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Six years ago, Zhou Heng left Murong Qing. On the one hand, he was determined to stay in Ji County because Murong Qing was busy, and on the other hand, he had opened up the way for Murong Qing.

More importantly, he already knew Murong Qing well enough. If he wanted to get Murong Qing completely, he had to be human.

And when he woke up after sleeping for thousands of years, his spiritual power was out of balance as soon as he left Baishan. The too powerful spiritual power in his body was not fully integrated, making him unable to control it at will.

During the three years with Murong Qing, it's not that he didn't think about taking him to his cold palace and being with him for the rest of his life.

Later he discovered that love can make a person compromise everything, and Murong Qing is the one who can make himself compromise everything.

To be precise, he had been away from Murong Qing for two and a half years. During these two and a half years, Murong Qing was promoted to best actor, flirted with a man, and had a real relationship.

Murong Qing is an adult, it is impossible to stay blank until the age of 26, the higher he goes, the more outstanding men around him.

Even if he is in Nanshan, he can use strong means to stop Murong Qing, but this is Murong Qing's life, he can't accompany Murong Qing's life yet, and he can't bear to force him to be alone.

But, to put it bluntly, it's because Murong Qing is too principled, all communication is limited to kisses, otherwise he couldn't bear it.

Later, after experiencing countless days of jealousy, he slowly discovered that loving someone is not a so-called compromise, but a willingness.

Holding Murong Qing's hand, delicate kisses fell on his warm palm, recalling the past, at this moment, Zhou Heng finally achieved true peace.

Murong Qing woke up faintly, only one desk lamp was left in the room, Zhou Heng lowered his head, his hot lips were repeatedly branded on the palm of his hand, the blood in the palm became warm, and quickly spread to him as it flowed in the blood vessels. His heart was so warm that he suffocated.

Too obvious tenderness.

This... must be a dream.

Murong Qing's heart palpitations were terrible, but, thinking of what happened before he fell into a coma, his slightly bright eyes gradually became darker.

"You're awake." Zhou Heng was very keen. He raised his head quickly and met Murong Qing's eyebrows that were drawn down. He held Murong Qing's hand in his palm, and a trace of obscurity slipped through his eyes. He lowered his head and locked his eyes on Murong Qing. Shen Sheng asked him, "Do you remember what you did before you fainted?"

Murong Qing was startled, his chest was sore and swollen, and his breathing was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

Zhou Heng hugged Murong Qing in front of him, let him sit on his lap, held his shoulders and lifted his chin, so that he had nowhere to escape, changed his previous gentleness, and asked him coldly: "You You think I gave you away, don't you? And, it's still in my house, on my bed, what the hell are you thinking!"

Zhou Heng was very fierce, Murong Qing's pupils shrank, and she looked at Zhou Heng in shock, the fear in her heart finally defeated the gloom and took up most of it.

"Murong Qing," Zhou Heng frowned, his appearance became more fierce, his voice became more ruthless, and he squeezed his chin even harder: "Even if I'm poor and only have one room in this house, I haven't exhausted you." Give it away again! How perverted I am in your eyes!"

Murong Qing's mind was buzzing, and he bit his lip for Zhou Heng's questioning, not daring to let out his breath.

"Let go, it's mine!" Zhou Heng suddenly squeezed his thumb into Murong Qing's lips and said such a provocative sentence. Murong Qing's head exploded and she blushed suddenly, and a trace of sweetness quickly slipped through her dark heart. , and then felt Zhou Heng part his lips and lick his tongue: "Murong Qing, remember, in my life, I will never give you away, you can only belong to me!"

Such domineering and tyrannical words, hearing the heart of the admirer, is as sweet as the heart has knocked over the honey.

Seeing Murong Qing's eyes finally focused on him, Zhou Heng changed to a low and unwavering voice and said, "You may not know, I didn't intend to say it at first, when I talked with your sister, I just felt that Anyway, I don’t have anyone I like, so it’s better to have a commercial marriage, but after seeing you and getting in touch with you, I fell in love with you, so when I come back this time, I will take revenge, and you and I will also get it.”

Murong Qing's eyes widened, as if Zhou Heng was telling a big joke, but he stopped his heartbeat, lest he miss a word.

Zhou Heng stretched out his finger from his mouth, pressed it on his lips, squinted his eyes at Murong Qing and continued: "Murong Qing, I, Zhou Heng, don't I want any kind of person, why should I bend myself to get revenge and go through the back door, Huh? If you want revenge, I have a lot of ways. I can put your father and sister in prison, and throw you into the clubhouse to be played with. Life is worse than death. You think I am idle, and I am here to deal with you in order to have a few shots. "

Speaking of the cruel place, he squeezed Murong Qing's chin and pulled him closer, with a sullen expression on his face: "Do you think your face is the best in the world, or your hole is unmatched!"

Murong Qing didn't expect Zhou Heng to be fierce and rough, and trembled in fear and shame. Seeing that Murong Qing was about to collapse, Zhou Heng gradually loosened his brows.

He knew that only in this way would Murong Qing believe him: "Someone in the company is stealing secrets tonight. After all, this is my house. I am worried that someone will flee from the mountain, so I asked Qin Kun to come and guard him. Qin Kun was my former bodyguard."

Murong Qing was in a daze for a long time before saying in a hoarse voice with trembling lips, "I'm sorry."

Zhou Heng held Murong Qing's waist, fixed him, leaned over and reached for a cigarette and lighter, lit it, lowered his brows under the smoke, with a helpless expression on his face: "Murong Qing, don't blame me for your family, I will This person is like this, revenge will be avenged, and there is no room for sand in his eyes."

Murong Qing stirred his hands, feeling confused and panicked: "It's my father and sister's fault, I know."

"Follow me if you know." Zhou Heng put the cigarette in his mouth, raised Murong Qing's drooping face: "That's the end of this matter."

Murong Qing pursed his lips cautiously and nodded.

"It's hard for me to like someone." Zhou Heng looked at Murong Qing seriously and said, "Murong Qing, you are the first one, so don't let me down."

Murong Qing's eyes were stunned, his heart was pounding, and his eye sockets were sore: "I, I will listen to you."

"Okay." Zhou Heng's complexion finally softened a little, and the hostility in his voice disappeared: "As long as you are obedient, there will be no one else beside me except you."

As long as you are obedient, there will be no one else beside me except you.

Zhou Heng's words seemed to have opened up Murong Qing's second vein of Ren and Du, and made his body, which was so heavy that it was about to collapse, suddenly relax.

After a lot of tossing, it was dawn.

Everything is still silent, the waning moon hangs in the light blue sky, and a few stars are left behind, but the earth is covered with black veil and thick fog, the thick fog gradually turns into gauze, silver gray passes through the gap of fog and gradually emerges from the sky. The east has invaded the darkness, patiently and gently uncovering the mysteries of the earth.

After Zhou Heng finished smoking that cigarette, he made sure that Murong Qing couldn't fall asleep, so he gave him a glass of water, took him up, found him a big nightgown to put on, and carried him out of the master bedroom.

Murong Qing was a little scared, but he didn't dare to ask, until Zhou Heng carried him to the greenhouse on the third floor.

The entire piece of tempered glass does not block the view, and the garden is fresh and fragrant, but Murong Qing didn't smell the fragrance of flowers, but smelled the strong smell of mint.

No wonder he always felt the smell of peppermint in the room, that's how it was.

He took a sneak peek into Zhou Heng's arms, but he didn't see many flowers. Most of them were green plants, and mint accounted for a quarter. Zhou Heng is really strange, but the mint smell is really good, why didn't he notice this before? It smells so good.

Near the window, there is a stone bed surrounded by mint, but it is covered with expensive cushions and white blankets.

The shadow of the sunrise has not yet been seen, but the mountains not far away can already be seen dimly.

"I often watch the sunrise here." Zhou Heng put Murong Qing on the bed, shook off the blanket at the end of the bed, threw it on Murong Qing, and decided to go offline: "Are you hungry, I'll go down and get you some bread."

Murong Qing shook his head, staring at Zhou Heng: "Not hungry."

Zhou Heng could see the uneasiness in Murong Qing's eyes, so he didn't force him, turned on the bed and hugged him into his arms, leaning on the hard rock, and wrapped the blanket around Murong Qing: "I used to think of you when I watched the sunrise here. .”

This is true. When Murong Qing moved here last month, he lived here for two days. Before he could invite Murong Qing to watch the sunrise on the same bed, Murong Qing who came up and saw the bed made a cold comment: "Mr. Zhou is very free!"

He was so frightened that he became soft, how dare he speak again.

The current Murong Qing is quiet and obedient, Zhou Heng kissed his hair helplessly, and quietly waited for the sunrise with Murong Qing.

He said too much just now, and he needs to give Murong Qing a buffer.

And he also needs to shut up, if you give gentleness, you will collapse, and if you give him strictness, he will feel distressed.

In spring, the sunrise was a bit slow, and Zhou Heng actually fell asleep when the sunrise showed a red edge.

After watching the sunrise, Murong Qing turned around, and couldn't help but frowned at Zhou Heng's domineering sleeping face.

After watching Zhou Heng for a while, Murong Qing realized that Zhou Heng was leaning on a cold and hard stone. He frowned and hesitated for a while, and was about to get up and move Zhou Heng to sleep.

Who knows, Zhou Heng is very clever, he hugged him tighter as soon as he moved, opened his eyes, and glanced at the already dyed sky, but he was not disappointed, because the current Murong Qing is not his brother Qing, nor is he. After explaining, he hugged Murong Qing and lay down, wrapped Murong Qing tightly with his body and blanket, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Murong Qing looked at Zhou Heng's face, thought wildly for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When Zhou Heng opened his eyes, it was already noon, and the sun was hanging high above his head. After his eyes were stabbed, he caught Murong Qing's eagerly avoiding eyes and red face.

"When did you wake up?"

Zhou Heng just woke up with a very sexy voice, which made Murong Qing's ears itch, "Just now..."

As soon as Murong Qing opened his mouth to answer, Zhou Heng kissed his lips face to face.

Murong Qing's head was already resting on Zhou Heng's arm, and Zhou Heng's arm lowered a little to support Murong Qing's back neck, and then he turned around in a passionate kiss, and pushed Murong Qing onto his body.

Although fierce, Zhou Heng is not impatient, and has always been gentle, without desire, like a lover expressing his love with lips, teeth and saliva.

Where Murong Qing couldn't see, the silver thread creeping out of Zhou Heng's throat was flowing into Murong Qing's mouth.

Murong Qing just let Zhou Heng be frivolous, his breathing became heavier, his eyes were covered with water and tears, and his out-of-focus eyes couldn't be gathered together. He looked so innocent that one couldn't help but want to bully him all the time. go down.

After Zhou Heng pinched the back of Murong Qing's neck and separated from him, the silver thread on the corners of his lips broke. Zhou Heng looked deeply at Murong Qing, and said in a restrained voice, "Is your body feeling better?"

Murong Qing was stunned for a moment, but he hadn't quite reacted yet: "Yes."

"Then," Zhou Heng raised his lips slightly, glanced at the loose bathrobe on Murong Qing's body, and the lust in his eyes was ready to come out: "Today, it's you who takes the initiative."

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The author has something to say: After waking up↓

Murong Qing: My face is the best in the world.

Zhou Heng: Well, I agree.

Murong Qing: My hole is unmatched by anyone.

Zhou Heng: Cough, I agree too.

Murong Qing: There is something you don't recognize.

Zhou Heng: You are not mine.

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