Poor Monk

For the first time, Gu Zhao felt that he had encountered a proposition.

The fact is that he had never fucked a man before, but when faced with Shen Du's question, he didn't want to answer at all.

Because answering means showing weakness.

In any case, he has been a friend and rival for five or six years, and Gu Zhao still knows a little about Shen Du's virtue.

Haven't eaten pork and never seen a pig run?

The most taboo thing about love and love between people is to put it on the table.If you speak too clearly, there will be no hazy, hesitant taste, even if you like it, it becomes a dislike.

He doesn't know whether Shen Du understands or not, but at this moment he is clear: it doesn't matter why he wants to fuck Shen Du, the truth is that Shen Du is not interested in him.

But whoever has the slightest thought, can't ask such a stupid question.

It sounds like there is something, but in fact there is nothing.

The reason why Shen Du asked this was because he clearly knew that it was Gu Zhao's rare sore foot, and whenever he caught such an opportunity, he would take it out and step on it, so as to make him unhappy.

It's not coquettish, it's cheap.

"I asked you something, can't answer?"

It was probably at this moment that something could be deduced from Gu Zhao's unpredictable expression. Shen Du's face was more interesting, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and the vague hostility did not dissipate, but he was more gloating.

"Did you fuck it?"

"..."

Ten thousand swear words have exploded in the depths of my mind.

At this moment, there was a crack of rage on Gu Zhao's perfect face like a banished fairy, giving birth to the urge to chop off the head of the person in front of him with a sword: "Did you ever fuck your shit?"

"..."

Shen Du took a deep look at him.

Gu Zhao immediately knew that he had said something wrong.

But Shen Du is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Haven't seen any messy things in the world?Talking nonsense like this, he is also very handy: "We have known each other for a while, don't you care about you? I thought you wanted to fuck me because you fucked a man before, otherwise why would you want to fuck me?" The feeling and impulsiveness that came? But you don’t look like this. Fortunately, I want to ask again, what is it like to fuck a man, it seems that I asked the wrong person. "

Damn it again.

How could Gu Zhao fail to see that he was just poking at his sore spot?But this animal seems to be very kind in every word, which can be regarded as a little bit of his hypocrisy.

"I want to ask me this kind of thing, are you used to being fucked by others and can't fuck yourself?"

The retort "You're fucking used to being fucked by people" almost immediately jumped to his lips, and he was about to fight back, but at the moment when the words were about to come out, Shen Du swallowed them back.

His pupils narrowed slightly, staring at Gu Zhao.

Immediately afterwards, he actually laughed: "You are right, I am just used to being fucked by others. The same person does not have the same fate, I am different from you after all."

Although it was a smile, but the smile was really shallow.

Gu Zhao was stared at by his eyes that could not see any emotion or anger, and suddenly regretted the evil words that he blurted out just now, but it was too late to take them back.

His face calmed down, and he asked him, "Are you born to like men?"

"No, I'm not born to like anyone." Shen Du shook his head, took two steps towards the side of the road, and looked at the clouds passing over the mountains near and far, "But if you really want to ask now, I really like men .”

Or to be more precise -

I like a man.

Gu Zhao flipped his palm lightly, and the Toad Palace Sword was attached to his waist after the strength was withdrawn, and it was wrapped around like a dark silver belt, which further made his despondency look like a lonely peak and a cold moon.

After hearing Shen Du's answer, he smiled.

"I guess so. You definitely didn't like men from the beginning. Otherwise, after knowing each other for so many years, you might be blind to not like me."

"Hahahaha, Gu Zhao, oh, Gu Zhao, do you know that your teacher in Pengshan is so thick-skinned?" Shen Du didn't expect Gu Zhao to answer like this. After being stunned for a moment, he bent over laughing, almost crying Here comes, "You, hahaha, you can't even beat me..."

It's a fact that you can't beat it, but it's a slap in the face to be told.

The corners of Gu Zhao's eyes twitched slightly, looking at Shen Du who was smiling out of shape, pulled the corners of his lips, and said with a fake smile: "You can laugh now. Another day, be careful not to fall into my hands, or I will It can keep you out of bed for three days."

"Oh, young people are very ambitious."

Shen Du raised his eyebrows, but he didn't pay attention to Gu Zhao's harsh words. Relying on the fact that he was indeed a few years older than Gu Zhao, he patted him on the shoulder with a smile as if adding fuel to the fire.

"As expected, it is daytime, suitable for dreaming."

Gu Zhao glanced at the claws he had placed on his shoulders, raised his fingers and pressed the Toad Palace Sword on his waist, and was about to draw the sword and chop it off for him.

But Shen Du saw the opportunity too quickly.

Before he could draw his sword, the claw had already been retracted, and his figure who was riding the wind away suddenly retreated along with him.

"The descendants of Martial Saints, the Daoist Master, have already accepted it with a smile, so I would like to thank Gu Jun for his kindness. The world will meet again in Xiefeng Villa some other day, so don't miss the appointment..."

When the sound fell, the person had disappeared in front of Yongjia Pass.

Gu Zhao stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, the smile on his face gradually faded away, and a layer of gloom cast over his brows.

But he neither wanted to catch up, nor did he intend to respond to Shen Du, he just turned around and looked at the corpses strewn all over the official road.

Gu Zhao has always been impeccable in his work.

He walked over to the corpses, inspected them one by one, and slapped himself on the chest after making sure that everyone was completely dead and no one was left alive.

A few days ago, where Shen Duchui's rainbow sword was wounded, blood gushed out immediately, soaking the green shirt in front of him into a dark purple.

Against his unpredictable expression, there is a sense of treachery and strangeness.

In the end, he took a horse and went to Yongjiaguan without any haste, with a pale appearance that was seriously injured.