After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

Chu Yitang swore to God that this was the first time in his life that someone else had taken advantage of him.

Oh no, this is already the second time Lan Yu has taken advantage of him.

Last time it was physical, this time it was oral.

But it's hard to get angry in front of outsiders. He silently said "Don't be angry" a hundred times in his heart. Chu Yitang faked a smile on the surface, but in fact his teeth were almost broken:

"Really? Then do you need me to call you husband-in-law?"

"Is this okay?!"

Chu Yitang was so angry that his fingertips were trembling, and several veins burst out on the back of his hands due to his patience. He picked up the corner of his skirt and stamped it hard, and Chu Yitang stepped into Yangshui Pass angrily.

If he says a word to Lan Yu today, he won't call him Chu Yitang! !

After Lan Yu and the old woman hurriedly thanked him, they hurried to catch up with Chu Yitang. He was wearing embroidered shoes and couldn't walk fast no matter what, so Lan Yu caught up easily.

The road inside the pass was actually more difficult to walk than outside. The road was muddy and gravelly. Chu Yitang had a hard time walking, but he didn't want to stop and kept going.

After Chu Yitang almost tripped over a stone for the fourth time, Lan Yu stepped forward and took hold of his silk belt, and his left hand firmly wrapped around Chu Yitang's waist.

The material of the underskirt was soft, and it was easy to pinch even his waist. The palm of his hand was close to the side of his waist, just full.

"Ah Tang, can you and I change shoes? You can't walk like this."

These shoes made it difficult to move around. The first time he tripped, his feet sprained a little, and his ankles ached. Chu Yitang didn't want to pay attention to him, but he couldn't walk because he was holding them down.

After a stalemate for a while, Chu Yitang curled his lips and said something vaguely, but the words were too fast and Lan Yu didn't hear them clearly.

Lan Yu took half a step closer to him and asked, "I didn't hear you clearly. Can Ah Tang say it again?"

"...It doesn't match."

Chu Yitang looked away embarrassedly and said awkwardly: "It doesn't match what you wear."

"...Pfft hahahahahaha!"

Stimulated by Lan Yu, Chu Yitang flew into a rage: "Lan Yu, if you laugh again, I will kill you now!!!"

Lan Yu covered his belly and laughed so hard. It was so cute. Chu Yitang was so cute. He thought it was for other reasons, but he never thought that Chu Yitang felt that other shoes did not match his skirt.

He smiled tensedly, retracted his hand, and ended with a frivolous tone: "Our Ah Tang loves beauty so much, huh?"

Chu Yitang raised his arm and hit him hard on the chest with his elbow, furious: "If they don't match, they don't match. Why do you love to be beautiful? Lan Yu, if you keep talking nonsense, I will..."

His lips were pressed, and Lan Yu's face was only an inch away from him. He breathed slowly, his voice was low, and with a smile, he held Chu Yitang's white neck like feathers:

"Just what, just kill me?"

He sealed Chu Yitang's lips with his index finger. He had a handsome profile and thin mouth. When he lowered his eyes, he was fascinated and whispered: "Atang, have you heard a sentence?"

"Death under the peonies, it's still cool to be a ghost."

His heart seemed to have stopped for a moment, and Chu Yitang was frightened. He almost reflexively wanted to bite his lips, but all he bit was Lan Yu's fingertips.

He calmed down and refused to admit defeat: "Didn't you say you don't read idle books? You know this?"

Lan Yu straightened the beaded hairpin on his head for him, smoothed out the intertwined beads and jade, and explained: "Don't you always ask me to recite it? If you recite it too often, you will remember it."

Chu Yitang immediately decided that he would never let Lan Yu read the storybook again after returning. People can learn bad things, and Lan Yu is no exception!

Lan Yu stared at his swollen face and resisted the urge to bite him. He squatted down at Chu Yitang's feet, lowered his neck, and suppressed his bloodthirsty desire, like an obedient wolf:

"I'll carry you on my back, otherwise your skirt will get dirty."

His ears were still tingling, and Chu Yitang was feeling dizzy. He was not a squeamish person, and he was far from ready to give up.

Lan Yu's back was broad and generous, Chu Yitang had felt it when he hugged him before. It was the most peaceful place in the boat, allowing him not to be exposed to any wind or rain.

Chu Yitang picked up the hem of his skirt, bent down on Lan Yu's back, wrapped his arms around the back of his neck, and urged, "Still not leaving?"

The collar of the underskirt was low, and Chu Yitang walked without paying attention. The straps were loose and the skirt also slipped down.

Lan Yu paused, grabbed the fallen skirt and hid it in his arms, and stood up from the ground.

The pass is also very deserted, and there is no human habitation along the way. A few deserted houses stand on the roadside, and crows fly low and circle, making hoarse and unpleasant cries.

He walked inward like this for nearly an hour, and finally saw the entrance to the city.

A few sparse people were driving an ox cart. One of the leaders was kneeling on the ground, begging for something with the guards guarding the city. Sitting on the ox cart were his wife, children, and children, all of whom were crying and wiping away tears.

Lan Yu didn't feel tired even after carrying Chu Yitang for so far. As he approached the city gate, the words of the elderly man came to his ears one by one.

He leaned down into the mud and kowtowed to the guard over and over again. His weather-beaten face was filled with tears, his face was sallow and thin, his clothes were ragged, and he cried out: "

Military Master, please let us in. Please, my granddaughter is almost dead. Please, I really can’t afford that much money. All right, Military Master, I will kowtow to you..."

As soon as the guard raised his foot, he kicked him to the ground, picked up his face with the handle of the knife, opened his mouth and spat:

"Don't take a piss and look after yourself. If you don't have any money, you want to go to the city. Who told you a good thing? Get away as far as you can. The city is crowded with people now. If you don't have any money, do you want to go to the city? Do you? Go ahead with your grandma’s spring and autumn dream!”

Chu Yitang frowned. He had lived in the mountains for a long time and had not seen such bullying for a long time. When he saw it today, he still couldn't tolerate it.

He was about to pat Lan Yu to let him down, but Lan Yu squatted down and slowly let him land firmly on the ground.

Lan Yu lifted his skirt up for him, took off his outer robe and put it on for him, then took out Chu Yitang's long hair that was tucked in the clothes, and warned:

"A'tang, just stand here and wait for me. I'll be here in a moment."

"What to do?"

"It'll be fine in a moment, Ah Tang, just wait for me."

Chu Yitang put away his hand, understood, and just nodded: "I'll wait for you."

Lan Yu tied his belt again, stepped into the turbid muddy water with his cloud boots, and turned towards the city gate.

Several city gate guards gathered around laughing and joking. One of them saw a pretty woman sitting on a bullock cart, kicked the man who fell to the ground away, and touched the woman's face with a lewd smile on his face.

The woman was frightened and cried and retreated, but no matter how much she retreated, it was of no avail. The guard grabbed the corner of her clothes and the woman was suddenly dragged back, wailing in terror.

The guard wanted to slap the woman in the face, but a shadow fell over his head.

The hand hanging in the air was grabbed, and before he could turn around, he heard a crisp "click" sound, and his wrist turned outwards in a strange arc, and was actually twisted and broken in an instant!