Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Gong Yi was listening to the piano book in Shizhai, but he didn't care about it at all. During the day, the noisy discussions and words rang in his ears, making him feel hot and dry, and he slammed the book on the desk for a while. Button, lying on the book, buried his face in his arms and did not move.

Lying too upset, he simply sat up again and took out a silver coin from his small pouch.

When receiving this silver coin at the morning meeting three months ago, Gong Yi looked down on that surnamed Qin from the bottom of his heart. In his heart, the Qin family was a craftsman who forged treasures and crafted weapons. The glory of home.

But the owner of this silver coin protected himself once today.

Regarding Ming Lu's matter, I had been suspicious of him, but he didn't feel any grudges because of it...

When Gong Yi was a child, the Gong family was so glamorous and glorious, there was an endless stream of people who came to study and learn as teachers. Who would have thought that tall buildings and buildings would collapse overnight, and all the relatives and friends of the family would die. After hearing the news, Gong With a high fever, Yi rushed to Bozixu, the sacrificial hall, and ran among mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Weapons were scattered, blood was mutilated, clothes were torn, and tokens were all over the floor. It was impossible to tell who was who.

Fearing that the dead body would breed plague if the corpse stayed around for a long time, Gong Yi and Ming Lu set fire to Bozixu after counting out the things that could be used.

He knelt down in front of the monstrous fire, bowed to the bottom, and scratched out ten traces of dirt rolling on the ground beside him with his fingers.

... Now Minglu is not by her side anymore.Is there any warmth he can rely on?

Gong Yi restrained her thoughts, squeezed the small silver coin with no spiritual power flowing, and studied it upside down in her hand, but still couldn't figure out how Qin Mu changed the coin from his right hand to his left.

He still had some bun-shaped meaty cheeks slightly bulging, held the silver coin, muttered "thank you" awkwardly, then quickly put the silver coin back into the purse, buried his face in his arms again and did not move.

After a while, there was a knock on Shizhai's door, very carefully.

Is it Guanqing?

Gong Yi rubbed her slightly flushed face vigorously, put on a cold and stern look, and opened the door.

The person who came surprised him a little: "You?"

Luanxue smiled sweetly, her amber eyes bent into crooked moons without any thought, and in his arms was the green shirt that Gong Yi had thrown away in the afternoon, which had been neatly folded and the ink stains on it had disappeared up.

Gong Yi took a step back cautiously: "What are you doing? Did Qin Mu call you here?"

Luanxue gestured earnestly: "No.... Ink, I rubbed it, and if it gets dirty, I wash it."

After finishing speaking, he offered the clothes with both hands, because Gong Yi was small, he even bowed his waist slightly, which looked a little funny.

Gong Yi looked suspicious, and grabbed the clothes with one hand: "Okay, you can go."

As he said he was about to close the door, unexpectedly Luanxue stretched out his hand and grabbed the door leaf, Gong Yi was startled, his right hand was going to touch Tianxian at his waist, but Luanxue grabbed his wrist one step ahead.

Luanxue looked innocent: "Name."

Gong Yi: "... Huh?"

Luanxue tried her best to make her expression clear: "Young Master Gong, name."

Gong Yi finally understood Luanxue's words: "You asked my name? What are you going to do?"

Luanxue just kept laughing, causing the palace to become angry, and wanted to close the door again. Who would have thought that this guy would be so bold that he would dare to hold him back.

Gong Yi was really annoyed, so he shook his arm abruptly, and said angrily, "My name is Gong Yi, and I'm named Lu Bing, and I'm XVI. Those who know me call me Gong Shiliu Shao. Is that okay?"

Luanxue spread out her palms in front of him, and said stubbornly, "Write...write it down. Name. Walk on the ice."

...Ahhhhhhh why is it so annoying!

Gong Yi didn't want to entangle with him too much, so she took his palm and wrote two words on it, then pushed Luanxue out of the door, slammed the door behind her, leaned her back against the door, and spit out the two words bitterly :"……Fool."

The green shirt he was holding was dry and comfortable, obviously it had been carefully washed, Gong Yi took a closer look and smelled it, and a strange smell that did not belong to him permeated his nostrils. The bushes were lost, and he found a reasonable excuse for himself:

...Who knows if it was poisoned.

The door of the house was slammed shut by Gong Yi, and the washed clothes were hanging alone on a bush next to the courtyard, fluttering in the wind, looking a bit pitiful.

After half a stick of incense, the door opened with a creak, and a small figure flashed through the crack of the open door, grabbed his clothes silently, and slipped back into the room like a thief.

...Even if it was poisoned, it would be a pity to throw it away, so put it away.Well, put it away.

……

Jiang Xun was afraid of seeing ghosts, so he sneaked towards Yu Miao when it was getting dark.

Letting Yu Miao take a bath comfortably, Jiang Xun lay contentedly on the bed and didn't want to move, even forgetting about the troubles he might cause for a while.

Yu Miao lay on his back on the bed, separated Jiang Xun's two hind legs, let him lie on his chest, gently stroked his mandible with his index finger, traced his fingertips to his shoulder blade, and mentioned Jiang Xun again. On the sides of Xun's cheeks, Tao Xin's mouth was drawn upwards into a smiling face.

Yu Miao was a little absent-minded, but the massage was quite powerful.Because of practicing swordsmanship, his palms had a thin layer of calluses, and his fingers were even more slender and powerful. Every point of focus he chose was appropriate in weight and weight.

... so comfortable, let me die here.

Jiang Xun purred sincerely, and rubbed Yu Miao's chest lightly.

Amu: "Xiao Xun, your integrity..."

Jiang Xun said with a wistful face: "It's fine as long as you feel comfortable, let him go."

This was originally just a pure pleasure in the body. Unexpectedly, Yu Miao moved his finger to the place on Jiang Xun's back close to the two knuckles of the tail and close to the tailbone, and tapped lightly——

Jiang Xun's whole body trembled as if he had been electrified, and his comfortably spread little hind legs were pinched suddenly, and he almost cried out. He collapsed on Yu Miao's body and couldn't get up. Stepping on Yu Miao's pajamas, she called softly, "Meow~meow..."

Amu: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)"

Jiang Xun couldn't even speak.

What does it feel like to hold grass?He he he he this is...

Only then did Yu Miao come to his senses, he never expected to make the kitten like this, he thought it was hurting, so he hurriedly picked it up to check, only to see the pitiful and pitiful look of the kitten with watery eyes, Stiff tail, and...

Jiang Xun was held up in mid-air, with his stomach facing Yu Miao, and he felt like dying, so he could only hypnotize himself desperately: A child of this age may not even understand his own sexual characteristics, let alone a... …

Cat……

Yu Miao reached out and fiddled with the vigorous little thing, and the corners of his usually indifferent lips extended a few centimeters: "... Are you uncomfortable?"

...Old driver, I'm sorry.

Jiang Xun decisively lowered his head, pretending to be dead.

But the physical reaction was too strong, and Jiang Xun had rarely experienced this kind of experience before. He couldn't hold it back for a while, and struggled sobbing. He closed his eyes, feeling Yu Miao holding him in his arms, and then ... Gently scratching the soft and tender meat on his lower abdomen, circling around the swelling in the lower abdomen, but refused to quench the fire for him.

……Meow! !Meow to death!

Jiang Xun was almost rolling in Yu Miao's arms, begging for mercy, and then he leisurely stopped his hands that were touching the fire, picked up the cat, kissed the wet little nose, and then gently rubbed his stomach to help Jiang Xun .

Afterwards, Jiang Xun didn't recover for a long time, lying on his bed with a dead face on his face.

Cats are certainly much more sensitive physically than humans, so this is normal, yes, normal.

Amu: "...well...sorry...[sympathy.jpg]"

Jiang Xun unilaterally dropped the line and refused to talk.

Yu Miao, however, seemed to be satisfied with some bad taste, gently clamping the pointed ears of the kitten with his index finger and middle finger, rubbing back and forth to play.

Jiang Xun was so shocked this time, he didn't move, he was so distraught, his tail was coiled together, he couldn't even shake it.

Seeing the cat ignoring him, Yu Miao couldn't help but feel distressed, hugged Jiang Xun and coaxed him: "Sorry, I was distracted. I didn't intend to meet there, I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a scream piercing the sky outside.

Jiang Xun regained consciousness in an instant, and his face turned green in the next second: Qin Qiu? !

The voice stopped for a while, and Qin Qiu's changed tone came faintly again, as if he had been greatly frightened: "...Brother! Brother!"

Don't call me young girl!Your brother is here!

Yu Miao grabbed the outer robe and the Guangcheng sword casually, turned over and jumped off the bed, and rushed to the door before thinking of the cat, but when he turned his head, the bed was already empty.

Jiang Xun turned out of the window, and with the wind under his feet, he ran into his residence without touching the ground. He jumped on the window and tripped over the threshold, rolled on the spot, and fell directly to the window sill.

Clutching his head and dazed for a long time, he finally transformed into a human form, and rushed to the bedside in a hurry to get the underwear, clothes and robes that he had lost on the bed, and the scorpion hanging on the bed hook.

Xiaoqiu!Don't let anything happen to Xiaoqiu!

However, just as he stretched his hand to his underwear, he heard someone knocking on the door vigorously. Before he could answer, a white sword qi slanted downward and flew the entire door.

woc jade nine!What's wrong with you opening the door manually!

Yu Miao broke in through the door, looked around, and was about to walk towards the bedroom, but saw Jiang Xun coming out from behind the screen, wearing only white pajama pants, standing in a cloak, and his long black hair was not neatly combed into a square The bun was draped lazily and loosely on the shoulders, and the waist seemed to be boneless. Leaning on the screen, he asked, "Yu Jiu, what are you doing?"

Amu: "You, you, you, you are going to be seen!"

Jiang Xun: "What's the matter? I didn't take off my clothes to find him."

Yu Miao's face turned red slightly, his eyes dodged for a moment, he lowered his head and put Guangcheng into the sheath, and said uncomfortably, "...put on your clothes."

Jiang Xun didn't intend to spend too much time with him, and was about to quickly put on his clothes to find Qin Qiu, when he heard a rush of footsteps outside.

Qin Qiu's face was full of anxiety, all the hairpins ran away, he held on to the door and gasped for breath, Jiang Xun hurriedly turned around, fastened the buttons, put on his outer robe, and hurried out, caressed Looking at her shoulder: "What happened?"

Qin Qiu bit his lip, flustered, spit out a few words intermittently: "The Yin family...Yin Wuyue, dead...dead...by Jingxin Lake...face...his face—"