He wants to do everything he can to pursue him, pester him, play the piano for him, dance the sword for him, do all the stupid things in the world for him, in order to have a laugh, until he promises to become his own priest.

Lovebirds, a pair for life, will never leave.

He will love him for the rest of his life and spoil him for the rest of his life...

Today, this is impossible to achieve.

He was imprisoned as a weak young man and could no longer grow up. He lost the right to like people and was forced to learn to accompany guests, depriving men of his dignity again and again, until he became numb and admitted that he was just a plaything.

Now, what else can he use to be a man, and what to use to pursue the person he likes?

Even if he shows his heart and is lucky enough to get it, it will only turn the person he likes into a joke among the world's population!

He met this man too late...

The bird's wing is broken and it can't fly anymore.

The only thing he can do for the person he likes is to endure his feelings so as not to defile him.

So he was jealous of An Long, and he could do whatever he wanted to do without shame, and he didn't stop talking in front of the people he liked.

He has to be careful with every step he takes, thinking and thinking before every sentence, and he can't make a mistake.

He promised not to suicide...

Therefore, you cannot die casually.

This life, at least has to be used for the people you like, don't let those disgusting things touch him...

Yue Wuhuan forcibly resisted the tremor, turned slowly, and walked into the darkness alone.

...

An Long opened the wine jar, took a few sips, and finally calmed down.

He almost lost control and killed the shameless evildoer, but this would violate Song Qingshi's bottom line. The two broke, and there was no possibility of forgiveness.

It's not worth it for this bed ugly!

He also thought about telling Song Qingshi about the appearance of Yue Wuhuan, but Young Master Wuhuan was well-known in the world. Song Qingshi brought this evildoer back from Jinfeng Villa, and he should have known his appearance. In addition, he is out of fame and has too much black history. Others will only think that he is forcing the less joyful to subdue. He will never think that it is a little qi training monk who has the courage to tease him with a bad name Patriarch Ying, he can't afford to lose this person!

How do you say it sounds nice? !

The big disciple of Medicine King Valley coveted my body, seduce temptation? Self-recommended pillow? I'm a gentleman, can't resist?

Song Qingshi would definitely sacrifice a poisonous fire and burn him to death, a shameless bastard!

The world will laugh at his man's hero!

An Long thought about it, couldn't help but cursed a few vulgar words, and found that he was at a loss today.

He drank a few more sulky sips and eased his depression.

Suddenly, he thought of what he was doing to toss it?

Yue Wuhuan was born like this, and couldn't afford Song Qing at all. According to the current investigation, there was no betrayal of Yaowanggu, let alone contact with outsiders, and his current status was the best ending he could get.

Song Qingshi had no desire in his heart, his love for medicine was above all else, and it was even more unlikely that he would be seduce successful by such means. Moreover, he is a little bit clean. Although he doesn't care about other people's way of life, he will never get tainted with this kind of watery things.

Although he didn't want to answer, judging from his reaction, the more Wuhuan is definitely a sick person.

Can't tell...Is the disease in this area? Hunger for handsome men like him?

If he continues to approach...

Maybe that enchanting evildoer would think that he was interesting to him, and continue to stalker, what should I do if he depends on him?

An Long thought about this terrible scene and couldn't help but shudder.

No way! The farther away from this guy, the better!

...

Yue Wuhuan quickly tidied up his appearance while walking in the dark garden path. After ten steps, his robes became neat and tidy, and the blue silk was bundled into a bun, and the lines were not messy. After leaving the Jingxin Courtyard, he has collected all the glamorous colors and returned to his usual deserted and abstinent appearance.

This appearance made him temporarily calm again.

He already knew what dirty thought King Xilin Gu was thinking, and he also knew that An Long was suspicious of his feelings, full of hostility, and wanted to expel him from Song Qingshi. He doesn't have any bargaining chips. If he doesn't give up, his feelings will be exposed. An Long, a wolf disguised as a dog, will not only tear him to pieces, but also make him into a dead end, so There is no way out...

What happened tonight, even if it was disgusting, it was worth it.

The ending is good for him. From now on, King Xilin Gu will dispel part of his guard, thinking that people like him are not enough to be afraid of, and he doesn't want to join him. Of course, it is also possible that the Gu King would really force him, or kill him furiously. This kind of ending is better. Anyway, he is disgusting with his body long ago, and he is not sorry to die. If he can use this to reveal his true face, make Song Qingshi completely disgusted, and drive him away from the Valley of Medicine King, never close, it is simply Great.

Since he dared to test him, he must endure his temptation.

During his trip tonight, he found two interesting results:

First, Anlong is very interested in men.

Second, Anlong is very young to these things, and 80% is a young man.

If so, then many rumors about Anlong are worth exploring.

The author has something to say: An Long: Qing Shi, help! ! Take away your evildoer! ! ! he bullies me!

Song Qingshi: My little angel is very good, if he bullies you, you must have done something bad!

(The eccentricity of Xueba is so unreasonable.)