Brilliant thorn

Fu Shaoyu hugged Xiao Jue onto the soft couch, and the sleepy candlelight blurred his originally sharp facial contours into a gentle expression.

He leaned over to kiss Xiao Jue, but his head was turned away.

"Don't you want your mouth anymore?"

Xiao Jue was afraid that he would accidentally get it on his lips with the ointment for removing putrefaction and promoting muscle growth on his cheeks.

Fu Shaoyu said in a hoarse voice: "Just now you risked your life just now to protect me, as long as my mouth can kiss you, what a pity to lose it?"

Xiao Jue chuckled lightly: "At that time, I didn't have time to think about it. If I did it all over again, I would definitely push you out as a shield, and I wouldn't hesitate for a moment."

He pushed the person on top of him aside: "Don't talk sweetly and change the subject."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say, anyway, I know what you want."

Fu Shaoyu lay down beside him, looking at the curtain above his head to sort out his thoughts, before speaking after a while.

"Feng Yanben was the little book boy next to my grandfather, and he was my companion. At that time, we had a good relationship, and we would be together if we had delicious food and fun."

Xiao Jue let out a faint "oh", turned sideways, and looked at the handsome face that was so close at hand.

"When I was 15 years old, my maids were poisoned and died one after another, and the two dogs I raised suddenly disappeared. If there was something strange, I investigated it secretly."

Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows: "Feng Yan did it?"

"Ah."

Fu Shaoyu also turned sideways, lying face to face with him.

"Grandpa thought of his friendship with me for many years, so he just kicked him out of the house. Feng Yan has no father or mother, so he came to Duanlong Mountain in Tongxi to pay homage to my aunt."

He sarcastically said: "It doesn't mean that he has buried his good ability in making drugs."

"Didn't you ask him why?"

"I asked." Fu Shaoyu closed his eyes, "I can't accept the reason he said."

Xiao Jue's heart shrank suddenly.

He didn't ask what the reason was, because he had vaguely guessed it.

It is nothing more than admiration and jealousy, hidden under a gentle and harmless surface, the more depressed and distorted.

He didn't dare to say it easily, and he was really jealous, so he could only kill the people close to him one by one with his secret thoughts.

When the emotions are repressed to the extreme, even the dogs are not spared.

He can understand Feng Yan's mood very well, because they are the same kind of people.

In order to monopolize a person, you can do anything.

But he claimed to be smarter than Feng Yan.

His forehead was flicked lightly.

"What are you thinking? I'm distracted."

His slack eyes refocused, Xiao Jue stared at Fu Shaoyu's deep brow, and said: "I was thinking, if one day I also killed one of your maids, would you be so unfeeling and fight with me? break off."

Fu Shaoyu smiled and said: "Now I only have Jueying as a guard, and there is no maid."

"you know what I mean."

Xiao Jue took the initiative to lie down in his arms, his eyelashes lightly scraped the man's resolute chin when he raised his eyes: "If one day you find out that I am also a heinous person who kills innocent people indiscriminately, what should I do?"

Fu Shaoyu suppressed his smile, lowered his eyes and looked at him for a long time, and then said: "Then I will imprison you and teach you not to go out and harm others in this life."

Xiao Jue laughed foolishly.

"For him, I wish we could never see each other again in this life, and for me, I want to be imprisoned for the rest of my life. You, a chivalrous person like you, don't you know that the first condition of the word 'justice' is to treat everyone equally?"

"How can others compare with you?"

Fu Shaoyu laughed, pulled the quilt over the heads of the two, and pressed them down in the darkness.

Xiao Jue hastily covered half of his cheeks with his cuffs, so he could feel at ease with him.

The ambiguous and deep panting, mixed with joy and patience, flowed out from under the brocade quilt.

The candles flickering all over the room, shattering the moonlight coming in through the cracks in the window sills.

This time the time was extra long, not because of other reasons, but because Fu Shaoyu's right hand was also covered with ointment, fearing that what was left would harm the lives of the two of them, so he had to replace it with his less skilled left hand.

When the quilt was lifted, both of them were sweating, as if they had just been fished out of the mist of a hot spring, their messy hair was tangled together, and they were not separated from each other.

At this time, the night was fading, and the mountains and fields were lonely, and only a few insects could be faintly heard in the grass under the window.

Fu Shaoyu said: "Take you to a good place to wash."

Xiao Jue didn't even bother to move a finger at the moment, nestled in his arms, let him carry him out of the room, walked through the vast night in three turns and five turns, and finally came to a pool of steaming mist.

Little fireflies sway back and forth in the air, forming a flowing river of stars.

The surrounding area was so quiet that even the chirping of insects disappeared.

There is a faint medicinal aroma in the mist.

"This is where?"

"It's a medicinal pool specially made by my aunt, which draws in the active springs in the mountains. There are many medicinal materials on the bottom of the pool, which are very beneficial to the body. There are several medicinal pools like this in the church. My aunt loves me and specially opened a look for me. The last time I was here was two years ago.”

"Come here because you don't want to part with an old friend, and come to visit?" Xiao Jue asked deliberately.

Fu Shaoyu chuckled and bit the tip of his nose: "Of course I came to visit my aunt."

He lowered his body to touch the water temperature, his tentacles were warm, and then carefully put Xiao Jue in.

Xiao Jue felt that the wall of the pool was as smooth and moist as jade, so he knew that the owner of the pool must have put his heart into building this place.

Relaxed physically and mentally, he leaned lazily by the pool, propped his head on one hand, and looked with interest at the man on the shore who was undressing through a thin layer of mist.

The water vapor gradually dissipated, and against the dots of fluorescent light, the Milky Way fell into his eyes.

Fu Shaoyu was about to take off his boots when a wet arm passed through the mist and grabbed his wrist, and then he was dragged into the water by a powerful force.

"Plop", the water splashed everywhere.

Fu Shaoyu floated up from the pool and wiped off the water droplets on his face, but he didn't see Xiao Jue's figure.

He said "naughty" with a low smile, and fished towards his side with his backhand.

Xiao Jue was like a water ghost in the dark night, swimming in the water, nimbly escaping the catch, and finally swam to him, suddenly emerged from the water, wrapped his pale arms around the man's neck, and raised his head for a kiss.

Fu Shaoyu was pressed against the pool wall by him, bowed his head with a smile and kissed those two cold and soft lips.

Tongues entangled each other and chased each other, making bursts of water-stained sounds that made people blush and heartbeat.

Occasionally, when they look at each other apart, fireflies will appear between the temporarily separated lips, illuminating the silver thread hanging on You's lips with a special moisture and charm.

Kissed again, the lips and tongue became more and more passionate.

The water temperature seems to have risen a lot again.

The only clothing that covers the body is superfluous.

Xiao Jue tore off the undergarment and hung it loosely on his body. His long, soaked hair hung in strands on his fair chest, and his forehead hair fell down to cover most of his face.

He eagerly wanted to kiss her again, but Fu Shaoyu grabbed the back of his neck.

"Brother Yu—" There was a rare softness in the misty tone.

"Shhhhh-"

Fu Shaoyu comforted him in a hoarse voice, and brushed his messy wet hair away with one hand, revealing that coquettish and gorgeous face when he was emotional, he leaned over and lightly pecked Xiao Jue's brow, spraying all his scorching breath on his face.

Very hot.

Under the surface of the water, the slender and powerful legs of the two were already entangled, Xiao rubbed restlessly, and Fu Shaoyu was obviously breathless.

"Don't move."

It could be called a warning.

Xiao Jue bit his lips impatiently, and issued an invitation vaguely: "Give it to me."

He hugged Fu Shaoyu's neck tightly with one hand, and stretched his other hand across his back and waistline, reaching down, trying to please Fu Shaoyu in a haphazard way.

Fu Shaoyu snorted twice, obviously trying to restrain himself.

He patted the round and firm buttocks hard, and said in a deep voice: "Be honest, you still have injuries."

"It hurts on the face, it's okay." Xiao Jue wanted to tease him, rubbed him a few times, then suddenly straightened up and looked at him, and asked, "Could you be...?"

The words stopped abruptly, and he suddenly leaned behind Fu Shaoyu, "Then I'll do it."

Fu Shaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he grabbed the hand that was doing something wrong, turned over and pressed him against the wall of the pool.

Amidst the sound of splashing water, he leaned over and supported Xiao Jue with his hands, so that he had to wrap his legs around his waist to stabilize his body.

Xiao Jue was able to look down at him slightly, the corners of his brows and eyes were filled with steam, and the huge moon in the night sky behind him was no match for the sparkle in his eyes.

"Stop hooking me, little rascal."

Fu Shaoyu punished Xiao Jue by biting Xiao Jue's shoulders exposed in the moonlight, then bowed his head and licked his chest, rubbing the pink spots there with his teeth, until he heard a trembling sigh escape from Xiao Jue's throat, Only then was he relieved.

Xiao Jue frowned again in dissatisfaction, inserted one hand into Fu Shaoyu's hair, tightened his hair and pressed the person to his body.

In doing these things, Xiao Jue got rid of the initial shyness, once he let go, he was simple and direct, appearing innocent and slutty.

He didn't know why, but he just wanted to have some more substantive relationship with Fu Shaoyu tonight.

He wants Fu Shaoyu to become his completely, body and soul must be branded with his marks.

Xiao Jue bound his feet tightly, and the two of them pressed against each other unavoidably, and they could clearly feel each other's shape and heat.

"You obviously want to, Brother Yu..."

Fu Shaoyu's throat seemed to be set on fire, "I feel sorry for you, and I have to get up early tomorrow to go back to Shangye, do you want to go back in a sedan chair?"

Xiao Jue originally wanted to protest again, but his body was kneaded wantonly by a pair of big hands, and his lips were kissed passionately like a storm, so he soon lost his mind to care.

Fu Shaoyu pushed his waist slightly, allowing the two to caress each other intimately, sparks sprang up from the touching skin again, penetrated into the pores that had been relaxed by the hot spring water, and burned all the way up to his chest, Burn to the cheek.

The water in the pool was swaying, ripples rippled round after round, gently shaking the moonlight away.

Because of the heavier panting of the two, the insects in the surrounding grass became quiet, unwilling to disturb the good time of the night.

Suddenly there was a slight rustling in the grass.

"Who?!"

Fu Shaoyu sharply pulled off the clothes on the bank, wrapped Xiao Jue half naked on the water with flushed face and enjoying the aftertaste tightly, and shot his sharp eyes at the direction of the sound at the same time.

no one.

After he put on his clothes, he took a closer look, and found a piece of blue fabric that had been hooked off in a pile of fallen thorns.