Mistakenly Saving the Villain

The kiss of the stormy sea, fiercely slapped in the heart, the ebb and flow of the tide, the sound of the water, never ending...

Song Qingshi couldn't bear it anymore, sobbed: "Stop, stop..."

Feng Jun finally let go of his lips, slightly lowered, holding his Adam's apple punishingly, turning the tip of his tongue twice, severely branding a hickey, and then relaxing the strength of his fingers.

"Ah," Song Qingshi involuntarily straightened his waist and called out a voice softly. He hurriedly withdrew his hand and pushed away the guy who wanted to continue tasting in front of him, "I'm not ready."

"Why?" Feng Jun stared at him, his red eyes had a scary color, his reason was stretched to the extreme, if the answer was wrong, he would fall into uncontrollable madness.

Song Qingshi put on his robe again for him, tidyed up his clothes, stroked the tousled hair, and said annoyed: "This kind of thing is very important. If you do it, you have to be married. I feel that I like you. , But the memory is messy, there are a lot of uncertainties, you have to figure it out before you can touch you."

In case he accidentally caused a peach blossom debt during his amnesia, he became a scumbag, or committed a crime, committed a bad deed, owed a lot of debts or something, where would he be qualified to marry Fengjun? Take advantage of others?

Moreover, he felt that this kind of important matter should be told to Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue treats him so well, just like the closest person, he has a strong sense of trust and closeness to Mr. Yue.

Feng Jun's anger caused by interrupted desire was taken back, and he asked in a daze, "You have amnesia, or do you like me?"

why? He has changed appearances, even women's clothing.

"I don't know, but I have feelings for you," Song Qingshi kissed him on the cheek, remembering the affection in the notebook, and smiled, "Maybe...no matter how many times I amnesia, no matter what you become, I I will fall in love with you at first sight." He can't run out of the other's palm, as long as he sees it, he wants to jump in.

Feng Jun thought for a long time, touched the hickey in his Adam's apple, and apologized: "I was too rude, I..." He didn't know why he did such a bad thing. He wanted to try it out slowly, but he met an opportunity. , Relied on the opponent's unwillingness to struggle desperately, got into an inch and swallowed almost all of it.

Song Qingshi said: "It's okay, I like it."

Feng Jun knew that he would unconsciously say sultry things and put up all the desires that he ignited. He wanted to tell him that the two of them had done these things. It didn’t matter if they had forgotten them. The Taoist couple is married, the name is determined, and then we will study other things.

But how is this account calculated?

He hesitated...

Song Qingshi asked bluntly, "Fengjun, who are you on earth? I think you should have another name. What is our past like? How did we meet? How did we separate?"

Feng Jun looked at his clear eyes and felt the long-lost suffocation.

How can he answer: I am the one who has been ruined by the world at will, and the more notorious the more unhappy? We met in the magic cave of Jinfeng Villa, I was a slave who came out to treat guests, and then was rescued in suicide? I am a crazy and paranoid admirer, mentally ill, want to do a lot of excessive things? My feelings ruined your Dao heart, Yuan Ying cracked it, and lost everything. We were separated because you chose my wrong answer, so you were punished by the system and your memory was washed away? I now want to replace your new task object?

He doesn't want to be more unhappy, doesn't want to face the past, doesn't want mistakes, he wants to start again...

"I don't know," Feng Jun clasped his sleeves tightly, lowered his head, and begged in pain, "Stop asking, okay? I like you, I really like you. You said that I can be willful of……"

When did he become so greedy? I want to ask for more and more, almost to the point of unrestrained. He wants everything, a clean self, a clean boy, and a clean love, even if it is obtained by a lie, it doesn't matter.

He smiled cruelly and replied: "I have forgotten all the past, and there is nothing left."

Anyone can hear that this is a lie, but he wants to force the other party to accept it.

"Don't be sad, you can be willful," Song Qingshi understood his intentions, and stopped asking, but gently comforted, "If my memory will make you miserable, then...don't..."

Feng Jun asked softly: "Start over?"

Song Qingshi replied affirmatively: "Start again."

Since the other party wanted to start again, he would chase it again, earnestly communicate, and wait for the little uneasy shadow in his heart to dissipate, then buy a ring, make a good marriage proposal, and try to be a good lover.

Feng Jun tasted the ultimate pleasure again. He sniffed the breath on the opponent's neck and controlled his breathing: "I can still bear it."

Since he was so happy in his heart, he didn't consider the final plan for the time being. Those two troublesome idiots can also be dealt with in a softer way.

Song Qingshi took out his pen and paper and began to write a letter.

Feng Jun glanced around and found that it was written to Mr. Yue, and asked in surprise, "Why write to him?"

"He is very close to me and a reliable elder. I like him very much." Song Qingshi bit his pen and wrote a letter seriously. "Now I have met someone who is serious about dating and want to talk to him. In the future, we will always be married. Must have a witness?"

Feng Jun suddenly fell from the happy cloud...

He felt that after the truth was exposed, he might be finished.

He "killed" Mr. Yue in advance, can he cover up this matter?

But how to kill?

What should I do if Song Qingshi is sad?

...

Song Jincheng lay on the bed, shaking with the quilt.

Although he can't do anything, his eyesight and observation ability are different from ordinary people's good, and his luck is also different from ordinary people's bad...So when he got up to go to the bathroom, he saw a strange shadow on the opposite window.

It was obviously Miss Fengjun dragging the child named Xiaobai into the room. Then, the window shook and the shadow of a giant snake that occupied almost the entire room appeared. He almost wanted to scream, thinking that Miss Fengjun was eaten by the snake. But... Girl Fengjun’s shadow appeared next to the snake shadow, and the shadow became higher and higher, like a man, countless terrifying vine shadows stretched out from him, tightly entwining the snake shadow. Seven inches...

The shadow of one person and one snake disappeared in an instant.

He hid behind the window and rubbed his eyes for a long time, suspecting that he was wrong.

After a long time, the door opened and Shi Shiran, a girl named Fengjun, walked out of it. Song Jincheng just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but found that when Miss Fengjun closed the door, there seemed to be a huge white snake's tail shaking in the room? Is it exactly the same as the snake they encountered during the day?

There is no snake shadow on the window.

This is... the enchantment is laid?

Who on earth is Miss Fengjun?

Song Jincheng was frightened into a quail. He watched Miss Fengjun holding the sorbet and went to Song Qingshi's room. He didn't know how to rescue the brother from the monster...

He was cruel, pretending to pass by Song Qingshi's window as if nothing had happened, and then glanced through Cong's tight window, he saw Miss Fengjun hugging Song Qingshi and kissing frantically. Song Qingshi's idiot was so confused, he didn't know. What kind of beauty snake did you meet?

Brother, wake up! That is a monster disguised as a beautiful woman! Half a head taller than you, you can easily deal with the monster of the giant snake, man! So you can't eat him, you will only be eaten! According to the records in the book of Sister Sister’s words, this kind of monster will probably push you down on the bed, force you to do all kinds of cruel things, and even eat it after you finish it! This... is a tragedy on earth!

Song Jincheng almost fainted...

Don't blame him for not having the courage to rush in to save people. Even if he had, he would buy one get one free.

He can only pray silently, this monster will not kill his life. Tomorrow morning, if the Qingshi brother still has a breath, he will try to rescue the person and escape.

Hey, why did the Qingshi brothers suffer so much? Even if he loses his memory, forgets the name of the goddess, and even gets into such a terrible thing, this luck... is worse than him.

Song Jincheng tossed and turned, staring at Song Qingshi's door. He did not see Fengjun coming out until dawn. He sighed more and more, feeling that Song Qingshi had been tossed all night, fearing that it would be impossible.

After thinking about it, he decided to write a letter to Mr. Yue, describing in detail what he saw and heard, saying that he might not escape. If this letter is his suicide note, he begs Mr. Yue to tell his parents not to be sad and kill the monster. Revenge the two.

Song Jincheng secretly sent the letter with a sound transmission bird, hiding in the quilt, waiting for the tragic fate to come.

Three rods in the sun, Feng Jun finally walked out of the room contentedly and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Song Jincheng seized the opportunity and sneaked in to find someone. He saw Song Qingshi lying tiredly on the couch, wrapped in a quilt, with messy long hair, red eyes, dull eyes, and a deep hickey on his apple. It seems to be tossed up all night. Song Jincheng pushed himself up to others. Thinking about the big man encountering this kind of thing, he was afraid that he would be in the mood for death. He quickly persuaded: "Brother Qingshi, cheer up, there is no obstacle in the world."

Song Qingshi turned around to see him, smiled bitterly: "It's nothing, it's just a bit difficult..."

Seeing him forcefully smile, Song Jincheng almost lost tears: "You have suffered."

Song Qingshi comforted: "It's okay, I can adapt slowly."

"Don't get used to it," Song Jincheng took his hand and said anxiously, "I have already prepared my luggage and spirit horse. I will run away before that guy comes back!"

Song Qingshi was dragged inexplicably. Last night, after exposing each other's thoughts, Feng Jun gave him a lot of the latest pharmaceutical research and interesting symbols. The two squatted on the bed and studied happily all night. Pharmacy is not difficult for him. It is easy to know the theory after reading the prescription. However, Fu Zhentu has become a lot more difficult. He feels that he is out of date and a bit unable to keep up. He needs to work hard to adapt slowly and learn again.

Song Jincheng urged: "Hurry up, otherwise it will be too late."

Seeing him so nervous in Song Qingshi, he also felt a sense of crisis: "Okay, I'll call Fengjun and Xiaobai."

Song Jincheng almost passed by and wanted to explain.

Suddenly, the window opened.

Feng Jun looked at him with terrifying eyes.