Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Shen Shu stood by the fountain, listening to the trembling calls of the people in the fountain.

The field of vision is occupied by the creamy white snow, and the charming scenes that are hard to see in ordinary days and only staged in dreams are unfolding in front of them.

There was blood surging in the body instinctively, but Shen Shu's face was still expressionless.

He knew it was just an illusion.

Ye Yunlan would never show such a weak state in front of him. That person was accustomed to patience and silence. If the injury happened seriously, he would only be silent. He would bear it alone, and would never ask for help at all, let alone ask for anything. Human mercy.

...Like a white plum growing in the snow and ice, lonely and silent, looking fragile and fragile, but some things are indestructible.

"Shuer..."

The voice of the people in the spring came from afar, hoarse and sultry.

The snow-white figure supported the bank of the pond and approached like a fish.

His long eyelashes were stained with crystal tears, ten hands stretched out, and his slender five fingers opened like a lotus, lifted up like a sacrifice, and tried his best to get close to him.

"help me……"

Shen Shu's throat rolled, feeling inevitably some heat in his body and thirst in his throat. His eyes became extremely dark and heavy, and for a moment, he whispered?: "I really want to help Master. I really want, I want to..."

As he said, his long eyelashes were half drooping, and looking at the snow-white figure in the spring, his thin red face with desire suddenly showed an indifferent look.

"Unfortunately, you are not him."

The tip of the residual light sword lifted up, swayed slightly, and passed through the snow-white figure.

The person in the spring opened his eyes wide, and his raised hands fell weakly.

"Shen Shu," its voice was spiteful, "I hate you..."

It was poured into the spring water, and its body turned into a red butterfly and flew away.

The bluish spring water returned to its calmness, like a bright mirror with ten smooth faces, but the dense fog around it still remained.

Shen Shu closed his eyes.

Even if he knew that the other party was a phantom, the bitter words still lingered.

He remembered the decision he had made before coming to this secret realm, and slowly pressed his lips into ten lines.

He couldn't help thinking, if he really did something like that to Ye Yunlan?, would the other party hate him.

There is no doubt about the answer.

He clenched the residual light sword in his hand and told himself not to think too much, then looked around intently, wanting to continue to explore beyond the dense fog.

Suddenly, two thin, white hands wrapped around his neck from behind, silently, climbing up like vines.

Ten kinds of strange and familiar cold incense surround him.

Someone gently said in his ear? "Shen Shu."

Shen Shu's body was stiff, and he didn't get rid of the opponent for the first time.

"I'm so tired for the teacher... Let me take a break for the teacher?"

As the other party said, his thin body was resting on his back, so light and light? I could hardly feel any weight, such as ten? Wang Quanshui entangled him, and the cold fragrance made people sink.

Compared with Xue Bai, who had just been seduced, and now quietly snuggling, it was even more difficult for him to break free.

Is it a fantasy? he thinks.

It's an illusion. He told himself.

Probably there is only the illusion, that talent? Will rely on his back like this, and say that he wants to rest ten? Rest.

The other party's thin body leaned against his back, as if he wanted to absorb the warmth, and his breath was sprayed on his neck.

Shen Shu felt thirsty in his throat.

He pursed his lips, and for a long time, he finally said ten times hoarsely.

"let me go."

Sword Qi was growing in his body, pushing away all the foreign objects that did not belong to him.

The hands around his chest, the breath that soaked to his neck, and the soft snuggle behind him, all disappeared like a cloud of smoke when they were pushed away by the sword energy.

He turned around abruptly, only to see the endless gray mist.

After being silent for a long while, he held the Remnant Light Sword ten times and walked into the thick fog alone.

The spring water in the back dissipated when he stepped out, and he cut out his sword light. Difficult to clear the way in the thick fog.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Shu suddenly heard the sound of the guqin coming from afar.

As the fog subsided, he saw ten bamboo buildings and ten windows.

Ten wipes a familiar figure sitting cross-legged by the window, stroking the strings.

He watched quietly.

When the person in the window sits with his eyes down, it is like a white plum blossoming low down. As long as you look at him, you can easily feel the peace and tranquility of the years.

After that, he didn't want to go far anymore.

As if aware of his gaze, the man raised his head and looked over, with a soft smile on his lips.

"You're back." That humane? "Husband."

He was stunned, ten traces of confusion crossed his face, and he stopped by the door for a long while.

Only after ten minutes, the confusion disappeared.

He nodded, walked into the bamboo building, and put the long sword in his hand on the table.

The other party got up from the piano table, came over to take off his robe, and put it aside.

He gently teased the man's eyelashes with his fingertips, and the man turned his face uncomfortably, but the tips of his cheeks and ears were stained with crimson.

He went to the back kitchen, cooked the food, returned and put it on the table, looking up, it was getting dusk outside the window. The orange-red sunset illuminates the earth, covering everything in the house with a hazy warm color.

After the two of them had dinner together, he cleaned up the dishes, and then burned ten buckets of hot water. After the person finished bathing, he went to the tub to wash himself.

When I went back to the bedroom, the night was already dark.

In the candlelight swaying, he saw the man wearing only a plain white shirt, leaning on the bedside, holding ten yellowed scrolls and flipping through it.

The man sat leaning back, and there were a lot of places next to him, which were reserved for him.

He walked over lightly and saw that the man was still focused, and did not notice him, so he pressed his lips and stretched out his hand to **** the man's scroll.

The man raised his eyelashes to look at him, not annoyed, his cold eyebrows showed a light and soft color in the candlelight, and his black eyes were like warm jade.

He put the book aside, except for his boots, sat on the bed, reaching out to embrace the man's thin shoulders.

The man didn't struggle, just snuggled up and leaned against his chest.

He curled his fingers and played with the person's ten strands of black hair, bowed his head and said some funny laughs he had encountered recently. The other party heard it, and laughed lightly and cheerfully from time to time, making his body tremble slightly.

The other party's body temperature has always been low, and he held the person in his arms for a while, then gradually warmed him up, and felt very satisfied.

The hair of the two has been put down, entangled in the gap, regardless of each other, flowing in the flames.

Before you know it, the night is already late.

He raised his hand to put out the candle, and was about to lure him to sleep, but his sleeves were suddenly pulled by him.

"What?" he said?.

Suddenly I felt the man approaching, and his slightly cool lips touched his Adam's apple.

It wasn't such a blatant flirting method, but it seemed as if a fire was igniting in his body.

"Do you know what you are doing?" he muttered.

The other party did not answer, but his slightly cool lips still touched his raised apple, and kissed ten times again. Then, something slippery and soft, stretched out cautiously, and lightly licked it at his Adam's apple.

...! ! !

He trembled for ten times, almost unable to control himself, making uncontrollable actions.

But the opponent's actions still didn't stop.

The hands that play the piano during the day are **** him.

The cold, distant fragrance rushed into the tip of the nose, and the long and pale five fingers were also extremely conspicuous in the darkness, almost thrilling.

He suddenly clasped the opponent's hand, and then gritted his teeth again?: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I know," the man said softly, "...husband."