Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

"But..." Hao Liang hesitated, his face flushed a little because of the kiss.His eyes dodged a little, and he didn't dare to look directly at Yan Ke.

"You said those were nasty things..." he whispered.

"Things that I don't want to remember, I will indeed erase them from my memory." Yan Ke said frankly, "But I love Hao Liang. No matter what you did to me when you were Du Sumu, I also love you now .”

Hao Liang was stunned for a moment, and said aggrievedly: "I really don't understand what I did wrong, so wrong that you can erase me from my memory."

Yan Ke couldn't help laughing, his pale blue eyes were quietly watching Hao Liang, and there was only endless tenderness in it.

"It's probably clumsy, and I'm too disgusted to remember it. Something like this."

"How can I be so stupid!" Hao Liang said unwillingly, and then slowly lowered his head.

"But I really don't know if my decision at that time was correct..."

"Don't think about it." Yan Ke squatted down, looked up at Hao Liang, and said softly, "You have done too many things today. You are already very tired."

"En." Hao Liang replied softly, slightly bending his brows and eyes.

"Actually, with you, everything is nothing." He said.

Yan Ke shook his head.He still saw the deep tiredness in Hao Liang's smiling eyes.Ever since he came out of the secret room of the head of the Yuancheng faction, Hao Liang's face has been pale.Even after meeting Xiao Fang, it didn't make his expression any better.

Yan Ke got up slowly, and sat on the bed side by side with Hao Liang.He turned sideways, held Hao Liang in his arms, and let his body lean against his chest.

Hao Liang buried his head on Yan Ke's neck, and exhaled a long and heavy breath.

Yan Ke raised his head slowly, and the wooden ceiling of the room came into his eyes.A small but delicate wind chime hangs from the ceiling on a red string.The red thread seemed to have been broken, with a knot tied in the middle.

Yan Ke looked at the wind chimes, his heart throbbing uncontrollably.Since he entered this room, his cold and hard heart has been suffering terribly, as if an invisible person stood behind him, stretched his hand into his chest, and squeezed his heart hard Bundle.

He lowered his head and put his lips on Hao Liang's hair.

Only by looking at this person and hugging this person can the pain in Yan Ke's heart be relieved a little.He just wanted to frame this person in his field of vision and not let him leave even a single step.

Hao Liang raised his head, looked at Yan Ke, and blinked.He reached out and gently touched Yan Ke's cheek.

"Your face is not pretty." He said, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Yan Ke shook his head: "My face has always been like this." After thinking for a while, he added, "I probably never have a good face."

Hao Liang laughed.Zhao Xuehan's purple eyes were bent into a crescent shape by him. "You know that too." He said with a smile.

Yan Ke looked at the person in his arms and couldn't help sighing in his heart.Only Hao Liang's smile is so cute.If it was the real Zhao Xuehan, I still don't know how badly he would laugh.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing that Yan Ke looked at him without speaking, Hao Liang slightly tilted his head and asked.

"I'm thinking of you." Yan Ke replied.

Hao Liang's ears turned red instantly. "I'm right here, what's there to think about." He muttered.

"Just because it's in front of you, you can think, and think happily." Yan Ke said lightly, "If it's far away in the sky, invisible and intangible, thinking about it will only add to the pain. Who would think about it."

Hao Liang looked at him, his eyes were clear and transparent, as if countless stars were twinkling.He took a deep breath and buried his face in Yan Ke's chest.

"Thank you..." Yan Ke heard him whisper.

"I only have you...all the people are gone..."

Yan Ke's heart skipped a beat, he gently raised Hao Liang's head, but saw a face full of tears, he couldn't help feeling a little panicked.He wiped away the tears on Hao Liang's cheeks with the back of his hand, Hao Liang shook his head slowly.

"I'm sorry." He whispered and smiled at Yan Ke.The teardrops in the corners of the eyes shone slightly in the candlelight.

"I'm a little sad," he said.Yan Ke saw that he was still holding the three wooden cards tightly in his palm.

"Can you... kiss me?"

Yan Ke didn't ask Hao Liang why he was crying, but just took Hao Liang's head and touched his lips lightly.

He knew that because of Zheng Fanghai and because of many things that happened, Hao Liang's heart was already overwhelmed by self-blame and pain.He didn't want to think about what the three wooden cards represented, and he didn't want to care about the cause and reason of everything.

All he wanted was to make him laugh again.Like in the world of suffering, always look carefree.

I should carry everything for him.Yan Ke thought.

Hao Liang was in his arms, looked at Yan Ke, and blinked slightly.Although he was still in tears, he raised the corner of his mouth, showing a mischievous smile, and pinched Yan Ke's cheek.

"You're distracted," he said. "It doesn't count this time. Try it again."

Yan Ke kissed him again.The moment he touched Hao Liang's lips, he suddenly remembered.Hao Liang was in Zhao Xuehan's body.It can read minds.

I'm afraid it wasn't just now, he had already seen through what he was thinking, and forced himself to smile in order not to worry himself.

Yan Ke sighed inaudibly. "Is it enough?" He looked at the person in his arms and asked.

Hao Liang pretended to be dissatisfied. "It's too perfunctory," he said, "can you be more serious."

"I'm very serious." Yan Ke said seriously, with a straight face, but his fingers climbed onto Hao Liang's lips, carefully stroking the lines on his lips, "Being more serious, I won't."

"Otherwise, you will teach me?"

Hao Liang's face suddenly turned red. "You don't know how, so how could I!" He turned his face away and said awkwardly.

Yan Ke couldn't help laughing.He pinched Hao Liang's chin with his hands, making him look at him, then he hugged the person in front of him and kissed him deeply.

Kiss is like a sudden tide, drowning those who love each other.When Yan Ke let go of Hao Liang, Hao Liang was out of breath, he only squeezed Yan Ke's arm, and fell limply into his arms.

Yan Ke gently stroked the hair of the person in her arms, tried hard to suppress a hot impulse, and then barely restrained herself from pressing Hao Liang directly on the bed.He looked out of the window, only to see a darkness, it was already the morning of the first lunar month, when all the birds were returning to their nests.

"Go to bed earlier." Yan Ke touched Hao Liang's back and said softly.

"En." Hao Liang replied, but still lay in Yan Ke's arms, and after a while, he pursed his lips lightly.

"You don't even ask me if I drink milk before going to bed." He whispered.

Yan Ke froze for a moment, the gentle ripples in her heart moved again, and it seemed to turn into a huge wave in an instant.He couldn't help but gather himself together.

"Didn't you say you don't like me asking this?" He pretended to be helpless.

"I... I was just angry." Hao Liang was a little embarrassed, and buried his face in Yan Ke's arms like an ostrich, "It's fine if you don't want to."

Yan Ke smiled.With Hao Liang, he will laugh more.He kissed Hao Liang's forehead lightly, then took out the wrench from his arms, opened the entrance of the space, and walked in.

The cows he bought a few days ago in the space are still very healthy.When Yan Ke knelt down to milk the cow, Hao Liang peeped in from the entrance.

"Why so primitive?" He couldn't help laughing when he saw Yan Ke milking the cow.

"There is no way." Yan Ke said helplessly, "There is no cold-packaged fresh milk here."

"Speaking of which, this finger belongs to Zhao Xuehan?" Hao Liang stepped into the space, "He doesn't seem to use it often."

"He thought the space was useless, so he gave it to me." Yan Ke replied.

"Really?" Hao Liang looked around, saw the path among the bamboo forests, seemed to think of something, and blinked.

"Do you know where this trail leads to?" He asked Yan Ke.

"I know, it's for Mr. Fang's study." Yan Ke replied.He is skillful and has already squeezed a pot of milk, and now he is adding some water to remove the fishy smell.

"Why is there such a way?" Hao Liang asked, with a look of gossip, "Between Zhao Xuehan and Mr. Fang..."

"This space was created by Mr. Fang. In order to detect the abnormality of the space, he left such a path." Yan Ke replied, lighting a fire to heat the milk.

"Mr. Fang?" Hao Liang asked with a slight frown.

Yan Ke nodded. "Mr. Fang is good at making space utensils, and has made many things for many people." He said, "He is also highly valued by the Three Realms."

He handed the milk to Hao Liang and pushed Hao Liang out of the space. "Don't think too much about it," he said. "Go to sleep after drinking the milk."

Hao Liang drank the milk obediently, washed up briefly, then took off his clothes and lay on the bed.Seeing Yan Ke standing motionless by the bed, he rubbed against the bed and patted the empty space.

"Come and sleep with me," he said.

Yan Ke did not refuse.He took off his coat, turned his back to Hao Liang, and lay down slowly on the bed.The moment his body touched the bed sheet, he felt a pair of warm arms encircling his waist from behind.

Hao Liang put his arms around Yan Ke and put his forehead on the back of his neck.The warm body temperature made Yan Ke Qingyu's body gradually warm up.

Hao Liang just hugged him like this, without speaking.After being silent for about a cup of tea, Yan Ke heard a small voice coming from behind.

"You...don't have any idea?" Hao Liang whispered, "You don't want to be with me...that..."

"What?" Yan Ke turned around and looked at Hao Liang. Hao Liang stared at him, his face turned red again.

"It's...that..." He looked away and stammered, "Come with me...do..."

Yan Ke held back her laughter and kissed Hao Liang's cheek: "What are you doing?"

Layers of hot air seemed to rise from the top of Hao Liang's head. "Don't ask what you know!" Hao Liang gave Yan Ke a hard look, and quickly pulled up the quilt to cover his face.

Yan Ke raised the corner of his mouth.He stretched out his arms and wrapped Hao Liang in his arms. "I have a lot of ideas," he whispered, "but not now."

"You are now in Zhao Xuehan's body, if he is not dead and can come back, it will be difficult."

Hao Liang threw off the quilt violently. "What's wrong! You should poke the dermatitis on this body hard! It's better to poke it!" He stared at his purple eyes and said angrily, "You should teach him a lesson! Let him dare to mess around next time people!"

Yan Ke finally couldn't help laughing. "I'll poke him hard, and the pain will still be yours tomorrow." He scratched Hao Liang's nose, "By the time Zhao Xuehan comes back, he'll be fine."

"I'll get him back tomorrow." Hao Liang said dissatisfied.

"Do you know where he is?" Yan Ke asked.

Hao Liang blinked slightly. "I don't know," he said, "but there's always a thought. It's sure to be found."

"Then don't think about it." Yan Ke said softly, "He won't feel it if it hurts you. It's useless."

Hao Liang stared at Yan Ke, gently took his hand under the quilt, and then leaned his head on his chest.

"Listen to you." Hao Liang whispered.

"We're still a long time away anyway, aren't we?"

"Yes." Yan Ke replied, kissing Hao Liang's hair.He was silent for a long time, as if hesitating.

"...Do you still think I like Zhao Xuehan?" Yan Ke asked carefully.

"I did think so." Hao Liang replied softly, his fingers slowly traced Yan Ke's palm prints.

"But I seem to... misunderstand something."