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The thick black night covered everything.

Xiao Fangchi walked all the way and finally arrived at Canglang Pavilion.

Entering the yard, I tripped over the decorative lights on the ground as I passed the pool, and almost fell into the pool.

"Tsk."

He kicked the lamp as if to vent his anger, and then continued walking towards the dormitory.

"boom!"

The bedroom door was opened by him, and the cold wind rushed in.

He walked in, walked around the screen, and came to the bed.

After looking at the person on the bed unclearly for a while, I finally came to my senses.

Master has fallen asleep.

It's so late, it's time to go to bed.

Thinking vaguely, Xiao Fangchi took off his robe, shoes and socks, got on the bed, took the person into his arms and hugged him.

He closed his eyes and lay down for a while, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

After lying down for a while, Xiao Fangchi really couldn't sleep. He raised his elbows and supported his chin, tilting his head and looking at the sleeping master, his eyes full of obsession.

After looking at it for a moment, he reached out and gently traced the master's eyebrows.

Master is so beautiful, his eyelashes are black and long, his eyes are beautiful, his nose is beautiful, his lips are beautiful, he looks beautiful everywhere.

He loved every part of it.

How could this not be his master?

Lingyue was lying to him.

bad guy.

They are all bad people.

"Bad guy, you still want to lie to me."

Xiao Fangchi murmured softly, leaned over and kissed his master's eyes.

Perhaps he was drunk, and his eyes caught sight of those lips. The lips were obviously not very rosy, but he couldn't move his eyes away no matter what.

Want to kiss.

Just kiss.

You won't be discovered by Master if you kiss her.

His head slowly moved down, and Xiao Fangchi carefully pressed his lips to hers.

However, as soon as he put it up and felt the warm touch, Xiao Fangchi lost control.

He wanted more, wanted to rub the master into his bones.

After laying the person down, he huddled under the quilt.

……

"Master...you are mine, you are my master."

Xiao Fangchi shouted over and over again.

The little bell on the chain jingled, making a sweet sound, like the most addictive music, recording the spring in the room.

After a jolt, Song Huaiqing finally woke up.

He opened his eyelids sleepily, and before he could clearly see the situation in front of him, he was enveloped by a strong numbness.

"Um..."

Song Huaiqing's words were out of tune, and he reached out tremblingly to grab Xiao Fangchi: "You..."

Seeing that Master was awake, Xiao Fangchi leaned over to kiss him. While he was breathing, Xiao Fangchi asked him in a hoarse voice: "Master, are you awake? Do you like it?"

Song Huaiqing couldn't even speak, and his body and mind were violently attacked.

After a while, Song Huaiqing was finally able to see clearly the scene in front of him.

At that time, he happened to lower his eyes, so what caught his eyes was the mess on his chest and abdomen.

"Master, I like you so much..."

With his face so close, the strength he had accumulated for a long time was finally put to use.

Song Huaiqing interrupted Xiao Fangchi's confession with a slap.

Xiao Fangchi was stunned.

Song Huaiqing took the opportunity to kick him with his legs and shrank to the side.

"Don't come to me when you're in heat!"

"If you don't look for the master, then who can the disciple look for?" Xiao Fangchi tilted his head, a little confused, "Don't we like each other? If you like it, you should do what you like, right? Doesn't the master also enjoy it?"

"I don't like you anymore."

Xiao Fangchi didn't believe it: "Master, you are lying to me."

Song Huaiqing was calm and calm, his lustful look completely gone: "I'm not lying to you, I just don't like it.

Get out now, right now, right now. "

Xiao Fangchi tried hard to find any trace of lying on his master's face, but he failed.

At this time, Lingyue's words came to mind again.

A strong urge to question arose.

Xiao Fangchi looked at Song Huaiqing intently for a moment, then suddenly reached out and slapped his arms.

Song Huaiqing frowned: "What do you want to do? Are you still in heat?"

He thought Xiao Fangchi was going to force him, or pretend to be pitiful to confuse him.

However, he was surprised.

Xiao Fangchi asked:

"Master, Lingyue said that you are from other places, that you are not my master, and that you will leave as soon as you complete your mission. Master, tell me, who are you? Lingyue is lying to me. Isn’t that right? Master, I only believe in you."

Xiao Fangchi looked at him steadily, with hope in his eyes.

He only listened to what Master said, and Master would not lie to him.

At this moment, Song Huaiqing knew——

It's over, it's over.

He couldn't look directly into Xiao Fangchi's eyes.

He opened his mouth, but his throat felt like a stone was blocked, and he couldn't say a word. The bitterness spread all over his body instantly.

He originally decided not to let Xiao Fangchi know. Knowing the truth would be too cruel for him.

Unfortunately, fate tricks people.

Seeing the master's reaction, Xiao Fangchi's heart dropped to the bottom.

His breathing was stagnant, and the strength in his hands continued to increase.

When he opened his mouth, his voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of crying.

"Master, please tell me quickly, Ling Yue lied to me."

"Master, please tell me, what he said is false."

His heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a huge hand, huge sadness filled the air, and the throbbing pain in his heart made him almost breathless.

Song Huaiqing turned her head away unbearably, but Xiao Fangchi stubbornly grabbed her chin and twisted it back.

Xiao Fangchi's eyes were red, and he let out a low roar of pain, like a cornered animal, like a prisoner under the guillotine waiting for trial, his voice was hoarse.

"Master, please tell me quickly!"

"Disciple, please."

Tears rolled down her cheeks one by one and fell into the quilt, making no sound.

"I..." Song Huaiqing opened her mouth again and squeezed her fists again and again.

Holding back the sour feeling and a slight tremor in her voice, Song Huaiqing finally admitted: "I'm sorry."

"...what do you mean sorry?"

"I...am not your master."

The moment the words fell, Song Huaiqing clearly saw that Xiao Fangchi's eyes looking at him became fragmented in an instant.

"You lied to me! You are all lying to me! It's all fake! It's fake!!"

Song Huaiqing took a deep breath: "My name is also Song Huaiqing. I came from modern times through books. I am bound to a system. After completing the tasks it says, I can leave here and return to my original place.

I am indeed not your master. "

The guillotine hanging on his neck finally came down, killing him with one blow, leaving him no chance to struggle.

Xiao Fangchi suddenly calmed down, his expression sad and silent, as if he had fallen into some kind of abyss that would never be recovered.

After a long pause, he finally heard a broken sound.

Those purple eyes seemed to be bleeding.

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Song Huaiqing was heartbroken and stretched out her hand to touch Xiao Fangchi's eyebrows.

The face in front of him suddenly blurred, and the darkness bit by bit ate away all the scenes, and in a moment, only endless darkness remained.

Unable to see Xiao Fangchi's face, Song Huaiqing suddenly panicked. He stretched out his hand slightly anxiously, wanting to touch Xiao Fangchi's face.

"Koike!"

[The author has something to say]

I can’t stand it anymore. I reviewed it for almost five hours and revised it more than a dozen times. I can’t stand it anymore. If you want to watch it, go to wb and search for “Qi Keke—” by username.

Or if you want to watch it in group q or v, I will build it.

I'm really exhausted, ah ah ah.

I'm already crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy. Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy Crazy, crazy, crazy.

The author is not in a good mental state. p(′⌒｀?q)?゜.