Out of Yuanmen

Luo Shengyang sat sideways on the bench, with his feet dangling, holding a half-gnawed pomegranate in his hand.The blood-red juice of pomegranate stained his lips, making this Huajing peony a little more delicate.

He wore a veiled hat on his head, and a long white thin veil hung down, dancing with the breeze, covering most of his face.Yu Ling sat beside him, with a handleless steel knife slung across his waist, with a ghostly face that still made people feel uncomfortable.

Now Luo Shengyang no longer has any reservations about him, he just grabbed the corner of his clothes and wiped his hands.Yu Ling was not annoyed either. Although the expression on his face was tightly covered by the copper mask, his eyes exposed in the gaps of the mask showed an emotion close to pampering.

"How far are we from Chen Xiang?" Luo Shengyang asked suddenly, "Are you going to send me to my brother?"

Yu Ling paused, neither admitting nor denying.Luo Shengyang thought that he would not answer, so he cast a sideways glance at him, his phoenix eyes were full of ridicule: "Why, I can't bear to part with this young master? I don't know which bastard told me to leave back then."

Yu Ling can now more or less guess his emotions, instead of believing what he said at the beginning.He was silent for a moment, then nodded honestly: "Yes."

Luo Shengyang was startled when he heard the words, then smiled brightly, threw the pomegranate on the ground aside, then stood up, sat directly in front of Yu Ling, and put his arms on his shoulders: "Actually -"

The pomegranate rolled on the ground, stained with a layer of dust, but no one cares about it now.

Luo Shengyang put his hand on Yu Ling's mask.He tilted his head and smiled slightly at Yu Ling: "If you tell me to take a look at your face, I won't leave."

Hearing these words, Yu became a little stiff.He used the copper mask to completely cover his face, not because he wanted to create an image of an independent eccentric.In fact, he hated his own appearance, even his own voice, his uncontrollable bloodthirsty desire, and his clumsy tongue.

The face can be hidden from seeing, but every time the voice is uttered, he has to listen to it.So he has not talked much, and he has not actively communicated with others, and he has always felt that there is nothing wrong with this.But these days, facing Luo Shengyang, time and time again, he felt that he was too dull.He didn't know what to say to make Luo Shengyang happy, every time he wanted to say something, the final result would always make Luo Shengyang angry.

Luo Shengyang is very good, so good that he doesn't deserve it.If it's the gentle and gentle Yun Shugui, he should be able to make him very happy—it's different from him.Moreover, Luo Shengyang loves Yun Shugui, and they are also very compatible.

There was a dull pain in his chest, and he suspected that the old injury from the nine-section whip of the Golden Playboy had recurred.

Seeing that Yu Ling didn't speak, Luo Shengyang knew that he was prone to falling into a low ego again.He sighed, clasped his right index finger, and tapped Yu Ling's copper mask, making a crisp "Dang" sound.

"Forget about being stupid." Luo Shengyang said, "I don't even understand what teasing is."

Yu Ling said in a muffled voice, "I don't understand."

Luo Shengyang wanted to be angry at first, but when he thought that Yu Ling had always been unreasonable, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.He first snorted angrily, then laughed again: "Forget about being stupid. Then guess, why did I take off your mask?"

Yu Ling did think hard, but couldn't come up with an answer, so he just looked at Luo Shengyang wordlessly.Luo Shengyang was stunned to see a bit of grievance from his pair of dark eyes that were too cold to be ordinary people, and he repeated helplessly: "Forget about being stupid!"

Without waiting for Yu Ling's reaction, he said the rest in one go: "Because I want to kiss you."

He felt that Yu Ling froze completely.He didn't move, didn't speak, just stared at Luo Shengyang's face, until Luo Shengyang was red from ears to cheeks, and almost covered his face with his hands.He glared at Yu Ling, his eyes were shy and timid, and the corners of his eyes were a little red because of anger or shyness.

too difficult.

Although Luo Shengyang had an open personality, he had confessed his love to Yun Shugui a lot before...but that was different. At that time, he didn't feel as hot as he is now, wishing to find a crack in the ground.

It's different, he's only now aware that it's different.

Seeing that Yu Ling was motionless like a rock, he stood up angrily and muttered, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Unexpectedly, he just got up, and the next moment, a hand as strong as iron clamps tightly grasped his wrist.Luo Shengyang turned his head, caught off guard, and bumped into Yu Ling's arms - it seemed that he threw himself into his arms on his own initiative.

"What are you doing, you—" Luo Shengyang pushed him, but of course he didn't.How can Mr. Luo, who has no power to restrain the chicken, be the opponent of the ghost-masked man in sackcloth who killed Mr. Jinhua?

Yu Ling's voice rang in his ears, like a mountain spring in the empty valley, and like silk and bamboo chaotic ears.

"can."

"What?" Luo Shengyang was startled.

"You want to kiss me, you can."

Yu Ling raised her hand and pressed it on her copper mask.Luo Shengyang's usual cunning, boldness, and enthusiasm all disappeared. He just stared blankly at Yu Ling's hand, as if meeting this person for the first time.Soon, his face was dyed red again, and he heard his heart beating noisily in his chest, as if the next moment, his disobedient heart was about to burst out of his chest and hit Yu Ling on the body.

Yu Ling has already opened a small gap in the mask.Luo Shengyang could no longer bear his own heartbeat, and was dizzy. Just when he was about to break away from Yu Ling and escape, an untimely voice sounded above their heads——

"Cough cough."

Yu Ling pulled Luo Shengyang behind him, raised the handleless knife, and was about to rush to the place where the sound came from.The next moment, there was a sudden rustling on the side of the tree, and a man came out after a while.The man was hanging upside down from the tree, his legs were hooked to a branch, and his facial features were huddled together, looking very funny.

"You two are really talented...you are beautiful. I'm sorry to disturb you." The man hanging upside down said with a sad face, "I ask ten, I'm a coolie from Qingku Villa. I'm here to bring news to this hero Yu, don't you?" Kill me, don't kill me."

Yu Ling said in a deep voice, "Who?"

"Well..." Suo Shi pondered for a moment, saw Yu Ling took a step forward with the knife, and quickly waved his hand, "I said, I will say it now! It is Mrs. Huaizhu from Chongxiao League who asked me to convey this sentence. Yu Ling, your master has left something for you in the Chongxiao League, come see me soon."

Luo Shengyang poked his head out from behind Yu Ling: "Master?"

Suo Shi hurriedly said: "She also said, if you don't believe the hero Yu Ling, let me tell you the name of your master. There are only a handful of people in the world who know about this."

Yu Ling turned the knife backhandedly, put it back on her waist, stared at Suo Shi, and ordered concisely: "Say."

"It's very crooked, you heroes, your temper is really worse than the other." Suo Shi muttered, seeing that Yu Ling's demeanor was a little colder, he squeezed out a flattering smile, "Your master It's a drunken ghost, am I right?"

Luo Shengyang poked Yu Ling's waist, and Yu Ling's ears exposed outside the mask turned red visibly: "I see, let's go."

As if he had received an amnesty, Suo Shi immediately turned over and sat on the branch: "Okay, then I'll bring my words, hero, and we'll meet later."

With force under his feet, he stepped on the branch with his toes, stabbing across the air like a flying swallow.While he was on his way, he still didn't forget to turn his head and wink at the two of them: "I wish you two a happy marriage for a hundred years."

This made Luo Shengyang think of Suo Shi hiding beside him and watching the two of them tired and crooked, and said angrily: "Hey, Yu Ling, why didn't you find this person! He saw it all, I... ...I rely on it!"

He rarely uttered a bad word.Yu Ling replied honestly: "He's good at hiding his breath, I... don't focus on it."

Where it is, is self-evident.

Luo Shengyang kicked him angrily, but he didn't use any force this time.What's more, even if he tried hard, it was just scratching an itch for Yu Ling.He wanted to leave angrily, but Yu Ling grabbed his hand again and looked at him with burning eyes: "Can we continue? What happened just now."

It has to be said that Yu Ling has evolved from the unsmiling, rock-solid, lifeless ghost-faced man who is now able to play hooligans in an open manner. It has to be said that it is a big improvement.Luo Shengyang looked at him with an angry smile, then pulled out his hand, and threw his burden on Yu Ling's body: "Bastard, go kiss yourself!"

He walked away angrily.

But this time Yu Ling knew that he was not angry.Yu Ling stood there thinking for a moment, then carrying the burden, strode to catch up with the menacing red figure in front of him.

"Luo Shengyang."

"what!"

"Does it count if you don't go?"

"...I said it all, my life is yours."

Luo Shengyang stopped, turned around, the setting sun cast a layer of brilliance on his figure, his eyebrows and eyes almost melted in the soft light.

"As soon as a word is spoken, it is difficult for a horse to chase."