On the price to pay for changing the plot

Fu Heng waited, but the man didn't make a sound. He opened his eyelids, sobered up instantly, and quickly sat up from the bed, "Why are you in my room?!"

Yan Ke's eyes curved, "See if you're asleep."

"I'm already asleep, you woke me up!" Fu Heng was speechless, brother, it's really okay to not sleep at night to scare people?

Yan Ke smiled and said nothing, he sat over and pulled Fu Heng slightly into his arms, raised his chin with one finger, and was so gentle that he almost murmured, "Ah Heng..."

Fu Hengzheng couldn't beat him again, and his chin was still pinched. Such an uncomfortable posture really made him feel ashamed, "I, I'm going to sleep..."

"Ah Heng, let's play a game," Yan Ke interrupted him, his fingers lightly stroked Fu Heng's lips, and it was the first time that the confusion in his eyes was shown in front of Fu Heng.

"No! I don't want to play games! I want to sleep!" Fu Heng shouted.

"Disobedient children will be punished," Yan Ke leaned over to his ear, and couldn't help licking the pink and white ear with his tongue, until he felt the person's body trembling in his arms. Laughing, "Good..."

Fu Heng was really disgusted by him, if he could pull his hand out of this pervert's embrace, he would definitely slap him severely.

The two were confronting each other, when suddenly Yan Ke leaned down and kissed Fu Heng fiercely, his lips were tightly pressed against the young man's lips, and his tongue even invaded his mouth by surprise. They leisurely hooked the boy's bewildered uvula and played together.

Fu Heng was suddenly attacked and couldn't turn his head. When the man's tongue entangled him, he had lost the most favorable opportunity, and he couldn't get away no matter how he moved.

Yan Ke ravaged his lips with forgetfulness, forcing him to close his mouth tightly. The exchanged transparent liquid slowly slid down the corners of his lips. It seemed that Yan Ke didn't want to just let it go so easily. Passing him, his fingers deftly passed through the boy's clothes, and ignited a fire on the soft skin.

Fu Hengxian was still able to hold on, but when his abdomen was drawn in circles by the mischievous hand, his strength was exhausted in an instant, and he could only lean softly in his arms, with weak groans coming out of his mouth: "Don't... um... um..."

Yan Ke pressed down and fell on top of him, unhurriedly took off his clothes to his ribs, his thin white and slender legs fell to the side of the bed while escaping due to lack of strength. The one who was powerless could only let the man pull it back and play with it to his heart's content. His hand went down gently, touched Fu Heng's feet, and held it urgently, sometimes rubbing it hard and sometimes gently, Fu Heng's whole body was shaking. It seemed to be kneaded into a puddle of water. He wanted to kick him, but after kicking him out, he was caught in the man's hand again and gave him a frivolous meal.

Fu Heng was in a trance, and the stabbing pain from his feet made him want to beg for mercy, but when he made a sound, all he could hear were incoherent sobs.

Yan Ke raised his head slightly, and saw that the young man's cheeks were pink, his aura eyes were full of confusion, and he begged him in a trembling and soft voice, and the insteps of those delicate feet were covered with marks he made, ten fingers They all huddled together pitifully, not knowing how delicious he was like this.

He leaned over lovingly and licked the boy's face, he turned over the boy's body, and when he saw the round porcelain white buttocks, the desire/fire in his eyes burned to the maximum.

He leaned over his body and lingered with his five fingers on it. Seeing that the boy was still in a daze, he tried to stick out a finger and poked in.

The place was suddenly invaded, and Fu Heng was in pain. He was terrified, and even his voice was crying, "No! Don't! Don't touch me! Uh..."

Pull the lights...

Fu Heng was tortured half to death. At the end, Yan Ke put on his clothes, leaned over, kissed his sweaty face, and sighed, "The one I am most sorry for in my life is Ah Deng, followed by you. Don't hate me..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the door was pushed open with a "bang".A person rushed in from the outside, it was Ah Deng, with scarlet eyes, and a face full of disbelief, he yelled at Yan Ke, "What did you do to Ah Heng?!"

Yan Ke's face was laziness after indulgence. He casually glanced at Fu Heng who was lying on the bed almost dying, and said with a smile, "Didn't you see it?"

Ah Deng struggled to look at the naked/naked boy lying on the bed. The boy's body was covered with bruises. After being brutally attacked, he half-closed his eyes and panted lightly. His eyes were bloodshot unconsciously.

His Ah Heng, who he has always regarded as a treasure, is now being treated like this, how can he bear it!

In an instant, Ah Deng's face was full of evil spirits, the hatred in his eyes burst out, and the sharp claws on his five fingers grew out. He lost his mind, and panting heavily, he grabbed Yan Ke who was sitting calmly by the bed. In the past, it passed straight through his body.

"...A Deng, I don't owe you anything..." Blood spurted out of his mouth, his brows were still smiling as usual, he turned his head to look at the half-awake boy on the bed, the desolation in that smile Unable to hide, "Ah Heng, goodbye..."

At this moment, Ah Deng suddenly regained his senses, and he withdrew his hand from his chest, tears fell pattering down, and he dared not touch him, "My lord, my lord..."

Yan Ke's body had no temperature, he was dead, his face was calm and moist, as if he was asleep.

This man who treated him like his own brother finally died in his own hands. He knelt on the ground and wept uncontrollably.

After a long time, Ah Deng slowly got up from the ground, walked to the bed step by step, bent over and hugged Fu Heng into his arms, and muttered, "My Ah Heng, my Ah Heng, I only have you... ..."

Overnight, Lord Taifu was killed, and it was rumored that it was the work of ghosts. After all, Lord Taifu was greedy for a lot of property when he was alive, and as the prince Taifu, he spent all day hanging out with those ministers in the land of smoke and willows. It's really not a good official. If you provoke some goblins and devils, it's only natural.

It's just that Taifu Yan's sister is relatively innocent. Her brother died for no apparent reason, and she was left alone. Not long after, there was no news of her.

A Deng took Fu Heng to hide in the deep mountains where there were many trees, so he temporarily built a place for the two of them to shelter.

Fu Heng is really sober, it has been a day later, his body is full of bruises, especially his feet are worn out in several places, the soreness of the tailbone is unbearable, and he cursed Yan Ke in his heart as a beast, but that day he Although he was drowsy, he could see clearly that Ah Deng had killed Yan Ke, and he had nowhere to settle the debt, so he could only rot in his stomach.

Enduring the soreness, he got up and looked around at the place he was staying at. It was just a simple temporary residence. A Deng didn’t know where he had gone, and there were many unknown wild fruits beside him. I just stuffed a few into my mouth to feel full.

After waiting for a while, Ah Deng came over with a pheasant in his hand. Seeing that he was awake, there was a hint of joy on his pale cheeks. Scar, withdrew his hand again, "Are you awake? Do you feel better?"

Fu Heng lowered his eyes and pursed his thin lips.

That Yan Ke is dead. In the original plot, after Ah Deng retaliated against him, he immediately killed Yan He, but now he is standing beside him soberly. It seems that the plot should have shifted, but we can't take it lightly. Ah Deng's current condition is not good, he has to be careful.

"Aheng..."

Fu Heng shook his head, "Where is this?" The hoarseness of the questioning voice could not be concealed.

"...in the mountains," Ah Deng helped him to stand up and let him lean on his body.

The two of them had nothing to say, and when they encountered such a thing, their hearts were particularly heavy.

"Where's sister?" Fu Heng asked.

"..."

Ah Deng remained silent. On the day he killed his lord, he would have no face to see Elder Sister again, so how could he go to find her?

He looked down at the ground, unable to hide his sad breath, Fu Heng suddenly turned his head, he didn't know how to comfort him.

After a while, Fu Heng stretched out his arms to hug him slowly, "A Deng, don't be afraid..."

"Well, I still have Ah Heng," Ah Deng hugged him back, and at that moment, anger returned to his body.

After that day, both of them kept their mouths tacitly silent. Deng was still the same as before. They would take him for a walk in the mountains in their spare time. Beast, they had a good time for a while.

It was Jiayun who broke this peaceful time. When she found her, Fu Heng was squatting on the ground watching Ah Deng feeding those little animals.

"The two young masters live a very comfortable life." She was still the same as she had seen before, with a hooked look in her eyes, but she couldn't catch Fu Heng and Ah Deng who remembered the past when they saw her.

"How did you find it?" Ah Deng pulled Fu Heng behind him, his eyes full of defense.

Jia Yun giggled coquettishly, "Where is Young Master Ah Deng, I can find it."

Her words made Ah Deng stunned, and he suddenly remembered the dark and terrifying sharp claws on his hand the day he killed Yan Ke, which was the nightmare he had been avoiding.

Jiayun's eyes bypassed him and looked at Fu Heng covetously, and then looked at A Deng reluctantly, "Don't you know that Mr. A Deng? That's right, I blame me for not explaining clearly," she wrapped the finger around her finger Throwing her hair back, "Master Yan once brought a two or three-year-old child to me and asked me to plant a Gu on the child. This Gu recognizes blood as the main thing. If things go on like this, the Gu will control the child."

She observed the expressions of the two while she was talking, and as expected, both of them changed drastically, especially Ah Deng, who looked ashamed.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" She pretended not to know.

Fu Heng stared at her, "Shut up!"

"Yo! The little goblin has a bad temper," she folded her arms and looked at him with greed in her eyes.

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