The villain leader always likes to die

After finishing speaking, the little girl ran away, staring at the chrysanthemum, and then at the smiling face of Shang Wuqian, feeling a little pain in the balls, what kind of trouble is she trying to do?

With a basket in his hand, Shang Wujuan took out a chrysanthemum and leaned over: "Luo, this is for you...um...chrysanthemum...do you like it?"

I stared at the blooming chrysanthemums for a long time.Then make a fist, I like Nimei!

I raised my hand, about to take the flower, but the moment I touched the petals, an electric current flashed, and the chrysanthemum was instantly smashed into pieces.

Shang Wuqian chuckled, as if expected: "Is Luo angry?"

I ignored him, turned around and only left him with a cold back.

Shang Wuyu was in a good mood, so naturally he didn't care about these details, he followed quickly with a basket in his hand.

"Does Luo hate chrysanthemums so much?"

I mean you carry that basket of chrysanthemums again!Don't even think about shopping around tonight's lanterns!

Shang Wuyu vaguely guessed something from my silver pupils, he pretended to be disappointed.

"Luo really hates chrysanthemums..."

I said, can we jump out of the topic of chrysanthemums, which makes the leader feel very depressed, you!

Then Shang Wuqian shamelessly passed the basket of chrysanthemums to a boy. I don't know what the young man said to the boy, but the boy still looked happy.

Look at the iconic soft smile on the young man's face, I just want to say three words to him, that is - no, yes, face!

Shang Wujuan leaned over again: "What is Luo thinking..."

I came back to my senses, of course I wouldn't admit that I was secretly scolding him, so I turned my face and said, "It's nothing."

Then, the young man insisted on pulling me to put up lanterns, saying that he could pray for blessings, and no matter what the wish was, it would definitely come true.

Although I don't believe this, I have to accompany this brat to set off lanterns.

The young man writes the wish on the small red paper word by word, then tie it with a thin red string, put it into the lotus made of oiled paper, and light the candle on the core.

And I didn't write any wish on that paper, the young man wondered why I didn't write it, I didn't give any answer, leaned down slightly, and put the lotus lantern into the water gently.

The lanterns of the youth and me slowly merged into the pile of floating lanterns, and it was hard to tell who was which.The river dotted with lights is like the Milky Way in the sky, flickering and flickering.

The person in front of the young man, the long and curly eyelashes are clearly visible under the light, the phoenix eyes that are lazy to squint, the slender, long hair that slid to the forehead casually put the hand behind the ear, and The thin lips slightly parted under the nose.

Every movement, every place, is always tempting the young man's suppressed reason.

The young man looked at the person in front of him stupidly, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the other person was not suitable to show his face, but had to find a place to hide.

Shang Wuyu controlled the desire in his eyes, and the moment I turned my head to meet his gaze, it changed into a gentle smile again.

I didn't think there was anything weird, so I got up and said, "Let's go."

Shang Wu Prison held my hand naturally, and looked at me like he was treating a close lover.

At this moment, a couple passed by me. There was nothing to care about, but the moment my peripheral vision fell on the woman, I almost stopped immediately, with an expressionless face. There was also a look of astonishment on his face.

The woman looked at the scholar beside her happily, then tidied up the somewhat messy clothes for the scholar, and then patted the dust on his body.

Obviously this scholar is the woman's husband.

The woman said: "You don't tidy up when you go out, what does it look like so sloppy, you are still a scholar."

The scholar's words were pampering: "What the lady teaches is that she should be more careful. If I lose my lady, I might be in a mess."

The woman chuckled and said, "You're a good boy when you get a cheap price. I'll buy you some clothes later, and see how old your clothes are, and you're still wearing them."

The scholar said: "What the lady said is true."

The woman put her arms around the scholar's arm: "Then we'll go see our parents tomorrow, and bring them something along the way. They're old, and they still need us to visit."

The scholar smiled and said, "Okay, I will visit my parents tomorrow."

The woman rested her head on the scholar's shoulder, and her figure gradually faded away in the light...

Until it disappeared, I stared blankly at the direction in which the woman left, without returning to my senses.

This woman looks exactly like Xiao Yue.

It's not just the similarity, even the charm and demeanor are exactly the same, just like the illusion that this woman and Xiao Yue are the same person.

However, Shang Wu Prison's pupils were so deep that they could kill people, he called me several times, but I didn't respond to him.Of course he didn't know that I had fallen into the memory, so he could only keep suppressing the anger in his heart, and held my hand a little harder.

"What is Luo looking at?"

Feeling the strength coming from the hands, I finally set my sights on this young man with a strange expression.

Shang Wuqian laughed a little unnaturally: "Is there anything strange about that woman? It attracted Luo to look so engrossed?"

Despite the smile, the young man's attitude is still a bit tough.I frowned, and withdrew the hand that was being held more and more tightly by the young man, and said coldly, "It's nothing."

The young man's eyes were holding back the emotion that was about to explode, and he couldn't find the slight change without looking carefully, but soon, he suddenly raised the corners of his lips and said, "Luo doesn't want to say, I just don't ask."

The atmosphere that followed was very weird. Although the two were still holding hands, neither of them said a word after that.The young man seemed to be making a fuss, so much so that the smile he had managed to squeeze before disappeared completely.

The young man has been struggling in his heart, why Luo Wang's eyes on that woman gave him the illusion of being in love.It was as if he saw some important person who had been parted for a long time, and even that frosty face showed some other emotions that shouldn't be there.

This made Shang Wuyu wonder whether there is some ulterior connection hidden between that woman and the girl Luo Mengzhong called out.Who is this woman, can make Luo have such a reaction.Even he himself had never made Luo so obviously turbulent.

Thinking of this, the young man inadvertently clenched his hand again, and the strength affected me beside him.

This time I just shook off his hand. The young man didn't seem to realize what he had done wrong. Such a refusal made him unable to control his subconscious behavior. He grabbed my shoulder and asked, "Luo, Who is Xiao Yue?"

The strength of Shang Wu Prison was astonishing, the brows that I had finally smoothed were frowned again, and there was impatience in my eyes, and I even called the young man's name without the first name and last name.

"No Prison, what are you going crazy about?"

I tore away the young man's hand that was holding my shoulder, and left in the direction of the Demon Cult in great displeasure, leaving the young man standing alone for a long time.

Powerful resentment emanated from Shang Wu Prison's body, his pupils had all turned red, and even the fangs in his face and mouth were slowly growing out.

At this moment, how much he wanted to kill this woman named Xiao Yue immediately, no matter who she was, he just wanted to kill her.

But everything that happened all fell into the other pair of blood-red eyes, and the provoking smile was like a hunter waiting to catch the prey, quietly waiting for the prey to take the bait.

Sword-shaped eyebrows, eagle-like pupils, a wild smile, and an explosive figure.

The arm that had been broken once grew back again, as if nothing had happened.

The man held a young servant in his arms, and saw that the young servant's appearance was somewhat similar to that of Gu Yunluo, the leader of the Demon Cult.But it was different after all, the boy's soft and charming demeanor was not comparable to Gu Yun Luoqing's haughty and clean appearance.

Although they are all men, they cannot be compared.

This is just a substitute for a man, and it is far less beautiful than the deity.But he has never been a person who will suppress himself, and the substitute is just what he wants, let alone the relationship.

The man raised the servant's sharp chin and kissed him.The tip of the tongue picks apart the lips and teeth, and the two tongues are entangled and switched.The little servant was lying on the man's body, his delicate body clinging to his vigorous body.The boy kissed the man forgetfully, trying his best to please the man who made him intoxicated.

The shameful sound of water tsk came from between the lips and teeth of the two, and it was out of control.The boy's hands climbed onto the man's strong chest, slowly stretched into his open collar, and stroked every muscle that was fascinating.Through the clothes, the man's big hands moved restlessly between the boy's thighs, and finally covered the two upturned buttocks, kneading repeatedly.

With a moan and exhalation, the boy's face turned red with emotion.With a roll, the position changed, the man pressed the boy under him, and the boy became more and more helpless.The man tore off the obstructive clothes, and a naked body came into view, which was different from a woman's breasts, but more attractive than a woman's.

The man pinched the stubble on the boy's chest as punishment, as if his nails were going to get embedded in it.The fiery kiss fell on that swan-like neck, sucking out ambiguous snowflakes one after another.The little servant couldn't help but exclaimed, and his body trembled slightly.The poor stubble on the chest was rubbed and turned red, but the next moment it was viciously licked by the tip of the man's tongue.

"Ah... Su Aoqian..."

The servant subconsciously called out the man's name, but at this moment, the man suddenly stopped all his actions, and his dark red pupils shone with a frightening light.

The man's sexy and deep voice sounded: "Get out!"

It was as if the sense of oppression from hell suppressed the ambiguous atmosphere.

The boy was so frightened that he didn't care about being naked, and the obsequiousness on his face disappeared in an instant, and he knelt down with a thud, trembling all over.

He didn't know what he did wrong, or he wasn't convincing enough to serve the man well enough to make the man in front of him unhappy, and he didn't even dare to imagine what would happen if he provoked him.

Su Aoqian was displeased: "I'll let you go!"

The boy took his clothes and ran out of the room, rolling and crawling. Not long after he left, the push-pull wooden door slammed shut by itself.

The light in Su Aoqian's eyes faded, and the person he could never forget appeared in his mind, the handsome man he had kissed presumptuously in the illusion.