Master, he always wants to leave me

This medicine is so comfortable...

That bottle of cool liquid entered Su Yao's stomach with traces of refreshing spiritual power, and turned into a warm current that nourished the fetus and put Su Yao's whole body in the stove. His whole body was warm, even cold all the time. My hands and feet are warmed up.

"My whole body seems to be hot..." Su Yao said with a frown.

"Don't worry, Daoist Su, it's the property of anti-fetal medicine."

"It's so warm, I want to sleep..."

It wasn't long before Su Yao finished drinking the anti-fetal medicine, but he felt that his breathing became very smooth, his brows and eyes were full of laziness, and he was drowsy, before he had time to prop up his body and go back to sit, but he just felt The surrounding was warm and comfortable, just like that, he fell into the arms of the man who stretched out his hand to carefully catch his white face mask, and fell into a deep sleep.

The demon god in white was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only see that his head was lowered, and the light-colored pupils under the mask were staring at the person in his arms. Then, the demon god gently hugged Su Yao horizontally. Get up and let Su Yao fall asleep on his chest.

This sudden situation and the attitude of the demon god made Jing Yunzhi and Mu Yunqing who were beside him stunned.

"Yunhe?"

Then Mu Yunqing came over and wanted to pick up Su Yao, but the demon god in white raised his head, glanced at Mu Yunqing, and took a step back to open the distance between them.

Xiao Deng immediately stopped between them, explaining: "Please stay away from the two monks, my master wants to check the fetal position for Daoist Su..."

Mu Yunqing clenched his fists, he always felt that this demon god was very inexplicable, but when he was about to explode, Jing Yunzhi stretched out his hand lightly to hold him.

"Yun Qing, dodge."

"Brother, why did you believe his words so easily? What if he harms Yunhe..."

Mu Yunqing frowned, reminding herself which side the senior brother is on.

Jing Yunzhi shook his head, he looked at the so-called demon god in white, "He won't."

His wise eyes seemed to see through the white-faced masked man, "Whoever Wuzheng invites here will not harm Yunhe."

There seemed to be a sense of conviction in his plain tone, Mu Yunqing frowned, glanced at Su Yao who was sleeping peacefully in the arms of the demon god in white, and finally had to compromise.

He snorted and said, "You can see a doctor for Su Yao, so how long will it take you?"

The white-clothed demon god wore a white-faced mask, remained silent, the little lamp floated, and said, "Three hours."

"so long?"

"Right now, Daoist Su's health is not very good. My master will lose his vitality and take care of Daoist Su's body. Please forgive me."

As soon as these words came out, both Mu Yunqing and Jing Yunzhi were stunned.

Losing one's vitality is not a trivial matter, and this demon god in white would actually do such an act of harming himself just because of Ling Wuzheng's invitation...

Simply, crazy.

"Tell the two of you to go out."

Xiaodeng chased people away mercilessly.

"You'd better not play tricks."

Mu Yunqing was unwilling, but was finally dragged out by Jing Yunzhi.

The demon god didn't respond.

Mu Yunqing worriedly led Jing Yunzhi to set up a series of formations outside the Accord to ensure the safety of the two people inside. After finishing the painting, he shook his sleeves and said to Jing Yunzhi displeasedly:

"I will ask Hua Fan to investigate this demon god. Even if you trust him so much, brother, I am not at ease."

Jing Yunzhi nodded, his calm mouth curled into a slight smile, his cold eyes stared at Mu Yunqing: "You used to be incompatible with Yunhe, but now you have changed."

When Mu Yunqing heard it, he had a lot of aftertaste, and finally sighed. He looked at the floor of the attic and murmured: "Aren't you the same? Back then in the Sanqing School, it was not you and him who spoiled him so badly." Master."

Lin Shuyao will always be their junior, and will always be the guy of the Sanqing sect who would rather be punished than complain.

Even if he has been wronged a lot and sees other people's distress, he will feel sorry for others, and he is a fool who says he is fine.

"I'm really not used to his obedience and resignation now." As if remembering something, Mu Yunqing's expression became serious: "My life was given by him."

"It's all in the past, he's still that fool...he still hasn't been able to protect himself."

Jing Yunzhi rubbed his brows to hide the bitterness in his eyes. Back then he watched Ling Wuzheng suffer, and even persuaded Yunhe to let go... But he didn't expect that now Yunhe was forced to become pregnant, and it was Ling Wuzheng of.

Yunhe's body is different from others after all.

Now, he saw Ling Wuzheng chasing after him, while Lin Shuyao was still in the dark...

Jing Yunzhi had a headache for the first time.

Mu Yunqing gritted her teeth and said, "...I'm pregnant, what else can we say?"

"...That's all."

After watching Jing Yunzhi and Mu Yunqing leave, the white-clothed demon god put the sleeping Su Yao on the bed. He stretched out his hand, and with a few spells, he repaired the window he kicked and broke, and the Accord was also restored. The original clean and tidy.

He took off the mask, put it beside the bed, and then stared at Su Yao quietly.

The little lamp landed on the side of the bed and jumped up, it finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, it's a good thing they stopped them from forcing Su Yao to have an abortion."

"You can go back." Ling Wuzheng said calmly.

A system that feels like it's being used and discarded: "..."

Ling Wuzheng glanced at the system, there was a hint of depth in his light-colored pupils, and a hint of anxiety in his speaking speed.

"Su Yao's current situation is not very good, and you also know what I need to do... Do you want to see pictures that are not suitable for children?"

Ling Wuzheng ignored the little lamp, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Su Yao's face. His low voice became magnetic, and there seemed to be a hint of joy.

"He needs me now..."

Then, he leaned down, gently kissed Su Yao's lips, stretched out the tip of his tongue to pry Su Yao's mouth open, and continuously sent Su Yao his spiritual power.

"Drip, I'll go back, I'll go back!"

The system that knew what Ling Wuzheng needed to do yelled directly, getting into Ling Wuzheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, Ling Wuzheng sent Su Yao spiritual power for a long time, and finally he was reluctant to let go of Su Yao's lips.

He carefully traced the line of Su Yao's lips with the tip of his tongue, and after licking Su Yao's lips until they were shiny, he resisted the gloomy eyes and stretched out his hand to unbutton his clothes.

It's not that Ling Wuzheng wants to use this method, it's just very strange... This is how the world is set, and when he knew it, he was quite shocked.

Finally, almost with dark eyes, he hid in the dark and looked at Su Yao.

He didn't decide to try this method until he found that Su Yao's situation was getting worse and worse.

If Su Yao was still awake and knew that she had to go to bed when she was pregnant, he would definitely jump up and curse at people immediately.

In order to write about bisexuality well, he was obsessed with bisexual prose day and night, among which the one he read the most was... the prose with that letter high.

The things that felt touching at that time are all retribution on her now, Su Yao wants to cry.

So, after having a hearty erotic dream in the dream, Su Yao's whole body was overly nourished.

Bisexual bodies are very sensitive, Ling Wuzheng is very powerful...

I am shameless.

Being forced by the people in the dream, Su Yao's mind was in a mess.

"What do you want to do with the child in your belly? Do you want to kill him?"

In the dream, the man asked him questions over and over again.

"No... I didn't think about getting an abortion..."

But he didn't dare to face it directly, he stammered and replied.

This is Wuzheng's child... Su Yao never thought about not wanting this child from the beginning to the end.

Even when Mu Yunqing pressed him to ask him, although he seemed to be thinking about it, in fact, he didn't care about the question at all.

If he doesn't want this child... From the moment he knew he was pregnant, he would have many opportunities to get rid of the seed in his stomach...

Why has it been three months, but he still wants to find the demon god recommended by the system to take a good look at the child in his belly.

He and Ling Wuzheng's child... He felt pain in his heart, but also looked forward to the arrival of this child.

Holding Su Yao to sleep, Ling Wuzheng, who had a happy expression, saw Su Yao's unspeakable expression in his sleep, and kissed Su Yao pitifully.

His lover is by his side.

Stretching out his hands, gently stroking Su Yao's slightly protruding belly, Ling Wuzheng's cold eyes all turned into a pool of tenderness, and he was a different person from Ling Wuzheng who always had a cold face on weekdays.

Ling Wuzheng's eyes were full of obsession. He held Su Yao firmly in his arms, tasted it wantonly, and finally interlocked his fingers and kissed Su Yao's neck. Ling Wuzheng fell asleep with Su Yao.

"Have a good dream, Su Yao. A dream that belongs to you and me."

A hint of something flashed in the light-colored pupils, and finally Ling Wuzheng closed his eyes.

And Su Yao had the most absurd dream in his life.

He dreamed that Ling Ling and Ling Wuzheng appeared beside him at the same time, and then asked him who he loved?

He was about to approach Ling Ling, but was pulled back by Ling Wuzheng.

"Master, you can't leave me behind, you still have my child in your stomach..."

Ling Wuzheng frowned coldly, and rubbed against his neck, exuding a scent of cold fragrance.

Su Yao's body was a little unsteady, he tried to see Ling Wuzheng clearly with his eyes blurred, and nodded in agreement with a confused mind.

"Well...you are...the father of the child..."

Su Yao didn't know what the hell he had seen. At this moment, his mind was full of what Ling Wuzheng whispered in his ear just now.

What Ling Wuzheng is his man, the father of the child, he belongs to his apprentice, he cannot be abandoned...

Cai continued to kiss Ling Wuzheng in a daze, and Ling Ling pulled Su Yao's hair expressionlessly, forcing him to look at him.

As soon as Su Yao turned around, he saw Ling Ning's light-colored eyes with no emotion. At first, he felt very happy and wanted to hug Ling Ning tightly, but found that Ling Wuzheng's hand was still on his waist. Zheng even kissed his ear very intimately, and Su Yao almost looked at Ling Ling with horror in his eyes.

He watched Ling Ning look at all this coldly, and Su Yao, who was so frightened, stretched out his hand in a hurry, tightly clenched Ling Ning's hand, and desperately explained: "No, I didn't, I..."

But what is he going to say?What to explain?

Ling Wuzheng was also waiting for his answer. Regardless of Su Yao's explanation, he stuck behind Su Yao more intimately and looked at Ling Ling.

Ling Ling frowned, watching Su Yao firmly grabbing his hand, his eyes were still calm, and such calm made Su Yao terrified.

He was full of despair, neither could push Ling Wuzheng away, nor could he keep Ling Ling.

Until the end, Ling Ling suddenly stretched out his other hand, and took off his retaining hand.

Su Yao shook his head, refusing Ling Ling to do this, but his refusal, when Ling Wuzheng was gently stroking his pregnant belly, he lost all his strength.

He's pregnant, with a child that doesn't belong to Ling Ling...

What face does he have to face Ling Ling?

In Su Yao's eyes, he was about to collapse into despair, but Ling Ling, who was still determined to take off his hand, took his cold hand, put it on his lips and kissed him lightly.

Su Yao was stunned.

Just like this, he watched Ling Ning, who was wearing a black uniform, whose neat short hair slowly turned into long hair, and a piece of ice belonging to Ling Wuzheng also appeared between his eyebrows.

Ling Ling became Ling Wuzheng.

The two of them were exactly alike.

The strange thing is that Ling Wuzheng who was holding him behind him slowly turned into Ling Ling.

Ling Ning, who was behind him, pressed against his ear, and his cool and pleasant voice sounded like ice springs and gurgling water.

"Well, I'm the father of the child, then what?"

Ling Ning asked with no expression on his face, stretched out his fingers, and stroked Su Yao's slightly protruding belly soothingly.

Su Yao's head became even more confused...

He looked at Ling Wuzheng in front of him, as expressionless as the people behind him, Ling Wuzheng took his hand and kissed, his cold voice merged with Ling Ling's voice behind him.

They said: "Well, I am the father of the child, and then?"

"No, no...let me go...you two...who the hell are you?!"

Su Yao shook his head, in disbelief.

Afterwards, Ling Wuzheng and Ling Ling were both pressed against his ears, their voices were like demons in hell, and with the joy of catching prey, they penetrated into Su Yao's heart.

"I'm your man, you can't remember, we can review it again."

"..."

Su Yao closed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were flushed. He endured the extreme shame in his heart, and screamed: "What kind of dream is this!! Let labor and management wake up!!"

However, apart from Ling Wuzheng and Ling Ling, no one could hear his voice.

Until Su Yao was in a trance, he was trapped between Ling Wuzheng and Ling Ling, but he resisted the contact of any of them.

Ling Ling asked, "Why are you still unwilling to see through all this?"

Su Yao was a little confused: "See through what?"

Ling Wuzheng took up the topic: "Why are you Lin Shuyao?"

"Because... I am the author, and I am here to accept punishment..."

Ling Ning kissed Su Yao's ear, and said softly, "No, who are you?"

"I am, I am Su Yao."

Ling Wuzheng lifted up Su Yao's loose hair and kissed him. His light-colored eyes were filled with a faint smile, just like Ling Ling: "Yes, you are Su Yao, what about me? Who is Wuzheng?"

"..."

Coaxing the restless Su Yao tightly in his arms, Ling Ning frowned and said, "Lin Shuyao's prototype is Su Yao, you are Su Yao, who is Ling Wuzheng's prototype, and who is Ling Wuzheng?"

"..."

"In this world, you, Su Yao, are Lin Shuyao, so who is most likely to be Ling Wuzheng?"

In the end, the two bewitched Su Yao again and again in his ears.

Su Yao Yelu's pupils trembled violently from side to side, and his moist lips trembled non-stop, as if he didn't want to admit it, more like he didn't want to believe it.

He opened his mouth and spat out two words: "... Ling Ling."

In this world, only Ling Wuzheng is worth Lin Shuyao's sacrifice.

The only person who can be worthy of Su Yao's love is Ling Ling.

Su Yao opened his empty eyes, looked at the two identical faces, and watched the two merge together. He let himself fall into the arms of the last person dejectedly, and only murmured two words.

"You are... Ling Ling."

"Ah."

With his admission, everything in the dream disappeared, leaving him curled up in the dream alone.

Until a soft kiss landed on his tightly closed eyelashes, completely waking him up from his dream.

Su Yao opened his eyes, and after a long, long time, he came back to his senses and found that he was sleeping soundly lying on his side on someone's lap.

In the past, when he was nestling on the sofa to tease the cat, Ling Ling put him to sleep in the same way, even if Ling Ling's legs were numb, he would not wake him up.

He changed his posture habitually, extremely sober, yet extremely dazed: "Ling Ling, what time is it?"

The man possessed had long hair hanging down Su Yao's face, and there was a slight warmth in his light-colored and indifferent pupils.

He seemed worried that Su Yao didn't get enough sleep, so he said thoughtfully: "Su Yao, sleep a little longer."

Hearing an unfamiliar voice, Su Yao finally realized that he woke up from a dream. He lay on Ling Wuzheng's lap, his gaze changed in various ways, and finally became deeper and deeper.

Finally, Su Yao raised his eyebrows and smiled.

He calmly got up from the bed, not minding at all that his body had just had sex with a man.

He chuckled, grabbed the man's half-untied clothes, and threw them on the bed. The man let him move without any sign of resistance, which made Su Yao even more angry.

Su Yao directly raised her white feet, and stepped on the man's chest fiercely. His clothes were half-undressed, his long hair was scattered, and he was aggressive.

He was condescending, staring coldly at Ling Wuzheng who lay quietly at his feet, but his eyes were hot and obsessed, and his tone was extremely displeased.

He roared at Ling Wuzheng: "Ling Wuzheng... you are Ling Ling?!!!!"

Fuck you. Mom! ! !

The author has something to say: the closer it is to the end... the more I'm going to be a fucking nerd.The writing is more fascinating.