Zhao Wuyuan Rongnian

"Finally, I'm willing to show up." Ning Chenxing got out of bed and stood in front of the bed. He kept moving his hands, as if a battle was about to start here.

"After all these years, you are still so playful." Liniang sighed, Ning Chenxing really hasn't changed at all.

"Hahaha, I thought you had forgotten me." Ning Chenxing took back his hand calmly and patted him.

"How could I forget..." A number of thoughts came to her mind. Liniang was silent for a long time, then raised her eyes to look at Ning Chenxing.

"Did you succeed?" Ning Chenxing said something without beginning or end, but Liniang nodded.

"Then why are you here, with Xiao Ye..." Ning Chenxing seemed to be struck by lightning and froze on the spot for a few seconds. She turned to look at Butler Ye, as if she had figured out something at this moment.

"Hahahahahaha, it's actually like this." She laughed loudly and walked towards Liniang.

"You can't take this person away for the time being." Then she pointed to the top.

"He has a powerful master, you can't compete with him." Ning Chenxing whispered in Liniang's ear.

Liniang frowned, not understanding what Ning Chenxing meant.

"There are many people with mixed eyes, so come out and talk." After saying this, Ning Chenxing walked out.

"He is suppressed by his true energy and cannot fly."

Hearing this, Liniang finally moved her steps, turned around and closed the door.

Steward Ye was cut off by the formation and could only watch Liniang and Ning Chenxing go out. He could only pray in his heart... pray that nothing would happen to Liniang.

"How is Dihuazhou? What news did you get?" Liniang poured water on her face to wash away the makeup and powder on her face.

"It's not like you don't know about my brother." Ning Chenxing said in a deep voice.

"Oh, he has such a stubborn temper."

The two of them sounded familiar, as if they had known each other for many years.

"It's a matter of nobility." Liniang looked at Ning Chenxing, her expression was not pretty.

"How well do you understand Wu Jian's affairs?"

"That's almost it. Ye Mingsheng gave me this." Ning Chenxing opened her hand, and in her hand was a memory that Ye Mingsheng gave her.

"Oh? What an unexpected surprise." Liniang understood that her plan for so many years was to avenge the Ye family.

"What does it say inside?" Liniang tidied up and brought a lot of snacks to Ning Chenxing. She seemed to know her very well.

Ning Chenxing's eyes dimmed a lot, and his movements to get snacks stopped.

"They asked me to live well and not..."

"The arrow is on the string and has to be shot. Now you are living a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. You should think clearly." Ning Chenxing is in a dilemma now and it is impossible to stop.

"It would be better to die than to live like this." She took a bite of the snack angrily.

"Zhao Wuyin is also here?" Liniang nodded dullly when she saw her eating snacks.

"I understand, eat more." Liniang pushed the plate forward to make it easier for her to take it.

"I also want to eat a big elbow."

"you really…"

Rong Nian had an uneasy sleep. He felt like he was on a stove, and his whole body was very hot.

He subconsciously started to pull at his clothes, tearing off most of the collar.

Hearing movement coming from inside, Zhao Wuyin opened his eyes, stood up and walked behind the screen.

But he saw Rong Nian had torn off all his clothes, exposing his skin and his face was flushed.

Zhao Wuyin was stunned for a moment, but chose to walk over and take a closer look, only to realize that the fragrance on the bed was unusual.

"Hot... so hot..." Rong Nian muttered, his hands moving non-stop.

Hearing him say he was hot, Zhao Wuyin released his true energy to cover him. The coldness simulated by his true energy seemed to make Rong Nian feel better, but it was difficult to relieve the heat in his body.

Rong Nian subconsciously moved closer to Zhao Wuyuan, absorbing the cold air from his body to relieve the heat in his body.

Unexpectedly, the two of them got closer and closer. Rong Nian clung to Zhao Wuyin and hugged him.

Rong Nian's breath came from his neck. Zhao Wuyin lowered his eyes and silently spread more of his true energy, which made Rong Nian shiver.

But it only lasted for a moment. Rong Nian was suddenly attacked by the heat again, and he just wanted to find something to relieve himself.

He reached out to touch Zhao Wuyin's front and was grabbed by Zhao Wuyin.

"Master..." he shouted softly.

Rong Nian seemed unable to hear and kept rubbing himself against Zhao Wuyin. He vaguely saw Zhao Wuyin opening his mouth. He was attracted by the color and slowly moved closer.

Zhao Wuyin let go, but Rong Nian seized the opportunity and pressed hard, causing the two of them to fall towards the ground.

He quickly reached out and hugged Rong Nian, and the two fell to the ground. Rong Nian bumped into him, feeling a little painful, but he did not forget to caress Zhao Wuyin's clothes, preparing to find a place to go further.

In order to prevent him from moving, Zhao Wuyin could only hold his hand and ask him not to move. Unexpectedly, Rong Nian lowered his head and kissed his lips.

He licked unconsciously, and the flush on his face had not dissipated. Zhao Wuyin felt the touch on his lips and accidentally let go of Rong Nian's hand and touched his face instead.

"This is what you look like." He thought to himself, scanning Rong Nian's eyes, nose, and finally landed on the moist lips.

He pushed Rong Nian's head away. Rong Nian seemed a little unhappy and frowned.

Zhao Wuyin looked very solemn and slowly approached Rong Nian's face, as if he was confirming something.

Until their lips pressed together, Zhao Wuyin's heart seemed to skip a beat. He didn't know what it felt like. It was very strange... He had never felt it before.

Just like this, Rong Nian launched an offensive and sneaked into Zhao Wuyin's mouth. For a moment, his lips overlapped and the silver thread hung down, so ambiguous.

Zhao Wuyin turned around and pressed Rong Nian under him, stood up and peeled off, and the silver thread slowly pulled away from the overlap between the two.

He caressed Rong Nian's face, his eyes seemed to have changed, and there was a feeling born in his eyes that he was not clear about.

In the end, he just placed a gentle kiss on Rong Nian's brow, pious and cherished, with... such a trace of love... falling on Rong Nian.

"Rong Nian." His voice was nice and gentle, as if he was calling for something.

A tear fell from Rong Nian's eyes for unknown reasons. He reached out and hugged the person who called him. At that moment, his heartbeat seemed to return to his heart. He found a comfortable position to lean against.

Zhao Wuyin picked him up and put him on the bed, but Rong Nian held him too tightly. In desperation, he could only lie on the bed with Rong Nian.

The two of them were close to each other. Zhao Wuyin looked at Rong Nian's face. He was examining himself. He knew that he had always liked Rong Nian.

Maybe she was grateful that he came to save her, or maybe she felt that he was too good to her, so good... that it was hard to let go.

Rong Nian is his mentor and his friend...why not...

Zhao Wuyin was shocked by his own thoughts. He was really dizzy. His bad emotions were leaked out, and he was a little annoyed.

He subconsciously looked at Rong Nian's chest. The clothes that Rong Nian had torn apart had not yet been gathered up. He reached out to touch it, but it bounced away like an electric shock.

There was nothing on the fair skin...but he seemed to see a few holes bleeding.

Zhao Wuyin closed his eyes tightly and just held Rong Nian in his arms, as if this would prevent him from losing him again.