Red Mansion: He Doesn't Want to Bend

There was silence outside the elegant room in the Juepinlou, but there was a suppressed panting sound from inside the room, and the unbearable moan even carried vague moisture, lingering in his ears.

The clothes inside the screen were scattered all over the floor, a thin young man was pressed on top of the screen, and the man on his body kissed his face and neck fiercely, continuously branding rose-colored marks.

"You are my man!" The man on top of him had brown skin and a strong waist.Biting his lips, entangled with love and hate in his words, in the end the only way to prove his existence is with these actions. "You should be my person, but me, who can hug you like this? Huh?"

Lin Jue, who was pressed by him on the screen, couldn't bear such a violent movement, and raised his head to avoid it.Murong Zhizhi's aura was overwhelming and swept him away.Lin Jue's hands were still clasped behind his back, and the jacket on his body had been pulled up to his elbows, hanging loosely on his body.

"Ah! No...don't..." He felt as if he was in an abyss, with no way to go up and no way to retreat. He could only survive the person who was attached to him, fearing that he would fall from a high height in the next moment and be smashed to pieces.It's like being in boiling water, boiling with high heat, almost wanting to cook him, and even a seductive light powder is revealed all over his body.

But Murong Zhizhi said: "I will teach you to do happy things, you only need to taste it once, and you will know the beauty of it. Say no to it, as you said, even if you have someone else hidden in your heart, even if you are facing Qin Muchu, you should also learn to call Make yourself happy. I'm teaching you how to make yourself happy." He completely ignored Lin Jue's erotic panting, and swung one hand down, pulling his belt away.

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"Murong...to...to...don't tell...don't tell me to hate you!"

The two of them were panting quickly and deeply together, ambiguity and pain coexisted, making people blush and bitter.Probably Murong even knew that this was the last time, so he went through such a thorough toss.I wanted to enjoy it thoroughly, but at the last step, I still couldn't bear it.He was not a mother-in-law, so he couldn't make a decisive decision.In Lin Jue's place, everything changed.

Murong couldn't bear to make him sad, so he could only make himself miserable.

After a long time, Murong Zhizhi's breathing gradually stabilized, and his voice was hoarse: "Hate it... If hatred can make you remember me, that's good too. It's not an ordinary passing by, just like the wind passing by without a trace. Can forget all about me."

Lin Jue closed her eyes, her breath was weak, but she did not appear fragile, and she revealed a kind of determination and courage: "I will forget you, and you should also forget me."

Murong Zhizhi let go of his hand slowly, clearly he just pressed Lin Jue under him and tossed wantonly, when he finally let go, his hands were still empty, he didn't hold anything at all.

He pursed his lips tightly, bowed his head and put on his clothes by himself.After getting dressed, she took one last look at Lin Jue.Twitching the corners of his mouth, he looked very cold.Just like meeting him for the first time on the boat that day, he was also like this, indifferent and calm, aloof and untouchable by ordinary people.

Lin Jue picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on, and walked slowly to the canopy bed and sat down.He ignored his clothes, and only stared at him with indifferent eyes.Murong Zhizhi bypassed the screen and went out.

Lin Jue closed her eyes and was about to lie down when she heard footsteps sounding again, but it was Murong Zhizhi who came in with the safe that was on the table just now.He stared at him approaching slowly, moved his tightly pursed lips: "What are you doing?"

"It's said that something that was given to someone else was never taken back." He lowered his head and hung the safety buckle around Lin Jue's neck again. "I've worn it left and right for these days, let's hang it up, just treat it as an insignificant thing."

"I don't want it."

Murong Zhizhi's expression froze slightly, and then he smiled, as if he didn't care about anything and was very indifferent. "If you don't want it, just throw it away. I've given it to you, and you can do whatever you want with it."

Lin Jue's heart ached, but when she looked up, she saw that he had turned and left.The back is unrestrained and at ease, looking at him half-heartedly.

The door opened, then quickly closed again.In the end, he was the only one left in the room, and Murong seemed as if he had never been here before.Lin Jue firmly grasped the safety button on his chest, laughed at himself, and said, "It should have been like this...it should have been...cough...cough cough cough..."

Throat itching, a burst of rapid coughing could not be avoided, and came surging.Lin Jue was half lying on the canopy bed, coughing upside down.Fortunately, Murong Zhizhi had already left, so he couldn't see his distressed appearance.

Just a cough.Lin Jue stared at the quilt under her body.This is a peach-colored mandarin duck embroidered soft quilt, probably embroidered by an ordinary embroiderer, the mandarin duck eyes are embroidered rigidly, as if being nailed to the quilt, there is no spirit at all.Lin Jue brushed the eyes of those mandarin ducks, the embroidery thread was slightly thick, as if it was stuck in the heart, and the pain seemed to be there, but it was the most sad.

He murmured: "Murong Zhizhi..." The voice echoed in the room, but no one answered.But he seems to love this empty house so much that no one can see what he looks like.After a while, he called again softly: "Zenian..."

The voice was extremely low, even in this empty place, he was extremely cautious, for fear of being overheard with just a few words.This voice is mixed with tenderness and sweetness, but it is the silent tenderness before the end, it is useless after all, only to give up.

Murong Zhizhi had been gone for half an hour, only the second servant outside the private room knocked on the door and asked Lin Jue if he could live in Juepin Building today.

Inside, Lin Jue raised his voice and said, "No need, you go and ask my servant to come in."

"Okay." Xiao Er responded and went, and after a while, he led Zhu Yu and Wang Yuan over.The door of the house was still closed, the two bent their backs, Zhu Yu said: "Master, my slave, Zhu Yu."

I just heard a voice inside: "Come in."

Zhu Yubin got the words from the distance, so he dared to open the door and go in.I saw Lin Jue sitting upright, already dressed neatly, his complexion was as usual, only his reddish eyes revealed one or two things that happened just now.The dishes on the table were not touched, and a wine cup was broken underneath.The wine cup on the table was overturned, and the jug was placed in disorder, looking at a mess.

Zhu Yu was slightly surprised: "Master?"

Lin Jue said softly, "I accidentally broke a wine cup. Ask the shop waiter how much taels you will charge, and pay them back as it is."

The waiter at the side shop smiled and said, "It's not worth anything."

"Our uncle doesn't like to take advantage of others, so let's talk about it."

The waiter had no choice but to say, Zhu Yu took out the money bag and gave it to him as it was, that's all.

Lin Jue got up and went out, and took two steps, but there was a slight pain in her thigh.His face turned red, presumably it was because the man moved too much just now and scratched his skin.Lin Jue gritted her teeth, thinking about the screen just now...

He stopped suddenly, turned his head, and said to the waiter in the shop: "I really like the screen in the room. How much money do you want the shopkeeper to give up?"

The waiter in the shop didn't expect him to ask this, he was startled, and immediately said: "I haven't heard the shopkeeper say it before, I have to ask to find out."

"Go and ask." Lin Jue closed his eyes, frowned, and sat down in his original seat, just waiting for the shopkeeper to come.

The waiter in the store hurried away, the shopkeeper heard that Lin Jue wanted to see him, and came over after a while, entered the private room, and said to Lin Jue: "It's rare that Mr. Lin is willing to come to the shop. This screen can be seen by Mr. Lin. It is its blessing..."

Lin Jue was originally a person with a good temper and was very easy to get along with. On weekdays, he would have to wait for him to chatter before speaking.But today, the slight pain in the lower part keeps coming, and I feel very depressed, but I can't bear my temper anymore, and said bluntly: "You just need to say it directly, and it will give people a headache."

Zhu Yu also said sideways: "It's getting late, who has the time to listen to you grinding your teeth here!"

Then the shopkeeper said: "This screen is not worth anything, but it is an old thing. It's worth this amount at least..." He said, holding up two fingers.

Lin Jue glanced at it, and said to Zhu Yu, "Give it to him."

Zhu Yu took out the silver bill from the purse, handed it to the shopkeeper, and said, "Look, this is 200 taels, you just need to go to the bank to exchange it."

"Yes... yes... Young Master Lin's banknote, naturally there is no fake." Holding the banknote, the shopkeeper raised his hand and told the waiter: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and ask someone to carry the screen to the Lin's mansion?" go."

"No need!" Lin Jue frowned tightly, and there was a hint of disgust between his words. "Burn it, I don't want to see him again."

After saying that, he got up and left in a huff, unwilling to stay here for a moment.

The shopkeeper went to the store and the waiter looked at each other in blank disbelief. He spent 200 taels of silver just to burn it, just to see a cigarette?

The shop clerk shook his head and said, "I've seen it all. Anyone who is romantic, gentle and amiable is false. The appearance is first-class, but the temper is really weird."

The shopkeeper slapped him on the back of the head: "This is what you should take care of? Hurry up and burn it!"

"Trash things well..." The shop waiter muttered and went down to call for someone, but saw a person coming in from the other side, he took a closer look, it was King He Rui who had just gone.The shop waiter went forward to meet him: "My lord, Uncle Lin is leaving."

"I didn't come to see him." It turned out that Murong Zhizhi just sat in the teahouse opposite for half a day just to wait for Lin Jue to leave so that he could come back again.He said: "Where is your shopkeeper?"

Coincidentally, after asking this, the shopkeeper came down from upstairs.Seeing Murong Zhizhi, he rushed forward to greet him.King He Rui excused him from this ceremony, and asked straightforwardly: "How much is the screen in the private room just now, I think it looks good, it's quite interesting."

"..." What is this called?One is going to be burned, what is this one going to do?The shopkeeper and the waiter in the shop were at a loss, and they didn't know why.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Murong Zhizhi said: "Any amount of money is worth it, as long as you ask."

The shopkeeper smiled wryly and said, "My lord, that's not the way to say it. In fact, Mr. Lin gave the money just before leaving, and told us to burn the screen..."

I knew that Lin Jue was a decisive person, but I didn't expect that he hated me so much, even the screen, he refused to keep it, and wanted to be burned if he couldn't see it.Murong Zhi felt a pain in his heart, and his face showed two or three points of anger: "You can find another one that he said was the one he was pointing at, and it will be burned. There will be smoke from the left and right, and it's nothing to hold on to it. This one Quietly carry the palace to the outside world, just say that it has been burned!"