Brilliant thorn

"Don't be ashamed!"

Xiao Jue gritted his teeth and reprimanded in a low voice, he swung his dagger and stabbed Fu Shaoyu's lower abdomen.

The space in the tub was limited, so Fu Shaoyu turned sideways to avoid it, clamped Xiao Jue's wrist with one hand, squinted his eyes and asked, "Where are you stabbing?"

After speaking, he pulled hard, and Xiao Jue was led to stagger a step forward, his body bowed slightly, and he could see the whole view in the tub with lowered eyes.

Xiao Jue's head went "boom", and his cheeks and ears were flushed red by the heat wave.

The dagger spun around sharply in the palm of his hand, cutting Fu Shaoyu's forearm back, Fu Shaoyu withdrew his hand quickly, seeing the dagger coming straight to his own lifeline, he didn't dare to be sloppy, turned around and jumped up and kicked Xiao Jue's arm away, at the same time Dumped the other person's face with the bath water.

Fu Shaoyu fell back into the tub again, the water splashed and wet Xiao Jue's clothes again.

"Just now you obediently called me Brother Yu, is this turning your face and being ruthless?"

"Return the jade jue first!"

Xiao Jue stabbed again with the saber, Fu Shaoyu splashed a handful of water on his face, and took the opportunity to knock down the murder weapon with his palm.

The two fought empty-handed, and they couldn't stand each other. The water sloshed over the edge of the tub, and the floor was wet.

Fu Shaoyu made a false move, pierced his palm and pressed his elbow, wrapped around Xiao Jue's right arm, and hooked Xiao Jue close to him.Sensing that the opponent wanted to fight back, he withdrew his strength, making Xiao never move.

"Don't stare at me, I was really wronged," Fu Shaoyu said with an innocent face, "I'm already undressed like this, you can look at it, touch it, where else can the jade ring be hidden?"

"Hmph, let me peel off your skin before making a conclusion!"

Xiao Jue's right eye was red, he bit his lower lip tightly, and twisted his waist fiercely, not hesitating to break his right arm to get rid of the shackles.

Fu Shaoyu quickly withdrew his hand, and the man scratched his chest with five fingers into claws, leaving a few bloodstains.

"Hiss—it hurts!"

Fu Shaoyu's face showed annoyance, Xiao Jue's madness and disregard had been imitated by Cui Yushu by ten percent, which made him angry and distressed.

With a loud "bang", the bathtub finally collapsed, and the water gushed out.

Xiao Jue's feet slipped and his figure was unstable. Seeing that he was about to fall to the corner of the table, Fu Shaoyu reached out to grab a handful, and before he could speak, his vitals tightened suddenly and fell into a warm and cold palm.

Fu Shaoyu's breath stagnated, and all the blood in his body rushed towards it.

Then, he saw Xiao Jue smiling.

A sense of crisis followed, but it was too late.

The next moment, even though he was wounded by the sword, Fu Daxia, who had never uttered a word, changed his tune and let out a cry of pain, startling two crows sitting on the branches outside the window.

It can be understood why when he first learned martial arts, the first move his master taught him was to protect his crotch.

Xiao Jue looked coldly at him curled up in the pool of water mourning for a long time and didn't intend to get up, so he kicked him: "Stop pretending."

Fu Shaoyu rolled himself into a shrimp, closed his eyes and hummed softly, there were a few drops of crystals on his forehead, I don't know if it was water drops or cold sweat.

Xiao Jue frowned.

He paid attention to the measure when exerting force, the pain is definitely going to hurt, but it's not so long that it can't be relieved.

"Hey."

Fu Shaoyu snorted, his back bent like a long bow.

"You are too delicate, get up."

Xiao Jue leaned forward and pushed his shoulder, but was grabbed by the collar. After a moment of dizziness, the naked man threw himself on top of him.

The wolf-like sharp eyes pinned him to the ground, Xiao Jue forgot to resist for a moment.

"Call me squeamish, do you want to try this taste?"

Fu Shaoyu pressed down on him fiercely, Xiao Jue let out a muffled snort, his breathing became a little unsteady.

"Get off!"

"I'm sorry," Fu Shaoyu pressed harder, and said vehemently, "If my place is abolished, I will also abolish you. Let's see if you dare to be so ignorant in the future!"

Xiao Jue's cheeks were hot, he didn't care about Fu Shaoyu's threat.

He gritted his teeth and repeated: "Get up, drive!"

The body is tightly pressed, and the slightest change cannot be hidden from the other party.

"You are very energetic." Fu Shaoyu lowered his head to Xiao Jue's ear, sighed softly, "But I didn't respond, what should I do?"

The grievance in his tone relieved the strength from Xiao Jue's hand.

He lightly grabbed Fu Shaoyu's shoulder, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Really...don't feel it?"

"Can't you feel it?" Fu Shaoyu suddenly tilted his head and sneezed, his voice became more aggrieved, "You have to be responsible."

Xiao Jue felt the hairs on his back stand on end, he thought it was cold.

He resolutely pushed the person away, got up and grabbed a long gown and threw it on Fu Shaoyu's head: "Put it on, you don't have to be ashamed."

I couldn't help but glanced at the man's place, he was limp, indeed not as majestic as before.

Xiao Jue quickly retracted his gaze, raised his foot and walked out the door.

The night was windy, and the bright moonlight was completely hidden behind the clouds, and the coolness enveloped the whole body, suppressing the evil fire.

Xiao Jue returned to his room and was about to close the door when he realized that the man had already stepped into the door.

"What are you doing here!"

"I've been behind you all this time, and you just found out?"

Fu Shaoyu pushed him away and entered the room, walked straight to the bed, saw Xiao Jue was still standing at the door, said: "What are you doing in a daze? Close the door and go to sleep."

Xiao Jue gritted his teeth and said, "This is my room."

"But you went to mess around in my room and made a mess, I am also very distressed." Fu Shaoyu stretched his waist and unbuttoned the coat he had just put on, "I like cleanliness by nature, and I can't sleep without dirtying the room. "

"How come you didn't have this problem when you were sleeping in the woods?" Xiao Jue slammed the door heavily.

"That's no choice." Fu Shaoyu spread the quilt, lay down on his back, patted his side with one arm on his pillow, "Come and sleep here."

Seeing his master's posture, Xiao Jue snorted coldly and stood by the bed with his hands crossed: "Get lost."

"If you don't leave, you must be responsible." Fu Shaoyu said.

Xiao Jue couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to draw his sword again, but Fu Shaoyu took a step back and went to sleep on the floor.

The candles were extinguished, and the room was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers.Xiao Jue turned sideways to face the wall, apparently not planning to have a bedtime talk with Fu Shaoyu.

In the silence, time trickled slowly.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a slight sound of cloth rubbing behind him, Xiao Jue slowly opened his clear eyes in the darkness, and his ears perked up.

Fu Shaoyu kept his movements extremely light, but when he climbed onto the bed, the bed board made a "squeak" and betrayed him.

But Xiao Jue didn't move at all, so he just assumed that he acquiesced.

"The floor is cold and hard, and I..."

"To shut up."

Fu Shaoyu closed it for a while, and then said: "The matter of Yujue is really not me."

Only then did Xiao Jue lie flat, turned his head sideways in the darkness, and said to him, "It's definitely you."

"So sure?" Fu Shaoyu also turned his head to look back at him.

"These days, only you have been close to me. Besides you, who else could it be?" Xiao Jue asked back.

In fact, it's not just these days, since he can remember as a child, he has never had such close contact with people.Fu Shaoyu... gave him the first hug in his life.

Pure, warm, reassuring hugs.

Fu Shaoyu turned sideways, leaned on his arm and asked him: "Then have you ever thought about it, you always have to fight with me along the way, and you fell into the water once, maybe the jade ring fell in a certain time Woolen cloth?"

"impossible."

"Why is it impossible?"

Fu Shaoyu held a black wristband between his fingers, and waved it in front of Xiao Jue. It was the one he untied from his cuff last time in the cave and let Xiao Jue tie his hair.

"You left this thing just now, did you notice it?" Fu Shaoyu changed the subject, with a smile in his tone: "But I didn't expect that you cherish Fu Mou's things so much, I thought you would Lost."

The tail of the wristband brushed against Xiao Jue's cheek, causing it to itch.

He raised his hand and pulled off the wristband, and threw it under the pillow: "Don't be sentimental."

Xiao Jue turned over to face the wall again, and closed his eyes.

"Since you know that you have wronged me, don't always confront me with swords and swords. It doesn't matter who gets hurt." The warm breath behind him suddenly approached, "I prefer you to call me 'Brother Yu' seriously. .”

The night suddenly burned up.

The person who set the fire retreated back to his original position, said "good dream" gently, and then fell silent again.

Xiao Jue's dreams have never been related to the word "good", they are always in a gloomy tone, without color, and the bits and pieces he remembers after waking up are more like horror paintings.But this time, when he woke up at dawn, his mind was empty.

No good dreams, but no bloody headaches anymore.

He raised his eyes and looked at Fu Shaoyu who was still immersed in his sleep.

There was a faint layer of pain between the man's handsome brows, which made him appear a little fragile. It must be dreaming of something bad, right?

Xiao Jue reached out his hand to smooth his brows, but turned around in the air, and slowly groped into the quilt.

Where the man suffered a heavy blow yesterday, he still has no energy.

Is it really useless?Did he frown in his dream because of this?

Xiao Jue held his breath, rubbed it lightly, and heard a very magnetic moan from the man.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but his arm was held down.

"Not honest."

When Xiao Jue raised his eyes, he fell into an abyss like a pool of ink. The waves turned and the tide surged, and he was drawn into a deeper vortex, unable to get out.

"You're fine," he said in a hoarse voice, the heat in his palms was boiling the blood in his whole body, he traced the man's lazy expression with his eyes, and blinked: "I...don't have to take responsibility."

Fu Shaoyu pressed his hand back again.

"Is there anything wrong, I have to confirm further." Fu Shaoyu moved his hand gently, "You are responsible for provoking."

Xiao Jue's usually pale cheeks were now extremely red.

He is usually cold and stoic, but he can't resist Fu Shaoyu's attraction.

He blamed his momentary compromise on the ignorance of the early morning.

Xiao Jue retracted his sharp claws and fangs, and spread his belly, allowing Fu Shaoyu to hold his most vulnerable place.

The sound of pattering rain came from outside the window, entangled with the ambiguous panting of the room.

In the end, Xiao Jue even called out "Brother Yu" in a flattering manner.

"good."

With a hoarse voice, Fu Shaoyu pressed the two of them tightly together.

The spring thunder rolls past, and the rain wets the ground and wets the lower abdomen.

After a long time, Fu Shaoyu buried himself in Xiao Jue's neck and let out a satisfied sigh.

"It still hurts a little, so don't try to shirk your responsibility."